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Luke was really nervous when he finally walked into the gay club he’d been wanting to attend ever since he realized what it was. The eighteen year old boy had been unsure about his sexuality for a bit now, but he refused to talk about these feelings with his friends.
They’d just make fun of him for taking life too seriously.
That’s why he was here, in a hoodie, hoping none of these boys would recognize him. He won’t say he’s famous, but he isn’t delusional.
Luke walked in and was surprised by the relaxing mood that was going on. Who Says from John Mayer was playing and around fifty boys were either sitting at the bar or slow dancing on the dance floor. Every single one of them had they fair share of alcohol.
He refused to believe he was in a strip club, because he’s been to those before in town and it’s completely different.
A huge part of him wanted to leave.
Instead he walked to the bar and ordered a drink. The bartender looked him up and down and first Luke thought the guy might have recognized him, "Well, hello there cutie. I haven´t seen you here before,” or he is just checking him out, because he’s so hot, right. Fuck yeah.
“Oh thanks, it’s my first time, bro.”
The male was surprised by the name he’d been given. It was clear to see on the expression on his face, but he never spoke his confusion out loud. “Well bro, my name is Dean. You’re a lucky man, our star performer is coming tonight.”
Luke frowned.
“Drum Boy 94; yeah the name might not sound very good, but that boy knows how to move his hips. And the fact that he always wears a mask, not even taking it of for thousands of dollars, makes him so much more mysterious and sexy.”
Luke scoffed. “Or maybe he is just really ugly.”
This seemed to have upset the bartender. “I wouldn’t say that too loud if I were you.” The male shook his head in disappointment. “I get it boy. Boys like you come here very often. Only just found out you might like boys and you’re confused, but that doesn’t mean you have to ruin everyone’s fun.”
“Fuck off, man. You don’t know anything about me.” Luke turned around and walked towards the couch in the end of the club. He swallowed his drink in one go and he mentally kicked himself when he realized he couldn’t get a second one without talking to the bartender again.
Luckily he didn’t have to though, because not even a minute after he had emptied the first glass in his mouth a slightly older boy handed him another.
“Thanks.” Luke mumbled as he gave the boy a quick smile after he finished his second drink.
“No problem; I’m Freddy and you’re hot, do you wanna dance?”
“No.”
Freddy handed Luke another drink.
Both boys kind of lost count on the drinks that came after this, but they didn’t care.
And after around 20 minutes you could say Luke was quite tipsy to say the least.
“Come on, let’s dance. Drum Boy 94 is coming soon and we can’t miss that.” Freddy slurred and Luke nodded in response as he let his new friend led him to the dance floor.
~ X ~
Ashton was excited to perform again tonight. It’s been a while.
It’s not as much fun as drumming in 5 Seconds of Summer, but having some guys scream your stage name and complimenting you, in their own way, on your looks isn’t something Ashton could ever dislike.
You could say he likes the attention.
From the room next door he could hear a female voice, which was very rare in this club, announcing him. Someone opened his door and after he checked one more time if his clothes, and most importantly mask, were in place he walked into the club and his eyes immediately scanned his audience.
He noticed many known faces and was glad that even after months they still remembered him and wanted to see him perform.
“Good evening, everybody!” He shouted as he walked to the middle of the group and kneeled down. The music started and soon he moved a bit, teasing his audience on purpose.
He shook his ass from left to right and ignored it whenever someone begged him to lose some clothes.
He was having a great time until he heard a special voice screaming on top of everyone else.
His eyes widened as they followed the sound and he panicked when he saw Luke standing in the crowd. His body stopped moving and he couldn’t stop looking at his bandmate.
A loud cough brought him back to reality and soon he was dancing once again and finally taking off some clothes. He couldn’t help locking eyes with Luke every once in a while and without much thought he even threw a piece of clothing towards the boy.
Once the song ended he walked back to the dressing room.
Never looking back.
~ X ~
Luke wasn’t disappointed when he watched Drum Boy 94 dance. A big circle was formed around the dancer, and even though it was clear he wasn’t a professional, he sure as hell did have some moves.
He was wearing a golden mask, which covered his whole face. The Spiderman costume made Luke chuckle at first, but Freddy had assured him that it will go off at some point, because that’s how he always starts the show.
When Luke asked how many times he’d seen him perform, his friend had blushed and refused to answer.
“Come on, lose some clothes already!” Luke screamed these words and just for a second or two Drum Boy 94 stopped dancing and his gaze landed on Luke. Not that Luke could know, since he’s wearing a mask.
Soon the stripper was focused again and continued.
He screamed along whenever a piece of clothing flew across the air and he jumped when some of it ended in his arms. The nervousness from before was long gone by now.
When the song ended the performance was over and Drum Boy 94 was gone before you could say bye, which confused many.
“Yup, I’m gay.” Luke exclaimed dreamingly to no one in particular as he was already following the nearly naked boy.
Freddy had followed Luke and looked at him, confusion clearly showing in his eyes. “Where are you going?”
“Bringing this back.” He answered as he showed Freddy the piece of clothing in his hands.
When he turned back around he noticed that the stripper was nearly gone already, but he did see him go into a room. He stumbled towards the door and knocked.
While waiting for an answer, with his ear pressed against the door so he could actually hear it, his boast of confidence suddenly disappeared.
And when Drum Boy 94 still with a mask but now wearing a Greenday shirt and some sweatpants, opened the door, his breath got caught up in his throat.
“Uhm… hi.” Luke said nervously.
Drum Boy 94 didn’t answer.
“You- you were very good you know.”
He nodded.
“Of course you do, I mean you’re so hot and your body is perfect and I know I should shut up, but I talk a lot when I’m nervous. And since I’m a bit drunk as well and you’re so damn good looking even with a mask on it’s just really hard for me to focus and…”
Luke stopped talking when the door was closed right in front of him.
Luke wanted to be mad, but he knew he couldn’t. Instead he looked for Freddy.
“Do you know when Drum Boy 94 is performing again?”
“Tomorrow, same time.” He answered.
And now Luke knew where he was going tomorrow evening.