Gun

It was getting late. Not much going on in this bar. As I turned to leave he walked in. Look at that excellent specimen of a human male. My body got hot just looking at him. Tall, dark and handsome. I offered to buy him a drink as he slide onto the stool next to me. My hands couldn’t resist touching him. His muscles were hard under my hands. His manhood was bulging in his tight jeans. I had to check that out. Oh wow. After I got past the gun there wasn’t much there. Such a letdown.

Allowed 100 words. Used 98.

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