My hand searched until it found a bump on my head. Gay sex A desk, chair, “my” bed, another bed parallel to mine, bed-side table/drawer, and a dresser. My head felt fuzzy and I couldn’t remember a thing. “Likewise.” I reached out to meet him and he gripped my hand firmly. My breathing became frantic and a sharp pain ran through my head. My breathing became frantic and a sharp pain ran through my head. Hair the color of warmth, a brown that could only be met by the milkiest chocolate. The light, from what I guessed was the bathroom, blinded me and kept the figure in shadows. The light, from what I guessed was the bathroom, blinded me and kept the figure in shadows. Arms that were well defined, not bumped. “What’s going on?” I asked, not him, but to the entirety around us. “Whoah! The weirdest thing is that we all share two common traits.” He paused and drew breath. My breathing became frantic and a sharp pain ran through my head. The light, from what I guessed was the bathroom, blinded me and kept the figure in shadows. “Name’s Kodi.” He called from the other room.
