The End of Billy Knight by Ty Jacob

Author:Ty Jacob
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Literary fiction, Gay fiction, Genre fiction
ISBN: 9780473279691
Publisher: Lucky Pony Press
Published: 2014-03-30T04:00:00+00:00

Part Four: Silver Dicks

32. And the Winner Is

MIKE WAS STANDING at the bar in a crowded theatre lobby as he dug a finger into the collar of his tuxedo shirt and pulled at his bow tie.

“Here you go.” The bartender pushed a gin and tonic toward him. “That’s three fifty.”

The smallest bill Mike had in his wallet was a hundred. “It’s all I have,” he said, handing it over.

The bartender raised an eyebrow. “I can’t break that.” He looked around. “Look, it’s on the house.” He winked and turned to take care of someone else.

Mike took a sip and looked at the old theatre around him. It had seen better days. Somebody had tried to spruce the lobby up a bit for the occasion, but the silver garland strung across the doorframes only made the room seem even shabbier. A large banner read, “1993 Silver Dick Awards.”

There were scuffmarks on the walls and the carpet was worn thin in places. Even so, the people filling up the room looked amazing. There were well-built, handsome men everywhere, and almost every one of them was wearing a black tie. The women in the room wore evening gowns, as did some of the men. Everybody had cleaned up well.

Luke Champion was on the other side of the lobby, holding a drink and talking with two other models. His tuxedo was skintight black leather from head to toe, and his muscular body filled it out nicely. The two models he was with were less famous than Luke, but then again most everyone here was. Mike knew who they were. One was Jeff Shaw, whose career had almost been ruined last year when an ex-boyfriend released a video of him letting a dog lick gravy off his balls, and the other was Kevin Bender, whose legendary dick turned sharply to the left. Many bottoms were afraid of Bender. Mike wondered what it would be like.

Bender said something now, and in response Luke tipped back his five-o’clock shadow and threw laughter at the ceiling. Mike had met Luke on several occasions, but each time the superstar top had been distant and aloof, not talking and laughing like this, not smiling. Each time Mike’s heart fell.

“He’s gorgeous,” the bartender said.

“Huh?”

“Luke Champion. He’s gorgeous.”

“Oh, yeah. He’s okay.”

“Okay? He’s a fucking god. You’ve met him, haven’t you? What’s he like?”

“He doesn’t seem to remember me.”

“Doesn’t remember you? I doubt that.” The bartender smiled again, this time more flirtatiously. There was something genuine in his smile, almost boyish. His dark black hair contrasted nicely with his rosy, flushed cheeks.

Mike shrugged. “He’s Luke Champion. I’m just some bottom.”

The bartender rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right. Just some bottom, my ass.”

“No. My ass,” Mike said, smiling.

“I’m Greg,” the bartender said, and he smiled back. “Are you here alone tonight?”

“No, I’m with someone.” Mike looked around the room.

“Well, listen, I’m sure this happens to you all the time, but, well, here’s my number.” Greg was already writing on a bar napkin. “If you ever want to meet for a drink, or whatever.

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