September 1st, 1939. As per usual, the sky was a dull gray, void of all hope and meaning. Idle vagabonds wandered the street, their vacant stares filled with emptiness and despair. Sex Tiger Giovanny Hernandez felt futile and insignificant; nothing in life seemed to be of value to him.
Gio was known throughout the continent for his stunning good looks. It came as no surprise that he was very popular with the ladies. His chiseled jaw and rock-hard abs garnered the affection of every women he came across - he cared for none of them. His masculine body could not harbor the vacant feeling felt deep within his chest.
Robyn and Gio were polar opposites. Unlike Gio, Robyn was happy; his motivation to live a purposeful life was evident through his jubilant behavior. He seemed ignorant of the hopelessness that surrounded him - each and every day brought with it new contingencies.
. . . . .
Their encounter was sudden and sweet. All it took was a quick glance at Robyn for Gio to know he was in love. His excitement was inexpressible, but Gio instantly knew that his feelings were honest and pure. Not wanting to miss his moment, he acted swiftly. "I apologize for what I'm about to do" remarked Gio.
His hand gently caressed the back of Robyn's head, forcing him to tilt his head backwards. Without missing a beat, Gio leaned in for a kiss. Robyn's lips were soft and inviting; the only thing that could match his smooth lips were Kevin's velvety palms. The scent of blood flowed into Robyn's nose as Gio gently bit down on his lip. All at once, the wilting flowers buried deep within Gio's jaded heart suddenly blossomed.
"Oops.. didn't mean.. to bite down" uttered Gio apologetically.
Robyn was at a loss for words. Was there an appropriate response to the events that had just taken place? Probably not. Even so, Robyn's response was anything but appropriate.
"show me ur pee-pee xD" said Robyn seductively.
Perhaps Robyn's feelings were authentic and truthful; his sensualism may have been a sign of fleeting love. However, it was more likely that the alcohol previously consumed by Robyn was starting to kick in. Regardless, the past cannot be undone. His flirtatious words captivated Gio, causing a deep infatuation within his once-cold heart. This was the start of his new life.
. . . . .
Robyn awoke from his deep slumber, his eyes still damp from the previous night.
"I give up," muttered Robyn as he failed to wash the cum out of his eyes. "This is the third fucking time. Why is he so bad at aiming?" Robyn thought to himself.
He scanned his surroundings, a vast array of male sex toys lay scattered throughout the room. The familiar smell of lotion and Gio's trimmed pubic hair filled his lungs as he took in a deep breath.
Love was in the air.
Author's Note: Happy (late) birthday cuties 3