It's my fantasy to:
Inadvertantly stumble into a discreetly gay bar at closing time, and be seduced by an effeminate smooth girly twink into following him home or to a seedy motel and being smoked/ poppered up as he strips us down and forces his sweaty pink holes deep down onto my tongue and shaft all night. The only sounds being the slaps of my sack against his taint as he urges and coaxes me with soft girly moans and grunts, telling me to imagine he's a girl trying to be anonymously impregnated. The final hours has him on his back with his arms and legs wrapped tight around my back pinning me until I am left dry and empty and his gut full and holes dripping wet and the sheets covered in sticky body fluids and sweat. He adds his number to my phone and tells me to link him up whenever I'm in the mood for sexual relief.
