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Mikey looks at the flyer. Ray's band – Sixth Circle – is playing at 8. He's early, so he looks around for Ray. The hair is easy to spot, over by the side of the stage, and Ray smiles when he looks up and sees Mikey.

“You came,” he says, like he's honestly delighted.

“I said I would,” Mikey says. He's wearing his thinnest, tightest band shirt, tight jeans, and heavy eyeliner. He knows he looks good, and he notices that Ray is checking him out.

Ray looks away quickly when Mikey gives him a knowing glance. “The first band will be up soon,” Ray says. Right now the DJ is in control of the music, and some pop-punk is playing over the speakers.

“Can you hang with me until you're up?” Mikey asks. He looks at the flyer again, sees the name of the first band and groans to himself. They're terrible.

“Yeah, if you want,” Ray answers. “I'm thirsty. You want a drink?”

“If you're buying,” Mikey says, smiling.

“I am,” Ray says, and heads to the bar. He comes back quickly, bearing two red cups. “Hope you like Coke.”

“Yeah, I do,” Mikey says. “Thanks.”

They sip their drinks, and Ray keeps checking out Mikey out of the corner of his eye like Mikey won't notice. Mikey smirks to himself, feeling smug. He definitely picked the right things to wear.

Ray looks good, too. He's got on a plain black teeshirt, and Mikey looks at his arms. Ray has nice biceps, and his forearms are thick. His jeans are tight, too, and Mikey has a hard time looking away from his thighs. He manages to play it cool though, because he's not as obvious as Ray and he doesn't want to be.

When the music starts, Mikey finishes his drink and grabs Ray's arm, pulling him out further onto the floor. Ray looks confused, but he gets the hint when Mikey starts dancing with him. Mikey starts off easy, giving Ray time to get used to the idea before moving in closer.

Ray smiles shyly when Mikey puts his arms around Ray's neck. Mikey decides then and there that he loves shy guys. Ray doesn't seem to know where to put his hands at first, but then Mikey takes them and deposits them on his hips, then moves back into position.

“This music sucks,” Mikey says, low but loud enough that Ray can hear.

Ray shrugs and moves a little closer, and then Mikey is moving closer, too, pressing against Ray's body. When he looks at Ray's face, he sees that it's flushed with pleasure. It's a good look, something Mikey wants to see more often.

Then Mikey grinds against Ray, and Ray's eyes darken. Mikey looks up at him and smiles challengingly.

Ray moves then, grinding back against Mikey. Mikey feels something like triumph.

He'd kiss him, but he doesn't want Ray too distracted for his show tonight. Mikey knows it's a big deal for him, so he doesn't want to fuck it up. Later. There will be plenty of time for kissing later.

The band's set is short, and it's almost eight. Ray lets go of Mikey reluctantly and goes to set up.

Mikey gets another Coke, takes a piss, and comes back to the stage when Sixth Circle is starting their first song.

And suddenly, Mikey can't take his eyes off Ray.

Ray is a monster on guitar. He's really, amazingly good. He shreds. And he moves like pure sex. Mikey is head over heels, and his cock is getting hard just watching Ray play.

The rest of the band is … okay. The drummer seems a little off the beat, and the lead singer screams when he's not being pitchy, and Mikey doesn't know enough about bass to judge how the bass player is doing... but Ray shines.

The lead singer of Sixth Circle pauses between songs to talk to the audience, and Mikey's a little surprised to see that the rest of the club is barely paying attention to the band. Sure, they're dancing, but it's the same way they dance to anything.

Mikey just keeps watching Ray. Ray looks up once between songs and looks at Mikey, and then a surprised look comes over his face. Mikey must not be hiding his lust as well as he should.

Ray looks back, smiling a little, and Mikey grins at him and gives him a thumbs up.

After the band's set, Mikey nearly throws himself into Ray's arms. He doesn't, though – he settles for clapping Ray on the back and saying, “You were fucking amazing.”

Ray looks like he doesn't believe him, so Mikey says it again, putting all his feeling into it. Then – and it happens so fast Mikey's not even aware of it until it's over – Ray pulls him close and gives him a hard kiss.

Mikey's dazed, but in a good way. He's aching and hard, and filled with excitement. He grabs Ray and kisses him back.

“You were fucking amazing,” Mikey says again, this time in a murmur against Ray's lips.

“You said that,” Ray says, amusement and wonder in his voice.

“Well it bears repeating,” Mikey says. He wraps his arms around Ray's neck and kisses him again, this time open-mouthed and a little sloppy.

Ray makes a noise somewhere between surprise and pleasure, and kisses back, his tongue slicking against Mikey's. He pulls Mikey close against him, and Mikey presses against his thigh. He's so turned on he can barely think.

“Wow,” Ray says when he finally pulls away.

“Yeah,” Mikey says. He takes Ray's hand and leads him outside where they can get away from the throng of people.

Ray ducks back into an alley, pulling Mikey along, and then he's pushing Mikey against the wall and kissing him breathless.

“Fuck,” Mikey says, loving the way Ray's got him pinned back against the bricks. “You're so hot.”

“Not like you,” Ray says, and dips his head to kiss Mikey's neck. He uses his tongue to lick a short line there, then uses his teeth to nip lightly. Mikey doesn't know how Ray knows he's sensitive on his neck, but he moans and tips his head back to allow better access.

Ray pulls Mikey's collar to the side and sucks hard on Mikey's shoulder, and Mikey knows they'll be a mark there soon. It's exhilarating, knowing that Ray wants to leave his mark on Mikey. It's a claiming, and Mikey likes that. He's never had a hickey before. He's glad his first will be from Ray.

Mikey moans and pulls gently on Ray's hair. Ray seems to be into it, because he echoes the moan and sucks harder, scraping his teeth against Mikey's skin. Mikey arches beneath him and presses his hard cock against Ray's thigh.

“Jesus, Mikey,” Ray breathes against his skin.

Mikey has the vague feeling that this is going too fast, too far, but he doesn't want to stop.

Ray slides a hand into Mikey's hair and kisses him again, grinding against his hip. Ray's hard, too, and from Mikey can tell, his cock is huge. Wow, he thinks, and maybe even says aloud.

Ray moans into the kiss, biting at Mikey's bottom lip. Mikey feels like he's flying. He's never made out with someone this heavy before, despite what other people think of him. He's a virgin, and very inexperienced, but Ray seems to know just what to do.

“I want to get you off,” Ray gasps against Mikey's mouth.

Mikey moans at the words, but he's not quite sure. What if he does it wrong? What exactly is Ray offering?


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