The neon sign flickered in the window, casting an eerie glow over the dimly lit bar. Milton hesitated for a moment before pushing open the heavy door and stepping inside. He was a man of routine, and this was not part of it. But sometimes, a man needed to shake things up.
Milton took a seat at the counter, his eyes scanning the room. It was a seedy place, the kind of bar he would never normally set foot in. But there was something thrilling about being out of his element. He ordered a drink, his hands shaking slightly as he handed the bartender a crumpled bill.
The seat next to him was suddenly occupied by a man who was his exact opposite. Peter was aggressive, dominating, and confident. He was the kind of man who commanded attention, and Milton couldn't help but feel intimidated by his presence.
"Hey, nerd," Peter said, his voice low and gravelly. "What's a guy like you doing in a place like this?"
Milton felt a spark of anger at the insult, but there was also something else. Intrigue. He turned to face Peter, his eyes meeting the other man's challenging gaze.
"Just trying to broaden my horizons," Milton replied, his voice steady. "You know, step out of my comfort zone."
Peter raised an eyebrow, impressed by Milton's quick wit. "Well, you've certainly done that," he said, a hint of a smile playing at the corners of his lips. "I like a man who's not afraid to take risks."
The two men fell into a flirtatious conversation, their banter sharp and witty. Peter invited Milton back to his apartment for a drink, and Milton hesitated. But there was something about Peter that he found irresistible. He agreed, and the two men left the bar.
As they walked, Peter made a suggestive comment about Milton's body. Milton felt a surge of confidence, his earlier intimidation replaced by a desire to play hard to get.
"I don't think I'm your type," Milton said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "I'm not exactly your typical muscle-bound jock."
Peter laughed, his eyes shining with amusement. "Oh, I think you underestimate yourself," he said, his voice low and seductive. "There's more to you than meets the eye."
Once at Peter's apartment, the two men continued their flirtatious banter over drinks. Peter became more aggressive, his advances becoming more and more obvious. Milton felt a mix of fear and excitement, his heart racing as Peter moved closer.
Peter made his move, his lips crashing down on Milton's. Milton, feeling both scared and excited, allowed the kiss. Peter took control, his hands roaming over Milton's body.
Milton helped Peter remove his clothes, his hands shaking with anticipation. Peter was rough and dominating, his touch sending shivers down Milton's spine.
Peter took Milton to his bedroom, his eyes burning with desire. Milton, finally giving in to his long-held desires, allowed Peter to have his way with him. It was a night of passion and pleasure, a night that Milton would never forget.
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