RFF: Truly butchtastic

We met at a nightclub. It’s not my sort of place, but friends have dragged me here, and I’m determined to enjoy myself anyway. A good looking butch catches my eye on the dance floor, and I find the courage to ask his name once he’s finished his dance.It’s Kyle, darlin’. What’s yours? I’m Eliot. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Eliot. Same here, Kyle. We exchange smiles while sizing each other up. I was instantly attracted to him and I...