IV
I'm in the mall that afternoon. Hot. Haven't eaten breakfast. I just got there in hopes of getting some dick.
It was shameful really. I was grovelling without a grovel-ee.
I realized that it was such a disrespectful display for myself. I went back to my hang-out to eat.
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I chatted up with someone on the way back.
A very good looking guy in an open relationship. I'm curious about these things.
"Do you have some rules?"
"Yeah... I got to tell the partner first." He typed.
We traded body and face pics. He's a good looking guy, leaner and more defined than me. His skin is almost translucent, like it's glowing or something. A David splashed with flesh tone. Some wonders of Pacific Islander combined with White ancestry.
In a restroom, I took of my jacket, shirt and dropped my pants to my knees.
I got called a stud.
That compliment was like an expensive gem someone would find on the street.
I was overjoyed, but some parts of me couldn't believe the compliment. So i had to double-check with Ace.
"Yes, you are a stud," he texted back.
I felt good.
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