Another con, another job for Eliot's muscles. However, this wasn't what Nate had in mind when someone mentioned Eliot in a cage...
Something In Your Mouth by Nickleback blared over the speakers, and there on the stage with every inch of exposed flesh oiled and glistening was Eliot. The cage was just high enough that nobody could reach in, the bars just wide enough that everyone wanted to. His hips switched and gyrated, his hands gripped the bars and danced with the cold metal.
The tiny leather boy shorts really didn't hide much, but that was the point after all.
Their eyes locked and Eliot actually smirked at Nathan, then hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the shorts and pulled down the front just enough so Nathan could see smooth freshly shaven skin...
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Date: 2009-01-31 12:59 am (UTC)Something In Your Mouth by Nickleback blared over the speakers, and there on the stage with every inch of exposed flesh oiled and glistening was Eliot. The cage was just high enough that nobody could reach in, the bars just wide enough that everyone wanted to. His hips switched and gyrated, his hands gripped the bars and danced with the cold metal.
The tiny leather boy shorts really didn't hide much, but that was the point after all.
Their eyes locked and Eliot actually smirked at Nathan, then hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the shorts and pulled down the front just enough so Nathan could see smooth freshly shaven skin...
Nathan couldn't help but hate that fucking cage.