X to a corner and the other one tried his best to intimidate me, checking my pockets (maybe he expected to find condoms), asking me where I lived. As I moved my hands inside his shirt, he said in the local language – “Let’s go over there, I know a spot.” So I followed him.Īfter a few steps, two policemen arrived on a bike, stopped near us and started asking questions, “Where are you going ? What were you doing here ? What are your names ?” I answered the questions politely, as I was confident that they had no proof against us. I took him to a dark corner and kissed him on the neck behind his ear. X) – 18 years, slim, rough-looking, simple – my type! And he was looking at me. I didn’t go inside the loo, as I spotted a nice bloke outside (let’s call him Mr. My bike took me to my regular cruising spot, near a public loo.
Last night I was returning home late from office.
