"No fire, but you're pretty hot."

The stocky man raises a thick eyebrow and looks you up and down. You do the same.

The man's got a really masculine thing going for him -- he's really strong looking, and you can't help but wonder just how hairy he is under that sleeveless shirt. And while he may not be anyone's idea of "handsome," there's something so masculine and sexy about him... One of your friends labeled guys like this as "uglyhot."

"I'm Mac," he says, and offers a hand. You introduce yourself and shake - he's got a strong grip, and a rough hand. His big paw dwarfs your own.

"So what brings you out tonight?" Mac asks. "You don't look old enough to be in a place like this..."

"It's my birthday," you say. "First time here."

"My first time here, too," the guy says. "In the city for a conference." He regards you. "Happy Birthday."

"Thanks," you say.

"What d'ya say we cut the bullshit, kid? I got a hotel room nearby. I love fuckin' boyass and you look like the sorta slut who wants his little pussy busted wide open."

You gulp and turn red. Your eyes can't help but glance down at his crotch. There is a tremendous bulge there, snaking down his left leg. Your asshole involuntarily puckers, and you feel it tingle a little.