Prompt Post 2
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- MORE MOD NOTES: Alright guys I know this fandom is really into historical accuracy and all that jazz but here's the thing. This is a KINK MEME and therefore historical accuracy is not ( Read more... )
“Who the hell would stick their cock in that thing?” another friend said, and Marcus laughed along and agreed, “not me,” and it wasn't a lie. He didn't really want to stick his dick in there.
He'd never had a problem finding guys who wanted to kneel in front of him and suck his cock. Marcus was a big guy, and his dick was hard to hide when he was out in the clubs, grinding on the dance floor. Guys in the club, friends of friends, there always seemed to be someone willing to push him into a dark corner and give him head.
“Let me take care of that for you.”
“I want to suck you.”
“I know you wanna come down my throat.”
Marcus didn't mind it, of course, it felt good and he was happy to get off if someone was willing. But it wasn't what he wanted.
Not what he really wanted.
Maybe it was because guys were always so willing to kneel for him, because he'd never really had to ask for it, and they rarely expected it in return and he was too shy to offer. Maybe that was why he found himself here, in a filthy bathroom stall, waiting for some stranger to fuck his mouth.
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Or maybe he'll wait another five minutes. He'd planned on ten, after all.
He's in the middle of debating the time with himself, when he hears the bathroom door open. Pulsing music echoes through the room for a moment and then fades as the door swings shut again. Marcus listens, trying to detect whether or not the person is at the urinals or if they're heading to a stall. He's silently cursing the long row of stalls when he finally hears footsteps approaching. The door to the adjacent stall creaks open, and Marcus's face is burning and his cock is suddenly half hard with anticipation, and he's not entirely sure whether he wants to drop to his knees or run.
So he waits.
The person on the other side seems to be waiting too, and there's a long pause before the man raps his knuckles against the wall. Marcus is glad the man can't see him because he's sure his face is bright red, and his heartbeat quickens as he sticks two fingers through the hole and makes a beckoning motion. He's not sure if it's right, but he'd seen it in porn and it's worth a shot.
When nothing happens, Marcus is suddenly panic-stricken. It's a trap, it has to be. Did he misunderstand? What did the knock mean, and why didn't the other guy say something when Marcus stuck his fingers through?
Fuck this.
He's about to run, ready to bolt out of the stall and get the hell out of the club before anyone sees him, and he's pacing in the tiny enclosed space when a muffled voice comes from the other side.
“Gimme a sec.”
Marcus pauses in his movement and glances at the hole. He can make out the shadow of someone moving on the other side, and there's the distinct sound of a belt being unbuckled. He waits, his chest heaving in anticipation, until finally the man on the other side is shoving his cock through the hole.
It's not a trap. Or if it is, Marcus suddenly doesn't care because the hard cock jutting towards him is pale and pink, with a thick head enfolded in foreskin, and Marcus barely has time to consider the fact that he's never been with an uncut guy before because something is glinting at the tip of the man's cock. A small silver ring hangs from the end, still half-covered by skin, and a small bead of liquid is pooled in the slit of the man's dick.
It's better than he could've expected. Something about that gorgeous bare cock jutting through that filthy duct-taped hole, waiting for Marcus to have his way with it, with no one to see him or judge him or wonder why he wants to be on his knees getting face-fucked.
Maybe Marcus should feel wrong about it, and maybe his friends would laugh at him if they knew, and maybe he should be concerned about the piss or the dirty floor or the hole that smells of filth and sex and various cleaning products as if someone had been trying to keep it sanitary. Maybe he should worry about all those things, but he doesn't.
All he can think about is the pierced, uncut cock of a stranger, and the anonymous man on the other side who is waiting for Marcus to take that beautiful dick in his mouth.
Marcus drops to his knees.
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this is crazy hot and so so well written!
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THIS IS AMAZING SO FAR. SO HOT. OH GOSH.
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GUH. THIS WAS HOTTT.
(and I love that the bar is called Hadrian's - very clever! XDD)
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Awesome job, nonnie, keep it up!
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Closeted, Esca figured. Or new to the club scene and looking for some random guy to suck his dick, if his bee-line to the bathroom was any indication. Esca briefly wondered how the guy might've heard about the gloryhole. It wasn't really a well-kept secret, but all the talk traveled in whispers and rumors, and most people assumed it was an urban myth. There was no way it could be real.
No way there was a fuckhole in the bathroom wall at Hadrian's.
No way guys stuck their dicks through there.
No way other guys sucked off random cocks through a dirty hole in the wall.
Except it wasn't an urban myth. Esca's discovered it accidentally one night after hearing two guys get off, and then investigating after they'd both stumbled out of separate stalls, one wiping his mouth and the other zipping up his pants. He'd stood at the urinal until they left and then wandered down to the end of the stall row, and there it was - a jagged hole, layers upon layers of duct tape to smooth the edges, cum dripping down the one side.
It was both filthy and intriguing.
He'd used the hole a few times - sucking off a couple guys, letting a friend blow him after they'd both had too much to drink. Nothing amazing. Just good fun. He'd come to recognize when guys were heading to the bathroom to piss and when guys were seeking out the last stall. It was an entertaining way to pass the time on slow nights, casually keeping an eye on the bathroom door.
So he wasn't really sure what made him follow the guy into the bathroom. It wasn't the prospect of a mind-blowing good time, because the encounters always seemed a bit lacking in the end. But something about that tall, shy stranger made Esca want to investigate, and Esca wouldn't mind being his first encounter if the guy was looking for someone to suck his cock. Show him a good time. Give him a blow, make the guy cry out when he comes, and then head back to the bar for another beer.
Better than leaving him to someone who'd creep him out or beg for a fuck and scare him off.
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And he's nervous.
First-timer. Esca smiles to himself as he takes slow steps towards the second-to-last stall, waiting to see if the guy will bolt. The man's feet stop shifting as Esca gets closer, and the stall door lets out a loud creek as Esca pushes it open.
Then he waits.
The few times he'd used the hole the guys were usually pretty quick to stick their dicks through, one guy already had his cock pushed through the hole before Esca was even through the door. He watches the hole for a second, waiting, before he raps his knuckles on the wall to get the guy's attention. Make him speed up the process. Esca's doing him a favor here, anyway.
It takes only a second for two strong looking fingers to appear through the hole and make a beckoning motion, and Esca's taken by surprise for a second. Signals aren't always used, but Esca knows that one is a 'giver' signal.
Interesting. He hadn't been expecting that, and it throws him off. So the guy wants to suck. Esca's suddenly half-hard at the notion, and it takes him a moment to remember the stranger waiting on the other side.
“Gimme a sec,” he says, reaching to unbutton and unzip, before taking his cock out and shoving it through the hole.
He stays that way for a minute, still waiting, and the guy's still standing, and Esca's just about to pull his dick out and zip up when he sees movement on the other side as the guy falls to his knees.
Finally.
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THIS IS GLORIOUS.
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