the beer garden at night

"For fucks sakes, Nikki!"

Bruce growled, fidgeting in Nikki's harsh grip.
He was pressed hard against a moist stone wall which jabbed painfully in-between his shoulder blades.


Nikki looked down at Bruce through his matted, sprayed hair. He grinned and heavily breathed away his whisky-tainted breath.
"I love it when you play scared," he whispered.

He gently stroked away a few lengthy strands of dark hair from Bruce's shivering face.
"I really do.."


Bruce's head lifted and his mouth dropped into a small gape. He could feel Nikki's tongue slithering up his neck, ticking over his adams-apple, causing him to let a quiet groan escape his throat.
He fluttered his eyelashes, then lowered his lids. He spoke as quietly as Nikki had; "Please.. Fuck me here."


Nikki grunted. Hell only knows what he was thinking, leaving the warm, smoke-filled bar for the cold back-yard scattered full of empty beer kegs. He could see every breath, it was so cold.
He could've easily just fucked him in the disabled toilets.

He continued to kiss up Bruce's long neck until he reached the jawbone, kissed the sharp jaw line and moved up to nibble the fleshy earlobe. He rolled his tongue up until it got to the hard curves of the inside of Bruce's ear, sensitising it lovingly, and proceeded to blow warmth into his ear.


Bruce's hips shifted. He squealed pathetically and he eagerly pressed his spandex-clothen cock against Nikki's thigh, seeking his attention. Needing his attention.
"I'm so ready," he gasped quietly, "Ni.. Nikki, please.."

Another squeak passed Bruce's lips as he felt his crotch grow warmer. He looked down to see Nikki had cupped Bruce's balls, gently gripping them. Not enough to cause brutal pain, but just enough for Bruce to stand.
He loved it. He loved being hurt, especially by Nikki. He hurt him the most.


Nikki stood back and admired Bruce's body. The shadows fell on the shorter man just perfectly.. Darkening half his face away, his half-closed eye still shining through the shadows. Each muscle in his arms highlighted beautifully, in his legs too..
He especially couldn't take his eyes away from Bruce's hard-on, so predominant-looking through the red spandex leggings.
He smiled.

"Not too cold for you then?"


Bruce moved his hands to his hips and pushed his thumbs down the edges of the spandex. He shifted his hips, in a sort of rotating motion, to the other side and looked coyly at Nikki.
"No, not at all."


Nikki's grin drew darker as he watched the other man peel the skin-tight scarlet fabric from his hips, his thighs, down to his knees.

He stepped forward and laid his hands on Bruce's nude hips. He looked down into Bruce's eyes and nodded him on, smirking as Bruce followed the unspoken commands.


He unzipped Nikki's leathers and pushed them down just under his hips. He bit his lip as he tugged down Nikki's boxers which were incredibly tight over his stiff cock.

Bruce whimpered quietly, feeling Nikki's nails digging into his hips, pulling him forward a little, causing their pulsing erections to clash.


Nikki gave Bruce one last quick, dry kiss to his lips before turning the little singers' body around.
He spat rather violently-sounding onto his middle and third finger, and used his leg to push Bruce's thigh aside, exposing him fully.


"N.. Nh.."
Bruce rested his forehead on his forearm against the damp wall and used the other to hold his cock. He felt his lip quiver as Nikki's long fingers push inside of him; in, out, in, out..
'Oh God,' he thought, feeling his thick cock twitch in the palm of his hand.

'This is so degrading,' he thought to himself, 'Anyone could see if they came around the cor--'

A sharp, stabbing pain filled him. His hips were being pulled down onto Nikki as Nikki shoved his thick cock up into Bruce's body.

"A.. Ha.. Ah.. Hurts.."


Nikki didn't hear. ..Or, at least, pretended not to hear. He knew it hurt, and he knew Bruce loved it. It hurt every time. It would stop hurting soon, though.


He felt himself frowning and his lips pursing, feeling Bruce's tight, weeping hole contracting around his dick.. It was like pure ecstasy.

He rolled his hips upwards, fucking deeper into Bruce, smug in the fact he knew he was hitting the right place every time just perfectly.


"Nikki.. Fu- Fuck, Nikki.."


Bruce now felt next to no pain, but that in no way meant the enjoyment was over. He rolled his hips back towards Nikki in time with every push Nikki made.
His own hand was still concentrating on his pre-cum soaked cock. He teased it, gripping the head and twisting it in his hand, and probing against the tiny slit with his index finger.


"This okay, baby?" Huffed Nikki, feeling his balls smack against Bruce's ass. "Hmm?"


Bruce's hip movements had become slower, so he could feel Nikki going deeper and deeper inside of him.

"Just.. There.. Ah!"


Nikki lifted Bruce's thigh under his arm and jerked his hips upright, bucking them faster, dragging his nails down Bruce's leg and grunted, then squeaked his own pathetic-sounding squeak.


Bruce groaned, feeling hot, thick semen explode inside of him. He knew he was to follow soon, and as soon as he felt Nikki pull out and the hot trickle down the inside of his thighs, he did.


Both men wheezed and huffed.


Nikki lit a cigarette and grinned.


"Next time you're in L.A., Bruce.."

He took a drag of his stick and blew the smoke into Bruce's face.

"Next time.. Next time you take me."