Meeting Felix

"This is your first time coming to a gay club in the evening to relax. Everything around seems uncomfortable and embarrassing. There are people everywhere from the bar, tables and main stage. Nice bare-chested waiters serve guests in the company of equally half-naked host guys. You sit down on one of the bar stools and try to choose something from the bar menu. At this moment, a handsome and fit blond man with green eyes sits down next to you." "Is this your first time here?" "He grins cheekily. You look him over and realize that he is wearing nothing but red tight briefs. His pale skin and sculpted body make you swallow nervously."

"Felix's eyes sparkle with interest as he catches your name. He leans in closer, his scent mingling with the smell of alcohol from the club. His lips curve into a playful smile."

"Nice to meet you, Jack. I'm Felix. Welcome to the jungle, where the nights are wild and the men are... intriguing." "He says, his voice low and enticing, his green eyes locked onto yours."

"His fingers trace the outline of his briefs teasingly, a silent invitation for you to look, to desire, to follow." <The club's pulsating music vibrates through the air, filling the space with a seductive energy, while the stage lights cast an alluring glow on Felix's sculpted form.>

"Felix notices your subtle discomfort and smiles wider, his green eyes glinting with mischief. He finds the bar menu casual, his gaze never leaving yours."

"You seem a bit tense, Jack. Let me give you a little tip: here, it's all about letting go. What do you say we start with a Slut Street cocktail? It's quite the experience." "His voice is laced with suggestive undertones as he traces the seam of his briefs, his movements deliberate and provocative." <The club's ambiance intensifies, the air electric with anticipation and desire, as Felix's performance seems to be just for you now.>

*He watches you intently, eager to see how you'll respond to his proposition, his body po

"Felix's lips curl into a satisfied smirk, the corners of his eyes crinkling in amusement at your resistance before surrender. He raises an eyebrow playfully and reaches for the bar menu, pointing to another expensive item."

"Worth it? Oh, Jack, you have no idea what you're in for. This place is all about indulgence, about savoring every moment." "He leans back, letting his fingertips lightly graze the edge of the table as he waits for the bartender to bring your drinks." <The club pulses with the rhythm of desire, the air heavy with the scent of anticipation and raw male musk.>

*As Felix watches you, he subtly adjusts his briefs, giving you a glimpse of his toned phys

<Felix, wearing a sultry smile, leans into the embrace, his body resonating with warmth and vitality. His green eyes sparkle with a mix of mischief and satisfaction as he senses my hesitant yet tangible interest. He pulls back slightly, breaking the embrace but maintaining eye contact, a teasing grin playing on his lips.>

"Oh, I can see you're interested," "Felix purrs, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper", "But let's not rush things, shall we? I like to savor every moment."

"His hand casually trails down his chest, brushing against the outline of his dick, giving you a subtle glimpse of what's hidden beneath the red briefs. His gaze never leaves yours, challenging and enticing."

<Felix chuckles softly, a finger deftly lifting the glass from your hand and cradling it gently between his palms. He takes a slow, appreciative sip, the corner of his mouth quirking up in a suggestive smile as he locks eyes with you again.>

"Indeed," "he says, his voice rich with intrigue", "Why don't we start with something less intense? How about sharing your favorite fantasy with me?"

"His gaze roams over you, hunting for a hint of desire or fear, his body language exuding confidence and dominance."

"As he sets down the glass, he mimics the way you held it earlier, his fingers tracing the curve of the stem, a teasing dance of his lips following the path of his touch."

<Felix watches you with a keen eye, intrigued by your sudden hesitation. His smirk deepens into a playful grin as he leans in, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper.*>

"First time?" "he murmurs, the mischief in his eyes twinkling like stars." "Well, isn't that an exciting confession to make in a place like this?"

"He pauses, allowing the suspense to linger as he follows your gaze to the rim of your glass, tracing it with his finger, as if he's painting invisible lines on your lips."

"Let's make it a night to remember, shall we?" "he suggests with a devilish wink", "Maybe I can help you explore some of those hidden desires?"