Hayes was a 19 year old college student that had a passion for basketball. Even though he didn’t play for his college team, he liked to go to open gyms around town and play basketball with other guys around his age.

On Wednesday, when Hayes normally went to open gym, somebody new that he didn’t recognize showed up.

It was a man that looked a few years older than Hayes. The man was tall, very tall and had dark skin and intimidating eyes. Hayes knew immediately that he wanted the man on his team.

Hayes went up to the man and introduced himself, inviting him to play on his team for the day. He grunted in response, replying with a blank ‘Kofi’ when Hayes asked for his name.

After a couple weeks of playing basketball together, Kofi nonchalantly invited Hayes to a NBA game. Hayes was very surprised, but undeniably excited, not ever having the money to buy a ticket for such a big game himself.

Kofi asked for Hayes’ number, which the boy thought nothing of, and put his number in Kofi’s phone. The man said he’d pick Hayes up the next day, Hayes feeling eternally grateful that he wouldn’t have to drive up himself.

’What a nice friend!’ Was what Hayes thought. Boy, was he so damn wrong.

Kofi picked him up from his house in a nice, expensive black truck, getting out of his side to open the passenger door for Hayes. Hayes thought Kofi was just being polite, he didn’t know the man’s true intentions.

When Kofi started to drive, Hayes could feel the heated seats and the way the seats were so comfy that he sunk back into them.

Kofi noticed it, a small grunt leaving the back of his throat as he glanced at Hayes.

“Yeah, y’like that?” Kofi murmured, voice deep and rough. Hayes was too oblivious to hear the seductiveness.

Hayes was so oblivious that he didn’t realize Kofi was gay and hitting on him. Hayes thought this was a hangout, Kofi thought it was a date.