Come home with me tonight ||youngestbrody||
Walking around the boardwalk, a bottle of rum in one hand, his other stuffed into the pocket of his leather jacket, David looked around for someone to take home tonight. He was feeling up for some fun, anyway. He wasn't sure whether it'd be male or female, though. He just needed to look for someone to spark his interests. Usually that didn't take long. When he was tipsy, it seemed a bit easier. All he did was look for someone with the best looks, the best body, and the best scent.
He lifted his head a bit, his nose in the air as he looked from person to person. No, no, no, too fat, too ugly, hair not long enough... He gave an irritated sigh as he dropped his head. Maybe he'd have to go a bit out of town, tonight. No one looked good enough for him--wait. He turned his head, catching a scent of a young man. Shit, that smells good...
His eyes stopped on a young man. He was a bit tanned, dark hair, nice chest... he seemed a bit toned. David liked that. Seemed perfectly fuckable, too. Wow, he couldn't wait to destroy that.
He gave a light smirk, and took a swig out of the bottle before he stepped up to the young man, and pushed on his shoulder.
"Hey you."