Insultingly Rich Male Seeking Nubile Young Boy Toy

"You can drink, I just won't drink with you," he explained. Seeing Cassius a bit less awkward might help him feel less awkward, too. "I wouldn't mind, if you did."

He smiled nervously. He wished he could drink, too. He felt so much better after a few glasses of cheap wine.

He winked, grinning. Jude seemed to be finally enjoying himself.

"I'll let you sneak a sip--no on has to know but you and me.

"So, are you a virgin?" he asked, metaphorically steering their conversation off a cliff and into a fiery ravine.

"Y-yes!" he exclaimed, a tad bit too loud. "I mean...yes, of course."

Actually, Jude was a "born-again" virgin. The kind that basically meant that he'd totally had sex before, but now it was all cool.

"Uhm, so, no thanks to the alcohol," he replied sheepishly.

"You're nervous about losing it?" he asked, waggling his eyebrows. "How adorable! I promise I'll be gentle no matter what--we can take it slow, too. Do you think you'd be willing to try oral?"

He leaned over the table, so he could look at Jude more closely.

"It's really nice, from what I remember--I still have fantasies from time to time. It would be lovely if you could make them a reality, if you know what I mean." He chuckled softly as his cheeks turned red. "Sorry--I'm blathering before I've even had my alcohol."

"I'm celibate!" he reminded him suddenly. "Celibate! So, no sex for me! That includes oral!"

He laughed nervously, playing with his crane.

"Uhm..." He looked away. "Do you like sports?" He was hoping to steer the conversation away from sex again, but he doubted it would work.

Cassius squinted at him, frowning.

"Oral isn't sex! It's certainly not a sport, either.

"I have to say, I don't get it--if you're a virgin, aren't you anxious to just lose it already? I know I was--it took a while, but I got it over with, and look at how I turned out." He laughed again. "Of course, I'm sure a strapping young man like yourself will be far more impressive."

"Oral is most certainly sex!!" He shouted, before remembering they were in a restaurant. Humiliated, he slumped down in his seat. Why couldn't he just act his age once in his life?

"B...besides, I...I'm a reborn again Christian, so..." he replied, looking away. "I technically...am not, exactly, a virgin. But I am in God's eyes, so that's all that matters!"

He carefully glanced at Cassius.

"Oh," said Cassius, blinking.

"...So you've done oral before? And you can have your first time all over again? That sounds like a pretty sweet deal to me. I'd love to my second first time with you." He batted his eyelashes.

"You're just a really sexy, interesting, amazing person--I'm really glad that I met you. I kind of really want to be in a relationship with you, if it's okay. We can even hold off on the sex until it becomes serious."

"No! I'm not allowed to have sex ever again! I've committed myself to the lord!" He insisted. He refused to admit that just because he was a 'virgin' again, didn't mean that he hadn't had lots of sex before.

"C-can we just...eat now, please?" he pleaded nervously. "I...I'd like that."

"When our food gets here," he said, waving a hand. "I'd much rather hear about sexual stuff you've done, or stuff you enjoy--I mean, we could swap stories, but mine are boring." His ears reddened. "I've never done it with anyone as cool as you before.

"S-so, which hand do you jerk off with? I use the left, when I do--feels more like someone else, you know?" He grazed at Jude, beaming expectantly.

"I don't masturbate, how many times do I have to tell you that I'm celibate?" he replied, crossing his arms. "It means no sex. None. Ever.

"And I refuse to talk about whatever acts I've had committed in the past. Those are all behind me now," he replied, flushing red. "A-and I certainly don't want to hear about your acts, either!!"

He frowned, looking thoroughly put out.

"But...you're so sexy. Why do you insist on being such a mystery?" He stared at Jude, confused, until suddenly he brightened again.

"Oh...of course. Are you leading me on? Trying to make me want it? You're doing a splendid job." He chuckled as their food was brought to them. "How about this--I won't ask any more silly sex questions, but you have to spend the night at my place. Will you do it?"

Jude immediately dug in, ignoring the immediate burning sensation in his mouth. It was delicious, but it would hurt much less if he wasn't shoveling it into his mouth.

"C-can't talk, too hungry!" He insisted, smiling behind his tears.

"You coy little thing," he said, surprised by his own flirtatiousness. Ordinarily, he was too shy to shy anything like that except in an internet chatroom, but there was something about Jude.

The waiter brought his wine a minute later; he was very relieved. He tried to look cool as he sipped from his glass, almost spilling some on his shirt. He glanced around at the restaurant's other guests: they all seemed much more relaxed, if not also much cooler. He took a deep breath, reminding himself to think like Bruce Wayne.

"So," he began, taking a bite of his curry; it seared his taste buds and he had to take a rather ungraceful swig of wine a second later. "S-so, Jude, tell me about yourself. Have you been to college? Or is that what I'm for?" He coughed--some of the wine had gone down the wrong tube--but somehow managed to wink. Hopefully the wine would start working soon.

"I mean, I don't mean to offend, but I hear that's why many boys become sugar babies...if that's why, I have no problems paying for your full tuition upfront." It sounded far less cool than he had intended, even if it was honest; he kicked himself inwardly. He had couldn't remember Bruce Wayne as ever coming off as so...needy. It was discouraging to say the least.

"...Uhm, I don't want any money from you, Cassius..." he mumbled, taking more bites of his curry. It was really, really good. He sighed happily. "This is really, really good! Th-thank you for bringing me!"

He smiled, toying with the straw on his drink.

"I already went to college, though..." he replied, smiling nervously. "A while ago, actually...but I graduated."

"You're welcome!" he exclaimed far too eagerly, genuinely overjoyed that Jude was enjoying the meal. Maybe now he would want to put out, or hold hands, or even kiss a little in the car. The mere thought made his heart pound; it was like being a teenager again.

"Maybe we could come here again?" he suggested hopefully, stomaching another bite of curry. It was hot, but he'd eat all the curry in the world for Jude.

"So, what'd you go for college for? And on that note, how old are you? Most sugar babies aren't even out of college, but I don't mind--you're obviously still in your prime. I think I'd like to sleep with you even if you were my age." He made a little "rawr" noise as the wine began to make him feel warm and comfortable.

"You're really quite the catch, Jude--the question is, can I catch you?" He winked; it was far more effective this time, as he wasn't choking on wine.

"I'm twenty...seven." he whispered the last part, looking away.

"Oh, did you...I mean, uhm, by the way, I really do like the curry," he insisted, flushing. "Thanks, really..."

He coughed nervously, looking away. He really was't sure he liked Cassius better once he had been drinking. "Maybe we should get you home before you get too drunk."

Jude tried to smile, but it looked more like a grimace.

"No, no," he insisted, taking another sip, "I have to take you shopping. But tell you what--you should spend the night and take care of me. I'll bring you here again as a reward, and I'll even donate extra to charity." He waggled a brow at Jude, though his cheeks turned red; he couldn't help but be astounded by his own forwardness.

"I want you, so please continue to be my company." He took another bite of his curry, used to the spiciness by now. "Let me buy you lots of things. Are you done eating?"

"What. Why can't we just do that tomorrow?" He asked, panicking slightly. "We'll just bring you home, let you sleep...yes, I like that, let's do that."

He smiled nervously. He just wanted to sneak out when Cassius was asleep, actually.

"Excellent," said Cassius, sitting up and placing two bills on the table. "Let's go paint the town red, Jude--I'll buy you everything you like!" He linked his arm with Jude's and merrily dragged him out of the restaurant.

-x-

"Pick any store," said Cassius, gesturing to the rows of downtown shops surrounding them. The one they were standing in front of happened to be a particularly expensive clothing store.

"What? No!" He insisted. "I don't want to go shopping! Please, I'm tired, can't we just go home and watch TV or something?"

He fiddled with his suit shirt, frowning. "I don't want to shop..."

"But we haven't even been inside any of the 'dirty' stores," he insisted, waggling his brows. "So if you want me to buy you anything you don't have to hide under a mattress, I suggest you choose it now."

He groped Jude's bottom, feeling jolly and warm from the wine. "Come on, now, I don't bite--just let me spend on you."

He screamed the second Cassius touched his butt.

"MOLESTATION!" He shouted, scurrying away from him. "Leave me alone! Never mind, I...I'm not going to do this anymore!!"

Jude backed against the wall, breathing heavily.

Cassius blushed, hanging his head; he immediately felt more ashamed than anything, his sense of invincibility gone.

"I...I'm sorry," he stammered. "This isn't me...I'm just really nervous. I'm so sorry Jude, I'm just really excited." He scatached his head, glancing to the side.

"...I'm really sorry. Come with me into that department store? I have some things I need to buy--I'll only get you things if you want them."

"...are you sure?" he asked sheepishly, suddenly feeling guilty himself. "....okay, sorry..."

He walked over to Cassius.

"Uhm...let's go inside, okay?" He smiled slightly.