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The truck stop sits squatted beside the highway, chipped paint and dusty windows, rusted metal and peeling signs. The bathroom is filthy. It smells like piss and industrial cleaner and stale air. But Naim doesn't care, not with Ryan's hand in his hair, not with Ryan's cock heavy against his cheek.
“Can you…,” Naim says, fingers moving to pinch at Ryan’s tip. Ryan squirms at the touch, back arching against the wall, “Can you put it in?” Naim says.
Ryan blinks, dazed. “What?”
"Just the tip," Naim says frantically, like if he says it quicker then Ryan won’t realize the weight of what he’s asking. All he knows is he needs Ryan. He feels empty, rolling his hips against Ryan, chasing something he doesn’t know. "I mean— just a little. Please, Ryan.”
Ryan looks around the filthy bathroom, pants down his ankles, cock sprung out, Naim pressing into him, hard cock against his leg. “Here?” Ryan asks, but it’s without judgement.
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or, Naim and Ryan fuck in a truck stop bathroom.