“Jules, come on... It’s not gonna be that bad.”

The young boy crossed his arms and shook his head with pursed lips. JC was going to try harder is what the pose said. JC grunted and nodded.

“Fine, I’ll go in and meet this counselor, ok?” JC bargained and the blonde boy weighed his options, a chubby finger tapping his chin.

“Fine.” he decided quickly, grabbing JC’s hand, and dragging the older man into the outdoor cabin, smiling brightly at a young woman who bent down to his level. JC hoped this was the new counselor his nephew was dreading. She didn’t look that harmful.

“JC!”

JC blinked and turned back to his little nephew and raised his eyebrows. “What?”

Julian waved his uncle down further and whispered into his ear. “That’s him.” JC followed the extended finger and landed on a young man, about in his early twenties, with cropped little curls and a baby face. JC cocked his head, and hid his smile as his eyes traveled down the length of the man’s body, taking in the tight leather pants and the gold fishnet shirt. He held a black backpack; a rainbow colored penis embroidered onto the pouch. When his eyes slid back up to his face, he stared back into cobalt blue lined with dark charcoal.

JC blushed as the man winked and turned back to the front desk, reaching over to sign something. JC’s eyes followed the movement, appreciating the tight pants.

“JC!!”

JC turned again a little startled. “What?”

“Stop wooking at him wike that.” Julian warned and let go of JC’s hands to cross his arms. JC rolled his eyes and crouched down to his 8 year old nephew.

“Whats wrong with him? So, he dresses differently.”

“He’s a fwamer!”

JC laughed and shook his head. “He’s just a bit on the outrageous tip. Nothing bad.”

Julian shook his head. “No, he’s weird. He scares me.”

“He’s just like me. Except different, look at it like that.” >p> The young boy stomped his foot and suddenly the strange man was coming their way, a bright smile on his face. He had impeccable teeth too. JC tried to shake himself from inspecting the man, turning his attention to Julian instead.

“What’s wrong Julian?”

Julian frowned and the man shrugged his shoulders, holding out his hand. “You must be the bestest uncle in the world, JC.” JC smiled and took his hand. “Justin, I’m the dreaded new counselor. They just don’t know how fun it is to be a queen rather than a brute old man.”

JC smiled. “I’m a brute old man.”

“I hardly think you’re old. 19?” JC cursed, he knew he shouldn’t have shaved.

“How old are you?”

“I asked you first.”

“I say 12 then.” JC smiled and Justin grinned, a row of pearly white gleaming back at JC.

“21.”

“26.”

Justin raised an eyebrow. “Nice. Well, I’ve got to go, sweets. Got little kids to scare. Nice meeting you.” Justin gave a small wave to Julian who grunted. JC then reached out for him, snagging his arm, twisting him around.

“Yes?” Justin asked, JC’s hand hot on his skin.

“I... Uh, so you go to the field trips... like that?” Since when did JC stammer? Julian kicked his shin and JC shooed him away. Not while he was hitting on the cute queer counselor, Julian.

“Oh no. I tone it down with this fabulous ‘You Care, I Care, We Care’ shirt. Beautiful color. I think it brings out my eyes.” Justin batted his eyelashes and brought the shirt up to his face. JC chuckled.

“I think you’re crazy.”

Justin licked his lips and put a hand on his hip. “And I think you’re gorgeous. What now?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“Where?”

Julian stepped on JC’s toes and JC shot him a warning look, pushing the little boy away again. “Um... you heard of that club... Club Insomnia?”

Justin grinned and then laughed a bit, the bright blue bar slicing through his tongue glinting in the light. “You’re lucky your date just happens to work there. I’m a bartender there.”

“Great then free admission?” JC hinted and Justin smiled, rolling his eyes with a dazzling grin.

“Yeah. And free drinks, you mooch. But I work tonight, so maybe tomorrow night would be cool. You can pick me up at nine and then we’ll ride over there. Cool? Cool.” Justin conversed with himself, not allowing JC to input before he pinched JC’s cheek, calling him a doll and strolling off to the nearest bathroom, JC admiring the switch the young blonde had.

“JC!!”

JC jumped and turned to his nephew, who had steam pouring from his ears, his young face flushed red and his mouth in the saddest pout JC had ever seen.

“You wike him?”

JC sucked in his breath and shrugged.

“But you can’t! Everyone is gonna make fun of me!”

JC tried to come up with something smart; something that would make it easier and then just shrugged again.

“You’re a prick.” Julian sneered and JC frowned. He hated that his eight-year-old nephew knew more curse words than him, none the less used them on him. Then it hit him.

“Hey! He’ll give you free candy now!”

Julian turned around slowly and scrubbed his hairless chin again, weighing out the consequences and smiled.

“Yeah, he wiw. Have sex if you can.” the young boy said before sauntering off with his head held high, his thoughts staying on how many lollipops he was going to get today now that his counselor was dating his uncle.

_______

The club was packed and JC was getting groped; hands, elbows and legs pressing against him as he tried to squeeze through, his hand firmly attached to Justin’s.

The now red head opted for a subtler look tonight, though his purple feather jacket was a bit... out there?

But the nice jean bell-bottoms that fit in just the right places made up for it, and the glittered boots that made him an inch taller. And, noting that Justin had nothing more underneath the hideous jacket, also made up for the piece of clothing, JC’s hands itching to slide against the tan skin.

“Hey!” JC shouted, pulling Justin close as they settled on the middle of the dance floor.

“What?!” Justin yelled back, pressing closer to hear. He giggled in JC’s ear as JC’s arms wrapped around his waist, his arms coming hook around the brunette’s shoulders.

“You look great tonight!” he said and Justin batted his eyelashes that were covered in glitter.

“I guess I could say the same for you.”

JC smiled and started moving, Justin catching on easily, moving his hips to their rhythm. JC advanced closer, his hands slipping beneath the jacket, his fingers sliding against the red head’s tan back.

Justin moved forward, his glossy lips pressing together as his eyes fluttered closer, JC capturing the pair in a world tilting kiss that made his toes curl. Justin angled his head; his tongue slipping from his mouth into JC’s easily as they stopped dancing, JC concentrating on kissing Justin.

When JC pulled back, he licked his lips, strawberry remains on his tongue and he grinned, running his tongue over his teeth. Justin giggled, his face dark in the bright lights of the club.

“Do you believe in love at first sight?” Justin asked, still close in the embrace.

JC grinned and nodded. “Sure.”

Justin laughed. “Good, ‘cause I’m in love.” They started moving again and Justin’s lips glittered in the flashing strobe light. JC wanted another kiss.

“Hey.” Justin stopped him before he got close enough, the younger man rolling his hips suggestively.

“You believe in sex on the first date?”

JC was probably drooling because Justin’s jacket was open and his heated flesh rubbed against his shirt, JC groaned.

“Yes. For you, yes.” he swallowed and Justin grinned, leaning close.

“Then I dare you to suck me off, right here right now.” he whispered loudly into JC’s ear, smiling as he backed away.

But his jaw was soon on the floor as JC bent and licked a nipple, his back arching immediately. His hands went to JC’s shoulders when the brunette licked at his belly button ring, JC’s hand flat against his crotch. Mo< Justin snapped out of it when his zipper was lowered and brought JC up by the shoulders.

“What the hell was that?” he asked and JC shrugged.

“I don’t know. I wouldn’t really do that, but ya know... you’re different I guess.”

Justin smiled, a blush creeping into his cheeks. “In a lot of ways. Come on, sugar, its time to go.” He took JC’s hand again and started to drag JC from the club.

“But we just got here-”

“We’ll have more fun between the sheets, I promise you.” A lewd wink and JC was captured, his groin tingling from the prospects later promised.

______

“Justin!!”

Justin turned around and smiled at Julian, the young boy walking over to him. “What up, sugar?”

Julian raised an eyebrow and Justin laughed. “I mean kid, or whatever the hip slang of kids today is.”

“Where’s JC?”

Justin turned around and started staring at his earlier fixation, JC bending over to tie his boots. “Right there.”

“Are you coming over today?” the young boy asked and Justin shrugged his shoulders.

“I don’t know, is your uncle going over your mom’s home?”

Julian shrugged also and then tapped his foot. Justin nodded and looked around, rolling on the balls of his feet. Julian clasped his hands and tried to whistle, drool slipping down his chin.

“Yuck.” Justin scrunched up his nose and Julian laughed.

“Droowing is coow.”

“Oh no, sweetie. That Prada your uncle is sporting is cool. That new movie with Vin Diesel is cool. Drooling? Drooling is just nasty.”

“You’re nasty.”

Justin folded his arms. “And you’re a fairy.”

Julian grunted and held out his hand. “Just give me the candy.”

Justin smiled and reached in his back pocket. “Here ya go. Sweets for the sweet.”

Julian rolled his eyes and shook his hand, walking over to the group of people on the jungle gym. Justin silently patted himself on the back and waded over to JC, who was now taking a sip of water from the water fountain.

“If you don’t stop bending over like that, I’m just gonna have to show everyone here how to do it from the back. And you’re nephew is too easy to tease.”

“You’re horrible.” JC laughed and spotted his nephew over by the other kids.

“I’m the best!” Justin squealed and JC wrapped an arm around his waist.

“You’re a diva.”

Justin grinned and winked. “Diva, baby.”