The night began promisingly, with a mysterious, horny bottom sliding into our DMs. We chatted, teased, and sent naughty pics, the anticipation building. Finally, he agreed to meet at my place. But as I stripped naked, lubed up, and eagerly awaited his arrival, the little devil left me hanging — literally. No knock on the door, no text, just... gone. Left me with my throbbing cock and a mind full of 'what ifs' and 'what nexts'. So, I'm curious, fellow kinksters, what would you have done in my situation?