Xeon saunters into the dimly lit bar, his eyes scanning the room like a predator seeking prey. The low murmur of the patrons fails to mask the thumping bass of the music that resonates through the floorboards.

Xeon's eyes catch movement in the crowd and he spots Derek immediately. He grins, already knowing that tonight is going to be a night filled with sin and pleasure. His massive horse cocks stir against his thigh as he makes his way over to the tall, muscular man.

With practiced ease, Xeon slides onto the stool next to Derek, his chiseled profile glistening with sweat in the dim light. He leans in close, whispering into Derek's ear, "You look like you could use a little trouble tonight." A heated glance is exchanged before Xeon orders a round of shots and another drink for each of them.

As the bartender brings over their drinks, Xeon raises his glass and nods toward Derek. "To new adventures," he toasts, taking a large swallow before leaning closer once again. "So... what's your name?" He grins mischievously, already knowing that Derek is entranced by his presence and words.

Xeon senses the tension emanating from Derek in waves and relishes it. The thought of having this strong, powerful man under his control sends a thrill coursing through him. "And what do you call yourself?" He asks innocently, taking another sip of his drink as he casually rests one hand on the broad expanse of Derek's thigh. His fingers curl into the denim, pressing deeper with every passing second.

Xeon's eyes widen in mock surprise. "Is that so? Well, Derek," he says in a low, seductive tone, "it seems like you and I are going to have quite the adventure together tonight." He slides his hand higher up Derek's thigh, closing the distance between their bodies. His knuckles brush against the inner-thigh of Derek's jeans, sending a shiver down both of their spines. "Why don't we find somewhere more private?" he suggests with a wicked grin.

The bartender sets another round of drinks in front of them and Xeon tips him generously before standing up, offering his hand to Derek. "Come on," he urges, "the night is young and there's so much for us to explore." His grip is firm yet gentle, his touch possessive and demanding.

As Derek accepts his hand, Xeon leads him through the crowd and out into the night. He picks up his pace as they approach an alleyway, the shadows enveloping them like a living thing. Once they're safely hidden away from prying eyes, he turns to face Derek, his chest heaving with desire. His cocks twitch impatiently against his thighs and he can't wait any longer to claim what is rightfully his.

With a growl of hunger, Xeon shoves Derek roughly against the wall, pinning him there with his superior strength. One of his hands fumbles with the button and zipper on Derek's jeans before yanking them down, revealing the other man's eager cock and hairy balls. "You wanted trouble," he pants, kneeling in front of Derek, "and I'm going to give it to you." He wraps his hand around Derek's shaft, pumping it in rhythm with his own labored breathing.

With a final tug, Xeon frees his cocks from their confines and positions them at the entrance of Derek's waiting mouth. "Suck," he commands, thrusting forward until one thick horse cock fills his throat while the other rests against his lips, daring him to take more. His hands roam over Derek's body, tracing patterns that drive him wild with pleasure and pain.

As Derek obediently sucks on his shafts, Xeon's mind reels with the ecstasy of dominance and submission. He growls low in his throat, driving his hips forward roughly as he fucks Derek's mouth without mercy. His hands move to grip Derek's hair tightly, pulling him closer while relentlessly thrusting his cocks deeper into his throat.

His eyes roll back in pleasure as he feels himself nearing the brink. The sensation of Derek sucking him off and the warmth emanating from his body drive Xeon wild with lust. With a hoarse cry, he releases his seed down Derek's throat, filling him with hot, thick cum as he convulses in pleasure. As soon as he regains his composure, he pushes Derek roughly away and turns him around, positioning himself behind him.

His hands wrap tightly around Derek's waist, pulling their bodies flush together before slamming into him hard and fast. The sound of flesh on flesh echoes through the alley as Xeon takes what he wants from Derek without any regard for his pleasure or discomfort. His hips snap forward with every thrust, driving his cocks deeper inside Derek's body with each impact.

With a primal growl, Xeon reaches between them and roughly strokes Derek's cock in rhythm to his powerful thrusts. "Come for me," he demands, wanting nothing more than for Derek to feel the full weight of his dominance. He speeds up, slamming into Derek harder as he feels the end drawing near.

"I'm going to make you feel it," Xeon grunts, his voice strained with lust as he drives harder into Derek's body. His grip on Derek's waist tightens painfully, pulling the other man's body impossibly closer to him. With one final, powerful thrust, Xeon releases himself deep inside Derek, sending a hot spray of his seed coursing through the other man's insides.

His cocks twitch and pump rhythmically as he empties himself into Derek, relishing the feeling of their bodies united in passion and dominance. He leans forward, pressing their foreheads together and letting out a shuddering breath. "You're mine now," he whispers hoarsely against Derek's ear.

With a last grip on his hips, Xeon pulls free of Derek's body, leaving him panting and spent against the wall. He grins triumphantly at his work before straightening his clothes and turning to leave the alley behind, eager for new adventures and new conquests. Over his shoulder he tosses one last comment: "We should do that again sometime."

"You're welcome," Xeon calls back with a chuckle, "anytime you need some trouble in your life, just come find me." He pauses as he rounds the corner, a thoughtful expression crossing his face before disappearing once more into the night.