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The next day, I filmed a porn shoot that lasted at least seven hours. Hobbs had a vision, and apparently, the others and I kept messing it up. When he was finally satisfied with what he had captured, he allowed us to leave.

Naturally, Hobbs had to fuck me shortly after.

The moment he left my room, I showered and dressed. I had a goal in mind. That was the night I was going to fuck Vic. Despite Trevor's threats to kill anyone who touched me for free, I needed Vic. I was going to crumble away to nothing if I didn't get to choose who I slept with.

Hell's Gate was packed, so packed I nearly couldn't get in. There was a stupid cover charge, and I had to use nearly all my monthly allowance on it, which meant the club had a special band or DJ playing.

As I handed over my limited sinders, I considered leaving and trying another night, but I was desperate. The inside of the club was chaos, but luckily, nobody had taken my booth. As I settled in, I spotted Vic walking past. "Hey, sexy!"

He paused and immediately headed my way with a wide smile. "I'm really busy tonight."

"What's going on?"

"Have you heard of Sinning Angels?"

My eyes widened. "I fucking love them!"

"They're playing a few songs tonight and throwing a VIP party upstairs later."

I did a little excited jump. "Oh my God! I need to get into that party! How do I get into that party? Please, Vic! I've never asked you for anything. I just need this one thing! Please!"

Vic laughed, "I have no say in that."

My body deflated.

"Talk to Alex. I'm sure he can get you in. It's his place, after all."

Jumping to my feet, I lunged at him, pressing my lips firmly to his. "Thank you!"

I practically flew to Alex's office. After pounding on the door, I waited impatiently for a very long minute. When the door finally cracked open, I pushed past a very confused Alex. "May I help you?"

"Alex, you know your club is my favorite, right? And you are my favorite club owner, right?"

He rolled his eyes but flashed that creepy grin. "What do you want?"

Clasping my hands together, I pleaded, "You know I never ask you for anything, right?"

"Don't you?"

I sighed, slumping my shoulders. "Alright, fine, I asked for Bliss one time."

"And what about the booth?"

"I never asked for that booth."

"Didn't you? I allowed you to use it a couple of times, and you claimed it as your own after that."

"Don't make me suck your dick, man," I groaned.

That amused him. "Seriously, what do you want, Starburst? Spit it out."

"I didn't know the Sinning Angels were going to play here tonight. Please let me have a pass to go up and party with them! They are my absolute favorite band! I love the lead singer. I'm not even a breeder, but I would bang her brains out. I mean, I don't want to 'cuz, eww. But if she asked, I would fucking do it. I might need some help to get it up, but I'd fucking do it if she asked me."

"They got their start here, you know. Their very first show was at Hell's Gate. It's an anniversary show."

"Well, that's amazing." I tried to keep the impatience out of my voice as I asked, "Can I have a pass? Please?"

Alex sighed and opened the main drawer of his desk, pulling out a lanyard with a plastic pass. "Here. Don't say I never do anything for you."

My grin stretched from ear to ear as I took it from him. It was going to be an awesome night. I was going to listen to great music, hang out with my favorite band, and then go home with Vic. I couldn't ask for a more perfect ending to any day. Wrapping my arms tightly around Alex, I kissed his cheek hard. "Thank you!"

Even though Sinning Angels only played five songs, I sang along to every one of them. When it was all said and done, I pranced up the stairs with everyone who paid for a VIP ticket.

Inside the private room, the Sinning Angels band members sat around a central table, signing autographs and posing for pictures. I was immediately star-struck. Against the far wall was a long table with booze ready to be consumed, so I made a dash for that first. Picking up a cup, I chugged it back and cringed. It was ale. All of the free drinks were ale.

After about five drinks, my head was fuzzy, and I decided it was a good time to ask for an autograph from the lead singer. Sheepishly, I headed to the table of laughing and talking band members. Many people stood nearby, but no one approached them outright, as if afraid to do so. I felt the same way. I was in absolute awe.

As I tried to gather the courage to approach the table, the lead singer leaned forward and stared at me with a hanging jaw. "Holy shit! I know you." Taken aback, I looked around, and she giggled. "Yeah, you. You're Starburst, right?"

Grinning, I tugged at my pants slightly, showing off my tattoo. "The one and only."

"You know this guy?" asked one of the backup singers.

"Not personally, but he's only the biggest name in the porn industry."

"Well, in the gay porn industry," I corrected sheepishly.

"I only watch gay porn. I'm not attracted to women at all, so watching two men get it on eliminates the element I'm not attracted to."

"Weirdly enough, that makes a lot of sense."

"I'm Silver, by the way." She held out a hand, and I eagerly shook it.

"I know who you are. I know all of you. Y'all are my favorite band."

"And you're my favorite porn star." Silver patted the spot next to her. "Come sit down. Let's party." She pulled out a tiny baggie from her pocket and emptied the contents onto the palm of her hand. A tiny white cube. "Have you ever had Sugar Cubes before?"

Sugar Cubes were far too expensive for my crappy allowance. The drug supposedly enhanced the senses, especially touch. I heard a guy could rub his dick on a cactus and have an orgasm. "Never had the pleasure."

Silver gave me a serious look. "This drug dehydrates you. It will cook your brain if you don't drink throughout the night. We have plenty of C juice, so I don't want to see you without one."

I nodded as she dropped it into my palm.

"Let it melt in your mouth."

I did as instructed but had to fight the urge not to chew. It was almost funny; I could suck a cock without using my teeth, but anything else that went in my mouth, I had the uncontrollable urge to chew. The drug, which was bittersweet despite its namesake, hit before it fully dissolved.

Tracers followed everything I looked at as I tilted my head, bobbing it to the music playing in the background. A chill ran down my spine as Silver's leg glided against mine. When I looked at her, she smiled and leaned in for a kiss. Weirdly enough, I kissed her back. Her lips felt amazing, and her tongue tasted good. Everything about her felt phenomenal. Her fingers ran along the lining of my pants, and she pulled back abruptly. "Fuck. You're gay."

I stared off into the distance for a moment. "Fuck, you're right. This is fucking awkward."

"Well, maybe you go straight for a night? I mean, you are fucking hot." She brushed her head against my chest. "And you feel fucking amazing!"

I twirled her hair in my fingers, loving the soft strands. "You've seen my videos. I'm always the bottom." I looked between my legs. "I don't even know if I can get this thing to work right now."

She laughed, then clumsily pushed up from the couch. "Well, Mr. Starburst, it's been fun, and I hope we can fucking party again, but I need to find a cock that works."

I chuckled. "If you find one, send them my way."

"Will do."

To say I had a blast was an understatement. When Silver left, I ended up playing ale pong with other members of the band, then shot for shot. By the time the band needed to pack up and leave, I was nearly too fucked up to walk.

Eventually, Vic walked in and wiped down the tables. "I'll walk you home after we lock up."

"To your home, right?" I asked, almost sliding off the chair I was sitting in.

He shook his head. "No. To your place."

"But you can't fuck me there. We'll get in trouble."

He gestured to my entire being. "I'm taking you back to your place so you can sleep this off."

I wobbled over to him, nearly crashing into his chest, and giggled, "Well then, let's go fuck on the couch. Nobody else is here. You can have whatever you want, baby. Anyway, you want me."

"You're too messed up, Isaac." His touch was gentle as he pushed me away.

Spinning around, I slammed my ass into his groin. Vic grunted, but I ignored it and began grinding. "You don't want this?"

"I want it. Just not right now."

I stood up straight and faced him, nearly falling over in the process. "Why not? I'm fucking zazzin. I'm super hot right now."

"You are super hot and zazzin, but I'm not having sex with you. You can barely stand. I am not taking advantage of you."

This was going all wrong. I needed Vic tonight more than he could ever know. I needed free will, and he was snatching it right out of my hands. I needed to have a choice in who I slept with. There was no guarantee I would see him after this. There was always a chance Trevor would find out, and if he did, he would lock me up and throw away the key.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I strode past him, smacking my knee hard on a chair. "Where are you going?"

"I need to use the fucking bathroom."

"There is a bathroom up here!"

I scowled. "I want to use the other one!"