Jake spotted the guy across the crowded bar and knew exactly what he wanted. Tall, broad shoulders, leather jacket open over a tight black tee. The stranger locked eyes with him, smirked, and nodded toward the back hallway. No words needed. Jake downed his drink and followed.
The backroom was dim, smelling like sweat and lube. The guy shoved Jake against the wall the second the door clicked shut. "Name's Ryan. You want it rough and kinky, boy?"
"Fuck yes," Jake growled. "Tie me up. Use me."
Ryan grabbed Jake's wrists and slammed them above his head. He yanked off Jake's shirt, then used it to bind his hands tight to a metal pipe on the wall. Jake's cock was already rock hard, straining against his jeans. Ryan dropped to his knees, ripped open Jake's fly, and hauled out his thick dick. He spit on it and started sucking hard, no teasing, just wet, sloppy throat action. Jake bucked his hips, fucking Ryan's mouth while his wrists strained against the fabric.
Ryan pulled off with a wet pop. "Not yet, slut. Turn around." He spun Jake to face the wall, yanked his jeans down to his ankles, and spread his ass cheeks. A thick finger shoved straight into Jake's hole, then two, scissoring him open fast. Jake groaned loud. Ryan added more spit and worked a third finger in, stretching him rough.
From a duffel bag on the floor, Ryan pulled out a leather harness and a thick black dildo. He strapped the harness around Jake's chest, nipples clamped tight with the attached clips. The dildo was lubed and pushed against Jake's hole without warning. It slid in deep, filling him.
Ryan fucked him with it hard, twisting and pounding while Jake's bound hands clenched useless.
"Take that cock, boy. Beg for the real thing."
"Please, fuck me," Jake panted. "Shove your dick in my ass."
Ryan stood, unzipped, and slapped his fat, veiny cock against Jake's ass. He pulled the dildo out and replaced it with his own raw meat in one thrust. Jake yelled as Ryan bottomed out, balls deep. He started pounding, hips slapping loud, one hand gripping Jake's bound wrists, the other reaching around to stroke his leaking cock.
Ryan fucked him mercilessly, changing angles to nail his prostate. Sweat dripped down their bodies. He reached for the clamps, tugging them hard while he drilled deeper. Jake's moans turned into desperate grunts. Ryan pulled out, spun him around again, and forced him to his knees. He fed Jake his cock straight from his ass, making him suck it clean.
"Swallow it, dirty fucker."
Jake took it down his throat, gagging as Ryan face-fucked him. Then Ryan hauled him up, bent him over a nearby bench, and strapped his ankles apart with cuffs from the bag. He shoved back in, pounding Jake's hole while reaching under to jerk him off in time with the thrusts.
The pace got brutal. Ryan's balls slapped against Jake with every slam. He leaned down, biting Jake's shoulder, growling filthy shit in his ear. "Your ass is mine tonight. Gonna flood it."
Jake came first, shooting ropes across the bench while his hole clenched around Ryan's cock. Ryan kept fucking through it, then pulled out and stroked himself over Jake's back. Thick cum splattered across his skin, marking him. Ryan rubbed it in with his cockhead, then untied Jake's hands and pulled him into a rough kiss.
They caught their breath, bodies slick. Ryan grinned. "Round two in ten. Don't move." He grabbed the dildo again, sliding it back into Jake's used hole to keep him open and ready. Jake stayed bent over the bench, ass up, already hard again, waiting for whatever kinky shit Ryan had next. The night was just getting started.
