(c) 2017, V.S.Santoni.
Okay, I’ll admit it. I had a few drinks; I’m never that brave unless I have at least a couple. Well, anyway, I was sitting at the bar while the band was playing this slow, dreamy song, and then I saw him. Now, I’ve seen a lot of good looking guys, even dated a few, but this one– he was gorgeous. The mist from the fog machine was seeping out onto the floor, and he was standing in it like a mysterious god, sipping his beer and nodding his head to the music. He had olive skin, a slick undercut, and scruff all around his face.
I’m normally a timid guy, but I saw him, standing there while wagging his head to the music, and I wanted to talk to him. I’m lying. I wanted to do more than talk to him. I inched toward him, and he noticed me and smiled, so I grinned. We exchanged a few glances before I got closer.
“Hey,” he said, “My name’s Lawrence.”
“My name’s Teddy,” I said back. We talked for a while and decided to head back to my place for an “after show special event”.
As soon as we got in my apartment, his hands were all over me. I was kissing him, tasting those full lips in my mouth, sucking on his tongue, and I couldn’t keep my eyes closed because he was so perfect. I wanted to look at him the whole time. We got to my bedroom and he took off my shirt and kissed my chest, so I took off his shirt. He had some scars under his pecs, but his body was beautiful. I kissed his chest and then threw him on my bed and decided I was going down on him.
I pulled down his pants and saw Lawrence had a vagina. When I looked up at him, his eyes widened like he was scared, so I smiled (to ease him) and kept on with what I was doing. He was the perfect guy; not even God could make them this perfect.
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My name’s Santos. I live in TN with my husband of 6 years and our beautiful chihuahua.
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