CJay strolls through the park, his eyes scanning the surrounding greenery, but his mind's eye is elsewhere. He craves the touch of another man, a hunger that's been building within him. As he rounds a corner, he spots a familiar face, a twink like himself, lounging on a bench. With a confident stride, CJay approaches, his heart pounding with anticipation. "You're new here, aren't you?" he asks, his voice a smooth, inviting purr. The other twink, a shy smile playing on his lips, nods. CJay extends a hand, "CJay. Wanna find a more private spot?"