The alley

September, a different bar, a different night, and I was not looking for one man. Emil is twenty-seven. Hassan is thirty-eight. They were not together. I checked, because I will not be the guest star in somebody else's couple. Emil said they had met an hour ago at the bar. Hassan said the same. I said good, because I wanted the pair and I did not want a relationship with either of them. In the brick alley behind a closed shop I stood under the warm bulb with my helmet in one hand, leather jacket, jeans, cropped hair, and I told them the rest before anyone touched me. Spit, because I am asking for it. One cock in my cunt and one in my mouth. Then you switch. If I say redlight, you stop. They said redlight back to me. Hassan's voice was steady. Emil looked like he might vibrate out of his boots. I liked both.

I set the helmet on a dry crate. I told Hassan to spit in my mouth. He did, careful, and I swallowed it and told him again, more. The second time I was already wet. I told Emil to spit on his hand and rub it on my cunt once my jeans were open. He knelt and did it, messy and earnest, and then he licked me because I shoved his head there. His tongue and the spit and the alley chill made me grab his ear. Up, I said. Cock out. Hassan, yours too. I turned and braced a hand on the brick. Hassan fucked his cock into my cunt from behind while I sucked Emil's cock, the angle clumsy until I fixed Hassan's hip with my free hand. There, I said. Fuck my cunt there. He did. Emil's cock filled my mouth and I took him at my depth, fist at the root so he could not get ideas.

I came faster than I meant to, forehead near Emil's stomach, cunt gripping Hassan, a laugh broken in half. Then I pulled off and said switch. Emil's cock replaced Hassan's in my cunt, a different thickness, eager. Hassan fed me his cock, slick from me, and I sucked him like I had something to prove to my own mouth. Spit down my chin. I asked Hassan for more of it and he spat on his cock where my lips were and I groaned. Emil fucked me hard because I told him to. Redlight stayed unused. I wanted the slam and the brick under my palm and both of them listening. I told Emil to cum on the ground. I told Hassan to cum in my mouth. They did what I said. I swallowed Hassan. Emil striped the concrete. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and zipped up.

I picked up the helmet. I told them they had been good and that I was not joining anything. Emil laughed. Hassan said he knew. I rode out of the alley alone. The warm bulb stayed behind me. My jaw ached in the right way, and my cunt did too, and the bike started on the first try like it always does.