Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyers.

Warning: Contains swear words, adult content, adult related themes, sexual relationship between two men: SLASH. If this is not for you, please don't read.

Edward checked his reflection in the bathroom mirror of his hotel room. He was mortified. "I look awful. I can't go out looking like this! Bella, I feel like I look a total mess right now," he exclaimed. He had always been meticulous about his clothes and always dressed to impress and to achieve ultimate success…in whatever he was doing. If he didn't feel comfortable in his own clothes, he couldn't function.

"Don't be silly Edward, you look hot," Bella told him from the other room. He groaned and checked his reflection again. He'd decided to dress semi-casual with a blend of funkiness. Going to the clubs was all about being seen and having fun, so he'd decided to suit up his trendiest apparel so he could make a surprising first impression on whomever tonight. Unfortunately, he was not happy with what he was seeing in the mirror.

His black, J. Crew Ludlow velvet blazer was tailored to fit his frame, accentuating his tight chest and biceps. It definitely showed off all of the hard work he put into maintaining his body. He'd teamed it with a crisp white cotton shirt for an accomplished textural contrast, and those two-hundred and thirty dollar slim-fit jeans would definitely give the misters an eye full of his ass. Being gay definitely had its perks. He smiled a little at that thought. For an added bonus to his ego and personal comfort, he'd chosen his Maison Martin Margiela Oxfords for a night on the dance floor. Edward turned to the side skeptically, the outfit screamed "KA-POW," but that didn't make him feel any more comfortable in it.

"We need to do something with that wild hair you got going on there. Now you talk about looking a hot mess; those bronze, silky locks are looking quite contrary little Mary." Bella chirped happily ignoring her friend's discomfort. Edward started to protest but Bella held up her hand to stop him. "I'm not even trying to hear all of that. You promised me Edward Anthony Cullen! You said you would not try to duck out of this! You freaked out after an hour yesterday and backed out. I let that one slide, but tonight is the last night we have in New York. You are not whining your way out of this night. We are going out on the town and that's final!" She grabbed Edward by his Rolex clad wrist, and sat him down on the mirror stool so she could gel his hair. Edward frowned as he knew he'd lost this battle. He was already miserable. He knew he should have never agreed to this, but he knew why. Bella had been his best friend since he could remember and somehow his friend always managed to have her way with him. He was putty in her hands, and she could always get him to do what she wanted him to.

At the age of twenty-three, he pretty much lived an isolated life, and Bella was determined to pull him out of it. "If you keep going like this Edward you're going to end up old and lonely, eating fish sticks every day while watching the news and Jeopardy," she'd warned. On his birthday, she'd decided right then that life as he knew it would no longer suffice. He was ready for a change.

Edward simply rolled his eyes. "Don't you think you're exaggerating just a little Bella," He asked and she shook her head in denial.

"No I am not Edward; your last boyfriend was nearly five years ago! I don't mean any harm but you are so prudish at times. You need some loving...STAT!" Edward shrugged in reply, he didn't really mind the way his life was. Okay, so he got lonely from time to time. Who didn't? Bella was just making a big deal out of nothing as always.

He had to admit though that he wouldn't mind to have a bit of romance, but he wasn't about to change himself all around just for a man to notice him. "Edward if you don't drink water, you die. If you want someone special in your life, you have got to drink from the fountain of sacrifice. So that means you have to work for what you want, and go for the gusto. In other words, if you want a guy you're going to have to do something to attract one, Edward!" Bella smiled mischievously at him.

"Men aren't objects Bella, and if being myself isn't enough for them then they don't deserve to have me," Edward replied to his friend. "Besides, having a man isn't everything!"

Bella grimaced and then the mischievous smile came back to her lips. "Of course not," she admitted. "But they sure make life much more fun!"

It had been Bella's idea to take a short vacation to New York. He knew she always had these wild and crazy ideas, but he'd figured what the hell? He wasn't doing anything, so he might as well blow off in the big city. Besides they had been talking about having a fun weekend for the longest time. "It'll be so cool to hang out together; you can let your hair down and go buck wild! When and IF…I said IF…you come back to no man's land, no one will ever know you let your inner party animal escape for a few days, and shook your romp 'till it was unshakeable. You can resume your life of boredom with just memories of the hot time you had in the Big Apple. You do that so well anyway. You know, blend in like a fly on the wall. Don't worry. Let's just go have a great time!" Bella had told him. The idea of it did sound kind of exciting. Stepping out of the routine and forgetting about being shy, nice, and worrying what other people thought about him. So here he was sitting in his hotel in New York while his best girlfriend styled his hair.

Once he'd made the decision to go with Bella to New York, Edward did let his hair down. He and Bella laughed the entire flight, and bonded over music, gossip, and just about everything else. He loved his friend and he was happy to have her in his life.

They went out the first night they arrived in New York. Of course, Bella had chosen a trendy night club that catered to everyone, meaning straight, lesbian, gay, you name it. Edward didn't like it at all. It was too dark and smoky and the electronic music sounded like something long lost from the eighties. The place in general just made him feel anxious and self-conscious, plus the guys just wanted to dance with Bella. They didn't even look at him; he was invisible! Edward had been secretly happy about that. He had not been in the mood to be picked up and wanted to be left the hell alone.

This afternoon they toured the city, and while they were out, they got the scoop on the best clubs to visit. Everyone was raving about this club called Eclipse, mostly saying it was number one on their lists. Edward did an internet search for information on the club, and when Bella saw it, she went crazy. She promised him that tonight would be different. Edward was doubtful and dreaded clubbing with Bella again. He had a sneaky suspicion that it was going to be a replica of last night. He did not want to experience that nightmare again.

"Edward, now I can say you have the hottest hair on this side of the US," Bella interrupted Edward from his thoughts. "Those guys are going to be all over that little bubble butt of yours. I'm not trying to go to jail in New York, so don't get into any fights trying to get them off of you." She joked. "You are sizzling!" She made a sizzling noise and yanked her hips from side to side. "Baby got swag!"

"Bella, you're nuts. One pill away from the nut house!" Edward told her as she examined herself in the mirror. She had nothing to worry about in the looks department. Even though he was not sexually attracted to her, he'd always thought she was stunning, and if he was straight she'd be his girl.

She laughed. "I know." She winked devilishly. "Tonight you're Edward the tiger! We are going to pa-tay!"

"Mmm," Edward said with a pessimistic tone. Bella pushed him out the door of his room. "I don't think they allow wild animals in these clubs, Bella."

She rolled her eyes. "Oh, I'm sure they get the wildest ones at Eclipse." She winked again. "Maybe one will come bite you or something." He just shook my head and followed her outside.

Eclipse was much more comfortable than Twilight had been. Edward had sworn by the gods that Twilight had to be the worst piece of crap ever built in that city. Steyer's Architectural Design should have been shot for that one. During his internet search, he'd discovered that Eclipse was owned by the same person who own Twilight, Claire de Lune a piano bar, and Break which attracted mostly college students. Eclipse was predominately for gay and lesbian people, but the website invited everyone. He was sure Bella chose this one mostly for his benefit, and was glad she had. It wasn't smoky, had good lighting and Edward loved the upbeat music. The place was a bit crowded, but not to the point that it made him feel like he was stuffed in an olive.

"Now let's get you some liquor, Tiger! It will help get that wad out of your boxers" She put her hand to her lips mockingly as if she had just misspoken something. "Oh wait…you're not wearing any boxers!" He rolled his eyes. She knew he wasn't going commando tonight. She was being an evil little… "But still! You need to loosen up!" Bella said as they made their way to the bar and Edward smiled shaking his head slightly.

"You trying to get me wasted, Bella?" Edward asked.

"That's the idea." Bella nodded.

"Oh, no Bella. I don't trust you when I drink."

"And why is that?" She asked.

"Because you drink, and when you drink, you stink. How are you going to watch my back if you're pissy drunk?" He knew his friend quite well.

After a couple of drinks Edward started to feel buzzed and a little light headed but Bella kept handing him more so he kept drinking them. He had lost count after he drank the fourth shot glass but he knew he had drunk more.

"I want to dance, Tiger. We may not get you a boy toy, but tonight we are going to have fun," Bella let out a loud "WHOO WHO" and pulled him onto the dance floor. Edward had never been a dancer, so he decided to follow Bella's lead. He felt silly and awkward but once the last drinks kicked in Edward no longer cared and actually started to have a lot of fun.

"Mind if we cut in?" a deep voice asked from behind after they had been dancing a while. They turned to see two of the hottest guys Edward had ever laid his eyes on. Bella smiled as she salivated over both them, looking them up and down like they were something to eat.

"What do you say, Tiger? Should we let them check in or out?" Bella asked him and he blushed.

Most of his shyness was drowned in the alcohol. He suddenly felt a little bold, and gave her his best seductive smile as he too admired them. If they didn't know before, the guys knew right then that he was gay. The one on the right was eyeing Bella. He was a tall, muscular brunette and very well dressed. The other was about the same height, build, and impressively dressed but had chin length honey blonde hair and dazzling blue eyes. Edward instantly interpreted the bold message the guy was sending to him. He too was firmly out of the closet…and was so damn sexy.

"There's room in this hotel for two more check-ins," Edward answered with confidence he wouldn't have been able to find if he was sober. By the tone of his voice, one would think that he always had gorgeous guys coming up to him asking to dance.

Edward took the hand the blonde held out for him and followed him to the dance floor. This guy was hot, and sexy as hell. Edward felt himself growing very uncomfortable in his form fitting jeans and silently wished he had gone commando. His buzz was beginning to wear off allowing the feeling of insecurity start to creep back into him. He felt nervous and remembered that he couldn't dance. He was about to make himself look plain stupid on that dance floor. What the hell was he thinking?

The DJ began playing a slow song, and he found himself quite comfortable in the arms of this blonde god. A stranger he was, but Edward felt at ease with his closeness. As they danced slowly, he was amazed that he was dancing in harmony with his new, but very temporary, interest. It was as if he'd taken dance lessons or something. When the song was finished he smiled at him and stepped away from him. He was sure he was going to leave him there and go find his friend or something, or maybe even start dancing with someone else. To his surprise, the DJ started another son and he pulled Edward closer to him. Edward smiled at him and instantly melted into his liquid blue eyes. He was definitely intrigued by this man.

"Hey, Tiger," The song ended and Edward was pulled from his fantasies by Bella's voice. Edward silently cursed and forced himself to look at his friend. The man was still looking at him, apparently making sweet love to his body with his eyes. Edward had spent the entire song and dance gazing into his beautiful eyes. Those damn eyes made him want to lose his control right then and there.

He tried to snap out of his trance because he didn't want the guy freaking out and thinking he was some kind of loser or desperate little punk. He gave Bella his undivided attention and ignored the butterflies in his stomach. What in the hell was going on with him? Why was he feeling like this? And what did Bella want? Talk about fucked up timing!

"Why don't you two join us for more drinks at the bar?" Bella told him winking at him then she led the guy she was dancing over to the bar.

"That sounds like an excellent idea," the man smiled, displaying his perfect white teeth. Who was this man? Edward blushed and laughed nervously.

"Yeah," he said and made his way towards his friend.

"Here you go Tiger. Drink up!" Bella gave him a small shot glass. He really didn't like the taste of Jager Bombs, but now that his head was clearing he could feel his insecurities coming back with strength and the desire to run was getting stronger. Edward was having fun before and didn't want it to end just yet.

"Thanks," Edward grinned.

Bella tilted her head back then downed her shot glass and Edward followed suit. It burned all the way down. He coughed and Bella handed him another. Soon she was swept back onto the dance floor by her partner, leaving Edward alone with the blonde vision before him.

"For a tiger you don't seem to be that much of a drinker," he whispered in his ear, causing him to shiver. His breath was like fire against his skin. WOW! That was all his brain could form into words, as there was no words to describe what this stranger was doing to him…or making his body do. The warmth of the liquor only added a scorching sensation to the blaze he had already started. He downed the shot glass he was holding and took one more just in case those butterflies made him want to finally bolt for the door.

"I make it up in other things," Whoa! Where had that come from? What in the hell was in those drinks? He couldn't believe he'd just said that. He gave the guy a naughty smile, surprised by his unusual boldness. Blue eyes returned it and Edward felt his stomach tighten while his heart raced.

"Oh really and what things would that be exactly?" he asked moving even more closely to him. Edward's heart almost leapt out of his tight chest. He was so turned on by this man, and was almost embarrassed to secretly acknowledge his now painful predicament.

"There's no victory in spoiling a man's secret, most private confessions," Edward replied cockily, yet still somewhat shyly. He blushed redder. I can't believe this is happening! Am I really sitting here hitting on this guy, a complete stranger, like this? He asked himself silently. He'd never been his direct with anyone. His arms wrapped around Edward's waist eliminating all space between them.

"Certainly not," There was lust those blue gems of his.

WOW! Edward thought to himself again. Just WOW!

There was no mistaking that the man was attracted to him. He was staring into Edward's eyes, gently stroking his hips at his sides with his thumbs. Edward stopped breathing when he lowered his face closer to his. His lips were about to touch his when fear punched him in the gut. He couldn't do it. He backed away, not believing that this man almost kissed him with those decadent, sultry lips of his. This was one sexy mother—and he almost kissed me! Edward thought panting for breath. What was even scarier was the fact that Edward wanted that kiss. He looked back up at him and saw that he was still looking at him intently and he felt a little embarrassed by acting so cowardly and pulling away like that. He was a grown ass man for god sake! Man up! He scolded himself.

"Let's dance," Edward hoped he hadn't insulted the man. He simply nodded his agreement, not taking his eyes off of him. He took his hand and led him back on the dance floor. He pulled Edward's hips to his so that they were flushed against each other. Edward was embarrassed by the thought that surely this guy felt his predicament. Edward certainly felt his. He held his head down a little so Blondie couldn't see him smirking. He head swelled knowing that he was having this effect on another man. A man who wanted him!

They were much closer than they had been before and Edward's whole body responded to his closeness. He fell in perfect rhythm once more with him and the man's hands began to move slowly along the sides of his hips. Edward blushed once more at his a penetrating gaze and gave him a bashful little smile when he smiled at him. Edward noticed that he wasn't the only one who had goose bumps when he looked down at the man's arms. Shivers ran across him as one of his strong hands slowly moved along Edward's back to rest between his shoulder blades.

They had been dancing for some time when Edward felt his stomach twist upon itself as the man leaned in for a kiss. This time he didn't pull back. WOW! He thought yet again as he stopped with his lips closely next to Edward's as if allowing him the chance to back out again. Edward desperately wanted that kiss. He desperately wanted to forget time and space in the arms of this unnaturally beautiful human standing before him. When he didn't pull away he closed the distance between them giving him a soft yet intense kiss.

Edward melted as he kissed him in return and couldn't resist pressing harder against him. He felt a strong desire build up in him that he had never felt before. He surprised himself once more by allowing him access to his mouth without him needing to ask. His hands pressed against him pulling him as close as possible as he explored Edward's mouth with passion. Edward moaned softly against his mouth, both men painfully aware of what this was doing to them.

When the kiss ended Edward was breathless and lightheaded. He looked up at him surprised by the look of lust upon his face. He gave Edward a small sexy smile causing him to blush again. They danced for a little while longer when he lowered towards Edward's ear. "Want to go somewhere more private, Tiger," he whispered huskily causing him to shiver again. Did he just seriously ask him that? He really wanted to sleep with him? His stomach was doing flips as Edward nervously chewed his bottom lip not sure what to say. Normally he would never do such a thing and he didn't even know his name, but tonight was not about what he would normally do.

"I would love to," he told him, hoping the effects of the alcohol would last out the night. He smiled as if he had just won the lottery then led Edward out of the night club. He held Edward, ignoring hateful stares and ignorant insults that people slurred to them as they passed by. Edward was fastened tightly in front of him as he hailed a cab making him feel as if he was something precious. He bent down trailing kisses down his neck and he shivered with delight and anticipation as his heart continued to race at high speed. No man he had ever met or known had done this to him before. He opened the door for him once the cab had stopped and he smiled brightly; that was another thing no man had done for him before.

Once they were in the cab he gave the cab driver an address and pulled Edward close to him. He earned a moan when he caressed Edward through his jeans. He cupped his face with his hand lowering his face towards Edward's to give him another kiss that didn't end till they reached their destination. He paid the driver and he tried not to ignore the sly smile the cab driver gave them. He couldn't believe what he was about to do. He, Edward Cullen, was going to sleep with a guy he just met, a guy whose name he didn't even know.

He wrapped his arm around Edward's waist and the other took his hand softly as he guided Edward into the hotel. He smiled a tiny smile as he glared at the bell boy when he approached them and asked if they needed anything. He must be as drunk as I am, Edward thought giddily. No man had ever acted this way around him. Edward's smile grew when he noticed he always had at least one hand around him even when he had to open the door to his room.

As soon as the door to the hotel room was closed he pinned Edward against the wall with his body forcefully but not hurting him. "Now where did we leave off?" He asked gruffly and Edward smiled with a hint of nervousness. Another lustful look passed through his face just before he kissed Edward again and he wrapped his arms around the blonde's neck pulling himself closer towards him. He reached down and grabbing him and pulling him up till he could wrap Edward's legs around his waist as he tangled his fingers into his silky blonde hair.

"You're so beautiful." He managed. Edward smiled and blushed at his compliment. "So sexy when you blush for me like that." His voice was dripping with lust. "Mmm…I want you. I've never wanted someone so badly in my life."

He let a low long moan and wrapped his arms around Edward pulling him from the wall and towards the bed. Edward felt his blood boil as he laid him softly on the bed and trailed kisses down his neck once more. "You're incredible Tiger," he told him as his hands explored his body. He reached for the button of Edward's expensive jeans and then unzipped them. Another blush broke across Edward's cheeks just before he kissed him again.

Edward moaned when he slowly pushed his hands inside his jeans, caressing his most intimate parts. "Ahh..mm.." He whined in sheer pleasure.

"You like that, baby?" Edward nodded. "Good, because I'm going to make you fly."

Edward stretched as he woke the next morning. He felt more rested and relaxed than he had felt in a long time despite the raging headache assaulting him. He slowly opened one eye but closed it quickly as the rays of sunlight were like knives stabbing at his brain. He groaned quietly burying his head in his pillow when a hand that wasn't his brushed his thigh.

Edward turned to see the man lying beside him. A small smile broke across his lips as he remembered what happened the night before. He was even sexier while he was asleep. Edward blushed, embarrassed and not believing he had done all that even if it was the most incredible night he had ever had in his life.

The sudden urge to repeat it all washed over him but he turned back around with care trying not to wake him. He looked at the clock on the night stand near him and he jumped out of the bed. His plane leaves in two hours! Edward cringed as he heard the man groan. He rolled over still asleep and he let out a sigh of relief.

As much as he wanted to enjoy the pleasures of his kisses again he was pretty sure blue eyes wouldn't feel the same now that he was sober. Edward had always heard of the beer goggle effect and didn't want to ruin his experience with the man's look of rejection once he saw him. So he decided for the cowardly way out, dressing as quick as he could then running for the door before he could have the chance to wake up and reject him.

A half hour later Edward entered in his hotel room in a rush and Bella gave him a stern look. "Finally, gosh I was starting to think you planned on staying here," she scolded and Edward blushed for the millionth time that weekend. Edward dashed over to the dresser and ripping open the drawers and began throwing his clothes into his old brown suitcase. Bella stood there with her eyebrows raised and foot tapping. "Well," she asked not being able to keep quiet any longer. Edward smiled and decided to play dumb.

"Well what? I am afraid I don't know what you are talking about," He replied with a mocked look of confusion on his face as he finishing emptying the dresser.

"Edward Anthony Cullen, You know perfectly well what I am talking about. You spend the night with a cute guy which you just met last night, and are playing dumb with me! Spill the beans man!" Edward giggled as if he was a giddy teenager while attempting to zip of up his over full suitcase.

"It was awesome Bella; I can't believe it really happened," he confessed with a dreamy look in his eyes. Bella gave him an "I told you so" look and waited.

Edward released a playful sigh and hugged his friend. "Okay, you were right. This was a good idea."

A/N: Well I think the boys had a great time. Sorry lemon was subtle. I wanted to build your imagination for future encounters…I still say Edward should have said bye…but he has self-esteem issues and he's shy too. Either way, I don't think I could have casual sex with someone I didn't know, but I like Edward for being brake and going outside of the box. Even if the alcohol did help take the edge off.

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