The bar was packed, but Jake spotted him right away. Tall, lean, dark hair falling over his eyes, and that hungry look that said he wanted cock tonight. Jake pushed through the crowd, bought two shots, and slid one over.
"Name's Jake. You look like you need to get off."
The guy smirked, knocked back the shot, and said, "Alex. And yeah, I do. Your place or the alley?"
Jake grabbed his wrist and dragged him toward the back hallway. They didn't make it outside. The storage room door was unlocked, and Jake shoved Alex inside, slamming it shut. No lights, just the dim glow from under the door. Jake's hands were already on Alex's belt, yanking it open.
"Turn around," Jake ordered, voice low and rough. Alex obeyed, palms flat on a stack of crates. Jake ripped Alex's jeans down to his thighs, exposing a tight ass. He spat on his fingers and shoved two straight into Alex's hole without warning.
"Fuck," Alex grunted, pushing back. "More."
Jake worked him open fast, scissoring his fingers, stretching that ring until it loosened. He pulled his own cock out, thick and already leaking, and lined up. No lube beyond spit. He slammed in balls-deep on the first thrust.
Alex moaned loud, body jerking forward.
Jake grabbed his hips and started pounding, hard and steady, the wet slap of skin filling the small room. "Take that cock," Jake growled. "You came here for this, didn't you?"
"Yeah, fuck me harder," Alex shot back, voice strained. Jake did, hips snapping, driving deep with every stroke. His balls slapped against Alex's ass. Sweat slicked their skin. Jake reached around and fisted Alex's cock, jerking it in time with his thrusts.
Alex came first, shooting thick ropes across the crates, hole clenching tight around Jake's dick. Jake didn't stop. He fucked through the spasms, using the extra slick to go faster. When he pulled out, he spun Alex around, shoved him to his knees, and fed him the cock.
"Suck it clean," Jake said. Alex opened wide, taking it to the root, gagging but not pulling back. Jake held his head and thrust into his throat, watching spit and precum drip down Alex's chin. He came with a grunt, flooding Alex's mouth, and Alex swallowed every drop.
They weren't done. Jake hauled Alex up, bent him over again, and went back in. This time slower but still raw, grinding deep while he reached under to twist Alex's nipples. Alex's cock hardened again fast. Jake fucked him until Alex was begging, then flipped him onto his back on the crates, legs spread wide.
Jake pushed back inside, watching his cock disappear into that stretched hole. He spat on Alex's cock and stroked it while he pounded. The second round lasted longer, both of them grunting and swearing. Jake came again deep inside, filling Alex up, then pulled out and watched his load leak out.
Alex jerked himself off while Jake watched, coming across his own stomach. They cleaned up with a dirty bar rag, pulled their pants up, and left without exchanging numbers. The backroom still smelled like sex when the door closed behind them.
