About Last Night

Jacob Peterson trudges alone toward the bachelor party bus, the one that ferried him and his buddies to the club. The driver, Alex Mecum, swings the door open and lets him in. 'Where are the guys?' Alex asks. 'They're out having fun,' Jacob mutters, his voice laced with the sting of exclusion. Alex slides into the back to keep him company. Jacob pulls out his phone, scrolling through shots from the night—one catches Ryan Rose mid-blowjob in the club's dim haze. Alex hands the device back and leans in, lips brushing Jacob's in a bold kiss. Jacob responds, hand diving straight for the growing bulge in Alex's pants. Alex unzips, unleashing his huge, thick erection, pulsing with need. Jacob drops to his knees, tongue swirling in expert circles, savoring every vein and ridge. Clothes hit the floor in a heated rush. Alex's ripped frame emerges, fur dusting his chest like a wild invitation. Jacob's smooth swimmer's build gleams under the bus lights, lean and inviting. Alex kneels now, lips enveloping Jacob's uncut cock, swallowing its full length with greedy hunger. Sated for the moment, Jacob spins around, arching to offer his sweet hole. Alex stands, teasing the tight ring with his cockhead before driving in deep, balls slapping against skin. He pounds Jacob doggy-style, the bus rocking with their rhythm. They shift—Alex seated on the bench, Jacob straddling and sinking down, riding hard. Alex ramps up, each thrust stretching Jacob wide, a delicious burn. Flipping Jacob onto his back, Alex grinds deep, hitting that perfect spot with relentless precision. Jacob grips his shaft, stroking furiously until hot white cum spills from his foreskin in thick waves. Alex follows, jerking out a massive load—ropes arcing through the air, splattering Jacob's chest and cock in sticky triumph.