Private rp with @Shuri_a_sick_boi

(Yup)

Damon stepped into the club, two days from his first venture.
Still hot, loud, and gay as ever. He scanned the room again, this time for Ash

Ash was not in the club. He was out back, in ripped jeans and a hoodie, back pack on the ground. There was a little back porch there. He puffed away on his cigarette, enjoying the break. He didn't eat lunch, he hadn't eaten all week. Cum counted as food, right? He then stepped back in, got changed, and went to go get a drink. He always drank before he started dancing.

Damon saw him, and headed over, flicking fives and ones at him jokingly, and said: "Damn, you're looking fine.'" He too, was wearing ripped jeans, his were black though, and he wore an expensive belt and watch too.

He rolled his eyes. "You just get cheaper and cheaper." He pushed the cash back at you after nabbing a 5 and paying for his drink.

"I'm only getting what I pay for sweetie.' He replied, buying a drink too

"You got way more than what you paid for." He shot back, sighing as he chugged down the drink.

"Well you got this dick for free so count your blessings." He booped his nose.

"I get all cock for free. A blessing, and a curse. And don't boop me. I'm not some fucking kid." He growled out. Another drink was slid to him and he gulped that down as well.

Then maybe I should start stripping too." He smiled, sipping his drink

"Be my guest. I fuck on stage on Saturdays." He shrugged as he walked off to his stage, sighing as a different song started playing as he danced. This time he looked a lot more innocent on the stage, a lot softer. Which only meant harder fucks, he loved being ruined.

"Tell you what, since I know you're practically begging for it, I'll put out a thousand on you. Just this once though." Damon replied, digging in his wallet.

He looked at the thousand and took it. "Just this once huh? Says the guy who came back for me. Thanks to you I can quit living on the streets.For a little while anyways." He shrugs,walking off the stage,taking your hand. He shrugged,this time wearing a Play Boy lingerie set.

"Do you want the money or not?" He asked, no-nonse.

"Well yeah duh. What,I thought you'd like a sassy little vixen." He said with a shrug.

"Aren't you supposed to be acting all innocent?" Damon asked, smiling*

"Maybe. I AM a slut." He shrugged.

Damon threw the money at him, smiling miscievously

He took the cash and stuck it in his garter, and finished his dance, once more getting off the stage and going over to you.

Damon pulled him closer, giving him a peck on the forehead before grabbing him by the hand.

He smiled as he followed. Definitely excited for this. (Expects sex, gets cuddles and an emotional heart to heart which makes him slowly fall in love.)

(I was thinking the same thing man.)
He led Ash into one of the back rooms, smiling mischievously

He follows, already having a very large boner, excited to have someone with such good experience to fuck him, for so much money as well. He laid on the couch all sexily, eyeing you and your whole body.

Hey, Ash, we can fuck after, alright? But there's something I wanna say first." Damon blurted out, crawling onto the couch, and cuddling with the smaller guy, his hair brushing ticklishly against Ash's neck.

He gave you the stink eye. "I hope you know these rooms are on time slots so, make it quick." He said, going stiff and rigid in your arms(just like his cock in your hands) not settling in this time. He wasn't exhausted like he was the last time, a harder nut to crack.

"I know it's weird to say, since we just met, like two days ago, and even then we've only spent maybe an hour together, but, um, why don't you move in with me, OK? We can share the cost."

"What? Why? I'm an asshole, a slob, and a sex addict. Why?" He asked. "Are you mentally ill are you OKAY?" He said, alarmed, now trying to move out of your arms.

Damon let him free, coyly.
"Who cares, you're a decent enough person, and anyway I clean like a god, man. No worries." He added.

He fell off the couch and stood up. "Decent? DECENT? Are you SURE you're okay? I'm a SLUT a bad reputation I don't hang around for a fucking REASON!"

"I'm very sure." He answered grimly, laying a hand on Ash's shoulder.