Page 3 of Drag Me Up

Jax:

Guys from work. Few friends u don’t know.

My little bro and a couple of his guys.

LMB:

Where?

Jax:

Pegasus

I hadn’t been drinking in Pittsburgh since I was fresh out of undergrad so I look up the bar. It’s not one I am familiar with. The search results show me that this Pegasus is a gay club. Sorry, LGBTQ friendly establishment. I am almost painfully straight, much to a few of my students’ dismay up in Boston, so I wonder why the fuck my friend is inviting me out to such a place. Last I knew, Jackson only dated women.

LMB:

Not sure that’s my place.

I can’t exactly pinpoint why I don’t feel comfortable going to a place like that. I don’t have an issue withpeople who identify as members of that community, but I also don’t feel likeIbelong in their spaces. Being an ally doesn’t mean I get to infiltrate their safe spaces. As an educator, I need to make sure I keep my image clean so that I can be where I need to be to make the most impact. And I really don’t want to be seen as being dismissive or being intrusive by going there when I am a straight white guy.

Jax:

It’s a decent club.

$$ drinks on Friday nights.

U need drinks n ur cock hoovered

LMB:

Pretty sure my cock needs a pussy to be up for sucking

Jax:

a mouth is a mouth. U coming or not? At least come get fucked up if u don’t wanna get fucked.

Looking at my computer screen, I realize that it’s nine o’clock and there’s nothing that will change on the listings before Monday morning. Getting a few drinks couldn’t hurt, and at least I won’t have to worry about falling for anyone atthisbar. I am already regretting sending the text about “pussy” to my friend. It’s just so easy to fall back into how we were as kids when I’m hanging out with Jackson.

LMB:

If I’m getting fucked up you need to come get me

Jax:

cya in 15

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ERIC

Prowling for cock is easier when my emotions are under control. I know I shouldn’t take my meds with alcohol, but I just want to forget everything. I want to drown in alcohol, drugs, and dick – preferably one attached to a rich and handsome prince who will take me away from everything to spoil me and pamper me and make me his queen.

How I wish I had the ability to manifest my imaginations into reality. My imagination is probably the only part of my brain thatdoesn’tmalfunction.

Little faggot wants to choke on my cock.

See? He’s gagging for it…

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