MPI-103 Back Room Bar

FOREWORD

He didn’t even wait for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, because once he stepped into the back room, he could see the forms. That was all that counted.

Robert walked over to a tall, humpy looking number. When he got closer, he could see that the man had a rough-looking face, with a couple of cuts and bruises on his cheeks. It was as if he had just gotten out of some back room brawl, and that made him all the more appealing.

His shirt was open, and Robert could see the sweaty, matted down curls of hair that almost covered his body. His nipples looked hard, and when the boy was close enough, he could see that the man had his pants open.

His cock was sticking straight out, hard as a rock, and almost as thick as the glass that Robert was holding in his hand.

At first, the man just looked Robert up and down, almost as if he was deciding whether or not he wanted any back room action with the blond-haired boy. But Robert didn’t even wait for any kind of signal of approval.

He was cock hungry, and there was the cock. He reached out for it, and once he started to stroke it, the huge man leaned back against the wall, spread his legs a little bit more, then started to moan.

“Suck my dick, boy. I wanna feel that good fucking mouth of yours all around my pleasure pole. I wanna feel my cock head deep in your throat.”

Robert sunk down to his knees. He felt comfortable on the floor, covered with a lot of sawdust to give the place a kind of atmosphere.

He opened his mouth and took the thick cock between his lips. Then, he felt the man reaching behind, and grabbing the back of his head. The man held him tightly, and started to thrust his huge dick in and out of Robert’s eager mouth.

A few seconds later, as Robert was looking around the room, he could see that he had attracted quite a crowd. He had noticed, when first walking into the bar, that there was a lot of cruising going on, but very little action.

Now that he had started some, they were all gathering around, and he was glad about that. Since he was still on his knees, he could see all kinds of cocks, in all sizes and shapes, and they were moving closer and closer to him…