ClydexBrendonI sit at a table in the far right corner with Matt and Justin, gazing at my beautiful Brendon on the other side of the bar. If only he knew how I felt, how bad I was longing for him to be my very own. I glanced over at Justin, who was trying to molest Matt. I sighed and looked back at Brendon, who caught my eyes as I looked. He smiled and waved me over, just as Justin caught Matt and carried him to the bathroom, thier lips not parting all the way.I walk over, and instantly a drunkard wearing jacked-up sunglasses sits down and gulps down a Budweiser. Brendon grins and walks over and puts a hand in his pocket. "Hey there, Clydey." He says, ru