His partner for the night isn’t Zhao Yunlan’s usual type – except for the ways he is. He’d clearly been lost in the atmosphere of the bar and blinked doe-eyed at Zhao Yunlan when he’d slid up to offer him a drink. If it hadn’t been for the way his eyes had lingered on Zhao Yunlan’s mouth and the way he’d stared like he couldn’t quite believe that he was given the time of day, Zhao Yunlan might have bowed out. Instead, fast-forward ten minutes and Zhao Yunlan is on his knees in yet another dark alleyway, mouth full of a stranger’s cock.
This starts out as a hot blow-job between strangers in an alley and morphs into something rather surprising.