After party

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I was driving on the Highway with no particular destination to be honest. I just needed some alone time. I was blasting some 80s hits because that's what I'm into at the moment. My music taste changes like I change my underwear. Daily. I listen to musicals, Disney hits, some good old 5sos or the trending mainstream shit. 

I was driving for an hour by now, when I noticed I had reached a small town. I was driving through the town and watched as the houses passed by my windows. After another 10 minutes I parked my car in front of a club. I'm so happy that I turned 21 last week so I can legally get into there. The bouncer asked for my ID, looked at it and then at me. He gave it back to me and said:"Have fun."

I was really hoping for some fun. After my boyfriend left me some time ago I desperately needed to get laid again. My dick is getting hard every single day just thinking of sex. I feel like a little teenage boy when this is happening. I'm 21 and my dick is behaving like that of a 14 year old. After weeks of not getting laid and laying hand on myself it's just not working anymore. I wish for a hot gay guy being in that bar who wants to have some fun with me.

I am looking around the club. It has dark lighting with a little lasershow going on. The dj plays some famous tiktok remixes and every single one in there is singing to them and dancing and grinding on their partners.

I firstly head to the bar to get myself some strong drink like whiskey or pure vodka. I really need to get drunk today. I want to forget everything even if it's just for tonight. After the barkeeper sets my drink in front of me I down it without hesitation and feel the slight burn as it's going down my throat and into my stomach. Ohh how I love the feeling of alcohol. 

I turn around on my seat to look at the dance floor. I see some good looking dudes but no one really interests me to be honest. I asked for another 2 drinks before I slowly make my way to the dance floor. I let myself fall into the music and dance like never before. I don't care what anybody thinks of me. I don't know anyone here. 

After dancing for a while I feel the need to pee. Coming down from the high I have after my dance session, I slowly but safely make my way to the men's toilets. I just have to wait for a minute before I can enter the toilet. It stinks inside. I smell piss and shit and weed. I take a stall and close it. I need to sit down for a moment. The music isn't as loud in here which I highly appreciate. 

I sit there way too long. Even too long to take a shit. I think I fell asleep on the toilet. I hear someone coming into the room. He is going through the room. I can hear him opening every single stall. As he gets to mine he knocks on the door. I knew he was getting to my stall but I still jumped at the sudden loud noise. 

"Is anyone in there?", he asked. I answered his question with a quiet 'yes'. He didn't seem to hear me and knocked harder and asked again if anyone is in there. I take my courage and answer clearly this time. "Yeah. Just a moment." I check how I look and slowly open the door. I have my eyes glued on the floor because I'm really embarrassed to have slept on a club's toilet. 

"Hey. Is everything okay?", he asked. I didn't notice it before but he has a really nice voice. I let my view slowly start going back up. I let my eyes view him from top to bottom. As I'm getting to his face my breath stops for a millisecond at how beautiful he looks. Not hot but beautiful. His dark curly hair covers his eyes slightly. He pushes it out of his face, so I can admire is eyes. He has dark green eyes. They remind me of a forest after a rain pour. 

He looks at me with a questioning look. "Sorry, what did you say?", I asked and blushed like an idiot. He just smiles and repeats his question. Gosh, his smile is gorgeous and he even has dimples. Oh lord save me.

"Yeah everything's fine. Just got tired after driving for hours and drinking and dancing." I weirdly look at him and try to hide my embarrassment.                                                                                                          "I'm Asher, by the way.", he told me. He is holding his hand out for me to shake. I take his hand into mine. I notice jatos this moment how fucking cold my hand is or how cold I am actually. He has really warm hands and I get myself thinking of his hands roaming over my cold body and warming every inch of me just with his touch.

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