Chapter 1

"This place looks nice." Sean said to himself, pushing the door of the Italian restaurant open and stepping in. The bell on the door jingled as he walked in, and his eyes fell on a group of men laughing loudly at a table near the entrance. "They probably don't serve meatballs." He smirked to himself, walking towards a table by the window.

As he sat down and sifted through the menu, he couldn't help but glance at the group of men.

They seemed to be having the time of their lives, joking and laughing together like old friends. Sean felt a small tinge of envy, missing the days when he had a group like that to call his own. But his loneliness was quickly interrupted by the waiter appearing at his side.

"Good evening, sir. What can I get you to drink?" The waiter asked, pen and notepad at the ready.

"Just a glass of water, please." Sean replied, still looking at the group of men.

The waiter left and Sean's attention returned to the menu. After a few moments, he heard the bell on the door jingle again and glanced in that direction. This time, he saw that one of the men from the group of men was walking towards him, a friendly smile on his face.

"I hope you don't mind me joining you," the man said, as he reached Sean's table.

"We couldn't help but notice you dining alone."

Sean was taken aback for a moment, but then he smiled. "Not at all. I'm Sean, by the way." He extended his hand.

"Peter," the man said, shaking Sean's hand firmly. "Nice to meet you."

Peter pulled up a chair and sat down opposite Sean. The two started talking, about everything from movies and music to hobbies and travels. Peter was clever and charming, and Sean found himself drawn to him.

There was something about his confidence and the way he took charge of the conversation that was both refreshing and exhilarating. Sean wanted to know more about him, and the realization of it was surprising to him, especially since Peter was openly gay.

"I'm sorry if I'm being too intrusive," Peter said with a mischievous smile. "I couldn't help but notice how you couldn't take your eyes off of me."

Sean felt his cheeks flush. He had been caught, but he didn't mind.

In fact, Sean was pleasantly surprised by Peter's forwardness and the obvious attraction between them. It was exciting, a breath of fresh air.

"Maybe I couldn't help myself," Sean replied with a playful smile.

Peter laughed, his eyes lighting up with amusement and something else, something deeper and more intense. "Well, if you play your cards right, I might just let you catch me." Peter's eyes sparkled with humor and mischief, and Sean found himself getting more and more drawn to him. There was a chemistry between them that was undeniable, and Sean couldn't help but wonder what would happen next.

Peter suggested they move to the bar area of the restaurant where they could get a better view of the live music. Sean agreed and the two of them made their way to the bar, snagging a seat in the corner.

Peter insisted that Sean sit and as he did he stood behind Sean, with his hands on Sean's shoulders. He gently started to massage his shoulders. Peter leaned forward against Sean and whispered in his ear. Do you mind? Peter asked softly, the warmth of his breath tickling Sean's ear. Sean instinctively leaned back into the touch and hummed softly in pleasure.

"Not at all." Sean replied, closing his eyes and relishing the feeling of Peter's strong hands on his shoulders. It had been way too long since Sean had felt so alive, so wanted. And the fact that it was a man who was making him feel this way was even more surprising.

As Peter continued to massage Sean's shoulders, he wrapped his arms around Sean's waist, pulling him closer.

Sean could feel Peter's breath against his neck, causing goosebumps to rise on his skin. He leaned back more, relishing in the feeling of Peter's arms around him.

They stayed like that for a few moments, until Peter whispered again in Sean's ear, "shall we go to the bathrooms?" Sean was surprised at how forward Peter was being, but he couldn't deny the excitement that coursed through him. He turned to look at Peter, his eyes shining in the low light of the restaurant.

"I think I'd like that," Sean said, his voice barely above a whisper.

Peter's lips curled into a small, triumphant smile. "Excellent."

He leaned in close, his lips brushing against the shell of Sean's ear.

"I hope you're ready for this, Sean."

Chapter 2

Peter took Sean's hand, leading him away from the bar area and towards the restrooms. Sean's heart raced with anticipation, excitement and fear. He wondered what was going to happen next. He could feel the heat radiating from Peter's hand, the warmth sending shivers down his spine.

As they entered the small, dingy restroom, Sean couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement. The dim lighting cast an intimate glow over the dirty, graffiti-covered walls.

The smell of old soap permeated the air, mixed with a hint of urine and dirt. But despite the unpleasant surroundings, Sean felt a rush of excitement as Peter led him into the small, private space.

Peter grabbed Sean's hand, pulling him closer as he pressed his body against the wall, pinning him there. Sean's heart raced as he felt Peter's hard, muscular body against his own, the bulge in Peter's pants pressing hard against Sean's thigh.

He gasped as Peter's lips found his, devouring them in a passionate kiss, his tongue exploring Sean's mouth deeply. Sean moaned into the kiss, feeling himself getting hard in his pants at the feel of Peter's tongue.

Peter pulled back, a wicked smile on his face, and ripped off Sean's shirt, leaving him standing there in nothing but his pants and shoes. Sean shivered in the cool air, his nipples hardening at the sight of Peter's hungry eyes devouring his bare chest.

He couldn't believe what he had gotten himself into, but he couldn't deny the thrill and excitement that coursed through his veins.

Peter's hands trailed over Sean's chest, gently pinching and pulling on his nipples. Sean gasped, throwing his head back as a wave of pleasure washed over him.

"Fuck, Peter," Sean moaned. "That feels so good."

Peter leaned in, his lips trailing kisses along Sean's neck, and whispered.

"I'm going to make you feel so good, Sean. Just let go and trust me."

Sean nodded, unable to form words as he felt Peter's hand reach down and undo his pants, tugging them down along with his briefs, leaving him exposed and vulnerable.

Peter's eyes widened in appreciation at the sight of Sean's hard cock, before his hand gripped it firmly, and began to stroke him slowly.

Sean moaned, his hips bucking against Peter's hand as he felt his orgasm quickly building.

"Don't cum yet," Peter commanded, his voice husky with raw desire. "I want to taste you."

Sean let out a whimper, before biting back a moan as Peter's lips wrapped around the head of his cock.

He threw his head back against the cool wall, feeling Peter's tongue flatten against the tip of his cock, swirling it around before he began to take him deeper into his throat.

Sean moaned his approval, gripping the edges of the urinal as he felt Peter's warm mouth slide slowly down his length, taking him all the way to the base.

"Fuck, Peter," he breathed out.

Peter pulled back, grinning up at him, a strand of silver hair sticking to his forehead.

"You like that, huh?"

Sean nodded, his eyes closed and his breathing heavy.

"It's been a long time," Sean confessed.

As Peter sucked on Sean's cock, his naked ass pushed against the urinal; the combination of the blowjob and Peters sucking was to much for Sean and with a loud, guttural moan he began to cum hard in Peters mouth.

"Fuck, I'm coming!" Sean gasped, his hands gripping the sides of the urinal as he began to thrust his hips, unable to control himself any longer.

Peter took it all, swallowing each small shot of cum that hit the back of his throat, his tongue tracing the vein on the underside of Sean's shaft.

Sean let out a long, shaky breath as he felt himself finish.

Peter pulled back, a triumphant smile on his face as he licked Sean's cum from his lips.

"You taste good." Peter told Sean with a wink and stood back up.

Sean couldn't believe what had just happened. His whole body felt like it was on fire, buzzing with pleasure and satisfaction. And as he quickly dressed himself, he couldn't help but think that this was just the beginning.

Chapter 3

Peter's friends watched in anticipation as he led Sean by the hand, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of excitement and lust. He guided him away from the main dining area and into a hidden alcove, shielded by heavy velvet curtains. As the curtain closed behind them, the clinking of glasses and murmur of conversation became a distant melody, replaced by the sound of Sean's heavy breathing and Peter's low, mischievous laughter.

"Fuck," Peter said, pulling Sean closer and pressing his hard, muscular body against Sean's.

Sean could feel Peter's cock growing harder against his thigh. "I want to fuck you Sean, in front of my friends." Peter said, his voice low and husky, his hand sliding down the side of Sean's body. Sean's pulse quickened as he felt the wetness of Peter's fingers tracing the outline of his cock through his pants.

"Are you sure about that?" Sean asked, his heart pounding in his chest. He couldn't believe what was happening. Peter was dominant, experienced, and he loved it. But doing something like this, in front of a group of people was something completely different.

"Yes, I'm sure. They want to see us together.

Let's give it to them. "Alright, Peter," Sean whispered, feeling a rush of adrenaline coursing through his veins. He could feel Peter's hand gripping his cock through his pants, the roughness of his grip driving Sean wild. "Let's do this, in front of everyone."

Sean let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding, as if he were releasing the tension that had built up inside him over the last few minutes.

The anticipation was incredible, and it only made Sean crave more desperately for the satisfaction that he was confident Peter would give.

Peter wasted no time in pulling down Sean's pants in a swift, fluid motion, leaving his bare bottom exposed. Peter's eyes gleamed with desire as he took in the sight of Sean's body, completely bared before him. He slowly walked around the red velvet booth and dragged his fingers along the curves of Sean's hips, tracing them down to his thighs and back up again.

Peter's fingers lingered at Sean's ass, grazing the sensitive skin before he stepped back and pulled out a small bottle of lubricant from his pocket.

Sean blushed at the open display and the vibrations from the crowd behind the curtain only fueled his desire. He spread his legs and leaned back into the red velvet cushions, his erection protruding from his pants.

Peter's eyes fixed on the exposed flesh, "You have a nice ass." He said gruffly. He squirted the lube onto his fingers and rubbed them together to warm it up.

Sean held his breath as Peter leaned forward and let his slicked fingers glide over the seam of his ass. He slowly teased him, running his fingers over the sensitive skin, before pushing one digit inside him.

"Fuck," Sean bit out, his hips bucking involuntarily. It had been years since he had felt this way and the sensation was overwhelming.

He could feel the moist heat of Peter's fingers as he pressed them in and out of Sean, slowly stretching him open. Sean's breath hitched and he closed his eyes, letting out a shaky sigh as Peter continued working his fingers inside of him.

As Peter continued to finger Sean, he pulled out a condom from his pocket and carefully rolled it onto his dick.

Sean watched as he slid the condom on, the rest of the men staring at Sean's naked body. Sean relaxed enjoying the attention exposing himself to them.

He looked over at the group of men behind the curtain, watching as the anticipation built up in their eyes. His pulse raced and desire coursed through his veins as he imagined the scene from their perspective. The excitement was only amplified by the obscenities and encouragement they called out, urging Peter to take him right there.

With one final deep breath, Sean opened his eyes and gave Peter a small nod of encouragement. Peter removed his fingers, replacing them with the head of his cock pressing against Sean's entrance.

Sean tensed in anticipation, feeling his muscles contract and relax as he took a deep, steadying breath.

Then with a slow, relentless motion, Peter pushed forward.

"Ah, fuck," Sean cried out as he felt Peter's cock filling him inch by inch, pushing against his walls.

It had been a long time since Sean had felt this full, this stretched and he leaned back against the booth, gasping for air as Peter continued to slide deeper, until he was fully sheathed.

"Oh, fuck," Sean breathed, arching his back as he felt Peter begin to rock against him, pulling back and then driving forward with a low groan.

Peter's grip tightened on Sean's hips, his breath hot on the nape of Sean's neck as he maintained a steady rhythm. Sean's vision blurred and he felt his toes curl as waves of pleasure washed over him.

Having a man inside him, watching the group of men behind the curtain, hearing their coarse words and grunts only heightened Sean's pleasure.

"Harder, fuck me harder," Sean cried out, his voice hoarse from the pleasure that coursed through his body. Peter gladly obliged, his hips slamming against Sean's, resulting in a loud slapping sound echoing through the alcove. The thrusts became vigorous, faster and more fervent, the weight of Peter's body pinning Sean down into the plush cushions.

Each time Peter drove into him, he felt an intense and raw primal connection as the man's cock filled him deep and wholly.

Sean reached behind him, and clutched Peter's hair, pulling him closer and arching his back further, exposing his neck and inviting Peter to claim him. Their hips collided together, as their unified groans reverberated in the small private space.

Peter snarled against Sean's neck, nipping and marking the older man as his own, a fact punctuated by the force of his thrusts in time with the whimpers and gasps of Sean.

"Yes, oh fuck, Peter, yes!" Sean cried out, his fingers digging into Peter's hair as he pulled him even closer.

The room was filled with obscenities and groans, the curtain to their private alcove moving slightly with each forceful collision of bodies. Peter's friends watched with intense fascination, their eyes burning with desire as they watched the two men fuck each other in front of them.

Sean's ass slapped against the red velvet booth as Peter drove deeper and harder into him.

The wet, squelching sounds of their bodies coming together only served to heighten Sean's pleasure, each thrust sending a fresh wave of euphoria coursing through him.

Peter's fingers dug into the soft flesh of Sean's hips as he took him mercilessly, the force of each thrust pushing Sean further and further into the booth. Sweat trickled down Peter's forehead, dripping onto Sean's back as he leaned forward, groaning, his breath hot against Sean's neck.

The scent of their bodies mingled together in the dimly-lit alcove, filling Sean's senses.

"Fuck, Sean, you feel so fucking good," Peter growled, his fingers digging deeper into Sean's hips.

"Yes, harder," Sean cried out, his head thrown back in pleasure. He could feel his orgasm building, each thrust sending him closer and closer to release.

Peter gripped Sean's cock tightly, the roughness of his grip driving Sean wild as he matched the rhythm of his thrusts.

Sean's ass clenched around Peter's cock and he moaned loudly as he felt his orgasm build.

"Don't cum yet," Peter snarled, rather than command, his grip tightening as he felt Sean's muscles spasming.

A whimper escaped Sean's lips as Peter's cock brushed against his prostate, the sensation causing waves of pleasure to ripple through his body. He felt like he was hovering on the edge, barely holding on as Peter continued to work his magic.

"I can't hold on much longer," Sean finally gasped, unable to stop the whimper that escaped his lips. His entire body was trembling with pleasure, barely able to contain himself.

"Good, I want you to cum all over me," Peter growled, before sucking on Sean's earlobe, his breath hot against Sean's skin.

Peter increased the pace, thrusting into Sean's tight hole faster and harder.

Sean's entire body was shaking, sweat dripped down his forehead and his breathing was erratic and heavy. He could feel his orgasm surging through him, threatening to overwhelm him with its intensity. "Peter, I can't hold on much longer." Sean gasped, his voice wavering.

"Yes, yes, cum for me, Sean," Peter demanded, his voice filled with desire and primal hunger.

Sean let out a loud cry, his body tightening as pleasure washed over him in waves. He could feel the warm gush of his release against Peter's fingers, a primal satisfaction surged through him as his body trembled.

Peter groaned as he felt the walls of Sean's ass clench around him, the sensations of Sean's orgasm triggering his own, the man thrust harder into Sean's still spasming hole.

"Fuck, yes!" Peter roared, his hips jerking as the first wave of his climax hit him.

His fingers tightened on Sean's hips tightly, and he pushed in as deep as he could go, groaning at the sensation of hot liquid spilling from Sean's cock. Peter leaned over Sean, cupping a hand around his face and listening to Sean's whimpers of pleasure and satisfaction.

" Fuck, Peter. Oh, fuck. I fucking cummmmmmm! " Sean yelled out, his body trembling as his orgasm wracked him. Their bodies remained intertwined for several minutes, as Peter's breathing slowed, listening to Sean catch his breath.

"Fuck, that was intense," Sean whispered, letting his head fall back onto the velvet cushions. "I haven't felt like that in a long time."