#3048: Transylvania- Romania
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Daniel and Martin met online and, after long weeks of texting, finally decided to meet at a nightclub. Though Daniel is nervous, the night unfolds into something more passionate and exciting than he could have hoped for.
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Transcript
Daniel felt nervous—terrified, even. He knew Martin well enough from weeks of texting, but meeting in person was something entirely different. Sexting had made him bold, eager to explore fantasies, but in real life, he doubted whether he could follow through. Still, the thought of finally meeting Martin thrilled him, even as his stomach twisted with anxiety.
The hours slipped by, and soon it was time. Daniel tore through his wardrobe trying to find the perfect outfit, eventually pulling together something that felt confident but not over the top. Doubt lingered until the very moment he left his house, even making him consider changing again, but he forced himself out the door.
The night air was cool, goosebumps rising on his arms as he walked toward the nightclub. The building itself was infamous—set in a former medieval fortress, now transformed into the newest hot spot. He didn’t care about the location. All that mattered was Martin.
On the way, he distracted himself by watching the colorful shops and small markets of the city, details that most people never imagined when they thought of Transylvania. But the closer he came, the faster his heart pounded. A message from Martin confirmed he was already waiting.
And then Daniel saw him. Martin stood at the entrance beside a motorcycle, and Daniel’s breath caught. Somehow, he looked even more handsome than his photos. His smile widened involuntarily as he approached, nerves buzzing under his skin. Martin greeted him warmly, pulling him into a tight hug that left Daniel’s face burning with happiness.
Inside, the music pulsed so loudly it was hard to speak, but they managed a drink before moving to the dance floor. At first, Daniel stayed cautious, keeping just enough distance, but every accidental brush of hands or hips sparked fire inside him. Slowly, courage built. He slid his hands onto Martin’s hips, pulling him close. Martin’s eyes widened, but then his arms wrapped around Daniel’s shoulders, and suddenly they were pressed together, swaying in the rhythm, tension simmering hotter with every beat.
The heat between them grew unbearable, and when Martin leaned close to suggest they leave, Daniel agreed instantly.
Cold air rushed over him outside, but warmth returned when Martin draped his leather jacket over Daniel’s shoulders. Then came the motorcycle. Daniel admitted he had never ridden one and was afraid, but he still climbed on, wrapping his arms tightly around Martin’s waist. The engine roared, and at first, panic gripped him. But as they rode through the city, lights flashing past, fear melted into exhilaration. The wind against his face, his cheek against Martin’s shoulder—it all felt intoxicating.
Soon they left the city behind, heading toward a meadow with a castle shadowing it from above. Martin led him further, through trees, until an opening revealed a hidden lake glowing in the moonlight. From behind the trees, Martin produced a basket, a blanket, and candles. Daniel’s nerves softened at the sight of it—a secret place prepared just for him.
They spread the blanket, candles flickering around them, and the night shifted. The arousal that began on the dance floor returned, stronger than before. Their lips collided, clothes tugged away in haste, until Daniel lay naked beneath Martin’s touch. Hands stroked his cock, making him groan helplessly. Then Martin’s mouth wrapped around him, sucking, and Daniel’s body arched, overwhelmed by the sudden flood of sensation. He finished hard, spilling into Martin’s mouth, trembling with the release.
Even before his breath steadied, Daniel turned onto all fours, presenting himself. Behind him, he heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper, then the firm press of Martin’s cock against his entrance. Slowly, deeply, Martin slid inside, filling him until Daniel cried out. Each thrust was harder, deeper, Martin’s hands gripping his hips and pulling him back, raw and animalistic. Daniel’s moans echoed across the meadow as pleasure built higher, overwhelming until he collapsed against the blanket, shuddering through his orgasm.
Martin followed soon after, groaning as he emptied himself, then slipping out to collapse beside Daniel. They lay together under the moonlight, sweaty and breathless, the candles flickering low. Daniel smiled, whispering that maybe he should go out more often if nights like this were the result. Martin promised he would make sure of it.