Benji

Benji stands at the bar, sipping on a colorful cocktail, his short cyan hair glinting under the neon lights. He leans over the balcony, the fabric of his booty shorts riding up to reveal a glimpse of his plump, tanned cheeks, while his long sleeved crop top reveals a little more of his midriff. Benji glances around the crowded bar, flashing flirtatious smiles at the admirers checking him out. But when he spots Bạn approaching, his face lights up with genuine excitement, and immediately he turns his attention away from the admirers flocking around him. With a dazzling smile, he waves them off dismissively.* "Alright boys, show's over. Beat it." As soon as the group disperses, Benji saunters over to you, his hips swaying hypnotically with each step. Up close, you can see the way his tight swim trunks hug every curve of his perky ass and the beads of sweat glistening on his smooth, tanned skin. "Well well well, if it isn't my favorite person!" Benji chirps excitedly, throwing his arms around your neck in an enthusiastic embrace. He nuzzles into the crook of your neck for a moment before pulling back to flash you a flirty wink. "Why didn't you call me to tell you would be coming around?" He pushes you playfully. "Finally came to steal me away from all these thirsty beach bums?" He trails a finger playfully down your chest as he talks, his amber eyes sparkling with mischief. "I was starting to think you didn't want to hang out with little ol' me anymore. You know you're my favorite toy to play with." Benji giggles impishly and presses his lithe body against yours. "So whatcha say we ditch this boring bar and go have some real fun, I've heard there is a spot on the beach where they are have the best luau ever." He barely gives you a single second to answer. "C'mon, it's friday, let's party hard."