The gay club throbbed with bass and sweat, packed wall to wall with guys looking to get off. Mark shoved his way to the bar, dick already straining against his jeans from the smell of cologne, beer, and sex in the air. A tall, built guy in a tight black tank caught his eye from across the room. No words needed. They locked stares, and the stranger jerked his head toward the back hallway. Mark followed, heart pounding, cock leaking.
They hit the dark room door and pushed inside. It was pitch black except for the occasional red glow from a strobe. Bodies moved everywhere, grunts and wet sounds filling the space. The stranger spun Mark around, shoved him face-first against the wall, and yanked his pants down. Rough hands grabbed Mark's ass cheeks and spread them wide. "Nice tight hole," the guy growled, spitting on his fingers and shoving two straight in. Mark groaned loud, pushing back as the stranger finger-fucked him hard and fast, stretching him open.
The guy pulled his fingers out, spat on his own thick cock, and lined up. He slammed in balls-deep in one thrust. Mark cried out, the burn mixing with pure heat as that fat dick pounded his prostate. The stranger fucked like a machine, hips snapping, skin slapping loud in the dark. "Take that cock, you dirty fuck," he snarled, gripping Mark's hips and drilling deeper. Mark's own dick bounced hard, dripping pre-cum on the floor while strangers nearby jerked off watching.
They switched positions fast. Mark dropped to his knees, grabbed the guy's heavy balls, and swallowed the cock that had just been in his ass. He sucked sloppy and deep, gagging on the taste of his own hole mixed with spit and sweat. The stranger held his head and face-fucked him, thrusting into Mark's throat until spit ran down his chin. Then he hauled Mark up, bent him over a low bench, and shoved back inside. This time he went slower at first, grinding deep, then picked up speed until the bench creaked and Mark was moaning like a whore.
Other guys closed in. One fed his cock into Mark's mouth while the first guy kept pounding his ass. Mark took both, getting used from both ends, cock and mouth full. The raw, dirty rhythm built fast. The guy in his ass reached around and stroked Mark's dick in time with his thrusts. "Gonna breed this hole," he grunted. Mark pushed back harder, begging for it with his body. When the stranger unloaded, hot cum flooded Mark's guts in thick pulses. The guy in his mouth followed seconds later, shooting down his throat.
Mark came untouched, shooting ropes across the floor while his ass clenched around the softening cock inside him. The stranger pulled out slow, cum leaking down Mark's thighs. They didn't exchange names. Just a hard slap on the ass and a nod before the guy disappeared back into the crowd. Mark stayed bent over a minute, catching his breath, hole throbbing and used, already wondering who would take him next in the dark.
