As I pushed open the bathroom door, Julian’s eyes sparkled with mischief, his dick twitching in anticipation. The scent of cheap cologne and stale air wafted through the cramped space as El Tigre leaned against the sink, his massive cock jutting out like a challenge. My mouth watered at the sight, my hand reaching instinctively to stroke my own shaft.
El Tigre’s gaze raked over me, his eyes burning with a raw hunger that left no doubt what he wanted. “You’re late for your porn audition, Julian,” he growled, his deep voice sending shivers down my spine.
I chuckled, feeling the familiar rush of adrenaline as I approached him. “You know I’m always on time for cock, El Tigre.” My hand wrapped around the base of his dick, and I gave it a firm squeeze. His eyes darkened with pleasure, and he let out a low moan.
As I began to suck his cock, the sounds of the bar faded into the background, replaced by the wet slapping of our bodies and El Tigre’s ragged breathing. The air was heavy with the scent of sex, my mouth and hand moving in perfect sync as I devoured him whole.
El Tigre’s grip on my shoulders tightened, his hips bucking forward in a fierce fuck as he came, his hot cum spilling down my throat. I swallowed hard, feeling the rush of pride and pleasure that only a good blowjob can bring.
As we caught our breath, El Tigre pulled me close, his lips crushing mine in a raw, sexual kiss. The taste of semen and desire lingered on my tongue as he broke away, his eyes blazing with an unspoken promise: this wasn’t the end – it was just the beginning of a long, hot night of gay sex, fueled by our insatiable cocks and a hunger for each other that would never be satiated.
