The Patna Hotel That Made Me a Pretty Bottom
I was twenty-three, confident, and very much a top when his message lit up my Grindr screen in Patna. He was fifty-five, visiting from Delhi for a week-long work assignment, staying at a mid-range hotel near the station. His profile was simple: “Pure bottom, loves young tops, discrete fun only.” We chatted for ten minutes tops before he sent the room number. My cock was already twitching at the thought of a quick, no-strings blowjob. I didn’t even bother with underwear. Just a loose black t-shirt that hugged my chest and a pair of tight blue jeans that made my … Read more