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Scanning the latest jobs - all communications, marketing and sales - it occurs to him that he isn't built for the modern age... he has enough trouble each monday just packaging his weekend exploits into a neat and interesting anecdote for questioning colleagues.
#romeoandjoe
In a self-destructive mood he walks Oxford Street, colliding with and cutting across so many shoppers until, surely, someone will take him down.
Alternative 'The Dark Knight' movie poster by Brandon Schaefer.
#Stagboy's fetish is to let guys fall in love with him and keep it platonic, while his boyfriend #Ramboy misses his former shopping mall cruising days.
EXT. STREET - MIDDAY
Stagboy is walking under the midday sun. An older man (late-30s) looks longly at Stagboy as their paths intersect and the older man joins the footpath ahead of Stagboy. The older man is wearing plain hiking gear (khaki shorts; rolled up shirt; backpack) bookended by bright blue cap and boots. He is tall and and his face rugged. His legs look strong. He walks a slightly circuitous route - Stagboy follows. Every time the older man turns a bend he looks back. Stagboy follows him down four streets and across two. The older man walks fast and Stagboy speeds up to close the gap. The older man glances back, then slows down. On the next corner he stops, turns and puts a cigarette to his lips. Stagboy thinks for a second as he approaches the smoking man, who flashes his eyeline at Stagboy… just before the critical distance Stagboy changes course by crossing the road and carries on in a different direction, away from the watching man.
INT. ATTIC ROOM OFFICE - EVENING
FRANK is finishing off this week's piece for his column in the local newspaper. For over 30 years he's been writing a weekly column about his time travelling trips. To tie in with the First World War commemorations he uses the oft-quoted anecdote about the time he materialised in the town seconds before a bomb landed in the field behind him. The bomb, dropped by a zeppelin (or was it a plane?), did not explode. In fact, he ends his piece by wondering if it's still there and says if his back wasn't playing up so much, he might be tempted to take a shovel and dig. Maybe save that one for Fireworks Night, he suggests. He types his last word, pours a whisky and sits back in his chair, reminiscing in the dark.
INT. BATHROOM - DAY
Stagboy's attempt at manscaping has gone awry and now he has a 'Hitler' moustache above his cock… he can't let his boyfriend see this. Options are to shave it off completely, but he doesn't really want that prepubescent look, or… he searches for a matching felt-tip pen.
INT. FUZZYPEG'S DESK - DAY
A distant co-worker, here to meet another colleague, has stopped by Fuzzypeg's desk. The two lightly know each other through a social circle outside the office. Midway through their friendly chat Fuzzypeg notices that THE SPIDER (that's his pet name for her) is intently observing with a sideways glance.
He gave her this name because her spidery senses are always keenly trained on the meta-life of the office. Once during after work drinks she betrayed the fact that she clearly Googles colleagues with a throwaway remark about something from Fuzzypeg's past. Right now, it's clear to him she is trying to suss the relationship between Fuzzypeg and the man standing to the side of his desk.
INT. OFFICE KITCHENETTE - DAY
Terry is making cups of tea. It's his turn to do the hot drinks round. He only offered because there are so few people in the office this afternoon.
One cup for him (strong, with a dash of milk and a layer of scum); one cup for Stephanie (herbal, tea bag left in) and one cup for Charlotte (just hot water).
Before he takes the cups to their recipient desks he licks the rim of Charlotte's mug all the way around. Knowing that her lips will eventually make contact with the traces of his saliva keeps Terry turned on for the rest of the day.
#17 INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
Ramboy and Stagboy are having sex again. This time Stagboy is on top. With verbal encouragement from his boyfriend he starts to get rougher...
"Take it you bitch!" Stagboy tries out for the first time, pausing his voice with self-conscious uncertainty... but it flies and the action cranks up a gear.
#16 INT. OFFICE - DAY
TERRY comes down to the first floor. The office is chatter-free and the pool of desk bound administrators are quietly working at computers.
Terry is bulky, bespectacled and awkward. He shuffles through the door and approaches the reception desk. His entrance elicits a few raised head.
He mumbles something to SUE and then gently offers her a biscuit from the opened pack he has in his right hand. Sue makes an embarrassed smile and takes one of the biscuits.
Terry skulks his way between desks, carefully deciding which colleagues will and which colleagues will not be offered a biscuit. When it becomes JANET'S turn, she hesitantly takes one and Terry then teases a second biscuit out of the pack towards her - Janet is clearly his favourite.
Job done, Terry puts the packet of remaining biscuits in his pocket and ambles his way back to the main door. He bids farewell to Sue with a raise of his eyebrows... now he's gone. Some of the administrators exchange grins and glances.
#15 INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
Ramboy and Stagboy are having sex. Ramboy is topping and Stagboy is bottoming. Stagboy wants Ramboy to go further than he's even done before and asks to be fisted... one finger fine, two fingers okay, three fingers tight...
Now they're out of lube and four fingers is one too far - Stagboy winces. He says he's heard that butter works just as good and asks what they've got in the kitchen. Ramboy returns with half a pack of butter and a small bottle of rosemary olive oil.
It doesn't go to plan... Stagboy ends up sliding on a greasy patch of melted fat, smelling of herbs. He remarks that he feels like a basted turkey.
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#14 INT. BED - SUNDAY MORNING
Stagboy: Squidgy?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Poodle?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Crumple?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Creampie?
Ramboy: Don't be gross.
Stagboy: Creampuff then?
Ramboy: I don't think so.
Stagboy: Winkywoo?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Bunky?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Pumpernickel?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Wonky?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Tinkle?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Twinkle?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Twiglet?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Oinky?
Ramboy: So I'm a pig now? Nice.
Stagboy: Rocky?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Rambo, then?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Bandit?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Stookey?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Snookey?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Pookey?
Ramboy: Sounds like you're naming dwarfs.
Stagboy: RB?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Fuckwidget?
Ramboy: What?
Stagboy: Studley?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Wee Willie Winkee?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Gobble?
Ramboy: Huh?
Stagboy: Pinky?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Noodle?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Doodle?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Diggle?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Wriggler?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Numpty?
Ramboy: No.
Stagboy: Dumpty?
Ramboy: Don't be stupid.
Stagboy: Smudge?
Ramboy: Just give up.
Stagboy: But you need to have a nickname too.
Ramboy: Yeah, but a good one.
Stagboy: I think you're too fussy. I went with the one you gave me.
Ramboy: That's because I picked a good one.
Stagboy: I'm gonna keep trying.
Ramboy: Okay Scruffles.
#12 INT. BEDROOM - EVENING
Ramboy arrives home to his boyfriend.
Ramboy Hi.
Stagboy Hiya.
Ramboy I didn't think anyone was in - the house all looked dark from outside.
Stagboy Yeah? Well i've only had this lamp on.
Ramboy The gate was open. Has someone been to the door?
Stagboy Yes, the postman.
Ramboy It feels chilly downstairs. I'll put the heating on. Shall we get a takeaway?
Ramboy pauses for a response. Stagboy stares back - there is clearly something on his mind.
Stagboy Why are you always criticising me?
Ramboy What are you talking about?
Stagboy You're always making little comments; taking shots at me.
Ramboy What!
Stagboy Why haven't I shut the gate… Why didn't I leave a light on for you… Why haven't I put the heating on… Why haven't I got any food in…
Ramboy You're seriously deluded.
Stagboy No. I just know you too well.
Ramboy You think you do, but it's all in your head. You think everything's an attack on you.
Stagboy Why can't you just come out with stuff, rather than make little hints?
Ramboy There you go, trying to change me again. Why don't you just finish with me and find some lapdog who doesn't mind being controlled all the time?
Stagboy Fuck off.
Ramboy You fuck off!
Stagboy W****r!
Ramboy C**t!
DOOR SLAM
DOOR SLAM
Their make up sex is mediocre.
#11 INT. BAR - DURING WORK HRS
Stagboy is meeting informally with his line-manager and two new sales reps who are pitching their companies IT services.
SALES REP ONE (SR1) is male, early-20s, slim, fit, with an edge. A hint of East London in a dapper, skin-tight suit and ginger crew cut. A surliness (when forced to defend the product) occasionally breaks through his professional friendliness and suggests he'd probably kick your head in if you crossed paths at the wrong time, at the wrong place.
With the business end of things concluded, the talk turns more casual. When Stagboy is talking to the group he can feel SR1s eyes intensely fixed on him. When SR1 is talking, Stagboy takes the opportunity to gaze at the younger man.
Stagboy and SR1 talk across the table. SR1 asks his attentive client some questions with an urgency that suggests there's a bigger question he wants answered before the meeting wraps: where does Stagboy live; does he rent; does he visit London much; where does he go out in London... the other two in the group seem oblivious to this subtle interrogation.
SR1 asks where the toilets are. Stagboy sees an opportunity. He says he'll show SR1. They head off together...
As the two men piss shoulder-to-shoulder, SR1 starts up conversation, suggesting this is going no further than a professional level encounter. Stagboy steals a glance at the other man's cock and then wishes he hadn't...
#10 EXT. TOWN CENTRE - DAY
Ramboy: Why do some guys have to be so obvious?
Stagboy: You mean those two mincers that just went past?
Ramboy: It's guys like that who make it hard for the rest of us.
Stagboy: I think you're homophobic.
Ramboy: No. I just don't have to shout about it like some guys do.
Stagboy: I reckon we're obvious when we're together.
Ramboy: You maybe. You make me look gay.
Stagboy: No. Everyone can see you're the gay one.
Ramboy: You're the one who listens to Kylie and Madonna all the time.
Stagboy: Yeah, but that's the most stereotypical thing about me.
Ramboy: Well, you're the most stereotypical thing about me!
Stagboy: I don't know... you looked pretty stereotypical last night with my cock in your arse!