You know when you see someone and think "Phwoar,
I wouldn't mind a bit of that"? But you think it will never happen.
Well, it did to me.
I was in the canteen at work, taking a mouthful of my food, when in walked
this figure of masculinity. About my height. Muscular. Black hair gelled
forward to a point. Gorgeous. He flashed a sexy smile at me: in my mind
I began to undress him. First his tight top came off, revealing his smooth
body. Then his trousers and ...I stopped before I drooled. "Hello
flower!" he said, giving me another a flash of dark brown eyes and
disappearing out the door...
I am a young man who enjoys a good dance, a good night out and of course,
good sex. I am only 17 and I hope I have a long life ahead of me, with
lots more fun, success and relationships. I want to be able to drink lots
and sleep around, have fun and not worry.
But every day it becomes harder. There's the big increase in sexually
transmitted diseases. And most importantly, there is
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I had never seen him at work before. All I knew was, if there was a
God, he had to look like him. I finished my shift and forgot about him.
But not for long.
The next day I clocked in at about four o'clock and went into the fast
food kitchen. As I began to wipe the surfaces down, I heard a familiar
voice. I nearly wet myself with excitement.
I got talking to him. His name was Darren. 27, a bit of a lady's man. Flirting with each and every one of them. I'd watch him touching the girls on the waist and whispering to them...
