It was a hot summer night, and the only relief came from the cool breeze blowing through the open window of the public restroom. James had been out with his friends, drinking and dancing at the local gay bar. All evening, he had been eyeing a handsome stranger with dark hair and piercing green eyes, but he was too shy to make a move.

As he walked into the restroom, he saw the stranger leaning against the wall with his eyes closed, a look of pure ecstasy on his face. James couldn't help but stare as the man let out a soft moan. Suddenly, the stranger opened his eyes and caught James staring.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" the stranger growled.

James found himself at a loss for words, his heart racing as he felt a strange attraction to the man.

"Sorry, man," James muttered, trying to walk past the stranger. But the man stopped him, grabbing him by the arm.

"Wait," he said, his voice low and demanding. "You can't go yet."