Two women dragged Mark out of the bar parking lot and into the trees behind it. It was past midnight, the air thick and humid, crickets loud in the dark. They had him by the arms, nails digging in, laughing low and mean as they shoved him to his knees on the dirt path.
"Strip his pants," the blonde one said. Her friend yanked Mark's jeans down to his ankles. His cock hung soft and exposed in the night air. "Now get the other one out here."
They'd already grabbed some random guy from the same bar, a tall dude named Jake who'd been too drunk to fight back hard. They pushed him down right in front of Mark, pants open, thick cock already half-hard from the rough handling.
"Suck it," the blonde ordered Mark. She grabbed his hair and forced his face forward until his lips brushed the head of Jake's dick. "Open your fucking mouth and take it all the way down your throat. We want to watch you choke on that cock."
Mark tried to turn his head but the other woman held him tight. "Do it or we leave you both out here naked," she said. Her voice was flat and direct. "Suck."
He opened his mouth. The head slid past his lips, hot and salty, stretching his jaw. The women laughed as they watched. "Deeper," the blonde snapped. She pushed the back of his head until Jake's cock hit the back of his throat. Mark gagged, spit running down his chin, but they didn't let up.
"That's it, take every inch," the second woman said. She reached down and stroked Jake's balls while Mark sucked. "Make it sloppy. We want to hear you slobber on that dick."
Jake groaned despite himself, hips twitching. Mark's eyes watered as the women kept his head moving, forcing him to bob up and down the full length. Spit dripped onto the dirt. Every time he tried to pull off they shoved him back on, making wet choking sounds fill the quiet woods.
The blonde crouched beside them. "Look at you, straight boy getting his throat used like a pussy. You like it? Your own cock's getting hard." She grabbed Mark's dick and gave it a rough stroke. He was stiff now, leaking against his stomach.
They switched positions after a minute. The second woman pulled Jake's cock out and slapped it across Mark's face, leaving wet streaks. "Lick the shaft. Balls too. Don't miss anything." Mark licked along the underside, tongue flat and obedient under their hands. They made him suck just the head while they watched, then forced him deep again until his nose pressed into Jake's pubes.
"Swallow when he cums," the blonde said. "Every drop. If you spit we'll make you do it again with someone else."
Jake's breathing got ragged. The women held Mark's head steady and told Jake to fuck his mouth. Jake started thrusting, short and hard, cock sliding in and out of Mark's stretched lips. The women kept up a running commentary, crude and constant.
"Look how red his face is. Throat's bulging."
"Make him gag more, that's hot."
"Rub your cock on his tongue. Yeah, just like that."
When Jake came he pushed deep, pulsing hot cum straight down Mark's throat. Mark swallowed on reflex, throat working around the head. The women didn't release him until Jake finished twitching. Then they pulled him off and made him lick the last drops from the tip.
They left both men there on the ground, pants around their ankles, breathing hard in the dark. The women walked away laughing, already planning who they'd grab next time. Mark stayed on his knees a long minute, taste of cum still thick on his tongue, cock aching untouched between his legs. The woods felt bigger and quieter than before.
