The Encounter

Today is a big day... I'm going to stop being a virgin.

My name is Esteban, and yesterday I finally turned 18, 18 years old. 170, 55 kg, brown hair, short. I never thought this day would come. You know what? I'm gay. Today I'm going to prove it to myself. The whole world tries to prove that I'm not, but today I'll put my doubts to rest. Because today I'm going to lose my virginity. I've been dreaming about it for 2 years. I'm on my way to a well-known cruising spot, which I've read about in various internet stories. It's on the outskirts of Madrid, but it's not too far from my house, about a 30-minute bus ride. I'm almost there. To kill the last few minutes, I open the famous gay dating app to see who's online. My nickname is "New to this". As soon as I open it, I get a message.

"What's up?" I look at the profile. The guy is not bad. 30 years old. Beautiful green eyes, nice smile. Will he be the one to take my virginity?

I lift my head, and we're arriving. I grab my backpack, get up from the seat, and press the button to request a stop. It seems like no one else on the bus is getting off here. Better. I get off the bus. I adjust my cap. I don't want to be recognized. I head towards the end of the street where the wasteland is. I'm walking nervously. But I'm so excited... In the distance, I see a young guy, my age or a bit older, walking in the same direction. Then another, and another. They're all going in the same direction, so that's where I need to go. I quickly take the same path, through the underbrush. With my head down, I almost bump into a guy, a tall, well-built, blond man in his fifties, dressed in a suit.

"You could watch where you're going!" the man said in a rude and authoritarian tone.

"Sorry," I stutter, looking away.

I continue on my way. I see two guys making out in the bushes. I'm fascinated by the situation. "Dude, today you lose your virginity, you're going to get laid," I tell myself. And I start walking around. I cross paths with a black guy. He's not bad, but no, I'd rather lose my virginity to someone less exotic. I cross paths with a lighter-skinned guy. I turn around. He also turns around. No, too short. And he has a silly smile. I look at my watch: damn, I've already been walking around for half an hour. "Dude, you need to make a decision," I tell myself. I put my hand in my backpack. "Damn, I forgot my cigarettes. Shit." I look around, and who do I see? The blond guy from the beginning, sitting on a fallen tree, smoking a cigarette, looking at his phone. He sees me, looks at me:

"We meet again"

"Yes, it seems so," I say, looking away.

"Looks like your destiny is to run into me"

"Can I have a cigarette?" I ask him.

"Earn it," he tells me again in an authoritarian and rude tone, staring at me while taking a drag on his cigarette.

"How do I do that?" I ask.

He gets up and tells me "Fo...