His hand cups the back of your head and eases you closer. It's a delicious-looking cock.
[KNEEL ON THE FLOOR AND GRAB YOUR DILDO. HOLD IT IN FRONT OF YOU. PICTURE THE CROWDED BAR. FEEL THE PRESENCE OF ALL THOSE PEOPLE AROUND YOU. TAKE THE COCK IN YOUR MOUTH AND FOLLOW ALONG]
The tip of his cock slips past your lips. It jumps at your touch. The bartender sneers down at you and says, "Do a good job. It's your audition." You nod, and his corona bobs on your lips. You tickle the cleft under his slit with the tip of your tongue. He likes that. It grows.