Challenge # 73: Rimming Title: Rimshot, 17-21 (Part 1 starts here then follow the links) Author: Rebel Condoms: Five to Justin
17.
That night, Justin looked at Brian from across the room. "So, you're going to play?"
Brian didn't turn his eyes away from the television, just grunted something vaguely affirmative and took another bite of Thai takeout.
Justin's face lit up, although Brian didn't see it. He walked over to the sofa, and slid down next to him, wrapping his arm around his shoulders. "I'm glad you're going to be able to put all that rimming experience you have towards a good cause."
Brian chewed on his lip to keep from smiling, and put another bite of food in his mouth.
18.
After a week of practice, they were ready. Ben, Brian, Drew, the bouncer from Babylon, and a former trick of Brian's who shyly admitted to having played "a little college ball" were the starting lineup for the hospice. Michael, Justin, Emmett, Ted, and Blake were on the bench.
Debbie, pom poms clutched firmly in each hand, leaned over to Brian. "Nice sign behind the stage."
Brian ignored her.
"I wonder who got Remson to sponsor this thing?"
Brian smiled. "Time to warm up."
His first shot missed, but the second spun twice around the rim before dropping through the net.
19.
Angels Over Pittsburgh's team was comprised of a chef who'd played for the Panthers, 6'8" twin brothers, a lesbian couple who had come out while playing for the WNBA, and five of their closest personal friends on the bench.
Daphne looked at Justin. "Why aren't there any women on your team?"
"Because we suck."
"You do." She patted his hand. "But I still hope you win."
Ben smiled. "Everyone wins today; both teams get $5000 just for playing, thanks to…" he glanced at the court, where Brian was once again teasing the edge of the basket with his ball… "Remson."
20.
Suddenly, Tannis' voice rang out from the stage: "We want to welcome everyone here today to the First Annual GLC Basketball Game for Charity! Thanks to our sponsor, Remson Pharmaceuticals and … an anonymous contributor from our community…"
Justin smiled, Brian glared at the stage, and Debbie snorted.
"Each charity will receive $5000 just for playing, and the winning team will be awarded TWENTY-FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS!"
Applause rang out, and just then, one of the women from Angels over Pittsburgh sent a ball through the hoop so cleanly not only did it not touch the rim, the net barely moved.
21.
"Oh, that's just beautiful," Brian said disgustedly.
"It really was," Ben said, the slightest hint of disapproval in his voice.
Brian snorted. "Lesbians rimming. What is this queer world coming to?"
The referee blew her whistle as Babylon's bouncer glanced the ball off the basket's rim.
"You know," Drew said from behind Brian, "there's only one important thing to remember here today."
Ben nodded. "To play a good, clean game, and know it's for a good cause."
Brian gave Ben a disbelieving look, and Drew shook his head. "To completely crush those losers."