Anything But the Ordinary

Riku walked out into the dining room, a towel wrapped around his waist. He saw Sora sitting at the table eating dinner. “Where’s Roxas?”

His boyfriend looked up from his plate. He stared at Riku’s chest as beads of water rolled down it. Silver locks of hair hung loosely around his face, dripping wetness onto his shoulders.

“You trying to catch flies?” Riku asked teasingly.

“Wha?” Sora quickly picked his jaw up off the floor. “Oh, um. R-Roxas went home.” He stammered while trying to fight down a blush.

Riku took a seat across from Sora. “How come?”

“Um… well, he had something he’s been needing to take care of for a while now.” Sora grinned down at his food.

The silverette eyed his boyfriend suspiciously, “You did that ‘I see something you don’t’ thing again, didn’t you?”

Sora looked up smiling. “Maybe.”

Riku rolled his eyes and smirked. “You try to play dumb, but you see everything for exactly what it is.”

“It is kind of hard to miss if you’re just sitting quietly observing.”

“Well, anyway, I gotta get dressed or I’m gonna be late for work.”

Sora watched as Riku got up and headed back down the hallway. He watched the muscles in his toned back ripple as he moved. “You sure you don’t want to play submissive again?” He called after him.

Riku just chuckled and stepped into the bedroom.


A few minutes later, he reemerged, wearing black leather cowboy boots, ass hugging denim jeans, a white and gold vest with nothing underneath and a white cowboy hat. Draped over his arm were a pair of black leather chaps. Once at work, he’d slip out of his pants and wear nothing but a black leather thong and the chaps along with everything else. Riku’s job was how he and Sora had met. It was Sora’s twenty-second birthday. A few weeks before, he had confided in his very flamboyant friend, Marluxia, that he was gay. Marluxia decided it would be a good idea for him to embrace his knew found identity by taking him to a strip club.


Sora followed hesitantly behind his friend, “Come on So! This is gonna be so much fun!” The pink haired boy, dressed in a cut off black wife beater, that now resembled a sports bra and a pair of daisy dukes, teetered with excitement as they approached the ladies’ club.

They stepped inside and Sora froze momentarily, taking in the sight before him. Colored lights danced around the room, loud music bellowed from speakers placed all around the ceiling and cigarette smoke filled the air. Three stages jutted out into the middle of the room, with hordes of women crowded around them. All of them screaming and waving money around at half naked men who were gyrating around poles on the stages. Marluxia turned around and grabbed Sora by the arm. “Come on honey! Let’s get a seat up front!” Sora was dragged through throngs of horny women to an empty table situated right up against one of the stages. “Here! Here!” Marluxia crammed some one dollar bills into Sora’s palm. The young brunette was so taken aback by everything. It was all so loud and overwhelming and…exciting? Sora smirked. It was kind of exciting. Suddenly an announcement came over the speakers.

“Alright ladies! Get those dollars ready! He comes one of your favorites! Rowdy Riku!”

All the ladies went completely nuts. Screaming and waving dollar bills around in the air. The curtain at the back of the stage parted and out stepped one of the most delicious men Sora had ever seen. He was average height, had long silvery hair and the most striking teal eyes. He was wearing nothing but a thong, some chaps and a vest. He strode out onto the stage and grabbed hold of the pole. He swung around once, then pulled himself tight up against it. He slid down ‘til he was squatting on the floor, then leaned back, one hand still on the pole, and began to pump his pelvis up towards the cold steel. Everyone around the stage was screaming like complete lunatics, except Sora. All he could do was stare in awe. The stunning stranger continued to dance around the pole, but eventually made his way to the edge of the stage opposite Sora. He danced around seductively as women fought to put dollar bills in his thong. He moved around to the front of the stage and slowly stripped off his vest, twirling it around his head, then flinging it behind him towards the curtains. Finally he made his way around to Sora’s side of the stage. He stopped right in front of the brunette’s table. He dropped to his knees and stared Sora straight in the eyes. He began to lean all the way back as his arms made “come here” gestures in the air. He sat back up and made a few pelvic thrusts in Sora’s direction. Marluxia grabbed Sora by the hand, “Sora! Give him the money!” He thrusts his friend’s hand into the dancer’s g-string. Sora blushed and pulled it back quickly leaving the dollar bills in the man’s waist band. The dancer continued to bounce to the music as he winked appreciatively at Sora. The brunette could feel his face flush. The song that had been playing came to an end and the man stood up. He took a bow and made his way back off the stage. Sora was in complete shock. That man was so… so sexy. And Sora had put his hand down his pants! He suddenly needed a drink.

He got up and made his way over to the bar. He pulled his wallet out as he waited in line. “What can I get for you cutie?” The female bar tender asked with a wink.

“Uh, I’ll have a Sex on the Beach.”

“Will you now?”

Sora looked to his right to see the dancer from earlier standing beside him. “Make that two, Gracy. And they’re on me.”

She smiled at the silver haired man, “Sure thing Riku.”

“So, you always this impolite?” The other man smirked.

“Wha? Oh! Um, sorry. You um… hi.” Sora blushed frantically.

The taller man extended his hand and Sora took it. “Riku. Rowdy Riku if you like.” He winked. “I’m guessing this is your first time in a strip club?”

Sora nodded, “Um… yeah. It’s my birthday. My friend thought it’d be fun.”

Riku smiled, “And I’m guessing since your not at a gentlemen’s club, you prefer men?”

Sora swallowed. That was to the point. “Uh… uh, yeah. I guess. I just kind of realized it not too long ago.” He stared at the floor.

The bartender handed them their drinks. “Here ya go boys.”

“Uh thank you.” Sora took his drink and turned to head back to his friend. Riku grabbed him by the arm.

"You think your friend would mind if you sat down with me?”

Sora hesitated. He looked over at Marluxia who seemed to be doing quite well on his own, pawing all over the dancer that was now on stage. “Uh, I guess not.”

“Good.” Riku smiled. “’Cause you’re kinda cute, and I wouldn’t mind getting to know you.”

Sora looked away shyly as a smirk crept across his face. “You um… you dance good.” Sora looked up mortified, “I mean, you’re cute too! Uh!”

Riku laughed, “Well thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed the show.”

The brunette nodded his head frantically, “Uh yeah! You’ve got a great body!” Sora blushed once again, mentally slapping himself for being so blunt.

Riku smirked. “Well, now I don’t have to sit here awkwardly wondering if you like me or not.”

Sora chuckled embarrassedly as he sat down at a table in the back with Riku. He took a sip of his drink. “So um… if you’re gay, then why are you working at a ladies’ club?”

Riku’s face went cold, “Who said I was gay?”

Sora panicked, “Oh, I’m sorry! I thought you were hitting on me! I-”

Riku chuckled, “I’m kidding. Relax. You really are cute, you know that?”

Sora felt an odd warm sensation in his chest.

“But seriously, almost all male strippers are gay.”

“Really?” Sora looked up shocked.

“Of course. Come on, think about it. How many straight guys could get up on a stage, let tons of horny women reach their hands down his pants and not get a hard on?”

Sora took another sip of his drink. “Oh. Good point.”

“I’m not saying there aren’t straight dancers, but they’re a minority.”

“So…” The brunette hesitated. “So how come you dance?”

Riku smiled. “No, I’m not into drugs, I’m not selling my body to get through college. I just like it. Being on stage, being swooned over, the attention. It’s great!”

Sora smiled. “Yeah, I guess that would be fun.”

“Hey, maybe you should apply for a job here.”

Sora’s eyes widened, “No, uh, I think I’m good.”

“Damn. And here I was wanting to watch you shake that cute little ass around. I’d even slip you a few tens.” He winked.

Sora giggled, though not meaning to. “Um, all the same, I think I’d like to keep my dance sessions private.”

Riku raised an eyebrow. “Ooh, is that an offer?”

Sora choked on his drink. “What? Um… no that’s not what I meant. Er… not that I wouldn’t dance for you. I mean! Not that you’d want me to. Although you just said you did. But I’m not a very good dancer. And it’d be embarrassing. And… um… you can stop me anytime.”

The silver haired man laughed. “No, I think you’re doing good. Please continue. I’d love to hear more about this private dance.” He set his elbow on the table and leaned his head in his hand as he took a sip of his drink.

Sora looked away. “Um… heh… yeah. So I’m kind of bad at this flirting thing.”

Riku leaned closer. “I wouldn’t say that. You’ve got my attention.”

Sora glanced up sheepishly, “Yeah?”

Riku nodded. “In fact.” He reached into the pocket of the jeans he was now wearing and pulled out a pen. He grabbed a napkin off the table and scrolled something down on it. “Here ya go.” He handed it over to Sora.

Sora took the napkin and glanced down at it.


Rowdy Riku
555-8593
Call me when you’re ready to
give that private dance.


Sora followed Riku to the door. “Now don’t give any old ladies heart attacks, Rowdy Riku.” He chuckled.

Riku grinned, “I’ll try not to.” He leaned forward and gave Sora a quick kiss before running out the door.

“Riku! I love you babe!” Sora called from the front door, waving his arm around frantically.

“Love you too So!” Riku called back as he pulled out of the driveway.

The brunette watched his boyfriend drive off and wondered how Roxas was coming along with Axel.