In the dimly lit, musky backroom, the air thick with anticipation, I find Steve, his bulge prominently displayed in his tight jockstrap. He grins, his eyes locked onto mine as he slowly pulls down the fabric, revealing his throbbing, uncut cock. I drop to my knees, eagerly taking him in, my tongue tracing the veins along his shaft. He groans, his fingers tangling in my hair as I swallow him whole, feeling his thickness pulse in my throat. He lifts me up, bending me over a nearby table, and spits into his palm, lubing up his cock before pushing into my hungry hole. The room fills with the sound of our flesh slapping together, his grunts matching my moans as he fucks me raw and deep.