The drink was spiked

Tracy is almost finished the glass when he realized that this guy was sitting next to him. When did that happen? He didn't even know his name. He should really find out. He opened his mouth to say something but what interrupted by the man standing suddenly.

"Come on," he said with a predatory grin.

"Where are we going?" Tracy asked confused.

Tracy found himself being pulled off his seat and was standing close to this guy. His head was buzzing, spinning and clouded. The man brushed the side of Tracy's face then touched his lips with his thumb. Tracy felt a hand snake along his back and pull him tight.

They walked as Tracy was still trying to think about what was happening. Why was he so close to this guy right now? Where were they going? Who was he?

Tracy finds himself walking up stairs to a door that the man opens. It opens to a room that looks very similar to his own. Tracy is lead inside as the man steps in and locks the door behind them.

"Come over here," He says taking Tracy's hands and pulling him to a bed.

"What's going on?" Tracy asks, not sitting on the bed.

"Shhh," he whispers into Tracy's ear.

Tracy's head is spinning as he feels something on his thigh. Tracy looks down to see the man stroking his smooth leg up and down. His fingers work between his thighs.

"Uhh," Tracy moans trying to tell him to stop.

"That's right baby. You want this as much as I do," he says taking off Tracy's glasses and hat with his free hand.

The man turns Tracy's face toward his own and touched their mouths together. He kissed Tracy forcefully and deeply, forcing his tongue into his mouth. Tracy wasn't given much choice as his hands are wrapped around the hard bulge in the man's shorts.