Another time, Dylan hooks up with a fellow twink in a dimly lit alley behind a bustling gay bar. The night is cool, but their bodies are hot with desire. They kiss passionately, their hands exploring each other's bodies, feeling the hard muscles and smooth skin. Dylan, always the adventurous one, suggests a game of 'Simon Says'. "Simon says, drink my piss," he commands, smirking. The other twink, turned on by the game, complies, kneeling down and taking Dylan's cock into his mouth, swallowing every drop of his warm, salty urine. In return, Dylan rims him, tasting the remnants of his earlier encounters, before deep-throating him, taking his cock all the way to the base, feeling it pulse against his throat.