Just another Friday night at Metropolis’ hottest new gay bar, it was around 11:30 and I was already bored. Looking around the bar I could spot no one who really sparked my interest. At the far end of the bar there were a couple of twinks standing around laughing and talking, one of them kept looking over at me and smiling. After a few minutes of this behavior, he finally came over to me to speak.

“Hey there,” he said, “have we met before.”

“Perhaps,” I said, “did we fuck last weekend?”

“I was hoping you would remember me, there were lots of boys in that room,” he said as he gingerly rubbed his cock. “You were an amazing fuck; I never came like that before, with a complete stranger.”

Taking the hint, I replied, “Want to repeat?” He smiled as if to say, your place or mine.

“Meet me in the back alley in 10 minutes,” I said as I took a shot of tequila and grabbed his cock.

As I walked out into the alley I felt a little uneasy, not the distinct feeling of being in danger, but the feeling that I was being watched. I had done this countless times before, pick up a hot guy in the bar, take him to the back alley, fuck him until he moans then go home, but tonight it felt different. As the hot twink came out the back door with an obvious hard on I felt as they someone was watching me.

 
The feeling intensified as the twink came closer to me, even stronger as he pressed his hot mouth against mine, stronger still as our tongues began to wrestle. By the time he had undone my belt and dropped my pants I knew I was being watched, and at the exact moment he wrapped his hot, wet mouth around the head of my cock, I was gone, it was thrilling knowing that someone was watching me get my dick sucked by some hot college guy.

I was getting so wrapped up in my fantasy that I did not realize how close this kid was getting me, I was almost ready to pop in his mouth.

“Get up,” I said. The guy obliged, I grabbed him and threw him against the brick wall and kissed him, I could taste my own cock on his tongue. I felt his cock about to bust through his pants. I reached down and loosened it from its restraints, it was nice and fat, just right for sucking, but that is not what I was after right now.

“I want you to bend over and grab your fucking ankles,” I whispered to him as I tongued his ear. He dropped his pants and bent over, putting that milky white ass up towards the Metropolis nigh sky. I had just begun working a finger into his rosey pink pucker when all of a sudden there was the sound of something rushing past me. I fell off my balance and crashed into Mr. Fat Cock, we fell into the wall and we landed on the asphalt with a thud.

“Excuse me, gentlemen,” a commanding voice boomed at us. I quickly recovered from the dazed state I was in to