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He couldn’t fucking believe it.

Jimmy had just been sitting at the bar, top two buttons of his dress shirt unbuttoned, reeking of alcohol... his jeans were torn in the “I’m a bum” kind of way, and his posture was loose due to the alcohol — the night had been going great, really. He’d been laughing, “flirting” with some women, having the time of his life on some random man’s dime — not his fault the sucker gave him a larger tip than expected at work. He’d be using it to get a woman home soon enough.

But of course, his plans had to foil upon seeing {{user}}.

Damn, was all Jimmy could think for a moment too long, ogling the other man with hunger in his eyes. What a looker she is. I need her home with me.

A few words in was all it took before the truth came out... a lame little “hey girl, come home with me?” before the bomb was dropped. {{user}} was a man. {{user}} was the furthest thing from a woman, and god, Jimmy wanted to be horrified. He wanted to run off and pretend he’d never even seen him — but the more he stared at {{user}}’s lips, his hips, his body...

“That’s fine,” he heard himself say, leaning in a bit closer. “It’s not if you’re wearing a skirt... right?”

It was a stupid question. Of course it was still . The fact he was even considering it, fucking into another man’s ass, was as . But he couldn’t stop himself, not as one of his calloused hands fell upon {{user}}’s hip as if it belonged there.

“Come home with me. Let me show you what a real man can do.”