Prologue

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Connor's POV

Saturday March 23 at 10:00

I strut off the stage towards the back, making sure to shake my ass a little more knowing the dark haired boy was watching me. I get to the back and let out a sigh, Knox came bounding into the room behind me all giggly. "Damon has his eyes all over you!" I feel a blush creep up my neck and onto my cheeks, "oh shut up Knox!" He smirks at me as Elda walks in behind Noah, "so rookie how you doing?" I go to speak but Knox cuts me off, "Damon has been watching him all night!" Elda smirks and looks over at me raising an eyebrow, "oh?" Knox starts nodding very quickly.

He's going to throw out his neck doing that.

"He was just watching like very other gay guy in the building Elda. It's probably nothing." She just continues smirking as the Candy, Roxy and Cherry come strutting over to us. "We go?" Elda nods towards the three and they leave. She turns to Noah, "Noah. You go make rounds and do all that. Knox , once the girls are done you are straight to the pole. Connor, Noah is going to show you rounds. Go by your stripper names. Also Noah, make sure you watch out for Blue over here. he's new and doesn't exactly know how rounds work, and the people here. Go make yourself some money!" She screams and the two boys cheer.

"Come on Blue. We have a lot of work to do." I nod and follow Noah out of the dressing room, we came out beside the stage. The three girls danced around on stage, twirling around the pole, and grinding against each other to get a rise out of them. I smile and look over at Noah, "follow me. I have to show you your room."

We reach the area that sits under the stairs behind a black curtain. Six rooms sat beyond the curtain. Three rooms on each side. Each having a name plate. He walks to the very last one on the left side and opens the door up, "this is going to be your room. You'll get to this in a few weeks. Which means we're gonna be teaching you how to lap dance." My eyes widen and I blush looking down, "I'm not sure I wanna do that Noah." He smirks, "if you want to make extra money. You're going to want to do it."

I sigh, "anything else?" He nods as we walk in, he turns the lights on and a blue light illuminates the room. A black couch sat at the very back, a pole sat in the middle of the room. Some storage on both side, I really hope nothing bad is in those. I walk further in towards the pole, I grab it and swing around to face Noah. A smirk sat on his face, "wanna know what's in the containers?" I shake my head 'no' very quickly. I'll figure it out on my own.

He nods and motions for me to follow him, he points towards the very back door. "Do not go in that room. It is Elda's and she'll beat your ass if she watches the cameras and sees you in there. I don't know what is in there, and I really don't care. Now lets go back to the front, I've got to show you the magic." I nod and follow him out of the back, he walks towards the stairs and maneuvers his way through the couples making out. Not having a care in the world. We walk past one couple that's practically taking each others clothes off. I quickly look away, willing myself not to barf. We get up the stairs and it was packed, couples on the couches making out, against the wall making out. Sweaty bodies dancing against each other. Drinks spilling all over the floor and their clothes. Some people in the back corners doing drugs and what not.

I shiver when some guy with tattoos looks up at me. I catch back up with Noah, as he's stood by the stage. "This is where one of the girls, and one of the boys dance. One for her. One for him. You aren't going to be up here for a more weeks. That's an advanced state in here, but you will get there. It's where most of the big bucks are made." I nod as he starts walking towards a hallway, one door on each side. Then further down a couple more doors, that looked to be vacant. "These are the bathrooms. Further back is some storage rooms, and VIP rooms which aren't always used unless for a drunk party. Fun to watch. More fun to earn the money that they give."

I nod smiling then turn to follow Noah as he walks away. But instead I crash into somebody.

Damon's POV

March 23 at 10:30 pm

I grab the boy before he can fall and he clings onto me so he doesn't fall. Once I have him up right I look down at who stood in front of me. Connor. His blue eyes pear into mine, a blush crossing his face. "You alright?" I ask, my voice deep and making him blush even more. "I-i'm fine. S-sorry for r-running I-into you." I chuckle at his flustered state, "it's alright Blue. Wouldn't want any pretty boys falling down. Am I right?" He blushes even more, "I'm sorry. Again. Damon."

I smile, as Noah calls Connor over to him. I keep my eyes on him as he walks by a cute blush on his face.

I mentally face palm. Didn't I just get out of a relationship? Why am I looking at guys like that already? I should be mourning the fact I just broke it off with a long term boyfriend.

Maybe you just didn't like your ex

Impossible, I was in love with him.

Or not

I'm going insane! I'm talking to myself. I need a fucking drink. I continue on my way to the restroom and walk in. Seeing as no one was in there I went to one of the stalls and did my business. Once I was done in the restroom I left downstairs towards the bar. On my way I saw Connor staring me, I wink at him and he turns away with a blush. Noah's gaze flickers over to me then back to Connor to continue what he was talking about. I find my way to the bar and sit down, the bartender walks over and smiles. "Your regular today Damon?" He asks, I nod "of course."

Two hours later

I stumble around the bar, a drink in my hand. A haze in my eyes. And my brain going ninety to nothing. I stumble into someone and almost fall back, they grab my waist and hold me up right. "We've got to stop meeting like this." The mystery person says. I try to focus my gaze on him and smile once I notice the pretty blue eyes. "Blue!" I cheer, he shushes me and starts walking over towards the bar. "You know you're purty." I slur out to him, he rolls his eyes. "You're drunk Damon." I shrug, "I'm still not wrong." He rolls his eyes again, "you know. If you keep rolling your eyes they'll get stuck in the back of your head." I slur out.

He lets out a sigh, "can you please just sit here? I'll go call you a taxi." He goes to turn away but I grab him and pull him towards me. I pull him in between my legs and look up at him from my sitting position. "Can you take me home?" He shakes his head, "Damon. I'm not taking you home. You go on your own. I'll call you a taxi and take you outside." I shake my head, "stay with me tonight. I need someone. Please?" He shakes his head, "I don't know you well enough Damon. And besides you're not allowed to come after me. I'm calling you a taxi and that's final."

I frown and release him out of my hold, he calls for the bartender to give me some water and walks away. I turn around and grab the cold water bottle that the guy had just set down. I take a gulp and rest my head on the bar. So much for forgetting. Or getting laid for that matter. I guess I don't need it though. My thoughts only seem to surround the blue eyed boy though.

How his eyes twinkle in the light. How he blushes from anything. He's such a temptress, how his hips sway to the beat of the music when he's up there on stage. How his lips move when he talks. His hands moving to emphasize some of his points. Funny how I met this man a couple hours ago. Yet I'm already so captivated by him.

A few minutes later, my water bottle is empty and Connor is walking back over. He stops in front of me, his blue eyes looking down at me. "Come on Damon. The taxi is on its way." I slowly stand up and he wraps his arm around my waist to help me walk. We make out way through the sweaty bodies and outside. Where a yellow cab sat, waiting for me. He opens the door, but I look over at him.

"Get in the car Damon. I have work to do." I nod and lean down brushing my lips against his and whispering. "I'll see you later Blue." With that I got into the cab, close the door and he takes off.

Oh what a day its been.

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