Dave grabbed his beer and headed to his usual spot at the local gay bar. It had been a long week with all the traveling for work. He hadn't been to the gym for a while but was still in decent shape for a man in his early forties. His thick legs helped support a strong looking barrel chest. The specks of silver hair against his black head of hair gave him a certain distinguished look.
As the night progressed he ordered another beer and looked over bar. As he looked onto the dance floor, a younger man approached Dave. He had a lean build to him, as if he played soccer, blonde, blue eyes, cute. The two looked at each other until the newcomer nodded to the dance floor. Dave figured what the hell.
"What's your name?" Dave asked over the dance music.
"Jonathon"
The two began to dance. Jonathon quickly made it obvious to Dave he was looking to do more than just dance. Jonathon's ass targeted Dave's crotch. Dave felt the two perky cheeks grind against his dick. Jonathon could feel Dave's growing cock that was now strained against his jeans. Dave reached down and took control of the situation grabbing Jonathon's hips and pulling him closer. Jonathon turned his head over his shoulder and smirked all while his ass continued to massage Dave's now leaking cock.
Dave pulled Jonathon in and sneered "I'm going to fuck that ass of yours tonight."
Jonathon remained silent but continued to rub his backside against the denim clad bulge. Dave had had enough. This little tease was begging for it and he knew he wanted it. He placed his hand below Jonathon's neck and guided him over to the far side of the dance floor by an empty table.
Dave pushed Jonathon up against the wall. He reached up and held the back of Jonathon's head while he moved in close and held Jonathon's body close to his and kissed Jonathon. Dave reached down and was amazed to feel a fully erect dick on Jonathon. Dave wondered how hard that dick would be when he started fucking Jonathon. The two continued to make out. Jonathon would reach down and play with Dave's dick. Dave once again established himself as the one in charge. He grabbed both of Jonathon's hands, raised them above his head and held them there with one hand. With the other he unbuckled Jonathon's shorts and let them fall to the floor. Jonathon was wearing a white jockstrap. The straps framed the ass perfectly. Dave gave it a quick smack with his free hand. A moan escaped Jonathon's mouth. The two continued to make out. Dave turned Jonathon around to get a better view of the smooth white ass. Jonathon gladly displayed it, standing with his legs a little spread out to really show off his ass. After another smack to Jonathon's ass, he turned around and pushed Dave into a nearby chair. Jonathon sat on Dave, the two facing the dance floor of the club.
Jonathon unzipped Dave's jeans and pulled out his dick. It rested perfectly between the valley of Jonathon's ass cheeks. Jonathon placed the head of the dick against his asshole. He glanced over his shoulder looking at Dave. With a quick movement, Dave's dick was swallowed by the tight embrace of Jonathon's ass. Jonathon continued to work the exceptionally thick piece of meat in and out of his ass. Jonathon continued to slide the dick in and out of his hole enjoying the full feeling his ass felt. A few observers begin to circle around to watch the spectacle of the two men fucking. With the growing crowd Dave began to actively fuck Jonathon. Dave grabbed the hips of the piston like bottom and began to direct the fucking.
The two rearranged themselves so Jonathon was now face down across the table as Dave stood behind, fucking the firm behind of the blonde. With one hand on Jonathon's back, Dave wrapped one hand around the white strap of the jockstrap framing the perky ass currently being plowed. Jonathon was holding on to the edge of the table as Dave's dick dug deeper and deeper into his ass. With each thrust Dave's dick would rub up against Jonathon's prostate, causing a shiver and moan to overtake Jonathon. Dave continued his battering to the point where the table began to move with each thrust. The moans escaping Jonathon grew louder as Dave's pace quickened. Jonathon's face contorted as moaned, "I'm cumming!" Jonathon's jockstrap pouch filled with the warm liquid of his jizz. Dave pounded harder and harder relishing the fact he made this bottom cum without touching his dick. The jizz smeared across the table helping Jonathon slide along the table as Dave continued fucking his boy. Dave's thick cock slid in and out over and over. Finally Dave rammed home his dick as deep as possible and shot in the still hungry hole. Exhausted, Dave collapsed on top of Jonathon. As Dave pulled out, the now formed crowd began their applause. Dave pulled Jonathon off the table and quickly kissed Jonathon. With just his jockstrap on, and cum leaking out of his hole, the two exit the club.