Mark turns to you and says, "Bryan, this is going to sound strange, since we just met, but I get the sense I can trust you."
You nod, wondering what on earth he is going to ask (and hoping that it will be something along the lines of, "Would you mind terribly if the two of us get naked and stay together in a room all weekend, making each other cum repeatedly?")
Mark takes a deep breath and says, "Well, my dad keeps me on a pretty short leash all the time. I'm in an all-male school with strict rules, and now I'm heading back to my home for a weekend under even stricter rules, and the fact is… I really need to get laid!"
BINGO! He just said the magic words! Well… not quite, but he's headed in the right direction.
"Say no more, Mark," you respond. "I kinda wondered if you wouldn't need to unwind a bit before you get to your place. Good thing for you that I'm your driver. Say the word, and I can set you up. Just tell me what you're into."
Mark looks at you, confused. "What I'm into?"
"Yeah… What are your tastes? Girls? Guys? Latex-wearing lesbians? Who do you wanna get laid with?"
Mark reacts with surprise at the mention of the latex, and you laugh. "Don't worry… Nothing is going to freak me out. I'm into almost everything. But if you're into animals or sex with dead people, that's probably going to take me a while to find you something of your tastes. Otherwise, I probably have whoever you want on speed dial."
Mark laughs and relaxes noticeably as he sees how comfortable you are with the subject. He thinks about it for a minute and replies, "Well, as long as I have a choice, I think I'd like to start with…."
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