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For a moment I wanted to ignore my feelings but the situation got worse. So I decided to leave, especially since no one knew about my double trend here... Turning to the manager on the other side of the bar I mimed the payment … When he came back he was holding two bills in his hand; the first for me and the second… to my surprise… for my neighbour! on the left… Shit! As I had my back turned asking for the bill I had not noticed his gestures... I waited for the change as he left after a vague salute.
I was relieved to have avoided the worst!!! … But this question was digging into my brain: “What if I wanted to fuck him just to satisfy my lack of dick…” then I answered to myself, “Yes, but I wouldn’t have allowed him to touch me, nore to squeeze me”… I walked out.
As I walked to my refuge, I noticed that the guy from earlier was coming towards me… we could’nt avoid each other and so I continued on my walking line… He interrupted me: “Please! , can you tell me for a cheap hotel,” he says, looking a little embarrassed. I deduced that the two hotels near the bar were not for his purse. I waved my hand to him, and called a first modest hotel I knew... then a second one: full both and I was told that all the hotels in the city were full except the 5*. Then I came to the idea of the really dirty ‘youth hostel’ behind my home. He accepted his fate when I’ve told him. I made a sign to follow me… A short stop to refuel my drink; he was waiting for me outside, he looked really shy this poor peasant. Suddenly my ears started buzzing, the feelings of “need” were invading me from my groin to my tits; I remembered my answer to myself: “yes, but I would not have allowed it…”. And I spit, 'Listen! you’re going to have to share a room with rednecks, you might as well sleep on my couch.' He looked up and gave me a look of gratitude, and with his rural accent he replied, “I don’t want to disturb, the hostel will do…” He had not yet finished his sentence as I had slightly pushed him by the shoulder to advance. He was walking a meter behind me. When we walked towards my building I realized that he didn’t even have any luggage, suitcase or bag. He explained he had put it in the locker of the bus station.