It was supposed to be a night of partying, drinking and having tons of fun - but knowing himself, the night wouldn't be as fun without at least flirting with a guy or two.

He can't live without guys, or the 'guys can't live without him' as what he jokingly tells his friends. His is such an insatiable thirst, that one whole week won't pass without him getting at least a quickie.

Tonight may be his lucky day. One pair of eyes is now looking at him intently at the opposite side of the bar. He wasted no time doing the moves - a little smile, an innocent pick up line and in no time they're off.


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He woke up with a start. Someone just snored so horribly he thought he's having a bad dream. As his eyes went on to look for the origin of disturbance, only then he did realized that he's in a quite unfamiliar space. In someone's bed. With that someone he doesn't have any idea who.

"Who's this human bag - pipe and what is he doing in my room? Or whose room is this anyway." he asked himself.

He noticed clothings thrown on the floor - shirts, pants, socks and boxers. 'That red boxer is mine and that pants and that shirt' - and only now that he became fully aware of himself in birthday suit. As he went to sort his own clothes in the pile in front of him - the stranger stirred.

"Are you going home already? Mind if I drive you home?" the 'human bag - pipe' asked.

"No thanks. Where's this place, by the way? Is this your room?" he asked but still not fully aware why he's in that room in the first place. He's got some idea but not quite sure. The stranger looks familiar, though.

"Dont you remember? We had fun last night, and...you were good! Can we do this again? I mean, if that's ok with you." said the guy. He started to fill him in.

"Yeah right. Ok, listen. I better get going. It's already late." as it dawned on him what they've done. Not again.

"Can I have your number? Or you can get my number instead. Here's my number 0917xxxxxxx." offered the stranger.

"Got it. I'll phone you, ok? One of these days I will." he said as he finished adding the number on his contacts with a mental note to delete it the first chance he got.


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As they entered the room, he wasted no time to unleash his suppressed internal heat. They've been doing some foreplays while still in the car and now that they're inside alone - he wants to do more. And fast. He can't wait to get started.

They had barely undressed themselves when he took him by the waist and pulled him closer. Their faces are now inches apart. So close that he can smell the scent of his aftershave and the brand of his cigar. They kissed.

"You're a good kisser! Did you know that?" the guy told him after their long lip - locking smooch.

"Really? It's not the only thing I'm good at. I can do more." he whispered.

"Prove it then." the guy said in a tone that is more of a plea than a dare.

And he did.