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[Lifts bottle of beer to his lips, casting sidelong glance at the man sitting next to him. Stares down at his hands, growing more agitated as he tries to ignore the other patron. He finishes the bottle, calls for another, and takes a drink. Slamming the bottle down hard on the counter, he faces the man on the barstool next to him.]

Yes, I am Colin fucking Farrell! Are you happy now? Do you want an autograph? A fucking picture? Or is the confirmation enough? Because if you don’t mind, I’d like to get back to getting fucking pissed, and I don’t want you staring at me while I do it.

[Drinks, takes drag from cigarette.]

No, everything’s not all right, but I don’t believe that’s any of your fucking business, now is it?

What, famous actors aren’t allowed to have a bad day? I’ll have you know we’re just like anyone else. We have fucking miserable days. We feel anger. We feel disappointment. We feel loneliness. We feel—

[Eyes narrow. Takes another drag.]

What are you smirking at? Oh, yeah, just because I’m Colin Farrell, I can’t be lonely? Yes, I fucked all those women, and could fuck just about everyone in here also. So fucking what?

[Eyes turn down to counter as anger drains, rolls bottle between palms.]

So fucking what.

Women.

The bane of men.

That’s what we’re told, right? That’s what we’re fucking trained to think. Nothing makes us more miserable than women.

I wish.

[Drinks. Glances over.]

Don’t look so surprised. I fuck everything that moves, or haven’t you heard? So why not men?

Though it started with women

But then, doesn’t everything?

[Drinks.]

Yeah, it all started with women. It was simple. Easy. We’d pick up any pretty little thing that crossed our path, show her the fucking time of her life, and then move onto the next one.

[Takes a deep drag off his cigarette.]

We were a team. Drinking, playing, fucking--we did everything together. Everything. Had no idea when we met just exactly what ‘everything’ would one day come to include.

It began innocently enough. A night of drinking at my place, only, at the time we’d usually head out to begin our hunt, we didn’t. We just kept drinking. Soon we were too drunk to leave, and we didn’t particularly want to. Why bother? The room was stocked, there was porn on the telly, what more could a couple of blokes ask for?

[Drinks, finishing the bottle, orders two more. Glances at man.]

Yes, I know. Alcohol fucked me over once before. I should know better now. Does it look like I fucking care?

Cheers.

[Hands over the second bottle to the man and drinks deeply from his own.]

After a while, I noticed that he was staring at me--kind of like you were doing earlier.

Don’t worry, I’m not coming onto you. Just making a simple observation.

He had these brown eyes, you see, and there was something about them that draws you in. You can’t help it. I couldn’t help it.

Course, I was so fucking drunk at the time, I could have been lying face first on the carpet and thought it was my one true love.

But it was his eyes.

[Takes a drag.]

Those fucking brown eyes. I asked him what he wanted, and he just smiled. The cunt smiled. We were both fucking pissed, so I figured there was a punch line I wasn’t getting to a joke he hadn’t told me yet, and that’s why he was smiling.

I kept waiting for the joke, but all he ever gave me was the punch line.

[Drinks.]

Fucker knows how to kiss, I’ll give him that.

I was moaning under him like a cheap whore with a wealthy john before it sunk in that this was my closest mate who had his tongue down my throat. I pushed him away and he laughed. The fucking bastard laughed.

[Takes a drag.]

And then he opened up my trousers.

Not as abrupt as that, but do you really want the details? Well, fuck you. Make up your own fucking details. Fuck, I don’t even have the fucking details. I was barely aware of what was happening even as it happened. The magic fingers that had my body buzzing like a hive of bees kept me so thoroughly distracted that my trousers were around my legs before my head had time to stop spinning.

Still, the things his hands were doing were nothing compared to what his mouth did next.

[Drinks, grinning around the bottle.]

You know, women mean well, they really do, but only a man can truly suck a cock the way it deserves to be sucked. Only a man knows a cock well enough to comprehend all the little touches that can bring it to life and make it fucking scream for mercy. And he knew. Oh, fuck, did he know.

Within mere seconds between his lips, he had my cock not just screaming, but begging, pleading, singing, tap dancing, putting on an entire fucking Broadway musical. He commanded my cock with the precision of control that a general dreams of having over an army. My dick went through boot camp in his mouth and came out saluting.

[Drinks.]

I’d never felt anything like it, and I haven’t since.

But that was just the beginning.

[Inhales, finishing off the cigarette. Stubs it out, immediately lights another one.]

When he was done, I couldn’t fucking move. I didn’t want to move. I was in a state of absolute nirvana. It was heaven. It was utopia. It was bliss.

And it was his turn.

He rolled me onto my stomach and put his magic hands to work. By that time, my body was completely under his control. Every order he gave, my body jumped to obey. I was his puppet, and he was the one with his hand up my ass.

Not his entire hand, mind you. Just a finger to start, then another one, and another.

[Frowns, taking a drag.]

It was strange, at first. Uncomfortable, definitely, but not entirely. . . unwelcome. And then he touched something inside of me that made the fucking world turn fucking white. It was like getting hit by lightning, over and over and over again. God, it was fucking amazing, and when he finally slid inside of me, I only wanted more.

[Takes a drag, inhaling deeply.]

There was pain, of course, but also the lightning. The combination is. . . inexplicable. Wonderfully inexplicable. The burning white hot heat of him filled my body and I never wanted it to stop.

[Inhales.]

Should have known he’d be gone by the time I woke up.

Probably hated me, or hated himself, or maybe he was just too embarrassed to face me. I don’t know. He didn’t bother to say good-bye, so he certainly didn’t fucking bother with an explanation.

[Grinds cigarette into ashtray, rubbing it in long after the flame is cold.]

He filled me so completely. I never really felt whole until I had him inside of me.

I haven’t felt whole since.

[Finishes beer, rises from his barstool, tosses several bills on the counter.]

So that’s my story. Do what you want with it. Keep it to yourself, sell it to the tabloids--I don’t care. Not that they’d believe you, but who knows? If they do buy it, maybe he’ll read it, know I don’t hate him. Because I don’t. I don’t know what I feel. I probably won’t until I see him again.

Like that’s going to happen.

[Walks out of the pub, waving to the bartender as he goes.]

[The man sitting next to the now-empty barstool finishes his beer and rises. He glances at his reflection in the mirror to meet a pair of brown eyes, then follows the other man out of the pub.]

[Completed 10/02/03]
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