Thereâs a place at the beach
Pairings â Jason Duval x male reader
â ïžCWâ ïž â gay sex, gay, public blowjob, Gloryhole, exhibitionism, Jason has a big dick, top Jason Duval, bottom male reader, bathroom sex, bareback, breeding, scent kink (armpit), body worshipping, almost caught, derogatory language used, ass referred to as cunt, and cumming hands free.
Word count â 7.1k
Summary â what was a random gloryhole hookup became a weekly occurrence. It was the usual session until the anonymous man wanted more.
Read before continuing â if you are younger than 18 or any of the warnings make you uncomfortable, this is your chance to turn around and leave. If there are no problems, you may continue.
It was late at night when you took your stroll, the sun having set along the horizon a couple of hours ago. The beaming sky and sweltering heat were replaced by darkness and cool, crisp airâsomewhat damp and humid. The streetlights lining the area between the sandy beach and the hard concrete sliced the darkness, illuminating the sidewalk, while the beach remained in total darkness.
The once-packed businesses that lined the other side of the beach became vacant. The ambiance of people speaking, padded footsteps, and the occasional conflict ceased. You could hear your footsteps patting against the concrete and the faint, distant sounds of cars driving through Key Lento. The wind blowing caused the hanging palm trees to sway and rustle, and some sand particles from the beach dusted the sidewalk and your shoes.
Nightly strolls were the best, at times, if you avoided the more criminal and shady areas. The beach was probably the safest. You usually walked through the long stretch after working out at one of those twenty-four-hour gyms, or when you needed to get out, wanting to forget about your living situation and finances.
The sharp, salty, and fishy aroma of algae and other sources choked the air, enhanced by the cool air, which gave it a saltier, ozone-like scent. The smell didnât bother you that much, but it was still putridâan offense and assault to your nose. Your gaze moved to the empty, dark beach. While it wasnât dirty per se, it wasnât winning any of Leonidaâs prizes or magazine titles as one of the stateâs best beaches. Trash littered the grounds, embedded deep in the sand, but most of it has been cleaned by volunteers.
You saluted their efforts, unlike those rich bastards. They took an interest and decided to build marinas to dock their expensive yachts and boats, along with lavish resorts and homes, thereby gentrifying the area.
They always say that Key Lento was some sort of gateway to paradise, and apparently, they wanted to push the gateway further so people like you wouldnât be allowed entry. You had a stable job, but due to the influx of wealthy individuals and real estate investment, you were barely above water. It felt like the ground was sinking beneath your feet, with your head inches away from being swallowed.
Rent and taxes were increasing, and your job wasnât handing out promotions any time soon. The stress was getting to you, and this led to you relieving yourself with sex and walking at night. The walks did help, but sex was the ultimate relief you needed. Just the thought of dick made your pants feel tight, your dick chubbing in your underwear.
âShit, right now?â you whined. You readjusted your pants, pulling at the fabric to free some space in your underwear. Thankfully, there wasnât anybody out, otherwise you wouldâve looked like a lunatic or some drug addict. You fiddle around with your pants, but it was temporary as your dick was filling the space, pushing the limits of your underwear.
Surveying the area, there werenât many options to choose from to relieve your little predicament. The storefronts and restaurants were closed, meaning their bathrooms were as well. Then, your eyes fell on a conspicuous building in the middle of the beach. It was a sight for sore eyes, a beige brick building with a red-tiled roof and blue doors rose from the sandy expanses. It was a public bathroom and locker room. Perfect.
You didnât hesitate, following the paved path with haste, your feet clamoring against the concrete as the beige building grew closer. Your dick bounced and throbbed, sensing that it was going to get the relief it needed. Pushing the blue door open, you were greeted with the typical public bathroom.
It was just as you expectedâthe metal stall doors, wide open, lined the grey-tiled walls, with urinals on the opposite side. The sinks sat beside the metal boxes with cracked, dirty mirrors; you could see rust chewing away at the metal pipes beneath the sinks. The buzzing of the light above was harsh, but it flickered and dimmedâprobably needs maintenance. It kinda gave horror movie, killer vibes. Cleaning products mixed with the usual waste choked the air, another offense to your nose.
You sighed, groaning and tilting your head back. You didnât want to be here, masturbating in some public bathroom on the beach, but you needed the privacy. It would do until youâve dealt with your problem and return home. You peered into the various stalls, disgust visible on your face as you wondered if adult men were responsible for the mess cause there is no way a fully grown adult would do something like this.
The last two stalls were the cleanest, not as filthy as piss-stained tiled floors or shit smeared on the toilet bowl or seatingâeven on the stall itself. Stepping into the stall and examining the seat, you verified it was safe before closing and locking the metal door. You pulled down your pants and whipped out your throbbing cock. The piece of meat plopping out of your underwear, bouncing up and down, precum glistened your tip as it twitched with eagerness and the freedom of being out of its clothing cage.
Sitting on the seat, you gasped softly as the cold ceramic touched your ass cheeks. Your back pressed against the tank, your legs spread open and extended to the corners of the stall, as your hand wrapped around your sensitive cock. Muttering under your breath as a blooming warmth filled your body, muscles relaxing as you let your hand do the work, giving long, circular strokes.
Your breathing hitched, choking on your spit as you tapped your fingertips against the swollen tip, spreading the tiny split to show oozing precum. Using your free hand to scroll on your phone, you opened the Sniffies siteâcurious to see all the hot men and dicks in your area or from the nearby metropolis of Vice City. You used the site before; the easiest way to score dick and delve into some fantasy you wanted to try.
âFuck⊠thats so huge.â You whined, slowing your stroking game to view the massive dick on your screen. It was 8.5 inches long with decent thickness. Looking through the profile and pictures provided, the guy was lean and cute, twenty-three years old, and straight-curious, but sadly, he was ten miles away. You wouldâve loved to slobber on his dick, show him that a man knows another manâs pleasure.
Your area was a dry wasteland, drier than the Sahara Desert. Nobody was only online, but a profile piqued your interest. Not only was he the only one online, but he was surprisingly close. Clicking on the profile, there were no pictures, but information.
31m, 6â2, 215 lbs, 9â inches, muscular, dom top (breeder), straight.
âStraight?â you thought. It wasnât uncommon for straight men to go onto these types of sites, wanting to have sex with men without vocally coming out to their loved ones, even going as far as to cheat on their wives, or they want to gaslight themselves into thinking that it's not gay as long as theyâre not the ones being penetrated. Straight men confuse you. It's truly mind-boggling in their reasoning.
While you were deep in your thoughts, the man was coming closer. The distance was being slashed as the other guy was interested in getting his dick sucked.
Jason groped his massive bulge, squeezing his dick through his pants as he looked at your profile. The original plan was to go home and maybe pick up a hookup along the way to have a warm pussy wrap around his massive, throbbing dick. He needed some relief after nearly botching an operation and having his ass reprimanded by his employer. There were none, though, so he moved on to plan B.
He became aware of Sniffies from one of his colleagues. It was a gay hook-up site where gay and straight, even trans, men could find one another. The reason he was told this was that he wasnât scoring any pussy and his distant, horny mind was interfering with work. He needed his balls to be drained, to have a hot mouth or pussy milk his dick. Thatâs when his partner suggested the site.
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âThatâs fucking gay. Why would I have another man suck me?â Jason bickered, taken aback by what was being said to him. There was no way in hell that he was going to fuck or stick his dick into another man. His dick was exclusively for pussy.
âBro, I swear, he sucked my dick better than my girl. Plus, he gave me the feeling of anal!â the guy said, going into depth about gay sex and the sensational feeling and orgasm he experiencedâthe greatest bust in his life.
âWhatever, man, Iâm not doing that gay shit,â Jason said, dismissing the other guy, but his dick throbbed at the thought. It's like his dick has a mind of its own; it doesnât care if the hole or mouth belongs to a man or woman. It just wants to fuck.
âYou're lost, dude.â
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Despite being against the idea of having another man suck his dick, Jason hastily created a profile, adding some information but no pictures in case someone recognized him. He had to look up some terms used, but it wasnât long before he was browsing the map. His neurons activated when he saw the various profiles. His dick jumped at the sight of another manâs ass, blood pumping into his massive piece of flesh as he scrolled through the manâs pictures.
Without shame, Jason dipped his hand into his pants, pushing past his underwear to stroke his dick. He walked and stroked, observing several profiles on the map, squeezing his dick and licking his lips whenever he saw ass. The filtering tool was heaven-sent, removing all the tops and showing the bottoms. Then, your profile popped up. You were the closest to him, and you were onlineâa green marker on the top.
âFuck⊠thatâs a fat ass.â Jason groans, looking up from his phone to see the approximation of your location via the map. Your profile showed you were close, inside a building on the beach. It didnât take long for him to find what he was looking for: a public bathroom structure.
âBingoâ
You heard the bathroom door swing open, the hinges squeaking and producing an ear-shattering screeching sound that echoed in the empty bathroom. You jolted up, your relaxed body tensed. You sat up straight, no longer leaning against the tank as if you were in your room. Your legs closed and sprang back from the corners.
âWhy is someone here?! Is it that guy? Has to be.â Your cock jumped at the thought of that man being here and his nine-inch dick. It has you drooling, your body physically reacting by producing saliva in anticipation of you getting your hands and mouth wrapped around it. How would it taste? How would it feel in your hands? Is he lying about his size?
The manâs heavy footsteps echoed, his shoes clicking against the tiled floors as his shadow came into view. You turned off your phone and held your breath. The stall door next to yours swung open, creating the same screeching before slamming closed. Your gaze followed his feet, and thatâs when you noticed a huge hole cut out in the metal between the stalls.
âOh⊠OHâ
You stumbled upon a gloryhole. This was a turn of events. Youâve seen glory holes in porn videos, but never in real life. The idea of sucking an anonymous manâs dick through a hole in the wall made your dick pump and your hole weep. Hearing the other manâs groans as you vigorously sucked and drained his dickâimagining his face twisted with pure pleasure as he pumped loads down your throat, feeding you his thick cum.
Your breathing became shallower, your hand returning to stroking as you tried to see the other side. Then a deep, masculine voice called from the other side.
âSuck my dick,â The anonymous man said. He didnât give you time to respond before pushing his dick and balls through the hole. He wasnât giving you an option; he was commanding you. There was no room for opposition as his dick stood tall and proud, clearly arrogant about its length and thickness. You could sense that he was a macho man from his tone, but by goodness, did his dick look appealing.
It's like you were hypnotized by it, salivating at the mouth, and your brain short-circuited and shut down as your instincts told you to suck it. Nine inches of meat and veined thickness, throbbing from the cold bathroom air and the expectation of a warm mouth sucking it. The flustered, red cockhead was leaking pearly beads of precum. Your eyes traveled down to see his dusted, heavy, egg-shaped balls.
Your night just got better.
Hastily kneeling on the bathroom floor, giving you a further close-up of this anonymous manâs massive cock. Everything about it screamed dominance and controlâdemanding your submission to it. Your mind is hazy with lust and need as you start to get to work on the manâs massive cock.
You gave experimental licks, dragging your wet tongue along the skin and veins. You could hear the man biting back his breathing, but that was gonna change. You moved your mouth to his heavy, sagging balls, sucking on them with vigor and with the intent to make him vocal. You wanted to hear those groans and moans, knowing that you were giving a straight man better head than his past partners or hookups.
Your head buried between his balls, his massive cock resting on your face as you serviced him. Your tongue swirled and pulled at them; you could feel how heavy and full his sack was in your mouth. You can tell he was backed up, his hot cum waiting to spurt out of his dick, eager to be milked.
As you sucked on them, a salty taste landed on your budsâmust have been sweating in his pants all day. His pheromones were overwhelming, intoxicating even as your nose pressed against the sourceâburied deep in his sack. The musky and manly fumes are getting into your head, clouding your mind and senses.
You continued to inhale his delicious, musky scent, your eyes rolled back, making you want to stay in this position for the rest of the night. It was like you were caged by his scent, bound to kneel and suck for eternityâsomething you wouldnât mind.
You continued to massage the manâs balls with your mouth, lathering them with your saliva and flicking the sacks. Your wish was granted as the man was becoming vocal. His heavy breathing and moans bounced off the walls as the straight, macho facade dropped.
âYeah⊠keep sucking⊠f-fuck.â Jasonâs breathing faltered as he let out deep, manly moans. He held onto the metal wall, amazed by how eagerly you sucked. More moans and groans choked out as you began to multitask, stroking his dick while sucking his balls. Your hand was firmly gripping and stroking his meat, a simple stroke, but you were purposefully milking himâsqueezing strings of precum out of his slit and spreading it on his sensitive tip.
Jason didnât want to admit it, but that bastard was right. This was better than anything heâs experienced before. You were a passionate and eager slut, going for his dickâs weak points. It felt like he was about to have a mind-numbing orgasm, and this was just you worshipping his nuts and stroking.
âWhat would his mouth feelââ
You pulled back and didnât wait to breathe as you wrapped your eager, wet mouth around the manâs shaft. The taste of his bitter precum hit first before subsiding as you bobbed your head up and down. Your tongue swirled and toyed with the slit, lapping and drinking the precum that oozed before shifting to the rest of his dick. You tightened your lips around his shaft, suctioning and hollowing your cheeks for better effectiveness. You could feel every ridge and vein as you took him deeper into your throat; the remaining inches were covered by your hand.
âOh yeah,â Jason moaned, âThatâs fucking good.â
âMmmm,â you moaned back, happily taking the compliment. You were determined to rock this straight manâs world, drain his heavy balls, and give him the best earth-shattering orgasm.
You kept bobbing your head, taking as much into your mouth before stopping, cockwarming the anonymous manâs massive dick. The heavy piece of meat throbbed and gushed as it reveled in the warm, wet oral cavern. Jason felt like his dick was melting and being cooked, leading to more vocal responses and heavy breathing.
âWish I knew you gays were this cock hungry⊠wouldâve done this sooner,â Jason moans, his balls tightening and churning as he teeters on the brink of his orgasm. The only thing on the older manâs mind was to cum down your throatâreward you for your service with his hot, thick cum. He conjures the image of you swallowing his seed, kneeling and looking at him with your fucked out eyes.
You grinned. You had this straight man wither before you, his moans, groans, and praises filled your ears. It gave you a sense of control and dominance over him. He was like this because of you. His massive dick was hard and throbbing because of your mouth sucking the soul out of him. You were gonna have this man standing on his forefeet, toes clenching as his heavy sack was gonna be drained of his seed.
What an amazing feeling.
The feeling made your cock throb and ache. You wrapped your free hand around it and mimicked the way you were sucking. Long and deep strokes, spreading and lathering your cock with precum until it glistened in the fluorescent light. You shifted your knees to alleviate the stiffness, pulling back with a wet pop. You took deep breaths, your eyes half-lidded as you stared at the massive shaftâcoated with precum and saliva, throbbing as it missed the warmth of your mouth wrapped around it.
You could hear he was disgruntled, asking with bated breaths about why you stopped and to wrap your mouth around his shaft again. You werenât going to do that, instead opting to squeeze the flustered, swollen cockhead while mouthing and kissing the rest of his massive shaft.
âF-fuck⊠you love this dick, donât you?â Jason moans. A deep, masculine laugh followed. Jason is aware of how magnificent and breathtaking his dick is. He was the whole package, physically wise: muscular, tall, and sporting a nine-inch dickâwon the genetic lottery. He basked in the attention and admiration, purposefully going shirtless whenever he worked out, letting women ogle him, even men.
He didnât mind men leering at him; he just didnât wanna fuck them, until now.
âI do,â you replied, panting as you eagerly and desperately lick his dick before taking the shaft into your mouth. You moaned at the flavor and the heavy weight touching your tongue again. The vigor returned as you gulped and choked on every inch of the manâs shaft.
âNot gonna last much longer⊠be a good cocksucker⊠and take my seedâfuuuuuckkkk!â Jason roared out. He slammed his hips into the metal wall, pushing his dick further into your mouth as he stood on his toes. His body shook from the force, his backed-up balls unleashing weeks' worth of cum.
You could feel his dick expanding in your mouth, see his balls throbbing and tightening as he was pushed to the edge. The first shots of cum hit the back of your throat. You tried to swallow as much as you could, but your lungs were burning. You choked and pulled back, gasping for air, which soothed the burning sensation in your chest.
But the manâs dick didnât stop cumming as his thick seed painted your faceâshooting ropes of cum all over your face. After taking a couple of seconds to breathe and to reposition, you promptly took his dick back into your mouth. The flavor of his cum rammed into your taste buds as you could hear the manâs guttural moans echoing in the small space.
Even after Jason deposited his load, he was shocked to feel you continuing to bob your head. He stuttered out a weak moan, almost falling back as you squeezed his dick and balls, intending to drain the last few drops; you were sucking on it like a straw in a cold glass drink.
For three minutes, you sucked on his massive cock before pulling back, satisfied having drained a massive one. Jasonâs dick lay flaccid, which still looked big despite being deflated. It was sad to see it pulled back from the hole. You could hear the rustling of clothing and hastened retreat. The stall door squeaked open with the familiar sound of shoes clicking against the tiled floor, growing farther.
âThanks, man.â
That was the only thing the anonymous man said before leaving the bathroom. You were left in the bathroom stall, disheveled and sweaty, with your hand and the floor coated in ropes of cum. You weakly pushed yourself up, your knees flustered and ached as your skin dug into the rough tiled floor.
âNasty, canât believe I actually did this,â you mumbled, sitting on the toilet seat and yanking the cheap toilet paper from the holder. It was a fantasy to suck or fuck another man in publicâin a discreet area, but it has the same adrenaline and risk that made your cock throb. Maybe you wouldâve picked a more desirable location than a dirty bathroom on the beach, but you got to suck a massive dick.
That dick definitely and righteously earned its place as number one. The length and thickness, how it felt heavy and filled your mouth, and the flavorâyou could keep sucking on it all day for the next fifty years.
But disappointingly, he was straight and most likely a one-time hookup. You shouldâve expected something like this. You wiped off any remaining cum with the cheap toilet paper provided before leaving the stall to wash your hands. The room was quiet, other than the rushing sound of water going down the drain and your soft breathing.
Leaving the bathroom, you began your journey home. When you turned on your phone, the Sniffies website opened and loaded, showing you a new notification in your inbox.
âName's Jason. Gonna need my dick sucked from now on.â The message reads, and below it was another picture of that massive dick.
Jason made you his official cocksucker.
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It became a weekly, more like a daily occurrence.
Same bathroom and stalls, at the same time, but recently, morning and afternoon times were added. Jason was sticking his thick, massive cock through the hole, and you were quick to get your knees and worship that massive thing. Your warm mouth wrapped around it, eagerly sucking and choking as you wanted Jason to feed you his thick, creamy seed. You wanted to hear him let out those deep, manly groans as he unloads inside your mouth.
Never in a million years would Jason consider fucking another man, let alone getting his dick sucked. But after his encounter with you and how you sucked and gulped every drop of his cum down your gullet, he wanted more. Best blowjobs heâs ever received, his heavy balls being drained every day by an eager cocksucker. Your service also helped him with performance during an operation, earning praise and a bigger cut from his employer.
He was satisfied, but Jason wanted more. His dick and mind yearned for the feeling of another manâs tight ass wrapped around it. This need was further exacerbated by an extreme and fierce intake of gay porn and his partner babbling about how ass is better than pussy. Youâre the best throat heâs had in years, and if your mouth is that good, he could only imagine what your ass feels like.
Your legs and cheeks spread open, your tiny rosebud eagerly waiting to be spilt. It wouldnât be difficult to mount and fuck you into the ground. His dick leaked as he visualized the feeling and appearance of your tight anal walls clenching around his massive dick, pulling it deeper as he aggressively jackhammered your ass. He wasnât going to stop until you were fucked dumb by his dick, nothing in your head, just moans and pleas for him to continue.
He was going to make this happen.
âWanna fuck that ass.â
It was a simple, clear message, but it had you walking fast, quickening your pace as you didnât hesitate to fulfill your own and his desire. Ever since you saw Jasonâs dick through the gloryhole on that day, you wanted to feel it split your ass open and fuck you into oblivion. The length pushing into your tight, warm assâdeep thrusts as he rearranged your guts. The thickness spreading your anal walls, you could feel every vein and ridge grinding against your nerves, and his heavy balls slapping and mushing against yours. Despite being drained daily, they were still pumping huge loadsâpainting and filling your mouth with the thick goodness.
You could feel your hole aching and itching for Jasonâs massive cock. The inside is burning and leaking for more, desperate to feel everything. The dildo you used beforehand might have been the reason for the aching sensation, and now, with the promise of being rammed by Jason, it demanded the real thingârejecting the fake, silicon toy for the real deal.
You had been waiting for this moment. You didnât want to bring it up in case it scared Jason away, and youâd lose access to easy dick and cum. At least, deep down, you had a hunch heâd come around eventually; they always do.
It was early in the morning, the sun having risen hours ago. You could see the once-closed businesses opening their doors and preparing for the day. There was a delicious, mouthwatering smell that mingled with the salty ozone aroma, the scent of food vendors, and the aroma of restaurants cooking their meals. There werenât many people out, just scattered clusters along the sidewalkâno one on the beach.
Once you arrive at the bathroom, you do what youâve been doing for the past couple of weeks: you wait for the accustomed sound. As you waited, a pit formed in your stomach. Your heart beat, and your breathing quickened, adrenaline rushing as an internal conflict took place. What if he chickens out, leaving you embarrassed and your time wasted? What if the wrong guy comes? Can you take it?
The big moment came when the door echoed the familiar squeaking and screeching. Footfalls clicked against the tiled floor, growing closer with each long stride. Then your stall closed and locked. You looked up, and your eyes were blessed with the sight of the sexiest man alive.
He had a polished yet rugged appearanceâmaturity that you liked. Light stubble dusted his chin and defined jawline, snaking beneath his nose. The rest of his features were covered. The wayfarer-style sunglasses blocked his eyes, but you could feel them boring into your being, predatory and hungry for what's coming next. He sported a backwards cap with strands of hair peaking out and sticking to his forehead.
Thatâs when you noticed he was sweating. Your gaze shifted to the rest of his body, taking in the eye candy that Jason was. His light-skinned complexion glistened with sweat, the fluid coating every nook and cranny. You made an educated guess about what he worked out before coming here. You zeroed in on his thick pectoral slabs; chest hair peeked from underneath his white tank top. You could make out the shape of his nipplesâthey were solid and pointy.
His tank top stuck to him like a second skin, giving you a full viewing pleasure of his ripped, sculpted body. His abs are etched deep and defined with bulging biceps and thighs as thick as trees. Everything about Jason was making you salivate and unimaginably hornyâthe itching was getting worse.
âLike what you see?â Jason teased, smirking as he peeled his sweaty tank top, revealing his chest hair matted with sweat. Your gaze followed the trail of hair, starting from his pectorals down the valley of his sculpted, defined abs. Your dick jumped when Jason peeled off his shorts, the belt clicking and clanking as he discarded itâtossing the garment to the side. His massive dick hangs between his thick, tree trunk thighs.
âCome on, donât keep me waiting.â Jason grins, raising his muscular arm over his head, exposing his furry patch. Words stuck in your throat as Jason starts tugging his dick, the massive shaft growing in his hand.
You quickly stripped off your clothing, pulling and yanking at the fabric. Your heart was thumping, giddy with the anticipation of feeling Jasonâs muscular body pressing against yours. The dream youâve been having for weeks was coming true. You painted vivid images of Jasonâs body, and he fit the description. You imagined running your hands over his shredded form, fingertips gliding over his coarse, scruffy hair, and feeling his warm, solid body molding against you.
Once your clothing was discarded, Jason paused his tugging and reached out to pull you closer. You let out a âoofâ as you were pressed against the manâs solid, sweaty body. You could feel his dick throbbing against your thigh, pulsing from the contact of your relatively cold skin.
What caught your attention was Jasonâs masculine funk. The man still had his arm over his head, letting his funk fill the air around you. It was making your head dizzy, causing it to swirl around in circles. Your breathing deepened as the heady scent filled your nose. Your body moved on its own, and without pause, you went in for that funkâburying your head and inhaling the sublime, heady mix of sweat and pheromones.
âFuuucckk.â Jason exhaled, chuckling as he watched you worship his pit. You were something else. Hell, maybe heâs bisexual. Heâs never experienced such depravity and eagerness.
You werenât in control of your body as your primal instincts took over. You didnât just sniff, you ran your tongue over the furry patch, licking and probing while your other hand kneaded Jasonâs pecs. You began to thrust your hips, grinding your aching dick against Jasonâs thick thighsâwith him moving in rhythm.
âT-thatâs it⊠keep g-going,â Jason stutters, letting out breathy and throaty moans. His free hand moves down to grope your ass, marveling at how it fills and spills through his fingers. Men have fat asses, too? Just feeling your ass in his palm was making his dick ooze precumâsmearing against your thigh as he followed your eager rhythm. Your bodies moved in unison.
You licked slowly down his armpit, gliding your tongue to his hairy pecs as you wanted to feel every crevice of Jasonâs body. Your dick throbbed from feeling Jasonâs rough hands squeezing your assâsmearing fluids on his thigh. Soft moans escaped your lips, muffled by sucking and biting on his nipples. Jason tilts his head back, and another moan pulls from his lips. As much as he was enjoying this, he needed to be inside you.
âThatâs enough. Now, how about you get my dick wet? I want to feel this tight ass.â Jason said, slapping your ass cheek, the skin rippling from the impact of his palmâthe sound echoing off the tiled walls.
You didnât hesitate, licking your way down his body, past his navel, following the happy trail to your happy meal. Kneeling before Jasonâs ripped, dominant body, his dick came into your view, erect and standing proud, beads of sticky precum oozing, and his heavy, furry balls dangling. You took the massive thing into your mouth, lips tightening around it as it glided back and forthâholding and ramming your tonsils over and over.
Jason groans in ecstasy as he hears you slobbering and choking on his dick. Your wet mouth coating his thing with copious amounts of saliva, lathering and preparing it for penetration. He moved his hands to the back of your head, tangling his fingers in your hairâguiding and holding you in place. Your mouth was enough to make him cum, but he held back. If it were any other time, he wouldâve fed you his load, but not now.
âBend over.â Jason grunts, gripping your hair and pulling you off his dick.
You took deep breaths, eyes locked on Jasonâs massive, glistening shaftâadmiring the sight. Every ridge was generously lathered, the cockhead flustered and pulsing. You overworked your glands to produce enough saliva for preparation; you shouldâve brought lube. When Jason spoke again, you scrambled off the floor and gripped the toiletâs tankâpresenting your ass to the man whoâs gonna fuck you as if you were a virgin.
âMmm, this is what I like to see.â Jason groans, his hand making contact with your ass, delivering another slap that rocks your body. He marvels at your ass before lathering one and then two fingers.
You gasped as you felt Jasonâs thick fingers teasing your hole, rimming the tight ring of muscles with his tips. Your hands hardened their grip on the ceramic tank, holding onto the porcelain for stabilization as Jason worked his fingersâstretching and scissoring your hole. You could feel them pressing around your inner walls, bumping and poking the flesh. It felt so good, your ass clenching around the invading fingers at the thought of Jasonâs dick replacing them.
âSo fucking tight,â Jason growls. He could hear your whines and moans growing louder as his fingers touched and rammed into a certain area. That must have been the elusive sweet spot inside of men. He could see your legs wobbling and your dick flopping between your legsâthick strings of precum gushing out as your dick was painfully throbbing and flustered.
Then Jason pulled his fingers out, deeming you prepared for the main event. He watched your entrance pulsing and clenching around nothing, searching for something to fill it and eagerly drag it in. Your hole went from stretched and gaping to small and tightâincredible. He needed to be inside you immediately.
You let out a disappointed whine, but that was quickly shut down when you felt a thick, blunt head pressing against your tight sphincter. Jason gripped his massive cock with one fist, positioning and pushing the helmet through your entrance. There was some resistance before his massive shaft pierced the tight ring, his cockhead stretching your hole as a flash of pain consumed you.
âOh, f-fuck⊠y-youâre so huge.â You cried, your fingers digging into the ceramic tank. If it were a cheap toilet, the damn thing wouldâve shattered from the force you were applying. You stood on your forefeet, your legs and body shivering as Jason continued to push his massive cock until he was balls deepâhis heavy sack mashing against yours.
The oxygen was knocked out of you, and drool dribbled out of your mouth as you choked on your saliva. Your chest heaved rapidly as you tried to calm down and relax. Your mind was racing, but the immense sexual pleasure clouded you. This man was making you feel like a virgin again.
Your asshole is being split open beyond belief, the burning sensation from the massive shaft grinding against your inner, pink walls. You could feel Jasonâs dick breaching depths you didnât know were possible.
âShhiitt. Fucking tight. Feels like Iâm about to cum.â Jason said, letting out a bellowing groan. His rough, meaty hands moved to your hips, gripping them with an iron hold. Jason withheld from thrusting, biting back so he doesnât cum, but you were making that impossible. Your ass was massaging and tightening around him, pulling him deeper.
The pause was grueling. It felt tight, figuratively and literally. The tight, closed space of the stall was becoming unbearable. There was no sound besides labored breathing and soft moans. The pause ended when Jason pulled out, leaving the cockhead before plummeting back into your ass. The once quiet room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping and moans.
Your eyes rolled back into your head from each forceful thrustâyour dick flopping back and forth, slapping against Jasonâs balls. Jason tilted his head back, groaning as this was the best sex heâs had in years. Your ass happily accepts his massive dick, seemingly learning the shape and size instantly.
âYou like this dick inside this hot cunt?â Jason groans, slapping your ass with each thrust of his hips
âY-yes! Feels so good.â You exclaimed, breathless with each thrust. Your dick is on the verge of shooting its load.
Then the bathroomâs entrance screeched open, the sound reverberating off the walls. Before you could react, Jason pulled you against his bodyâhis sweaty, matted hair grinding against your back. He stilled his thrust and clasped his meaty hand on your mouth, ensuring total silence. You both listened to the clicking of sandals against the floors, followed by the familiar sound of piss streaming and hitting the urinal.
Jason didnât care, though. This random stranger wasnât going to prevent him from fucking your tight ass. He discreetly fucks you with short but deep thrusts. Your eyes widen before becoming half-lidded when you feel his free hand stroking your dickâeach stroke mimicking his thrusts as he was determined to fuck your brains out.
He didnât care that another man was a couple of feet away from them.
âShhh. As much as I wanna hear those moans, I donât wanna get caughtâunless you want that.â Jason purrs into your ear, his voice low and deep. He never thought heâd be into exhibitionism, but the adrenaline was making his dick painfully throbbing inside your ass, signaling his impending orgasm.
âYou want that?â Jason growls, disregarding the other man as he delivers a series of deep thrusts. Wet squelching and skin slapping grow louderâsurely alerting the newcomer. Your moans were muffled by Jasonâs hand, but you didnât care, not with his other hand stroking your dick, tugging and squeezing the thing as he fully intended to make you cum.
Meanwhile, the other man was cleaning off his cockhead after relieving himself in the urinal. He bobbed his head side to side, jamming out to the music playing from his headphones. He was unaware of the debauchery happening a couple of feet away. Thatâs when he heard muffled groans and gruffing coming from the last stall. He shrugged it off as someone taking a dumpâbrave since it was a public bathroom; if it were him, heâd hold it in till he got home.
The groaning got louder, slicing through the stream of water from the faucetâeven his headphones. Wow, that guy must be fighting demons. Probably constipation. Then he heard banging against the metal sheets, fists colliding in rhythm, and the signature groan ranging. It was getting kind of awkward. The poor guy was probably embarrassed about letting it rip.
âGood luck, dude,â the guy said, drying his hands and exiting the bathroom to continue his morning jog across the beach. He remained blissfully unaware that two men were having sex in the stallâthe groaning and banging were products of their coupling.
âFinally, heâs gone⊠not gonna last much longer. Gonna breed this tight cunt.â Jason growls, removing his hand from your mouth. His thrusts became sloppy, but he continued to jackhammer your quivering hole. Heâs since removed his hand from your dick, transferring it to your hips.
âP-please, shoot your load inside me!â you begged, tilting your head back to rest on Jasonâs shouldersâarching your back to let him go deeper. Your prostate was constantly being rammed into, the cockhead hitting the bundle of nervesâsetting your body ablaze as the message of pleasure travelled through you. You let your moans pour out of your mouth, no longer shackled by shame and Jasonâs hand.
Jason didnât get to respond when you overshadowed him with your bellowing moans. Your flopping dick burst, spraying cum all over the ground and toilet. Your thick seed flying up and down as you came hands-free. The orgasm left you exhausted, panting, and heaving as it felt like your soul was taken by the reaper. Jason held you close to him, pressing your sweaty bodies against each other.
âOh fuck, Iâm about to bust! Open that tight cunt.â Jason commanded as his dick was being suffocated. Your orgasm caused you to tighten around him, squeezing and milking him.
âY-yes! B-breedâŠâ you replied, completely out of it, but still hungry for Jason and his thick seed.
âYeah, here it comesâyeahâyeahâfuuucckk,â Jason growls and groans, his body convulsing. He gave a few more thrusts, his heavy balls throbbing against yours as his big dick erupted in your ass. You could feel his dick throbbing before thick ropes of cum spewed from the slit, flooding your deepest recesses until his balls were drained.
You both were drained and exhausted. The smell of sex and semen choked the air. You both were panting, taking gulps of air. Jason kept his dick lodged deep inside you, preventing his seed from gushing out of your fucked hole. This was the best experience you both had. Jason is certain he can never go back; the damage was done, and heâll gladly take it.
âRound 2? At my place?â
The End
Authorâs note: Hello, my strawberries! I hope yâall enjoyed this fic! This is probably the fastest Iâve completed one. I feel like I really captured Jason. God, I need that man. There is certainly more content for him. Mark Grayson may be next.
Special thanks to my proofreader: @sagethegaywitch
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