Shane glanced around nervously, making sure no one else was around. Taking two hesitant steps forward, he arrived at the door. After a few deep breaths to calm his nerves, he raised his fist and knocked softly. A huge man answered the door, his eye narrowing when he saw the heir apparent standing before him. "Can I help you?" his gruff voice asked.
"Um." Shane fidgeted nervously. "Um, yeah. Uh, can I come in?"
Albert looked at him suspiciously, but nodded and held the door open for him. Shane could feel himself sweating as the door clicked shut behind him, his pulse pounding in his ears. "So?" Albert demanded making Shane jumped. "What do you want?"
"Um," Shane stuttered.
Albert crossed his arms over his massive chest. "You said that already."
"Right." Shane swallowed hard. "The thing is, Albert, my dad - well, he's always trying to control me! And I'm sick of it!"
Albert rolled his eyes. "If I wanted to hear your pussy whining, boy, I'd ask for it! Now get to the point."
"Right. I, um, I want to show my dad that he can't control me, that I'm my own person. And to help me do that, I, uh, well, I wanna get pierced!" Shane heaved a high of relief, relieved to have finally gotten it out.
Albert snorted. "How junior high of you."
Shane scowled. "Will you do it or not?"
"Maybe." Albert settled into a chair, tilting his head and looking Shane up and down. "What'll you give me if I do?"
Shane stiffened. "I'm prepared to pay you handsomely," he replied.
Albert smirked. "What with?"
Shane glared at the bigger man. "For you information, I have a boyfriend!" he spat.
"And I bet daddy doesn't know that, either, does he?" Albert chuckled.
Shane dropped his eyes, staring at the carpet. "No, he doesn't," he whispered.
"So let me see if I've put the pieces together right," Albert continued. "You want to get pierced as an act of rebellion, in the hopes that it'll give you enough courage to tell daddy you're gay, is that it?"
"Yes," Shane whispered, his cheeks flaming. "You hit the nail on the head, ok? Now will you help me?" He looked up at the bigger man, his eyes pleading.
"Considering it." Albert was looking thoughtfully at Shane. "But I'm still thinking about the price."
"I told you I'd pay you!" Shane exclaimed.
Albert shook his head. "I don't want your money, Shane."
Shane stood up straight, his eyes blazing. "Well you're not getting anything else! I told you, my boyfriend - "
"Is completely blind to the dozens of affairs you've had behind his back!" Albert cut in sharply. "I had half a mind to inform Test of all your indiscretions while we were partners, but the fool really does seem to love you."
Shane dropped his head in shame. "I know he does," he whispered miserably. "I love him too! I do! And after I come out to my father, we can be open about our relationship. After that, I've promised myself there won't be any more affairs, ever!"
"Sure there won't." Albert leaned forward, fixing Shane with a serious glance. "Tell you what. I'll do your piercing if you go down on me." He raised his hand as Shane opened his mouth to object. "I'm letting you off easy, Boy Wonder. I know you've done it a hundred times before, and it won't take long. Then you can have your precious piercing." Shane frowned, considering refusing, but in the end he just sighed and sunk onto his knees in front of Albert, quickly delivering his payment.
A little while later, a very nervous Shane was sitting on the counter in the bathroom, watching as Albert laid out his sterilized piercing instruments. "I-is this going to hurt?" he asked nervously, running a hand across his damn forehead.
"That depends where you want it," Albert replied, picking up a cotton ball dipped in alcohol.
"Um." Shane chewed his lip, thinking for a moment. "Just my ear, I guess."
"You sure?" Albert asked. "Eyebrow rings are pretty popular too, you know."
"The ear," Shane replied decisively. "The ear is good."
"Ok. Which one?"
"Um...the right one, I guess." Shane squeezed his eyes closed tightly as Albert rubbed the area with the alcohol to sterilize it.
"Hold very still," Albert instructed him, picking up his piercing gun. "This'll feel like a bug bight, ok? It'll sting for a while. Now hold very, very still!"
Shane sat petrified. His body was absolutely still, his breathing ragged. He kept his eyes tightly closed, trying desperately to forget about his fear of needles. He could barely stop himself from jumping as he felt a hand on his thigh. He bit his lip, holding absolutely still as the hand crept up his thigh and came to rest between his legs. He was about to open his mouth to object when he felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his ear. He gritted his teeth, a little surprised that the pain lasted only a second. He waited a moment more, feeling something cold and hard slide into his ear.
"Ok," Albert told him, "All done!"
Shane opened his eyes tentatively, turning to look into the mirror behind him. He stared wide-eyed at the smaller silver stud in his ear. It seemed horrible out of place against his prim, business like attire and his neat, carefully slicked back hair. He had no doubt whatsoever in his mind that his father would notice it the next time they met. "Thanks," he murmured as he slid off the counter, feeling a bit dazed.
"No problem," Albert replied, winking and slapping his ass as he walked out. "Let me know if you have any problems with it. You might was to go earring shopping, most people like to have more than one stud. Might as well take your boyfriend with you, he could probably help you. And don't let on to your old man that I'm the one who did it!"
"I won't." Shane swallowed again as he reached the door to the hotel room, turning back to nod politely to the huge man. "Thanks again."
Albert returned his nod. "You're welcome, kid." He chuckled as he watched the nervous McMahon slide out of the room, shaking his head and returning to what he had been doing.
THE END