He sat in a dark corner of a smoky club. All around him were men and women in various combinations most engaged in some sexual act. This was a very private and very exclusive club not open to just anyone off the street. The members were all very well off and screened rigorously. There was a doctor employed by the club specifically to ensure that all the members were and remained disease free. The idea here was anything goes. There were no rules or restrictions. Anything you could possibly imagine happened here... and probably things you never thought possible.

He was a long time member. In the early years he had come for the excess. He could drink all he wanted, pop all the pills he wanted, and fuck anyone in anyway he could possibly imagine. There weren't many in the club whose bodies he didn't know. He had always been found in the thick of the most exotic thing happening. The other members all joked that if you really wanted a good time just look for Hall and that is where you'd find it. There was more than once when Kevin had dragged him out at the end of the night kicking and screaming that he wasn't finished yet... he hadn't had enough. The others loved it when WCW started calling him Last Call Hall... they had been doing it for years.

These days they called him the Lonely Outsider. It used to be that him and Kevin came together and left together and if they weren't together committing some act of excess then they knew where the other was and whom they were plundering. Tonight... he knew Kevin was in the club... somewhere... but, he had no idea where, with whom, or what he was doing. These days Scott spent more time just sitting in the main room watching people than anything else... although watching was not quite the right word.

He was distant these days. Sobriety had come more from boredom than any other factor. It had come to the point that there wasn't anything left to do. He had grown tired of being the party boy... of being everyone's good time.

He knew Kevin was worried. He hadn't even been to the club in months, but had somehow let Kevin con him into coming... swearing he would find him when he arrived. Of course by the time he got there Kevin had already gone off somewhere and was not to be found.

Upon hearing this he almost left, but then realized that the outside world hadn't held anything any more exciting for him and decided to sit and see if anything interesting came up. He picked up his bottle of water from the bartender and moved to sit in the dark isolated corner of the room watching but not really seeing anything at all.

As he set letting his mind wander he wondered why Kevin had been so insistent on him coming tonight. Kevin rarely pushed him to do anything these days... seeming to be happy not to have to watch Scott so closely thus freeing him to do whatever he pleased without the worry that Scott would hurt himself while Kevin was otherwise unavailable for support.

Kevin promised that there would be someone at the club that he just wouldn't be able to resist. Scott couldn't imagine who that could be. In all the years he had been a member he could only think of one person he had never indulged with... and that would be Raven.

Scott had always kept his eye on Raven, but had never approached the younger man simply because he wanted one thing from him... control. Raven's reputation in the club was legendary... like Scott's was. He would do anything... except give up his control. Raven submitted to no one. He was the master in all things. He was so good at what he did that rarely did anyone object. Scott was the exception.

Over all the years he had been indulging in his own sexual fantasies Scott only allowed himself to be put into a position where he was not in control by one person... that was Kevin. If Scott submitted Kevin had to be in the room with the ultimate control over the situation... period. It was an ironclad rule between the two men that had never and would never be broken.

Feeling someone watching him Scott looked around the room to see the object of his thoughts watching him from the doorway. With the smokiness of the room it was hard to see Raven's exact expression but he could feel the younger man's eyes on him. Scott could feel his body tightening slightly as was normal when Raven was in the vicinity. Physically he was very attracted to the younger man. He hoped that Raven had chosen to wear his hair long instead of the braids he had been sporting. There was something about those long curls of Raven's hair that Scott just couldn't resist.

Raising the water bottle to his mouth Scott took a long slow drink never taking his eyes from the other man. He could barely see Raven lower his hand to flutter it across his own chest and stomach. The action sent Scott's blood boiling even hotter, but with a ruthless will he brought his raging emotions under control. With his foot Scott pushed the chair across from him out from the table silently inviting the young man to join him.

Across the room Raven stood in the doorway looking silently at Scott not really able to see him well. The older Outsider had always fascinated him, but he had always been reluctant to play with him well aware of the Outsider's rule about control. Raven never submitted... it was his own golden rule, but there was a part of him that ached to see what the older man could do to him if given the opportunity without Kevin's interference.

There was a rumor going around the club that they had a new member whom Kevin had immediately taken under his wing and whose identity he insisted on keeping a secret until such time that he was willing to release it. Everyone was a little taken aback by this as identities had never been kept secret before, but Kevin was a long time member whose skills were said to be among the best and the general feeling was that if Kevin wanted something he got it. No one was willing to risk losing his skillful attention.

When Raven had heard this rumor he knew that this would probably be his best opportunity to try the older man without his friend's presence and couldn't resist coming to see Scott. He had been there, as many nights in the last several weeks as his traveling schedule would allow him and until tonight hadn't been able to catch him there. He had been about to give up hope of an encounter when someone called him to let him know the Outsider had shown up alone that evening and was sitting in the main room seemingly unengaged in anything. Raven had no idea where the call came from... he was not familiar with the voice, but didn't question the information.

When Scott pushed a chair out from the table Raven could no longer keep his distance. Stopping at the bar Raven grabbed a bottle of water for himself and a new one for Scott before strolling over to the Outsider's table. Handing Scott his water Raven unscrewed the top off his bottle making a big production of wrapping his lips around the mouth before taking a swig.

He welcomed the coldness of the water hoping it would help to cool his heated blood. The Outsider was looking extremely good that evening. His long curly hair was dyed the normal jet black and pulled back tight into a ponytail at the back of his head.

Having known Scott for a long time from inside and outside the club Raven knew that Scott's bottom half would be encased in skintight denim... most likely black he guessed... with nothing but skin touching his jeans. Only a silken red vest that showed off the mouth-watering hair covering the older man's chest laid on the top half of Scott's body. A line formed by the hair ran down the middle of his chest and stomach leading to regions that Raven was dying to get his hands and mouth on.

Raven knew that Scott had been spending time wrestling in Japan and could tell that all the activity was doing wonders for his physique, as he couldn't remember the last time Scott had looked so tight and trim. There didn't appear to be an ounce of fat on his body and his features looked more relaxed than he could ever remember seeing. He had heard that the older man was doing remarkably well with his time off... but he had never expected this. Raven knew that come hell or high water he would be sampling the Outsider's skills... no matter the price.

As Raven was admiring Scott, he was being openly checked out by him as well. He was happy to see that Raven had indeed worn his hair long and curly... abandoning the braids at least for the evening. The time Raven had spent in the WWF had been good for him, as Scott couldn't remember the last time he looked so trim. His hair was colored a mixture of blonde to red that seemed perfect on Raven.

He was wearing a pair of black leather pants that were snug in all the right areas. He had on a long sleeved see-through black top that exposed his tattoos wonderfully. The black round sunglasses he wore gave him a mysterious look that Raven loved because they allowed him to keep himself exotically distant from those around him despite the intimate surroundings of the club.

Eventually it was Raven who broke the silence that had fallen over the couple.

You look Good Hall.

As do you, Bird Boy.

Japan looks like it has been agreeing with you.

The same can be said for you and the WWF.

Raven nodded his agreement. Deciding it was time to clarify Kevin's location in the club he continued on.

I hear your big buddy has a new little friend. Are they around tonight?

Scott was surprised to hear this, as he wasn't aware Kevin had found himself a new distraction.

Kevin?? I didn't know he had one. We haven't really talked about this place much lately. He conned me into coming tonight, but by the time I got here he was already off somewhere. I haven't seen him all evening.

Raven raised an eyebrow surprised to hear this.

You haven't seen him at all?

Nope.

Does that mean you are free to play?

Scott looked coolly at the younger man. With the sunglasses on he could not see Raven's eyes thus making it hard to tell what was on his mind... which was exactly what Raven had intended.

I am free, but are you sure YOU want to play, Bird Boy? You know The Outsider Rules.

And you don't break those rules, Scotty?

No.

Never?

Not ever for any reason... you've been around long enough you should know that by now. Don't waste my time, BirdBrain.

Despite his calm exterior Scott's pulse was racing. This was his moment of truth. For a split second he considered telling Raven he would do it... that he would submit to him if that is what he wanted. But, that little part of Kevin that never quite left his brain reminded him of the promise he made when they joined the club.

Joining had been his idea and although Kevin had been interested he was reluctant to do so worried that Scott would get himself into something he couldn't handle.

I will agree to this on one condition Scotty.

What's that Big Man?

You have to swear that you will NEVER under any circumstances allow yourself to be dominated unless I am there either participating or watching. I won't risk your health and safety for a fuck. I need you too much.

Kev, I am a big boy... I don't need you to wipe my ass every time I wanna have something stuck in it.

Scotty I love you to death but you are the easiest person I know to talk into something... I am not risking us for sex. This isn't up for discussion. Either you agree or we don't join.

Fine, then I'll do it alone!

Do that and I walk little man.

To this day the thought of Kevin walking out of his life sent him into such a panic there was little to no thought involved. He knew that if Kevin said those words that he was serious enough to follow through with them.

Ok, Big Man, I promise. No submitting unless you are there.

Sensing there was a slight waiver in the older man Raven got up and moved to stand next to him.

You sure Hall? You don't seem to be.

Raven raised a hand to stroke the older man's head. Inhaling deeply Raven breathed in Scott's scent before lowering his head to run a cheek over Scotty's hair.

It could be out of this world, Scotty.

Scott lifted a hand and grabbing Raven's hair pulled his face from the top of his head.

Bird Boy, I fuck the best in the world on a regular basis. I don't need to try you to know you can't compete with Nash. You know the rules. Either you submit or you walk. It is that simple.

Raven looked at Scott silently cheering. Excitement was coursing through his veins and he had to concentrate to keep the enthusiasm from his voice.

Tell you what Outsider.... Let's make this interesting.

Releasing Raven's hair, Scott turned his head to look calmly at the younger man intrigued at what the young man had in mind.

You want me to submit? Make me.

Scott looked at the young man slightly stunned. He never really believed that Raven would willingly submit for him... but forcing him... The idea had many possibilities depending on how hard a fight Raven was going to put up.

I don't do rape, BirdBrain.

No rape old man... I'm just not going to make it easy for you. I ain't one of your and Nash's pretty little bitches. You want me to submit for you then you're gonna have to work for it.

Scott looked at Raven quietly the corner of his mouth fighting to turn up into a smile and a hard gleam entering his eye.

Oh never fear, baby, if I want you to submit you WILL do it. And if I wanna make you my BITCH then you will be one.

Standing up Scotty stood closely speaking quietly so that Raven was the only one that could hear him.

If I decide I wanna put you in a pretty little dress with heels and make up and have you wait on my every need you will do that to.

You will have no choices here. You're opportunity was gone the second you slinked up to this table.

The only question here is do you have the balls to play the game?

I have been with Nash a long time baby and he has taught me everything he knows... and let me tell you.

Your ass....

Is all mine!

With that Scott moved around Raven and without pausing to see if he was following walked out of the room heading towards the private area he shared with Kevin to play their games.

Smiling Raven followed quietly.... It looked like this evening was going to be one hell of a ride.


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