After the fourth or fifth hard drink, Yibo was drunk enough to gather all his courage and approach Zhan about something that had been bothering him for a while. He turned to Zhan, tapped him on the collarbone with his index finger, and said, "You know what Xiao Zhan?"

"What?"

"I have to tell you something honestly right now. I'm so drunk right now that I don't even care if I embarrass myself or not."

"Is that what you wanted to say?"

"What?"

"Well that you don't care if you embarrass yourself or not."

"Oh, I see. No. I was going to tell you something else. Can I?"

"Sure, go ahead and speak."

"You're a great and rich businessman."

"Yeah."

"And you're really really gorgeous-looking, too."

"Okay, thanks."

"So I can't understand why you have to use escorts."

"I don't have to, I want to."

"Yes. But why?"

"Because I don't have a relationship and it's nicer when you don't go out alone?"

"Why don't you have a relationship? Surely there are millions of cute guys who would throw themselves at you."

"That may be so. But they'd only be interested in my money. And I'm not in the mood for that. And besides, I'm not interested in steady relationships."

"Why not?"

"Because I don't feel like it. Look. I'm at work all day, and after work I often go out with business partners. So I would hardly have time for a relationship."

"And what about love?"

"What about it?"

"Well, everyone needs love, don't they?"

"My parents love me. My siblings love me. And that's all I need right now."

"Hmph, but that's not the same. So the love of the family. I'm talking love for a partner. Someone you spend time with when you're not working. Or who takes you out to clubs and bars."

"I already know what you're getting at. But I'm not interested in that kind of thing."

"Why? Because you can buy everything you need with money? So that includes sex?"

"Yes."

"You know Zhan, I'm going to be honest about this. When you first made me this immoral offer and first offered me 1 million yuan, I just thought, shit, my ass is worth more. And then right after that came your offer of 5 million yuan and I thought, shit, my ass is awesome but it's not worth that much now."

"It wasn't just about your ass, was it?"

"Yeah sure it was. You wanted my virgin ass. And hey, 5 million was pretty tempting."

"I would have given you more, too, if you'd asked for it."

"Oh yeah?"

"Sure."

"And how much would it have been worth to you to get me and my ass in bed?"

"I don't know. What do you think is a fair price?"

"Well, let's see. After I turned down your offer three times and I kept having arguments with my lying girlfriend, there were moments when I thought for 10 million he could have had and demanded everything from me."

"Hahaha, only 10 million yes?"

"Hey, that's a good price for someone like me. Look at me. I'm cute and handsome. I take very good care of myself. I take care of my body. And most importantly, I've never been in bed with a guy before. So 5 million + another 5 million for never having had a dick in my ass."

"You really talk dirty when you're drunk."

"Today I'm not your escort and I can talk freely."

"That's good. It'll give me a chance to get to know you from a different side."

"Mn. But I'm not always like that."

"That's what I thought Yibo. Tell me, what would you do with 10 million yuan?"

"I would pay off my parents' debts. Quit my job and enroll in a professional dance school. Money wouldn't be one of my worries, at least for now."

"Why hadn't you applied for a student loan to fulfill your dream?"

"Why? How was I supposed to pay that off? I can barely make my living as it is. And then I'm supposed to pay off an expensive student loan, too?"

"Then why don't you charge higher prices for an evening with you? You're well worth it."

"Because then my clients will get a cheaper escort. I don't have rich women among my clients. And you have me, after all..."

"Yeah, I know."

"Ah I was so disappointed in myself and mad at myself. You probably don't believe me."

"Because of the money you couldn't earn from me now?"

"No! Because I was so unprofessional and disappointed you."

"Yibo..."

"No honestly. I know I messed up. I could understand you too."

"Well, I was pretty hard on you too."

"You were right."

"Now stop it Yibo. I thought we were going to have fun?"

"We are. Want to go dancing?"

"Sure." Replied Xiao Zhan.

The two danced for a while, drank some more, laughed, talked, had fun, danced again and paused again to drink. And Zhan had to go to the bathroom first. And because Yibo wondered after a few minutes if Zhan was okay, since he wasn't back yet, he went to see where Zhan was.

Yibo entered the aisle to the restrooms, the music there sounded only very muffled and there was only a dim light. He saw Zhan standing about in the middle of the aisle and walked up to him. "Are you all right?" Yibo wanted to know.

"Sure. I was just checking my messages."

"At this hour?"

"Mn. My business partners are spread around the world. Some of them are up quite a while now."

"I understand. But hey Zhan?"

"Mn?"

"Can you not think about your work right now? Where's the fun in that?"

"You're right."

Yibo stood next to Zhan with his back against the wall and looked at Zhan's outfit. "Man, you're always dressed perfectly for all occasions. How do you do that? You're wearing a suit and yet you fit perfectly in this club."

"Mhhh, I guess I have a good fashion advisor."

"That will be it. But you know what doesn't fit here tonight?"

"What?"

"Your tie. It's too much."

"Well, I think it's just fine."

"For what?"

"For a lot of things."

"Tell me an example Zhan."

"Well, if you fall, you can hold on to it."

"I'm not falling." Replied Yibo. Zhan stood sideways to him against the wall and Yibo looked at him more closely. He had often looked at the businessman's face and secretly admired it. But that night, something seemed different. He felt that Xiao Zhan seemed somehow more attractive than usual. Or was that just the alcohol talking? "Hey Zhan?"

"Yeah?"

"Why did you book that escort guy? I saw him and he wasn't even half as attractive as me."

"I don't know. Maybe I liked him anyway?"

"How could you have liked him? I'm a hundred, no a thousand times better looking than he is."

"Are you jealous?"

"No. I'm just stating what is a fact."

"Well, the fact is. You're right. You're a million times better looking, of course."

"Haha, exactly! A million times better."

"But..."

"No, no. Don't mess this up now Zhan."

"Alright. Um, what are you doing with my tie, anyway?"

"I don't know? Holding onto it?"

"But you're standing with your back against the wall."

"So what?"

"What are you up to Yibo?"

"Nothing."

"Be honest. What do you want right now?"

"Me, nothing."

"Yibo, I can tell you have ulterior motives. So what are they?"

"I'm not saying."

"Why not?"

"It's embarrassing."

"What's embarrassing? Didn't you say because you're drunk, you're not embarrassed?"

"Yes."

"So? What is it?"

"I..."

"Yeah?"

"I, well, I want..."

"Come on, tell me, Yibo. I won't bite you."

"I want to know how it feels to be kissed by you?"

"What?"

"I just want to know."

"And what do you want me to do now?"

"Kiss me Zhan!"

"That's not a good idea. You're drunk. So am I. And I don't want you to say afterwards that I took advantage of your condition."

"I won't."

"No Yibo. You said yourself you don't do that kind of thing. You don't like men. You love your girlfriend. You're faithful to her."

"Screw her and screw everything else."

"Yibo, you say that now and later you regret it."

"Sure I won't."

"Yes, you will."

"Zhan. I really want you to kiss me. I want to feel what it feels like to be kissed by a man at least once."

"There are lots of men out there."

"But they're not you."

"There's nothing special about me."

"Yes, there is. You're special."

"Because of my money?"

"No. Because even after four months, you know me better than my...oh screw her...you know me better than a lot of people closer to me than you."

"Well, in my job, knowing people is beneficial."

"Zhan?"

"Yes?"

"Can you kiss me please? I even say please."

"Do you really want to?"

"Yes."

"Then look at me." Yibo raised his head and first looked into Zhan's eyes, then slowly let his gaze wander to Zhan's lips. He was still holding onto Zhan's tie and could just think about wanting that kiss. Actually, he didn't even know why he wanted it so suddenly. He just knew he wanted Zhan to kiss him.

Zhan carefully put his hand on Yibo's cheek and caressed it with his thumb. Yibo felt his cheeks redden. His heart was racing with excitement and he was very nervous. Then, as Zhan slowly lowered his head and came closer to him, Yibo closed his eyes and waited until he could feel Xiao Zhan's soft lips on his.

And it felt quite different from what Yibo had assumed before. He even liked it and liked the feeling of Zhan's soft full lips on his lips. And even more, he found this kiss more exciting than any other kiss he had had before. Which was not a few. But never, never had a kiss felt so incredibly good to him. So good that he wished it would last for a very long time.

Gently they moved their lips up and down and Yibo somehow managed to forget everything around him. He had not imagined it would be this good. In life he would never have thought that a kiss from a man, could feel so good for him. But it got even better when they exchanged French kisses. Yibo had never liked them before. But then, especially with those French kisses, Yibo felt his cheeks get all hot and he started breathing faster and faster. And even his knees began to feel quite soft.

Finally, Zhan stood in front of him. With both hands he caressed Yibo's red hot cheeks. Zhan pressed himself against Yibo's body and put Yibo's hands around his body. Yibo firmly grasped Zhan's jacket with both hands and pressed him even tighter. And when Zhan wanted to end the kiss after a few minutes of sensual kissing, Yibo looked him straight in the eyes and whispered, "Don't stop. Please." And Zhan continued to kiss him.

It wasn't until several minutes later, when the door to the hallway opened, that they ended their kiss and went back to their table. It was almost morning and the club would be closing soon. So they finished their last drink and went outside to order a cab. Zhan offered to take Yibo home, Yibo agreed and when the cab came, they both got in.

When the cab driver asked them both for an address, Yibo thought for two or three seconds about giving him his address. But then he had another idea. He whispered something in Zhan's ear. The latter looked at him questioningly and Yibo gave him to understand that he meant what he just said completely seriously. So Zhan nodded and Yibo gave the driver an address...