He was chatting up a younger guy, but when he saw me, he quickly moved over to where was and smiling asked how I was doing and then said, “You haven...��t been coming around lately.”I simply told him that I had been busy and he seemed to understand, and suggested that I should come over sometime. I was hesitant but eventually agreed. He was visibly excited but when he asked me when I was thinking about coming over, I became nervous and didn’t reply right away.John quickly said “Want to go over. He told me to get down on the next step and for some reason, I listened to his words. We got out at the next stop. He told me that he was 18 years old and that he was a gay and that he wanted my cock so bad. I confessed to him that I have never done or thought about having . He smiled and told me, “Well, there is a first time for everything”. I couldn’t agree more.He told me that there was an old film theater nearby where very few people come, which will be convenient for us. So we headed. And that conversation lead to our relation to a new height. He was alone n whenever we used to get time he used to hold me against the wall n feel my face next to his,our breathe use to touch on each others face . one day at 3pm in afternoon i went upstairs to bring dry cloths downstairs. He opened the door and went inside room again I took cloths off the rope n called him to close the door he came out half in sleep I was slowly making my way to main door he was after me n when I reached the. . for fun?" he asked, looking as though he hit a goldmine when it came to conversational starters."Ah, well, I like to write books and just go on the internet, you know?" Ahah," he retorted, still looking around nervously.They walked a bit more and there was some silence."Do you want to eat?" he interjected into the silence, as though it was alast-ditch attempt to kill the awkwardness.They went to a burger place. It was his choice, well he gave her a choice,but not really- it was his choice..