Dave stepped into his neighbor's darkened garage. It was cool and smelled of oil and grease. He smiled. An old red car with its hood up dominated the shadowy space.
"Are they gone?" he asked as he walked along the side of the car, one big hand sliding along the curves of the vehicle.
Pete stood up when he heard Dave's voice and smiled when he saw that the young man was bare-chested and barefoot as well. He never got tired of looking at the well-defined muscles of Dave's chest back and shoulders.
"Yeah," he said, wiping his hands on a red shop rag. "But they won't be gone long."
"Do we have time?" Dave asked, his voice a little more than a strained whisper.
Even though they were well-hidden behind the raised hood of the car and the darkness of the garage, Pete glanced out of the open garage door to check. The street was empty. "Come here," he said quietly.
With a low hungry sound, Dave moved up close to the taller man and ran his fingers down's Pete's chest and flat belly, fumbling for his belt buckle. He tugged on it gently and their eyes met.
Pete licked his lips and they kissed briefly. "Suck me," he said, his voice sounding gruff.
Dave's cock jerked to a full erection, straining against the front of his jeans at the sound of Pete's voice.
"I've been thinking about this all morning," Pete whispered, squeezing Dave's cock through his jeans.
Dave nodded, held onto Pete's wrist and humped his hand. He never got enough of this older man and the way he made him feel - somehow explosive and content, all at once.
"Suck me," Pete repeated.
Dave was only vaguely aware of the cold concrete floor under his knees. In the near darkness, he heard the jingle of Pete's belt buckle. He swallowed hard. He heard the zipper sliding down and the whisper of clothing as it was pushed down out of the way, and felt his heartbeat quicken. His tongue played along his lower lip in anticipation.
A whiff of the other man's distinctly male scent filled his nose, exciting him even further. His hands were shaking when he curled his fingers around Pete's big cock. It was thick and long, the shaft heavily veined, the knob swollen. Dave pumped it slowly and, even though he could not see in the deep shadows, he knew the tip was already glistening with pre-cum.
Pete gasped quietly when Dave's hot tongue slithered over and around the tip of his dick. Then Dave sucked gently and finally probed into his slit, searching for more of his delicious fluids. With one hand on Dave's head, he thrust his hips forward, urging his young lover to take him deeper.
Dave made a tight little ring of his lips and allowed Pete to slide further into his mouth. He loved the way Pete's big cock throbbed against his tongue. He loved it when the fat knob touched the back of his throat.
But mostly, he loved hearing Pete mutter guttural obscenities as he slowly fucked Dave's mouth.
"So fuckin' good," Pete grunted, tangling his fingers in Dave's thick curls. "You know I'm gonna fuck that ass as soon as we get the chance."
The thought excited Dave even further. He squeezed his own cock hard and bobbed his head a bit faster. At the same time, he swirled his tongue around Pete's shaft. He was rewarded with another teasing taste of his juices. He sucked it down greedily.
