The bar was loud and the guy across from me had that look like he wanted to get wrecked. Short dark hair, thick arms, tight jeans showing off a fat bulge. I walked over, bought him a shot, and said straight out, "You wanna get fucked tonight or what?"
He grinned, knocked the shot back, and answered, "Your place. Now."
We barely made it inside my apartment before he dropped to his knees. He yanked my jeans open, pulled my cock out, and swallowed it in one go. No teasing, just wet heat and tight throat working me. I grabbed his head and thrust, fucking his mouth while he gagged and drooled down my balls.
"Fuck yeah, take that cock," I growled. "Suck it like you mean it."
He moaned around my shaft, spit dripping everywhere, eyes watering but not pulling off. I held him down until his nose pressed into my pubes, then let him up for air only to shove back in.
My balls slapped his chin with every thrust.
When I pulled out, strings of spit connected his lips to my dick. "Strip," I ordered. He stood, peeled off his clothes, and bent over the couch without being told. His ass was round, hairy, and perfect. I dropped behind him, spread his cheeks, and buried my tongue in his hole.
He tasted clean and musky. I licked and sucked, pushing spit into him, then shoved two fingers in deep. He pushed back, fucking himself on my hand. "More," he grunted. "Fist that hole or give me your cock."
I stood, spat on my dick, and lined up. One hard shove and I was balls deep. His ass clenched tight around me, hot and slick. I didn't wait. I pounded him, hips slapping loud against his cheeks, the couch creaking under us.
"Take it, slut," I said, voice rough. "Your hole's sucking my cock like it needs cum."
He reached back and spread himself wider. "Fuck me harder. Wreck that ass."
I gave him what he wanted. Long, brutal strokes, pulling almost all the way out then slamming back in until my balls hit his taint. Sweat ran down my chest. His hole made wet, filthy sounds every time I bottomed out. I reached under and grabbed his cock, stroking it in time with my thrusts.
He came first, shooting thick ropes across the couch cushion while his ass spasmed around me. The squeeze pushed me over. I buried myself to the root and unloaded, pumping load after load deep inside him. Cum leaked out around my shaft as I kept thrusting through it.
We didn't stop there. I pulled out, flipped him onto his back on the floor, and fed him my cock again so he could taste his own ass and my cum. He sucked greedily while I fingered his sloppy hole, scooping out my load and pushing it back in.
Round two started with him riding me on the bed. He sank down on my still-hard dick, grinding his ass in circles, then bouncing hard. His cock slapped against my stomach, leaving wet streaks. I grabbed his hips and thrust up to meet him, nailing his prostate until he was moaning like a whore.
"Fill me again," he begged. "I want your cum leaking out of me all night."
I flipped him onto all fours and mounted him from behind, one hand on his neck, the other yanking his hair. My cock drove in and out in a steady, nasty rhythm. Every thrust pushed more cum out of him, running down his balls and thighs. I reached around and twisted his nipples until he yelped, then wrapped my hand around his throat and squeezed just enough to make him gasp.
When I came the second time it was even harder, hips jerking as I pumped another thick load into his guts. He milked every drop, ass clenching rhythmically.
We lay there panting for a minute before he rolled over and grinned. "Shower. Then you fuck my face while the water's running."
I followed him in, soaped up his hole, and slid back inside under the spray. Water mixed with sweat and cum as I took him standing up, one leg hooked over my arm. His moans echoed off the tiles. I came once more, shallow thrusts pushing my load deeper while he jerked himself off against the wall.
By the time we finished, the sun was coming up. He left with my cum still inside him and my number in his phone. I knew he'd be back. That kind of hungry ass always comes back for more.
