"Ha-ha, guys. Mike, let's go."
From Create Your Own Story
"Sorry, the birthday boy has spoken," Mike says with a smirk. The bouncer gives him the finger. Mike comes out from the counter, and puts his arm around your neck, tugging you against him and walking you to the entrance. The muscles in his arm are warm, and strong.
The bartender drives you to his place, and you watch his arms on the steering wheel, enjoying the way the muscles move as he steers. At his place, he steers you right to the couch, and then kneels in front of you and proceeds to give you one of the best blow jobs of your life. He's got a talented mouth, and his hands are strong as they stroke your shaft and flick at your nipples. You rub your hands over his hard arms and down his shoulders and back. You're getting pretty close when he pulls back, letting your dick come free of his lips.
"Bedroom?" he asks.
You realize his jeans are tenting. Obviously he's recovered from your earlier blow job.
You say...
