In my vivid fantasy, we meet in a bustling bar. You're nervous, your tiny penis hidden beneath baggy jeans. But as the night wears on and the drinks flow, I notice your erection straining against the fabric. You can't hide it anymore. You excuse yourself to the restroom, and I follow, finding you at the urinal, throbbing cock in hand. I push you against the wall, dropping to my knees, taking your length into my mouth. You gasp, precum leaking onto my tongue. I taste it, encouraging you to keep going. You fuck my mouth, growing harder, bigger, until you're a titan. I can feel your imminent explosion. You warn me, but I don't stop. You cumshot hits the back of my throat, coating my tongue, and I swallow every drop.