I met Jake at the bar on a Friday night when I was already three beers deep and horny as hell. He was built like a linebacker, thick arms, stubble, and eyes that said he wanted to wreck something. We skipped the small talk after the second round. Back at his place, he pushed me against the door and grabbed my cock through my jeans. "You ever gone raw?" he asked, voice low and rough. I shook my head. "First time for everything," he said, and unzipped me.
His hand wrapped around my dick and stroked hard, no teasing. I was leaking already. He dropped to his knees right there in the hallway and sucked me down, throat working like he wanted to drain me fast. I grabbed his hair and fucked his mouth, but he pulled off quick. "Not yet. I want that load in my ass first." He stood, turned me around, and yanked my pants down. His fingers found my hole and shoved in dry, two at once, stretching me open. It burned, but I pushed back on them anyway.
He dragged me to the bedroom, stripped us both, and bent me over the edge of the bed. His cock slapped heavy against my ass—thick, veined, no rubber in sight. "You sure?" he grunted. I nodded, heart hammering. "Do it. Fuck me bare." He spit on my hole, lined up, and pushed. The head popped in and I gasped at the heat, the way his bare skin slid against my insides with nothing between us. He didn't stop, just kept driving forward until his balls pressed against me, every inch buried raw.
"Fuck, you're tight," he growled, pulling back slow so I felt every ridge of his cock dragging out, then slamming back in. The sound was wet and filthy—skin on skin, no latex snap. He fucked me steady and deep, hands gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. I reached down and jerked my own cock, precum dripping onto the floor. Each thrust punched the air out of me, and the thought of him flooding me made my balls tighten.
He flipped me onto my back, hooked my legs over his shoulders, and drove back in. Now I could watch his face while he used me.
Sweat ran down his chest. His cock looked obscene stretching my hole, shiny with spit and my own slick. He leaned in and kissed me rough, tongue fucking my mouth in time with his dick pounding my ass. "Gonna breed you," he said against my lips. "First load you ever take raw. You want it?"
"Yeah," I panted. "Fill me up." He picked up speed, hips slapping loud and fast. The bed creaked. My prostate throbbed every time he bottomed out. I came first, shooting thick ropes across my stomach without touching myself again, hole clenching around his bare cock. That set him off. He buried himself to the root and groaned, pulsing hot and wet inside me. I felt every spurt, thick cum pumping deep, no condom to catch it. It leaked out around his shaft as he kept grinding, pushing it deeper.
We stayed locked like that for a minute, breathing hard. When he pulled out, cum ran down my crack in a sticky trail. He scooped some up with two fingers and pushed it back into my hole. "Not wasting any," he said. I was still hard. He noticed and grinned. "Round two?"
He rolled onto his back and pulled me on top. I sank down on his cock again, feeling the mess he already left inside me make the slide even slicker. This time I rode him, rolling my hips, grinding my ass against his pubes. He reached up and pinched my nipples, then wrapped a hand around my dick again, stroking in rhythm. "Look at you, taking it raw like a slut already," he muttered. The dirty words pushed me higher. I bounced faster, feeling his cock swell again inside me.
He sat up, wrapped his arms around me, and thrust up hard while I stayed impaled. The angle hit perfect. Cum from the first load squelched out with every stroke, running down his balls. I came again, shooting between our stomachs. He followed right after, adding another load deep in my guts. This one felt even hotter, thicker.
Afterward we lay there, his softening cock still inside me, cum leaking steadily onto the sheets. I could feel it—warm, slick, real. No barrier. Jake kissed the back of my neck. "How's your first bareback feel?" I pushed back on him, already wondering how soon we could go again. "Like I need more," I said. He laughed low and started getting hard inside me once more.
