Tony & Lucius: Prologue

The pulsing muscled bodies on the dancefloor kept rhythm with the remixed top 40 hits vibrating the walls. Vodka sodas were slurped down by scantily clad homosexuals with lascivious eyes. As the clock wore close to two AM a desperate hunger fell over the room. It was now or never to find a piece of ass to take home.

Tony danced in the center of the room alongside some friends his own age. They stood out as monied Daddies in a sea of ambitious twenty somethings. Tony’s muscle tee was drenched in sweat and barely hanging on by a thread. He enjoyed the way it exposed his recently cut physique. Since losing forty pounds upon moving to LA, the only thing that bounced on Tony as he danced were his beefy pecs and pert glutes. West Hollywood was treating him well.

In the corner danced Lucius, a young twunk who was blotting out the ennui of his office job with shots of tequila. His body and outfit matched those around him: well-muscled with shorts and a tank top. He blended in for the most part, but the angles of his face and the softness of his full lips caught Tony’s attention from across the room.

He didn’t usually go for such young tail, but Tony made his way across the floor and asked Lucius if he could buy him a drink. Lucius denied the offer but asked if Tony had blow. It was his lucky night.

The two men crammed into a stall together. Their chests were sweaty and heaving against one another. Their junk hung prominently forward in expensive underwear, occasionally touching beneath thin gym shorts. Tony scooped out a bump on his key and held it to the delicate nose of his new plaything. Lucius sucked it up and smiled.

“Hey, you’re pretty sexy,” Lucius said, failing to contain his surprise that he found a man worth more than the drugs he was offering.

Lucius squeezed Tony’s bicep. He lifted the older man’s shirt and complimented the small roll of fat around his navel. The observation stung Tony who had been so excited earlier that day to discover his top row of abs were finally visible again. He shrugged it off and pressed his body up against the young guy. They made out a bit. It was sloppy but fun. When they stopped, Lucius looked at Tony with glassy stars in his eyes and an erection beneath his shorts. Tony took that as a cue to invite his fresh meat home.

“Wait,” Lucius said. “This is so unsexy but I think I need to eat something before I can go back to your place.”

“Well you’ve come to the right guy,” Tony chuckled. “I happen to own the new pizza joint down the street.”