**Hey!! This is my second attempt at fan fiction and I'm actually very proud of this.

Please read and vote! Don't forget to comment and tell me if you like it!

There's more stories in the works and I'm working on a schedule.

Love & Peace!-Tully**

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Scott was pretty sure this was the end of his life. His love life was in pieces, his apartment building was being closed for work, and the investment company he worked for, laid him off. It felt like one long bad day. Granted, he should have be happy. His ex was a the biggest piece of shit he'd ever met. He had been cheated on more times than he could count. His next neighbor was an old, round man who refused to clean so Scott's apartment was infested with roaches and a smell he could never find the source of. The company he worked for, treated him like a dog, he never had a real day off, and in 4 and half years, he was never given a proper raise. But it all felt like it happened at once.

He credited his best friends, Avi and his boyfriend Kevin, for trying to break the slump. They invited him to live with them, tried to find him a job but he was always either under or overly qualified. They were honestly trying to help the best they could. They still made sure he was well taken care of.

Which is how he found himself sitting in the back of Avi's Charger on his way to Pyramids Cabaret, the popular gay strip and night club in Dallas.

"So then Kalter asked Mason why he let you go and apparently he said 'because he felt like it.' Which is complete bullshit, Scott. Everybody knows Mason and Mark are fucking and the only reason he let you go was because the shit eater asked him to." Tyler, his co worker and friend sat beside him. Tyler was the fourth member of the "get Scott laid" team. Avi's sister Esther was meeting them there.

"I hope he knows Mark is going to do him the same way. He'll come begging for forgiveness soon." Kevin retorted while shaking his head. Scott has known Kevin almost as long as he's known Avi and it still weirded him out a bit how in love the two of them seemed to be.

"It doesn't matter though. Soon as Scotty gets another job, he'll be rolling in little Twinks and ass. Ain't that right, Scotty Boy!" Scott rolled his eyes and smirked. Avi knew his type and there was no doubt he would be introduced to every twink in the building.

"Sure, Avi."

"We're here!" They pulled into the parking lot and all got out. On the marquee was a poster with a beautiful boy on it. His face was beat to perfection, he had a sliver short wig on and he was naked from the waist up with his well manicured hand spread against his chest. Over his head were the words RUMI and EVERY FRIDAY NIGHT. He was gorgeous and Scott hoped they had got there early enough to witness this beauty's set.

Avi called ahead so they slipped past the line outside. Standing in her outrageous glory was Shanita Dee or Todrick Hall to the outside world. Tyler knew her from the performance circuit.

"Ty!!"

"Shanita, darling!"

"And who are these fine specimen?"

"Avi, Kevin, and Scott, meet Shanita Dee. The baddest drag queen in all of Texas."

"That's me!"

They say their hellos and for what ever reason Shanita can't take her eyes off of Scott. "Why such the long face tall, blonde, and gorgeous?"

Although he wanted to at least pretend to be excited, Scott wore the face of man going through some shit. "I'm fine."

"Uh Huh, sure baby. Listen you fellas are in for a treat tonight. My protege, Rumi's performing today." That sparked Scott's interest and his reaction was seen by Shanita. "Y'all go have a seat now. The show's about to start."

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They had been sitting by the stage for about an hour before a young woman with long black hair and hazel eyes strolled up to the table.

"Hey boys, I'm Kirstie. Shanita told me to wait on you guys tonight. I don't know how y'all did it but all your drinks are on the house. Here's some shots to start y'all off."

She handed each of them three shot glasses. "Don't worry, it's only Ciroc, peach in fact. If y'all need anything else, flip the light on."

Scott tapped her arm as she walked away. She turned and smiled at him. "I'm sorry but w-when will Ru-"

"Any minute now. He's a bit of diva and likes to wait to perform but he should be out soon."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. If you're lucky, he might call you to the private room. One on ones are apparently his specialty but he doesn't do them often." Truth be told, before they had even walked in, Tyler and Shanita had conspired against him. Tyler knew how Scott likes his men and Rumi was his ideal. The plan to get him in the back was set in stone the moment Shanita saw him.

The lights dim and the curtains move as Shanita walked on stage. "How are all my honeys tonight? Having fun?" A chorus of "yeahs" filled the space and Shanita walked around stage.

"Now for those of you new to my establishment, hello I'm Shanita Dee. I'm here to introduce to you to one of sexiest little twinks you'll ever meet. He's beautiful, sexy, flexible, fellas, and has the voice of an angel or demon depending on your belief system." The crowd laughed as from behind Scott, Esther finally arrived.

"I'm sorry you guys! Darrin didn't want to watch Ryland for me" She moved around the table giving hugs as Shanita introduced Rumi to the stage.

Scott was in the middle of talking to Esther when he felt a hand caress his shoulder. He jumped when he turned and saw the small man with his signature sliver wig standing behind him.

"Hey Daddy."

He was wearing a forest green crop top, shorts so short you could almost see his genitals but could definitely see his plump ass, thigh high stiletto boots, and a collar with the word "Kitten" in diamonds on it. Scott was in awe and turned back to his friends to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

Avi and Kevin sat with their eyes wide and mouths opened as Tyler smirked up at him and Esther mouthed "holy shit". He turned back to see Rumi smiling wide and the microphone at his mouth.

"What's your name, Daddy?"

"S-Scott."

"Well S-Scott, why don't you follow me on stage."

Scott's legs had a mind of their own as he followed Rumi on stage. "Now Big Daddy, sit down. If you can be a good boy, maybe I'll let you put me over your knee later, yeah? So that means no touching."

Scott absentmindedly nodded as the music started. Rumi put the mic to his mouth and Scott was mesmerized.

Let me sit this ass on you
Show you how I feel

Rumi sat on Scott's lap and began a slow grind as he started.

Let me take this off
Will you watch me?
That's mass appeal

He stood up and began untying the laces on his shorts and pulled them down slightly. All while holding back a smirk as he saw Scott's shocked expression. He glanced to the crowd and saw his friends. They seemed just as into this performance as he was. Rumi grabbed his chin and tilted his head up as he sang the next lines.

Don't take your eyes
Don't take your eyes off it
Watch it, babe
If you like you can touch it, babe
Do you, do you wanna touch it, baby?

Rumi broke Shanita's rule of no touching as he grabbed the blonde's hands and placed them securely on his ass.

Grab a hold,
Don't let go
Let me know
That you ready
I just wanna
Show you now
Slow it down
Go around
You rock hard
I rock steady

He began slowly and expertly rolling his hips as Scott stared up at him, hands still propped up on his ass.

And rock right up to the side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak, babe, the peak, babe, the peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep, babe, the deep, babe, the deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flow and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me, babe, me, babe, me

Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Rock it 'til waterfalls
Bathe in these waterfalls

He turned around and sat down on Scott. He placed Scott's hands on his hairless thighs as he leaned back and sang.

I do it like it's my profession
I gotta make a confession
I'm proud of all this bass
Could you put it in your face
By the way if you need a personal trainer or a therapist
I can be your piece of sunshine, inner peace, entertainer
Anything else that you may read between the lines
You and I create
Rockets and waterfalls

So rock right up to the side of my mountain
Climb until you reach my peak, babe, the peak, babe, the peak
And reach right into the bottom of my fountain
I wanna play in your deep, babe, the deep, babe, the deep
Then dip me under where you can feel my river flow and flow
Hold me 'til I scream for air to breathe
And wash me over until my well runs dry
Send all your sins all over me, babe, me, babe, me

He began grinding his hips and smiled at Shanita scowling behind the curtain as Scott couldn't help but run his hands up Rumi's body. He memorized each tattoo and felt how smooth his skin felt. No one but Scott, Rumi, and Shanita knew there was a strange connection between the two. Rumi, for some reason unbeknownst to him, felt the need to satisfy the man under him and Scot needed to touch him.

Hard
Rock steady rock hard
Rock steady rock hard
Rock steady rock hard
Rock steady

Rumi changed the choreography last minute. He was supposed to get up and sing the next part of the song to the crowd. Instead he straddled Scott and allowed the blonde to place his head at his neck. As he sang, Scott kissed his collarbone and his breath hitched.

D-Don't you know that I give you good loving
If you need it
I give you my word
You can believe it
Your love feels like
All four seasons
Growing inside me
Life has a reason
Swimming in my love, your love lifting
Higher harder
Got me screaming to the lord, boy
Kiss me
Pray we don't overflow
Baby, I know you can feel it pulse
Deep in the peak of my waterfalls
Rock it, baby, rock it, baby, rock it 'til the water falls down
Damn

Rumi stood up and finally began taking off his shirt. He pulled it over his head and tossed it to Scott who put it to his nose.

I can't help but love the way we make love
Daddy, daddy
Ooh child, ooh now
Yes lord
Damn baby
You're driving me cray, cray
You ain't right for doing it to me like that, daddy
Even though I've been a bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad bad girl
Tell me what you're gonna do about that
Punish me please
Punish me please
Daddy what you're gon' do with all this ass
All up in your face.....

Shanita walked off the stage and over to the group of friends who, like everyone else in the audience, sat hypnotized by the overly sensual performance. She placed her hand on on the table and leaned in.

"So I don't know about y'all, but I think we've made a love connection, no?"

Esther glanced at Shanita "does he normally perform like th-" she was cut off by Rumi leaning in and kissing the blonde. Kirstie and a red haired girl walked over to the group.

"Um Todrick?"

"Shit, Kate, don't call me that out here."

"I-I'm sorry but shouldn't you stop this?"

"Now why would I go and do a thing like that?"

"He broke your rules."

"Yes but it was out of lust. He's never had someone who looked like Scott up there. It's usually fat, round gay men who are so far in the closet they need flashlights to come out. He's attracted to Blondie and Blondie, well, he fell in love the moment he saw the poster outside."

They turned their attention back to the stage. Rumi had his leg thrown up over Scott's shoulders and was running his fingers through his blonde hair.

We're so much more than pointless fixtures
Instagram pictures
Consumers
What about that ching-ching-ching (what about that, what about that ching, ching)
Baby boomers (baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby)
Cyclical trends, tryna fit in
Home is where the heart is
Goddammit I'm comfortable in my skin
And you're
Comfortable in my skin
You look so comfortable in my skin, skin, skin
Rockets 'til waterfalls

Rumi finished his performance and took a bow as he receives a standing ovation. He turned the blonde and helped him stand up. He leaned in to whisper in Scott's ear.

"Lose your friends, Daddy. I want to make you feel real good."

Scott groaned and pulled Rumi back down. He looked in his eyes. "Ru-"

"Mitch."

"What?"

"My real name is Mitch."