📍 Los Angeles, US
X O
**I met a boy called Dillon **💙
D and I were planning to collab later that week, so I invited him to dinner with my friends.
If you could’ve jumped into my head at three different moments that night,
this is what you would’ve heard:
🫱🏼🫲🏽 First impression:
What a cute guy. Super sweet… but wow, I don’t think I’ve ever met someone this shy.
_I couldn’t tell if I was more turned on… or turned off by it?? _😮💨
🍽️ An hour into dinner:
_His hand on my thigh feels… good. _🫦
He’s starting to open up, which is honestly really nice to see. I even told him that. Probably shouldn’t have. Was that cringe?
Either way… There’s something about the way he blushes when I hold eye contact just a little too long.
_I’m usually that guy. Tonight… I’m not. And I think I like it. _😏
🌙** **Later that night…
A little while ago he said it was hurting when I fucked him this hard. Now I’m thrusting so hard the sound of my body slamming into him from behind is overpowering the beautiful sound of his moaning.
_Maybe I should ask if he’s okay? But I’m afraid he’s gonna ask me to slow down.. it feels so fucking good. I have lowkey no idea how we got into this hotel room, but somehow we have managed to book it, check in and fuck all over it?? _🥵
I slow down and lean in to kiss the back of his neck. I ask him if he’s okay. He smiled with his eyes rolled back into his head.
“Don’t stop."
I thought to myself, next time I fuck him like this —** I'll make sure to record it. **
PS. I totally let him win at tic tac toe.
