Strangers in the Night

Chapter 1

He walks like beauty in the night, always aware, searching, prowling, trolling for fresh meat, a fresh fuck. His struggles and nightmares long gone, now self sufficient in funds so that he can cruise the gay night life wherever his boots may take him. Dark hair, piercing cat green eyes, pale firm, muscular body, dressed all in black. Looking younger than his thirty plus years, he can pick and choose amongst the men and women life throws in his way. And he is determined to have anyone he finds who may satisfy him for the night.

His travels brought him to Pittsburgh seeking a respite from the flashier, more sophisticated cities of the world. Finding a passable hotel in the city close to the gay mecca of the town, he uses it as a temporary refuge and den to bring back his unsuspecting prey. In his former life he would not have been so brazen but now he has nothing to fear, his war is over and he has been granted full immunity. No one is left to care or wonder about him, well almost no one, but that is another story. One that is left to better storytellers than I.

He had heard about Babylon. A place where boys are made into kings and where men of good fortune can have their dreams come true, if only for one night. He decided that he would make his own dreams, live out the anonymous fantasies, fulfilling the fantasies of the men he picks. He chose this night.

He arrived early, picking out a good spot at the lower bar, close to the backroom but close enough to the dance floor where he could survey and take careful aim. He chuckled to himself, taking aim with his eyes not with a gun. No guns necessary anymore.

He is skilled in nursing the vodka in his hand, surprised to find that in this burgh they had his favorite brand. So Lex sat and sipped and waited. He had all the time in the world.

Fascinated to see the club fill up so quickly, he remained seated, quietly drinking, turning down the offers from brainless twinks and overeager queens. A few good-sized bears hovered, reminding him of one large man of his past. But he was not interested. He politely shook his head, no.

A group of interesting young men arrived, taking up the other end of the bar. All friendly, joking, playfully carousing with each other, taking turns dancing with each other. Lex sighed knowing there was no bunch of friends in his solitary life, also knowing he had paid a price for his current life and there was no going back. Living vicariously through others, god he hated that expression but it was the truth. His truth. Shaking off the maudlin pall that seemed to surround him, Lex ordered another drink and continued to wait.

The cute animated brunet with the pouty face nearly bounced into Lex as he waved excitedly up at the catwalk at the pair of men who had just arrived. Lex followed the man's smiling gaze and gasped at the sight of the two exceptionally stunning men who stood at the rail. The older of the two, a gorgeous brunet with auburn highlights that shone when hit by the strobe lights. Tall slim, yet with well defined muscle, a runner's body, very, very pleasing. The tall brunet seemed to also survey the dance floor like a king surveying his realm, rolling his eyes at seeing his friend's frantic waves.

Stepping from behind the gorgeous brunet was an equally beautiful man, golden blond with a stockier, solid build. A look of innocence, a child-like quality in his smile but all knowing are his eyes. The youthful appearance could not hide the true man in his ocean blue eyes. This was no ordinary twink. The taller man violently grabbed the blond in a crushing embrace, declaring his ownership before descending the stairs. When released, the blond backhanded the brunet in the gut and they both laughed. Mister gorgeous took beautiful's hand and they made their way to the dance floor.

Lex stared, astonished as the couple made their journey through the crowd. He watched with awe as the throngs of men parted letting their royal couple pass through then filling in the gap left in their wake. Amazing. He watched as the couple met their friends at the bar, the music too loud to hear the conversations and greetings but close enough to read their lips and expressions. This was a group of family, each with a specific function and position of rank. The tall stunning brunet was the undisputed ruler. Lex would have him and the little blond too, who he found was not really so little. Lex and the brunet were about the same height, the blond fit nicely under the brunet's chin. He would fit nicely under Lex's chin too.

Lex peered over his glass, watching with amusement as the little blond began pulling at the brunet's arm, prodding him toward the dance floor. Almost condescendingly, the brunet kissed the temple of the blond, patted the ample ass and sent the boy on his way to the dance floor feigning thirst. Lex knew that kind of thirst. It's the thirst of a man who needs a little dutch courage before getting up the nerve to dance, no matter how enticing the partner. Lex could use that tidbit of information later if necessary.

Watching this band of merry men carefully, Lex was able to learn most of their names. The cute pouty brunet is called Michael although Brian, mister tall dark and gorgeous, calls him Mikey. Michael's partner is a very solid up standing, good looking man, Ben. Lex found the other two that made up this family rather boring, immediately dismissing them, not bothering to learn their names. And then the beautiful blond, Justin.

At this moment, said blond was undulating his seemingly boneless hips to the music, mesmerizing the men around him. Brian's look of boredom didn't fool Lex. He noticed as Brian kept a watchful eye on Justin, stiffening slightly when someone danced too close then relaxing as the potential interloper recognized the boy and left him untouched. This too, was something useful to know. If he wanted to, Lex could get to Brian through the boy but it was too soon in the game. Lex got glimpses of what the boy meant to Brian, perhaps a convenient toy, a possession of sorts but Lex was not so sure of what Brian meant to Justin. Lex thought himself a patient man and the night was still very young.

With Brian's courage sufficiently stoked, he twisted his way through the crowd to Justin. Justin, dancing alone, eyes closed, feeling the music rather than hearing it, smiling from ear to ear as he felt the familiarly long strong arms twine about him. The two began their dance together, swaying with the rhythm, teasing each other and the men who took in their show. Lex was starting to learn the truth.

Justin was the truly rhythmically gifted one between the pair but what Brian lacked in grace he made up with a sexual sensual energy. Brian oozed and dripped sex; Justin was content to be showered by it. Justin unashamedly ground his firm round butt into Brian's crotch as they danced cock to ass. Brian slipping his hands under Justin's cropped shirt, skimming the blond's nipples, tweaking them into hard nubs. Brian's assault was not limited to the boy's nipples. He latched onto an ear, nipping and sucking at the pale flesh then continuing down the pale neck. At some point Brian twisted Justin around, scrunching down so they were nose to nose, leaning in with foreheads touching. Justin's eyes were open now, brightly shining into Brian's. Brian began to knead the blond's ass, pulling Justin into his groin without tangling up their legs.

The surrounding men as well as Lex watched the couple dancing so closely entwined together that it was difficult to see where one man ended and the other began. Brian cupped the boy's face in his hands kissing Justin deeply and thoroughly. The ogling men around them sighed along with Justin as Brian released Justin's face and rose, stretching to his full height. Brian looked down his nose as Justin recovered from the kiss, flushing and looking a bit sex stupid. Brian favored Justin with his tongue in cheek smirk; Justin answered back with a waggle of his eyebrows. Lex was shocked as Justin suddenly turned on his heels and made a bee-line to the backroom with Brian in heated pursuit. There was something about these two men, a sexual tension unmatched by any other and yet something more that Lex could not quite fathom. No one noticed as Lex quietly slipped into the backroom to spy on the lovers.

Brian pushed Justin along to the most secluded spot within the labyrinth, spun him around and attacked the boy's mouth. Stopping only when air became a necessity, Justin pried himself off Brian's lips and began his descent, kissing a path down Brian's chest and belly. Justin's hands furiously worked at Brian's belt, button and zipper. When Justin's prize was finally free, he gave it a tender kiss before completely engulfing it. Lex watched as the talented mouth worked its magic taking Brian closer and closer to the edge along with the other denizens of the backroom. Lex wondered if that mouth could be persuaded to give his equally endowed cock a ride or rather a suck like that. He also pondered the contradictions this couple seemed to exude. Lex continued his surveillance.

Brian was getting close and as much as he wanted to shoot his load down Justin's hot throat, he had other plans. Gently Brian tugged at Justin's hair signaling him to rise. Kissing the swollen mouth, Brian quickly tucked himself back into his jeans then made his own descent to his knees. A sharp intake of air was heard and hushed whispers. Very few were privy to the sight they were about to behold. Ignoring the obvious stares, Brian deftly removed Justin's own lengthy cock from the tight confines of his cargos and swallowed it whole. He firmly grasped the boy's slim hips, steadying his wobbly lover against the wall as he continued to consume Justin's dick. Remaining on his knees, Brian reluctantly released his hold on Justin spinning him around to face the wall, then exposed Justin's infamous ass. Brian briefly savored his lover's scent before delving his tongue in to the recesses of Justin's ass. Justin began to squirm and softly whimper. Brian knew the pleading would shortly begin.

"Brian, please."

"What do you want, Justin?"

"Fuck me."

"Yeah."

Brian tore at the fly of his jeans and sheathed his leaking hard cock. "Hard and fast, little boy?" Brian whispered into Justin's ear. Justin moaned back a yes. Slick with spit, Brian added only a little more lube, stretching Justin's tight hole with two fingers. "Ready?" "Yes!" Brian slammed on home, holding tightly to Justin's waist until Justin adjusted. When he heard the grunt that signaled Justin's consent, Brian began to fuck.

So the blond liked it rough and the brunet was willing to give it to him. Lex wondered if Brian would enjoy it just as rough. Lex doubted it. Lex started his plot. He had to get these men into his bed either together or separately, it made no difference. This required time and planning. Smiling to himself, he was in no rush.

A strangled groan emanated from Justin which brought Lex's attention back to the royal couple.

"Close, Brian."

"Now!"

Justin splattered the bricks as Brian filled the condom, bringing the onlookers along with them. Justin rested his forehead against the wall while Brian gently pulled out of his ass, tying off the condom and throwing it in a nearby can. He tucked himself in while shielding Justin's ass until Brian could clean him, pulling up the cargos and safely concealing the boy's package. Brian hugged Justin into his chest, whispering something into Justin's ear. Whatever was said was only for the blond. Lex saw Justin smile and nod then nuzzle himself into Brian's neck until the two were steady enough on their feet to walk out.

Again a paradox. Brian, an obvious top, able to take what was clearly his and yet gentle almost loving with the blond. Lex needed to learn more.

It was apparent to Lex and anyone who chose to look that Brian and Justin were not only done with the backroom but done with Babylon as well, at least for the night. Lex watched as the couple said there goodbyes to their friends and then discreetly followed the lovers as Brian guided his sated boy out of the club and into Brian's Vette. Lex hopped into a nondescript SUV and followed the couple to Tremont.

Lex made a mental note of the address as he sat in his car. He watched as the lights came on in the sixth floor loft then switched off, replaced by an eerie orange glow. Since no shadows were thrown he assumed the couple had gone to bed. Lex turned back into the traffic and drove to his hotel. Tomorrow was another day and he had a feeling the boys were not early risers at least not from bed. Lex would be back.