I pulled on my leather jacket and looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. I looked damn good, there was no way in hell I wasn't going to find myself a hot chick or two to go hook up with tonight. I tapped my foot impatiently while waiting for Blaine to finish saying goodbye to Kurt; we were only going out for a few hours so I really don't see what the big deal is but every time one of them left the house they spent ages and Blaine always seemed to give Kurt two kisses, like how disgustingly sweet can you get? Finally Blaine was ready to go, I knew the hottest chicks usually arrived later in the evening but I liked to get to bars a bit early so I could grab a table and make a few friends, the chicks would see I was the life of the party and flock to me.

When we got to the bar there was a long line but since Blaine worked there and I'm superhot that wasn't an issue. There weren't that many women there yet, but it was still early and it seems that bars usually have more men then women anyway, instead of grabbing a table I sat at the bar so I could beg free drinks off of my brother.

"Hey." A guy said sitting down next to me.

"Hello."

"I'm Andrew."

"Cooper."

"I don't think I've seen you around here before."

"I'm not from New York I'm just here visiting my brother." I said nodding towards Blaine.

"Hmmm....Blaine's your brother?"

I nodded.

"God, he's the best fuck I ever had, couldn't walk right for a week after he was through with me."

"That's....nice."

"Been begging him for a repeat performance but apparently he's got himself a boyfriend now."

"He does."

"You know I have always found that if one brother is a good fuck the other usually is to?'

"What?"

"Ok...let me spell this out for you. I want you to come to the bathroom with me and fuck me...in the ass...with your cock."

I blinked.

"Dude, I'm straight."

"No need to lie you don't want me that's fine."

"I'm not lying I really am straight."

"Then what the fuck are you doing at a gay bar?"

Out of the corner of my eye I saw the flash of a camera, I turned my head to see Blaine smirking and holding his phone up.

"BLAINE DEVON ANDERSON!" I yelled.

"Yes Coop? Did you need another drink?" He said looking innocent.

"This is a gay bar."

"Yes."

"You didn't tell me this was a gay bar."

"Didn't I?"

"No. Why would I come here to get laid if I had known this was a gay bar?"

"I just assumed you were broadening your horizons...I'm not one to judge. And cheer up, I'm sure you can get laid here...Andrew seemed interested although heads up...he's not a good lay."

"Blaine."

"I'm sorry but it's true...now let's see....oh that guy over there...with the beard...that's Henry. He was decent...not nearly as good as Kurt but not bad. If you are going to experiment then he's your guy."

"Blaine."

"Yes Cooper?"

"You are a fucking asshole."

"You wound me."

"You could have warned me."

"I could have...but this was much funnier."

"Shut the fuck up and get me another drink."

"Oh here comes Ben...he gives great blow jobs." Blaine said gesturing to a tall guy walking towards us.

"Tell me the rumours aren't true Blaine." The Ben guy said.

"Depends on the rumour."

"You got yourself a boyfriend and are off the market."

"Ah yes. That rumour is true."

"Damn."

"Have you met my older brother Cooper? He's single." Blaine winked.

"Would you like to dance?" the guy asked smiling.

"I'm straight."

"I'm pretty sure straight guys dance."

"Ah what the hell...just don't try to grab my ass or anything."

"Wasn't planning on it."

I followed him to a group of people on the dance floor.

"Stacey! I found you the one straight guy in the joint!" He said to a blonde woman.

Ok, this night is starting to look up.