What was I thinking? I guess I was thinking about him and the sexy way he walks, the way he talks, the way his lip curves to the right when he smiles, oh god how I wanted him so. Well I guess you will see that along the way...
I was in front of Grey's Papayas with my friend Brad. I was just looking around for a hot guy to grab that night (I was sort of a nymphomaniac).
"So Kevin, I am guessing you aren't going to eat anything today," Brad said munching on his hotdog
" No, you know I have to keep my slim figure. God I just have to get laid tonight" I said desperately
"Well you know you can always have me," Brad said with a devilish smirk on his face
"Right" I said sarcastically.
We started to walk up the block when I spotted a light skinned guy with straight black hair, tight leather pants, and a leather jacket; I started to walk faster. His hair was so shiny; all I could think about was running my fingers through it and grabbing it roughly as I fucked him. All of the sudden I had this incredible urge to run, but at the same time I had the urge to grab him by his hair and jam my tongue deep into his throat.
I tried to stop walking but my feet kept on moving. So I did the only thing I could think of to stop moving, I punched Brad in the stomach. "