"Chaylen, you might want to join our club.”
Chaylen looked at the man who held his palm. The man's physique is handsome, with tallness and smooth skin. Although his hair is in a soldier cut, the red lipstick on his lips is still noticeable. And even though his voice is big, Chaylen can clearly see from his movement that he is this big guy's ideal type.
"Because I don't plan to join clubs," Chaylen shuddered as he tried to remove his hand.
"Don’t be a killjoy, dude.” The man tightened his grip. “Just try it~”
Chaylen has no anger or resentment towards homosexuals. They are happy to be with. Case in point, because he's a straight man, he's uncomfortable with the situation.
"Dude, can you let me go?" Chaylen begged.
Terban just passed by them and stopped for a moment to watch. He could clearly see Chaylen’s lost face and he was really enjoying it. Terban started to walk closer. "Let go of him," Terban warned.
