The gym was almost empty when Jordan spotted him. Tall, broad shoulders, sweat glistening on his chest as he racked the weights. Jordan didn’t bother with small talk. He walked straight up, grabbed the guy’s wrist and muttered, “Locker room. Now.”
The door slammed behind them. No words wasted. Jordan shoved the bigger man against the metal lockers, yanking his shorts down in one rough pull. His cock sprang out thick and already half-hard. Jordan dropped to his knees and swallowed it without hesitation, lips stretching around the heavy shaft, tongue dragging along the underside.
“Fuck, yeah,” the stranger growled, hands fisting Jordan’s hair. “Suck it like you mean it.”
Jordan did. He took him deep, gagging when the head hit his throat, spit running down his chin. He worked the balls with one hand while his other jerked the base in fast, wet strokes. The man’s hips started thrusting, fucking Jordan’s mouth like a cunt.
“Stand up,” the guy ordered. Jordan obeyed. His own shorts were ripped down next. Strong hands spun him around and bent him over the bench. A thick finger pushed straight into his ass, no lube except spit. Jordan hissed at the burn but pushed back for more.
“Nice tight hole,” the man muttered. He spat on Jordan’s crack and worked two fingers in, scissoring hard. Jordan’s cock hung heavy and dripping beneath him. “Gonna wreck this.”
The fingers pulled out. Jordan felt the blunt head of that fat cock press against his hole. One hard shove and it breached him, stretching him wide. He groaned loud as the man sank in balls-deep in one thrust.
“Shit, you’re big,” Jordan panted.
“Shut up and take it.” The stranger started pounding. Skin slapped skin. Each thrust shoved Jordan forward on the bench. The man gripped his hips hard enough to bruise, yanking him back onto the cock again and again. Jordan’s own dick swung and leaked, smearing pre-cum on the wood.
The stranger reached around and grabbed Jordan’s cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. “You like getting fucked raw in a public locker room, don’t you? Dirty little slut.”
Jordan moaned and pushed back harder. “Yeah. Fuck me harder.”
The pace turned brutal. The man’s balls slapped against Jordan’s ass with every drive. Sweat dripped off both of them. The wet sound of cock sliding in and out of stretched hole filled the small room. Jordan reached down and jerked himself fast, chasing the edge.
“Gonna cum in this ass,” the stranger grunted. His rhythm faltered. He buried himself to the root and shot deep, hot pulses flooding Jordan’s insides. Jordan felt every throb and came right after, shooting thick ropes across the bench and floor while the man kept grinding through his orgasm.
They stayed locked together, breathing hard. The man pulled out slow, cum leaking down Jordan’s thighs. He gave Jordan’s ass one last slap.
“Same time tomorrow,” he said, already pulling his shorts up.
Jordan stayed bent over the bench a moment longer, hole twitching, cum dripping, already smiling.
