What’s this about you ask? Well, all six of my MC’s are at a funfair, having a drink at a local watering hole, pondering the various merits and perils of each of the rides. They’ve been at it a while and they can’t seem to agree on which ride to go on next….
The men seated around the table regarded each other with a jaundiced air. It had been a long day out at Willy’s World of Adventure and the amusement park was beginning to empty. Empty Coke and beer bottles littered the table in front of them while they deliberated their next ‘adventure’.
Matthew sighed in resignation. ” I think we’re about done here. If you chaps can’t decide what you want to do next maybe we should give it a miss and go home.”
Shane blinked at him in dismay. “Matty, don’t be such a damn wet blanket. I for one still want to go on the Doomsday Death Trap ride but everyone’s a wuss and no one wants to come with me.”
Alex grinned and leaned back in his plastic chair. Shane had been harping on about this ride all day. “There is no bloody way you are getting me strapped into that death ride. Haven’t you read the stats on fairground fatalities? I did some research for a book.” He shivered. ” Or watched Final Destination?”
Nick chortled. ” That ride sounds more like your sort of thing, Shane. I confess I can’t see the attraction in falling fifty feet to my death in a metal contraption that looks like it’s seen better days.”
Owen smirked as he leaned forward and took his lover’s hand. “Nick, baby, you seem to like my metal contraptions. ” He winked at Shane who spluttered half of his Coke out of his mouth as he laughed.
Nick flushed. “Owen, keep your damn mouth shut. Hell, I wish I’d never encouraged with the whole sex toy thing. You’re a bloody animal.”
Owen laughed loudly. “But you love it.” He leaned forward and kissed Nick soundly as the other men around the table rolled their eyes.
“I wish I could get Matthew into one of those cock cages, he’d look real fine..” Shane leered at his boyfriend who scowled back at him.
“Shay… ” Matthew’s tone was a warning. Shane pouted but leaned back with a wicked grin.
Sage had been sitting back in apparent amusement listening to his friends’ banter. He sat back, taking his booted feet off the rickety round plastic table and standing up. “I’m not sure of everyone else but I fancy another beer. I think we might be here a while. Alex , honey, do you want anything to drink? Anyone else want anything?”
Alex shook his head. He’d imbibed enough liquid today to sail a ship. “Other than a respite from these idiots, no. I’m okay.” There was a chorus of No’s and head shakes to Sage’s offer. Alex watched Sage as he walked over to the vendor caravan . Some woman approached him with a piece of paper and a pen and Alex smiled. He loved seeing his boyfriend accosted by fans, and being asked to sign autographs. He took great pleasure in knowing the man was all his when they went home at night.
“Earth to Alex. Take that soppy look of your face and come with me on the ride.” Shane made puppy dog eyes at him. “I promise nothing is going to happen.”
Alex shook his head firmly. “Nuh-huh. You’re on your own, sunbeam. Off you go. You can risk your own life.”
Matthew sighed heavily. “Oh for God’s sake. I’ll go with you if it will shut you up.” He stood up as Shane bounced excitedly to his feet.
“I hope your stomach’s settled,” Shane said with a wicked smile. “I’d hate for those hotdogs you are to land all over the unfortunates in front of us. That would definitely not be a Matty thing to do.”
Alex grinned as he watched his two friends walk off in the direction of the ride, Shane tugging Matthew along like an excited child. Sage came back with his beer and lightly caressed Alex’s cheek as he sat down.
“So he managed to talk Matthew into going with him? ” he said with a snort of laughter.
Nick nodded. “Shane can be pretty persuasive. He’s probably promising Matthew the mother of all blowjobs as a reward for going with him right now.”
Sage chuckled. “That wouldn’t surprise me at all.” He took a large swig of his beer.
Nick looked at his boyfriend. “Fancy a ride on the haunted house ride with me again? I quite enjoyed the last time we went on there. I get to kiss you in the dark and maybe this time we can even do a bit more. If I recall, it was a long ride…” He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Owen’s face beamed as he stood up with enthusiasm, extending his hand to Nick.
“Bloody hell, that’s not an offer a man gets every day. Come on then, mister. Let’s see what havoc we can wreak in the Dastardly Dungeon of Horrors.”
Alex and Sage watched as the two lovers crossed the slowly emptying concourse towards the ride. Sage reached over and covered Alex’s hands with his. “It was a pretty good day today, being with friends like this. I had a lot of fun. It’s not often we get time like together, what with film schedules and book deadlines.”
Alex sighed. Life had indeed become much more hectic now that all the drama from the past had settled in but he wouldn’t have it any other way. “I know. But it’s definitely worth the effort.” He caressed Sage’s hand idly with his thumb. “I can’t believe how far we’ve all come.”
Sage stood up. “Come on. I think the Love Boat ride is back at shore and maybe we can go for a last sail before the others get back and we start a debate again on what to do next. Maybe we can get in a little of our own canoodling seeing as how it seems to be the ‘thing of the day’.”
Alex stood up and they clasped hands. He knew neither of them cared what it looked like, two men together and anyone who didn’t like it could go to hell. He was proud to be seen with Sage; he knew it made him stronger. Alex smiled inwardly as they made their way over to the large swan like boats moored on the river ride that promised the ‘romance of the past and the love of the future.’
Together as couples, their little group of friends would be invincible.