Jake and Ryan had been circling each other for weeks at the gym. Jake, broad-shouldered and quiet, kept catching Ryan staring while they lifted. One night after closing time, Ryan finally walked over. “You ever fuck raw?” he asked straight out. Jake’s cock twitched in his shorts. They didn’t waste time with small talk after that.
Back at Jake’s apartment, clothes came off fast. Ryan shoved Jake onto the bed and dropped between his legs, sucking his thick cock to the root without hesitation. Spit ran down Jake’s balls while Ryan worked him, gagging on purpose, eyes watering. “Fuck, your dick’s bigger than I thought,” Ryan muttered when he came up for air. He climbed up and straddled Jake, grinding his own hard cock against Jake’s stomach.
They kissed rough, teeth clicking. Ryan reached back and lined Jake’s bare cockhead against his hole. “No rubber,” he said.
“I want to feel every inch. You good with that?” Jake nodded, voice tight. “Yeah. First time for me like this. Don’t stop.”
Ryan sank down slow. The heat hit both of them at once. No latex, just tight, slick muscle gripping Jake’s cock. Ryan groaned loud and filthy. “Shit, I can feel your pulse inside me.” He bottomed out and stayed there, rocking his hips in small circles so Jake could feel every ridge and vein. Jake’s hands gripped Ryan’s ass, spreading him wider.
Ryan started riding for real, bouncing hard, skin slapping. Every thrust made wet sounds because there was nothing between them. Jake thrust up to meet him, balls tightening fast. “You’re so fucking hot inside,” he growled. “Gonna fill you up.” Ryan leaned down, biting Jake’s neck. “Do it. Breed me. I want your load leaking out of me later.”
They flipped. Jake got Ryan on all fours and drove in deep, no mercy now. His bare cock disappeared into Ryan’s stretched hole again and again. Ryan reached back and spread his cheeks so Jake could watch. “Look at that,” Ryan said. “Your dick owning my ass raw. Fuck me harder.”
Jake did. He slammed in until the bed slammed the wall. Sweat dripped off both of them. When Ryan reached down to jerk himself, Jake knocked his hand away. “Come on my cock only,” he ordered. Ryan’s hole clenched tight around the bare shaft. He came with a shout, shooting across the sheets without touching himself, his ass milking Jake the whole time.
Jake lasted another minute, then buried himself to the hilt and unloaded. Thick pulses of cum pumped straight into Ryan’s guts. He kept thrusting through it, pushing his load deeper. When he finally pulled out, a string of white followed, dripping down Ryan’s balls.
They stayed tangled, breathing hard. Ryan reached back and scooped some of the mess onto his fingers, tasting it. “Told you bareback feels different,” he said. Jake pulled him close, already half-hard again against Ryan’s thigh. “We’re not done yet.”
