You are in a strange city, anonymous. In a diner or a bar or the street, your gaze crosses that of another guy. You have never seen him before but you «recognise» each other at once. You feel a frisson that travels from your eyes to your cock via your brain. In that moment, only you and he exist. There is no hesitation. You turn and he follows. Somewhere discreet is quickly found. A doorway does. Then you are alone, facing each other. You drop your pants and boxers and so does he. Masturbation or blow job? He wants to be sucked. You kneel, grasp his buttocks in your hands and take his cock in your mouth. You tickle the sensitive underside of his glans with your tongue. He sighs and pushes more deeply into your throat. Your head is full of his flesh when he ejaculates. You swallows his unctuous sperm which burns your mouth with its bitter, oystery taste of the sea. Now it is your turn. You lean back against the wall and lift your shirt. He takes your cock in his fist and pumps you. You sign to him with a movement of your chin to masturbate you faster and squeeze you harder until the moment of relief explodes inside you. The tempest abates. You clean yourselves up and fix your clothing. You exchange brief smiles of thanks. He leaves to the left, you to the right. Back in the world, you seek the same glance of recognition from another brother as soon as possible wherever it can be found.