Sam's phone screen flashed bright green. Grindr. New message. "Yo, horny tonight? Your profile got me rock hard." Sam, a lean twenty-two-year-old with messy brown hair always falling into his bright blue eyes, usually pretty chill and kinda bookish, felt a sudden jolt. He scrolled back to check the guy: Leo. Just like he remembered from the pic: a jawline that could cut steel, dark, intense eyes that felt like they were staring right through you, and a solid, muscular body that screamed pure power. Leo, probably pushing thirty, wasn't just big; he was dense, all muscle, coiled up tight. "Hard as a rock," Sam typed back, surprising himself with how fast he hit send. "Free?" The reply was almost instant: "Be there in ten. Address?"
Twenty minutes later, the doorbell buzzed. Sam, usually cool as a cucumber, felt his heart doing a drum solo in his chest. He flung the door open. Leo stood there, even more massive than his photos, filling the whole damn frame with his broad shoulders and thick chest. His vibe was crazy magnetic, like a black hole Sam couldn't escape. A slow, hungry grin spread across Leo's face, making his dark eyes glitter. "Sam, right?" His voice was a low rumble, kinda rough, sending shivers right down Sam's spine. "Leo," Sam barely managed to breathe out, his voice a bit shaky, the desire between them already thick enough to chew on.
No small talk needed. Their eyes just locked, a silent, intense understanding passing between them. Leo stepped inside, and the door clicked shut, cutting off the whole damn world. Sam, feeling a wild burst of daring, led him straight to the bedroom. The air was thick with tension, heavy with lust.
Leo didn't waste a second. He moved quick, pushing Sam against the wall. His lips slammed into Sam's in a hungry, bruising kiss that tasted like pure, urgent need. Leo's hands dove under Sam's soft cotton t-shirt, his rough fingers exploring Sam's slender waist, tracing his ribs, making Sam gasp into the kiss. Sam's own hands, usually steady, were shaking as they grabbed Leo's wide, muscular shoulders, feeling the hard muscle under his shirt.
Clothes flew off. In a flash, they were naked, skin against skin, the friction already building up a serious heat. Leo pulled back an inch, his dark eyes devouring Sam's body. His gaze swept over Sam's pale, flushed skin, the delicate curve of his back, finally landing on the tempting, pink opening between his ass cheeks. "Fuck, you're hot," Leo growled, his voice thick with desire.
Then, without a word, Leo's hand found the back of Sam's neck. He pressed down gently, but with no doubt about who was in charge. Sam got it. His knees buckled, his body lowering, his ass sticking out. He knelt there, right at Leo's feet, a willing offering, exactly where he needed to be.
Leo’s fingers parted Sam’s lips, just enough for Sam to see the head of Leo’s cock. It was thick, angry red, throbbing, just begging to be sucked. Leo didn't ask. He guided it gently towards Sam's mouth, and Sam opened wide. He opened it wide, a deep, primal instinct taking over, 'cause he knew what was coming.
Leo let Sam lick the head first, letting Sam's hot, wet tongue explore the tight skin. Sam tasted him, smelled him, and it drove him absolutely fucking wild. Then Leo pushed it in deeper, making Sam take the head, just the head. Sam sucked, licked, circled his tongue around the shaft, tracing the underside, the rim. Leo watched him, eyes locked on Sam's, making sure Sam knew he was there for Leo's pleasure.
And then, when Leo couldn't take the delicious torture anymore, when he felt Sam's throat clench with building desire, he pushed. He cupped Sam's head firmly in his big hand and plunged it. Deep. So deep. Until Sam had his whole cock down his throat, feeling Leo's heavy balls smack against his chin. Sam gagged a little, then adjusted, loving the feeling of fullness, of Leo's cock filling him all the way down.
Leo made Sam feel his cock pulse, swell in his mouth. He made Sam suck, pump, work. And when he saw Sam's eyes tearing up, when he heard Sam's muffled moans of effort, he knew Sam was totally under his thumb. He set the pace, whispering orders for Sam to go faster, pump harder, squeeze tighter with his throat.
Sam felt the cum rising, felt Leo's cock swell even more, vibrating right before the explosion. And when Leo came, Sam felt his hot, thick cum pour down his throat, which he swallowed. Every single drop. 'Cause he was there for Leo, to take everything Leo had.
Sam pulled his head up, mouth full, eyes glazed over with pleasure and exhaustion. He licked his lips clean, savoring the taste.
"Good boy," Leo rasped, his voice still thick with satisfaction. He pulled Sam up by the arm, drawing him close. "Now, get on your knees, ass up."
Sam obeyed without a word, his body still buzzing from what he’d just swallowed. He knelt on the bed, ass high in the air, his hole exposed and screaming for it. Leo got behind him, his hot breath on Sam's neck. Sam felt Leo's cock, still wet and glistening from his mouth, press against his opening. Leo had a condom in his hand. He unrolled it, quick, practiced, then pushed in.
Sam gasped, feeling Leo enter him, slow at first, then deeper, filling him up. The rubber felt… okay, but Sam felt that primal urge for more. He'd used condoms every time, always. It was safe, it was smart. But deep down, he'd always wondered what raw felt like. This was the most intense he'd ever been. Leo started thrusting, hard and fast, his heavy balls smacking against Sam's ass with every powerful stroke. Sam arched his back, taking every inch.
Then, Leo suddenly stopped, his cock still buried deep inside Sam. "Fuck, Sam..." Leo's voice was rough, a low, desperate plea. "I... I wanna feel you. All of you. Without this. Can I... can I pull this off and just fill you? Bare?"
A shiver, hot and electric, shot through Sam's whole body. Bare? The word echoed in his mind. It was a line he'd never crossed, a boundary he'd always kept. But the thought of Leo inside him, raw, filling him without anything in between... It was a brutal, dangerous fantasy, a huge step, but so damn hot, so all-consuming. He turned his head a bit, meeting Leo's intense gaze. The desire in Leo's eyes was pure, raw, unmasked, and Sam saw his own desperate, brand-new need mirrored there. He swallowed hard.
"Yes," Sam whispered, his voice barely there, raw with longing, a hint of nervous excitement. "Yes, please. Fill me up. Bare."
Leo didn't even blink. He pulled out smooth, ripped off the condom, and tossed it. His cock, gleaming and throbbing, looked even bigger now, ready to deliver. Sam's heart hammered in his chest, a frantic drum. This was it.
Leo got back in position, bare now. He put the head of his cock against Sam's opening and pushed. Sam's hole welcomed him with a new, incredible intensity. The contact was raw, scorching, totally unfiltered. Sam moaned, a deep, animal sound escaping his throat. Leo plunged in, slow at first, then with a powerful, hungry thrust, his bare cock tearing into him and filling him completely.
"Oh, fuck!" Sam screamed, arching his back hard, his body convulsing. The feeling was a thousand times more intense, more real, more everything. It was different. So much different. He could feel every ridge, every pulse. Leo started thrusting, each stroke vibrating through Sam's whole body. The loud smack of Leo's balls against his ass was louder, more real, more there. Sam felt every single inch of Leo inside him, the friction of bare skin, the deep, gut-wrenching heat.
"I'm gonna fill you up, baby," Leo panted, his voice changed by effort and pure, raw pleasure. "I'm gonna give you everything. Hold on tight."
Sam felt overwhelmed, totally flooded. The pleasure was so intense it almost hurt. He felt possessed, completely taken by Leo's raw, dominant power. He closed his eyes, giving himself over to the pure feeling of that bare cock pounding into him, stretching him, getting him ready for the flood.
Leo sped up, his thrusts turning into a frenzied rhythm. Sam felt the pressure build, pleasure piling up in wave after wave, building to a crazy peak. He cried out, convulsed hard, and his body emptied in a crushing, all-consuming orgasm.
At the exact same moment, Leo groaned, a deep, guttural sound that shook his whole body. He plunged one last time, emptying himself completely, his hot, thick cum pouring deep inside Sam, filling him to the brim. Sam felt the warm liquid gush inside him, a sensation entirely new, shocking, and profoundly intimate. The heavy weight of Leo on his back, his heart pounding like crazy.
Leo pulled out slowly, his cock sliding free. Sam felt the warm cum trickle down his inner thigh, a tangible, sticky proof of what just went down, a physical mark of their raw connection. He was filled, overflowing, and he had never, ever felt anything like it. Leo crashed next to him on the bed, panting, their sweaty bodies stuck to each other, skin slick and red.
Sam rolled over, snuggling into Leo's side, still breathless. He felt Leo's radiating heat, the intoxicating smell of their mingled sex. "Thanks," Sam whispered, his voice broken, raw with feeling and totally wiped out. Leo held him tight, kissing his hair, chin resting on Sam's head. "This is just the beginning," Leo mumbled back, a deep, satisfied grin on his face.
