Head down to door number four and see if the huge guy is still there.
From Create Your Own Story
You leave room number seven, closing the door behind you and making sure you have the key around your wrist. You start down the hall, past the opening that leads to the showers, towel around your waist. You feel more cum and some of the lube leak out of your ass, and shiver at the sensation, passing doors number six and five. When you get to door number four, you notice it's still open. You walk casually to the door, looking in.
The massive man is still there, reclined on the cot, leaning against the far wall. "Bull" is definitely the right name for him - his thick neck meets his massive shoulders and huge chest, all of which now have a slight sheen of sweat to them. His face, you notice, has a crooked nose, obviously broken once or twice, and there's a scar bisecting his eyebrow. More immediate, however, you notice that between his wide thickly muscled thighs, there is a trim blond figure, currently struggling with his face in the Bull's crotch. The Bull himself has one meaty hand on the back of the young blond's head - you're pretty sure it's the blond you saw earlier in the locker room - and he's pushing the kid onto his dick. You can hear the slurping noises of someone struggling to handle a very big cock without gagging.
The huge man looks at you, and you realize you've been spotted.
"Couldn't resist, could you?" he says, in a deep voice that makes you shiver.
The blond young man looks up, pausing in his work and turning his head around to see who is there.
The big man frowns at him. "Did I tell you you could stop?"
The blond lets the huge man push his head back onto his cock. You glimpse it, and shiver - you honestly thought "beer-can cock" was just something guys said to talk trash to each other. This man's dick is fucking huge, and thick, and veiny. The blond is obviously struggling to suck on it.
The Bull looks at you again. "Well?" he growls.
You...
