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It didn’t take Noir long to find the gloryhole situated in the far corner of the warehouse, where several empty boxes were placed around it like a makeshift wall to provide a sense of privacy. It was a rectangular hole large enough for him to fit both of his arms through, unassuming to anyone who wasn’t aware of its purpose. He had heard of this gloryhole from passing chatter, his curiosity and desires drove him to eavesdrop on potentially salacious conversations. It was quite the hotspot for those seeking a quick, discreet thrill. There was always a willing ass or mouth eager to see to the urges of another, and Noir was one in a long line of hard cocks seeking relief.
Today the spot seemed vacant, absent of any sign that a single visitor had come. Only the ground, littered with dusty used condoms and discoloured by puddle-like patterns, was any indication this area had seen action. Noir became concerned his trip had been wasted, until he could see a hand curled over the edge of the gloryhole. He could feel his heart hammer with excitement as he wasted no time in making his approach known with every step.
The hand retreated, disappearing into the hole when Noir finally loomed over it. The cyborg didn’t waste a second as he brought out his cock, already stiff as steel and leaking precum at the tip. He positioned himself, hands pressed against the wall, before he slipped in. Barely a second passed when Noir felt a hot, wet mouth already work its way down on his cock.
“Someone’s eager,” Noir said, an amused chuckle soon followed. “Bet you had to wait a while before tasting something good.”
The only reply he got back was a soft moan when the mouth pulled out, the voice almost shuddering with delight and want.
“Don’t stop. There’s plenty for you,” Noir said as he gyrated his hips, thrusting his cock into the air.
The mouth continued, sloppy and eager. The noise it made as it serviced Noir was loud and wet, unashamed to let the world know how much it desired the cyborg’s cock. It made quick work in getting Noir pent up as his breath trembled and his body grew hot to the touch. His hands made their way up to his chest and started to pinch at the sensors on his pecs. His voice, thick and deep, rumbled in pleasure.
It wasn’t until his cock was swallowed deep into the other’s person throat, lips clamped tight around the base of his cock, did Noir decide to move forward. He pulled out, a slight struggle considering how unyielding the mouth was in letting go, but he finally managed to release himself. An audible pop would be heard, the sound echoing through the emptying warehouse.
“Alright, turn over,” Noir ordered, his voice short and heavy laden with lust. “I wanna fuck that ass of yours.”
His anonymous partner obeyed as soon a pair of voluptuous cheeks squeezed their way through the gloryhole. He slapped down a hand on it before squeezing tight, his fingers digging into the flesh as he tested out the firmness.
“Now that’s what I call an ass,” he complimented.
He lifted his arm up and flexed, letting his biceps bulge. It was something Noir did often, and quite proudly. A show of vanity, to boast of his physique and strength. With his other hand still clutching on the stranger’s ass, he prodded the tip of his cock against the entrance. He teased at first, his head ghosting between the cheeks, but it gradually became more forceful as he pressed tighter against the hole to test the resistance.
“Hope you’re prepared, ‘cause I ain’t gonna stop till I’m good and satisfied,” Noir chuckled lowly before he finally gave a robust thrust, pushing his way deep into the stranger’s ass.

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