Shiro is two drinks deep, bored out of his mind as his date? (Who...

'Whoa you have -like- the biggest tits I've ever seen.'
His date frownsat the interruption and glances to the left.
Shiro follows his gaze to - whoa. Oh wow.
His dark hair held back by a bedazzled band, neon purple crop top with 'birthday baby' in bubble letters, wearing the tightest pants Shiro’s ever seen.
Shiro feels the drink dribble out of his mouth and onto his shirt.
The cute guy in the crop top doesn't seem to care that Shiro spit cranberry mixer all down the front of his white shirt.
His eyes are - yep. Focused on Shiro’s chest.
'Hello?' Shiro asks.
Shiro feels his eyebrows go wide, 'Touch - me?'
'What the hell?' His date hisses.
The guy smiles and it's - whoa.
Shiro places a hand over the stained section of his left pec, 'My chest?'
'Aaaand that's the end of that.' A woman with blonde pigtails emerges from behind him, 'Whew. I left you alone for one whole minute.'
And as the hand is removed and the guy pouts at his friends interruption-
All Shiro can think about is the guy doing exactly that while wearing that crop top and leaving nail marks around Shiro’s nipples.
The cutie slaps his friends hand away with a clumsy wave, 'I asked first!'
'You are sooo drunk.' Romelle laughs, 'Sorry about that. He loves the big bongos.' She taps her own voluptuous boobs.
'I don't mind.' Shiro grins, 'Anything for the birthday boy. Have you been good?'
'I mind.' His date growls.
'So good.' The cutie swoons.
'Keith.' The cutie tilts his head, 'Is this your boyfriend?'
'No.' 'Yes.'
Shiro blinks, 'No.'
'We've been on 3 dates!' His date hisses.
Keith gives a very drunk, very sad look at Shiro’s pecs.
'Wait.' Shiro says, 'It's his birthday. And no one else is giving them any attention.'
Shiro stares at it, 'In what world is that your decision?'
'Meow.' Keith says.
Shiro sets his cup on the table top, 'Go for it, kitten.'
His hand is tiny. And barely covers the fill circumference. A heady bolt of lust at the imagining of how small that hand would look around his cock makes Shiro hard.
'Oh good lord.' The blonde says faintly.
'I have two.' Shiro murmurs.
Keith’s eyes lift, dark and lovely under his think lashes.
Keith’s other hand presses to Shiro’s other pec and he lets out a low, breathy little sigh.
Shiro wonders if he makes that same sound when he sinks onto a cock.
'Ten bucks says the big guy takes the small one home and cracks him like a glowstick.'
'I'll take that bet.' Shiro says.
Keith snorts, 'Buy me dinner first.'
'Hey this is second base.' Shiro grins, 'We skipped dinner.'
'Who are you people?' Shiro's date hisses.
'They made me come out for my birthday.' Keith pets dreamily at Shiro's nipples, 'Shame I can't put my mouth on them.'
Keith hums softly and gives each of Shiro’s pecs a pat before dragging his fingers down his stomach. They pause at the waistband of his jeans.
'Thanks.' Keith murmurs.
'Anytime.' Shiro replies breathlessly.
'Want my number?' Keith asks.
'He does NOT.'
'He does.' Shiro says.
'Hopefully not enough to feel like he can't call me.'
'Will you answer?' Keith whispers, summoning a phone between them.
'Happy Birthday.' Shiro murmurs.
'Thanks for the gift." Keith grins, taking a step back and allowing his friend to steer him back into the crowd.
Shiro puts Keith’s name in his phone as 'Kitten'.
'Word of advice?' Shiro glances up, 'Don't bring your next date to a club.'
'Just like that? 3 dates out the window for a little drunk twink in a crop top? There are hundreds like him!'
'Thanks for letting me fondle your tits!'
Shiro laughs, 'I don't think there's anyone like him.'
I kept seeing posts where we were admiring Shiro’s big honkers and well I had to
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