Jake saw the guy the second he walked into the bar. Tall, thick arms, tight jeans showing a heavy bulge. No small talk needed. Jake walked straight over, leaned in, and said, I want to suck your cock. Right now.
The guy grinned, grabbed Jake by the belt, and pulled him toward the back door. They ended up in the alley behind the bar, the smell of garbage and beer in the air. The guy shoved Jake to his knees on the dirty pavement.
Get it out, the guy ordered.
Jake unzipped him fast. The cock that flopped out was already half hard, thick, veined, and heavy. Jake wrapped his hand around the base, squeezed, and watched it swell the rest of the way. He opened his mouth and took the head in, tongue flat, sucking hard right away. No teasing. He wanted it down his throat.
The guy groaned and thrust forward. Jake relaxed his jaw and let the cock slide deeper. Spit ran down his chin as he worked it, bobbing fast, cheeks hollowing with every pull. The guy grabbed the back of Jakes head and started fucking his mouth in short, rough strokes.
Fuck yeah, suck that dick, the guy growled. Take it all.
Jakes eyes watered but he didnt pull back. He opened wider, nose pressing into pubes, throat squeezing around the head every time it pushed in. Saliva dripped onto his shirt. His own cock was rock hard in his jeans, but he ignored it. This was about getting used.
The guy pulled out suddenly, spit stringing from Jakes lips to the wet cock. Stand up. Pants down.
Jake obeyed. The guy spun him around, bent him over a stack of crates, and dropped to his knees behind him. Rough hands spread Jakes ass and a hot tongue dragged straight over his hole. No warning. The guy licked and sucked at the tight ring, getting it wet and sloppy, then shoved two fingers inside without lube.
Jake hissed at the stretch but pushed back. The guy finger-fucked him hard while his other hand reached around and stroked Jakes cock in the same rhythm.
Then the tongue returned, licking around the fingers, sucking at the skin.
Turn around, the guy said after a minute. I want your mouth again.
Jake dropped back to his knees. The cock was even harder now. He sucked it greedily, one hand jerking the base while his mouth took the rest. The guys balls tightened. Jake could taste the first bitter drops of pre-cum.
Gonna feed you, the guy warned.
Jake kept sucking, faster, noisier. Wet sounds filled the alley. When the guy came, it was thick and heavy, pulsing straight down Jakes throat. Jake swallowed every shot, throat working, not spilling a drop. He kept sucking until the guy pulled away, oversensitive.
The guy hauled Jake up, shoved him against the wall, and dropped to suck Jakes cock in return. No slow build. He took it to the root in one go, throat tight and hot. Jake lasted maybe thirty seconds before he shot, the guy swallowing it all just as greedily.
They stood there catching their breath, cocks still out, spit and cum on their chins.
Same time tomorrow? the guy asked.
Jake wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grinned. Bring a friend.
