He is with his girlfriend – who is more into the pot than anything else, naked; but he is burning with curiosity inside. He is trying to hide his awareness from his girlfriend – showing proud like a thick firearm ready to explode. He wants to join – I know it – I just know it.
I am enjoying this. I kiss the guy full on his mouth, spicy, different; raw. It is unlike a women’s kiss. It is muscly and adrenalized while you breathing in his body he is holding you into him. You cannot escape. It is raw energy. In front of me I can see he is feigning disinterest – like he is so goofed from the drugs that he does not know what is going on. But he knows – his body knows.