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A party? Oh definitely! A small Selkirk Rex by the name of Destry would recognize the blast from the stereo quite easily. He really didn't like the concept of parties. Socialize, drink, have fun with friends (not to mention strangers). He usually found himself around these get togethers just to stare at the apparel. Some girls wore the most interesting garments to these things. Not to mention a lot of hot guys were around places like this so Dessy had a lot of time to stare and observe.

Speaking of hot guys, there was a particular cat that seemed to stick out to Destry tonight. One with a striking eye color. Something that captivated him completely. "Ooooh... such a pretty male..." he felt a smirk sliding over his lips as she slyly took his long strides towards the male. He slid up beside him and gave a soft elbow to the ribs to grab the dancing cats attention. "Hey there, handsome." Usually Destry didn't ask if they were gay or not. He just started flirting. It must have gotten away with it because he was so young. Nobody wanted to beat up a kid.

The young Selkirk was suddenly taken off guard and pulled into a seductive dance. The motions and contact between the two of them was starting to make little Dessy feel all funny. Sure, he knew exactly what this feeling meant and he was so surprised that the sensation had came so suddenly. "Oomph- heh, well you're a friendly fellow, aren't you?" His words were teasing and playful. Of course, he had an obvious childish charm to him, but at the same time he attempted to be more adulterated.

When he was challenged in such a way Destry didn't hold back at all. He let his hips roll and rock just as Zane had been doing with his. It might not have been as perfect or as smooth but he was pretty proud of the success. Well, he was until he lost his balance and stumbled, catching himself on one knee. Well, at least he didn't fall flat on his face, but he was still embarrassed about the loss of balance to say the least. "Whoops... my bad, hun. I'm not so graceful..." He stood up and took Zane's hand tugging him off of the dance floor. He wanted to talk to the boy more intimately.

Destry was glad that the other boy had enough manners to assist him off the dirty floor, but there was something about his dancing that didn't seem right to him. Destry had silly feelings in his pants and this obviously showed from his expressions but Zane didn't seem to be feeling anything. It didn't occur to Dessy that this boy was to young. The little Selkirk had always been the one to be the youngest so he just assumed that everybody had these sort of feelings. Either way, he was determined to teach this boy what he knew.

When the adorable boy asked where it was they were going a smile seemed to spread across Dessy's lips, "Oh, you'll see." He lead the boy over to a bench and crawled underneath, sitting on the soft, fragile grass. There weren't any other cats under here and there certainly weren't any humans so they were safe for the most part. Safe from everybody's nosy ears. "So, do you have a name? Mine is Destry, but please... call me baby." He smirked at this suggestion and could only hope to hear those words leave the other's mouth. It was apparent that this kid was leaning towards the homosexual lifestyle but Destry was sure he could shove him into it completely.

Destry smirked as they sat beneath the wooden bench and keep his eyes locked on the boy. He was a few years younger but not much. There was an obvious gap in between their growth though, because Zane appeared more childish while Dessy was more on the mature side. Well, at least that's how his clothes made him feel. He didn't wear normal kid stuff, but instead he wore tight fitted jeans, sexy jackets with furry collars, tight v-neck shirts. He absolutely loved his look, and all the fun necklaces and bracelets that go along with it.

"Hm, dancing isn't really what I wanted to do under here." He smirked and scooted closer to the boy. "But, cuddling and talking sound wonderful. Perfect." He absolutely loved the way that boy boy called him baby. He was so naive, and easy to manipulate, but Destry didn't want to manipulate the boy. He wanted to teach him and show him. Dess scooted closer and wrapped an arm around the boy's shoulders, pulling him into his side. "So, tell me a little bit about yourself. Like your name that you keep leaving out. I'm starting to wonder if you'd rather keep it a secret from me or not."

Destry gave a small hum of satisfaction as the younger boy leaned into his body. A smile slipped across his lips and his playful urges kicked in so he was nipping and nuzzling at the boy's hair. "Hm, we could probably think of something to call you. Z. That'd be cute. Just ... Z..." He chuckled and hugged the boy closer, if that was possible, for their bodies were already so nestled up against each other as it was.

Then there it was again. That sweet nickname that Zane spoke so casually. Baby was one of the cutest pet names, or at least Dessy thought so. "Mmm, heh, well you do have an interesting background." He leaned back just enough to take a good hard look at the bare skin of his neck. Just like the boy said, no collar. So he was a free collar as well. "That was very brave of you! I don't think I would have had the guts to go back and get a key... yikes! Talk about scary stuff." He chuckled lightly, letting his hands rub the kids arm and side as he held him.

With Zane mimicking his displays of affection, Destry had high hopes. He knew this boy was loving and hopefully he could bring out the best in him. "What's dumb to you seems like courage to me." He gave a small shrug that went along with his words. When the albino tom laid back on the grass Dess felt as though he had screwed up royally. Did he say something wrong? However, when Z spoke of getting comfy and wanting to hear Destry's own story he smirked and laid back, looking up at the bottom of the bench that had some gum stuck beneath it.

"Hm, my story? Well, it's really not that interesting. I was bought from a store by my daddies. They were really nice to me, and always showed me lots of good love. Heh, but they obviously loved each other so much more, so one day I went out looking for my own love... I just never went back." He chuckled and let his hands fiddle around as they clasped each other and rested on his chest. To Destry, having two daddies was natural. He lived in a homosexual household so that's all he really knew, and seeing heterosexuals was the strange thing for him.

Destry's heart grew heavy when Zane spoke so openly about his parents possible death. Then again, if you never know your parents it's hard to feel an attachment to them, so this was understandable. "I'm sorry to hear that, hun..." he bit his lip and felt sorrowful, but with the swipe of Z's tail up against his side he felt the butterflies fluttering again. Destry rolled on his side, careful of Zane's tail, and propped his head up on his palm, staring at the boy in one of those sexy lounging poses, but it wasn't intentional. That's just how Destry lays on his side. It's all natural.

With all the talk of going back Destry did realize that he sort of missed his daddies, but then again he didn't want to go back, because what if they thought he might run away again (which he would) and then locked him up inside the house? That wouldn't be very fun at all. Dessy would loose all the friends he had made and would be restricted to being confined in four walls. "I don't know if I'll ever go back. I guess I'm on a mission to find new love..." He nodded hopefully.

The next thing that caught Dessy's attention was the fact that Zane was already looking forward to dating around. He didn't want to settle? That sounded like somebody Dess knew. Himself. "Heh, it's fun... I do it a lot," He nodded and started to pick at the large blades of grass that were tickling his body. "Flirting and cuddling are the best things ever. I say everybody should flirt and cuddle all the time, and then everybody would be happy..." He gave a positive nod with a smile.