Jake slammed the locker shut and turned around, sweat still dripping down his chest from the late workout. The gym was empty except for one guy, a built stranger with dark stubble and arms thick from heavy lifts. Their eyes locked for a second too long.
"You been staring all night," the stranger said, voice low and rough. He stepped closer, no shirt on, shorts already tenting. "Name's Ryan."
"Jake. And yeah, I was." Jake didn't waste time. He grabbed Ryan by the waistband and yanked him in, mouths crashing together hard. Tongues shoved deep, teeth scraping. Ryan's hand went straight to Jake's cock, squeezing through the thin fabric.
"Fuck, you're thick," Ryan growled. He dropped to his knees right there on the tile, yanked Jake's shorts down, and swallowed him in one go. No teasing, just hot wet suction all the way to the root. Jake groaned and thrust forward, hands fisting Ryan's hair.
Ryan sucked like he was starving, spit running down Jake's balls as he bobbed fast and sloppy. His tongue pressed hard under the head on every pull back. Jake fucked his mouth rough, hips snapping, balls slapping Ryan's chin.
"Get up," Jake ordered after a minute. He spun Ryan around, bent him over the bench, and ripped those shorts down. Ryan's ass was firm and hairy, hole already twitching. Jake spat on his fingers and shoved two straight in, no lube, just working them deep and fast. Ryan pushed back, grunting.
"Harder, fucker. Stretch that hole."
Jake added a third finger, twisting and pumping until Ryan's rim was slick and open. Then he lined up his cock, spat on it once, and drove in balls-deep in one thrust. Ryan cursed loud, body jerking, but he shoved back for more.
They fucked standing, Jake pounding raw and relentless. Skin slapped loud in the empty room. Sweat slicked their bodies. Jake gripped Ryan's hips hard enough to bruise, slamming in over and over, cock stretching that tight ass wide. Ryan reached back and spread his cheeks, begging for it deeper.
"Give me every inch, fill me up."
Jake pulled out, flipped Ryan onto his back on the bench, and hooked his legs over his shoulders. He slammed back in, fucking straight down into him. Ryan's cock bounced between them, leaking onto his abs. Jake wrapped a fist around it and stroked in time with his thrusts, rough and fast.
Ryan came first, shooting thick ropes across his own chest and stomach while Jake kept pounding through the clench. The tight squeeze dragged Jake over the edge. He buried himself to the hilt and unloaded deep, pumping hot cum into Ryan's guts with every pulse.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard. Jake pulled out slow, watching his load drip out of Ryan's used hole. Ryan grinned up at him, wiped a finger through the mess, and sucked it clean.
"Same time tomorrow?" he asked.
Jake just nodded and pulled him up for another filthy kiss.
