Craving Cocks, Gays Surrender to Love
The suited man, his tie askew and shirt unbuttoned, pushes the rugged bartender against the cold brick wall of the alley. He grinds his hips into the bartender's, their erections straining against their pants. The bartender, his breath coming in ragged gasps, undoes his belt, allowing his thick, veined cock to spring free. The suited man, his eyes wide with desire, sinks to his knees, eagerly taking the length into his mouth. The bartender, his hands tangling in the suited man's hair, thrusts slowly, fucking his mouth. The suited man, his own cock leaking pre-cum, reaches down to stroke himself, his movements frantic. The bartender, feeling the suited man's body tense, pulls out, pushing him onto his back on the damp ground. He straddles the suited man, lowering himself onto his cock, riding him hard until they both come undone, their mingled cries echoing through the empty alley.