I'm a rather dashing an exiting twenty-five year old man, so let me tell you a secret. It's about something that happened to me when I was just twenty-two years old. My friends and I used to hang out at 'the courts' a courtyard in the city which I lived in, where all manner of people would gather to drink alcohol, play games and make out.
On one such occasion I'd had quite alot to drink and met a young man called Liam. I'd been reading Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles and this man was (to me anyway) the living embodiment of the vampire Lestat D'Lioncourt, a long blonde haired brat prince utter God of a man.
At that time I had never had sex with a man or woman and had never even realised I could have feelings for a man. I approached him while utterly under the influence and made what was almost definitely a very good impression.
I had been drinking almost all afternoon and was being practically dragged around the city centre by friends laughing to myself and generally having a good time. The last place they had taken me to was McDonald's where I had ordered a happy meal, to get hold of the most amazingly fun toy car I had ever seen.
It was one of the wind backwards and it moves forwards ones and it was blue with white stripes. I approached this man and drunkedly introduced myself. "Hiiiiiiiii, my name is Nick and I think you are the coolest person ever." He was wearing his long leather Trench coat with new rocks, black jeans and a red open shirt over black t-shirt. He had shoulder length blonde hair with violet eyes and just a little rough stubble.
"Hi Nick, my name is Liam" when he flashed his bright smile at me I died inside. "I wanted to give you this..." I said, handing him the toy car. "It's a present" I told him.
He sat for a full ten minutes playing on the pavement with the toy car with me watching him, when my friend Joanna went over and decided to tell him I really liked him. I heard him say I was cute, then he came over to me and held my hand. We walked around the corner complimenting each other on dress and music taste (I was wearing black jeans, black shirt, black hair and guy liner) and into a more secluded part of the courtyard where the walls almost surrounded and unless somebody looked down from one of the top windows, they wouldn't see us.
By this time I was holding onto his hips as well as his hand and acting very much like a woman with a crush. I stood with my back against the wall and he stood I front of me, he was a good foot taller than me so I felt very much the woman too. He Bent his head and kissed my neck, moving in really close. He then rubbed his nose lightly against my cheek and slowly found my lips with his. I could feel his cock harden against my jeans and realised mine was too.
I moved my hand further around his hips and moved him closer as we continued to kiss with parted lips, massaging each others tongues. I lightly squeezed his ass and guided his hand toward mine. With my other hand I started lightly touching his hard muscular stomach, he had a full six pack and i suddenly wanted this man inside me.
