Charlie’s sensation was that of falling. He didn’t know how long it had been, or where he’d even been when he started. His memories seemed to shift, as if those of a dream, which was distressing, because they seemed to be the last 12 years of his memories. Regardless, his next sensation was a sweet scent in the air, and warm water. Instincts he didn’t know he had kicked in, and he sought the source of the scent, a nearby man, who seemed to be emitting the scent. Charlie grabbed the man and pressed him down in the tub, feeling an urge he’d never felt before, an urge that prompted him to slide his cock inside the other man.