As he got onto Charring Cross Road, a bus was pulling up, so he ran for it and made it. That was handy. There was a seat available as well. Once he was seated, he put his headphones on, and started one of his playlists. The seven vodkas he’d drunk were swirling round and making him feel reckless, so he opened the infamous hookup app.
BreedMe69:Sup
Milo rolled his eyes at the profile name, but to be fair, it was clear what the guy wanted. The picture was a faceless torso, but the guy was muscular with tattoos, which was perfection.
TwinkTop8:Where are you based?
Milo didn’t believe in wasting time with pleasantries– well, not when he was drunk. He snorted at his own profile name, which was new. The one thing gay men did not do was read, so he needed to get the point across in his profile name. Yes, he had a twink look, but he didn’t bottom, and he was packing the right equipment.
BreedMe69:Holloway. How hung?
Milo rolled his eyes.
TwinkTop8:8
BreedMe69:Pics?
TwinkTop8[three pictures of cock from different angles]
BreedMe69:You free now?
Milo could stay on the same bus to Holloway, so it wasn’t too much of a faff. The guy must have had a wide search radius on to pick up Milo in Soho, but who was he to complain?
TwinkTop8:Send face pic
BreedMe69:[two pictures of Langdon lookalike]
Milo had to do a double take, as he wasn’t sure if the guy was catfishing Langdon, but it wasn’t him. He did a quick reverse search on the images and nothing came up, so the guy wasn’t using a stock image, but it didn’t throw up any social media hits either. That could be because he had all his profiles locked down. It wasn’t an instant red flag.
BreedMe69 shared his address, which was only five minutes from where the bus stopped, so that worked out. Milo said he’d be there in twenty minutes. He was about to close the app when he got another message.
SilverFoxSubDL:Hello handsome!
TwinkTop8:Hello yourself. You got a face pic?
SilverFoxSubDL:I’m DL. Are you a total top?
TwinkTop8:Yes. Packing eight inches.
SilverFoxSubDL:Would love it inside me!
Milo couldn’t help but chuckle. The guy knew what he wanted, but he would not meet a faceless profile– he could be a serial killer. He respected people’s right to privacy, but he needed to see a face picture before he met up with someone. It was a rule he never broke.
SilverFoxSubDL:Do you know The Back Room?
Milo smiled. What self-respecting gay man didn’t know that underground club in King’s Cross? It was infamous for its... back room. Milo had never been in there, but he’d visited the club and seen many a man disappear for a while into the notorious maze. It wasn’t a dark room, more like a dark labyrinth from what he’d heard from Hassan, who’d definitely had firsthand experience of shuffling around inside the cavernous space with his pants around his ankles.
TwinkTop8:Who hasn’t heard of that place?
SilverFoxSubDL:We could meet in one of the rooms. My hole will be prepped and waiting for you to fuck me hard with that big cock of yours.
Okay, this guy knew how to talk, but he already had something arranged, and the lack of a face picture was settingoff red flags, especially when he was asking to meet in a dark room. This guy was taking DL to another level. Milo looked at his pictures again. There were no tattoos, but he was muscled and hairy, which was a big tick for Milo. He zoomed in and could see grey in his chest hair. Fuck, that was hot. His profile said he was forty, so he would be at least five years older than that, if not more. Milo must be one of the few guys online who didn’t lie about his age.
The secret silver fox was tempting as there was something about him that piqued his interest, but Milo didn’t piss people around. He’d made a commitment to fuck BreedMe69, and he would honour it. Now that was a sentence he would never say out loud.
SilverFoxSubDL:You into verbal?
Milo couldn’t resist replying to that. He loved a filthy mouth.
