Coffeeshop

This particular coffeeshop was known for being very LGBTQ friendly. So Aaron felt comfortable in a bra and panties and makeup, looking every bit as androgynous as he was feeling. He nervously sipped at his white chocolate mocha, when he saw Eugene.

Even in a casual coffeeshop meetup, the nerdy Eugene was in a button-down shirt and bowtie and slacks. Aaron smiled. You could take the nerd out of the library, but he'd still be a nerd, he thought. Eugene saw him, and smiled. Aaron blushed hotly. If Deshazior had seen him like this out and about, he'd run the other way. Eugene was excited.

They sat together and talked for an hour, about school, about life. Eventually, unbidden, Aaron was hanging on every word Eugene said, and his soft, manicured hand dipped between Eugene's thighs, resting just below his cock. Eugene looked down, and then at Aaron, kissing him deeply.

"I think we should maybe move this discussion back to my apartment," Eugene said.

***

Eugene peeled off Aaron's skinny jeans, revealing his silver thonged ass. Eugene bit his lower lip, standing up, and now Aaron knelt, unbuckling the Black nerd, his cock still captured in tighty whities. Aaron tugged down the underwear with great expectation, and was rewarded. It wasn't as big or as girthy as Deshazior, but it was nine inches long, with heavy foreskin and a big set of balls.

Aaron moaned, leaning in to breath in the sexy cock, kissing the man from his cockhead to his asshole, sniffing him urgently.

"What do you think?" Eugene asked.

"Oh, I think your cock is beautiful, Eugene. Oh, I'm so lucky," Aaron said happily. He was in love, and he proved it to Eugene that night. By the next morning, they were a couple, waking up in bed together, nude, their bodies intertwined. There was no shame like with Deshazior. No hiding it. Just acceptance, and love. The possibilities were limitless for Aaron.