They approached cautiously, looking around and giggling. Both blonde, cheer-leader types, nineteen or twenty, with tight asses wrapped in low-rise denim and perky tits barely hidden under crop tops.

Pausing beside me they looked at the door, then at me. They both smiled brightly.

“You will have to show your I.D. to get in,” I told them. “You have to be twenty-one.”

“Oh,” the taller one replied with a sly grin. “I forgot it at home.”

“Then you can’t get in. Sorry.”

They whispered to each other while looking me up and down, and the shorter one stepped close.

“What if one of us gives you a blow job?” she offered seductively.

This was an unexpected but exciting development.

“What if both of you do?” I replied, hoping to get a positive response.

“Uh, okay,” she giggled.

“Sure,” the taller one replied. “Where?”

I gestured for them to follow me around the corner of the building, leading them to the trash bins, and stepped into the area beside them. They glanced around nervously before dropping to their knees in front of me, putting their purses between their legs, and smiling up at me.

I unzipped and unbuttoned, lowered my pants, and pulled my cock out. Short blondie grabbed it quickly and gave it a few strokes before taking me in her mouth. She sucked a few times before moving away and letting her friend take a turn. My dick was hard and my balls full, I had a week's worth built up.

The lips and tongues bathed my shaft, soaking it with their spit and drool, and their small hands cupped my balls and stroked my swollen shaft. One took me deep, gagging before getting all of it down, and pulled back gasping. The other tried and failed as well, managing about the same before backing off.

“Just suck it,” I told them. “I’m getting close.”

A mouth went over the tip and down the shaft, and another went to my balls. I was getting closer and warned them.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum!”

She pulled herself off and both looked up with their mouths open and tongues out. I grabbed my cock and jerked furiously until I erupted and sent two thick ropes over one’s face, fat streams of cum covering her chin to forehead. I moved slightly and pumped another rope onto the other’s face, then watched the rest splatter across her tongue and run into her mouth.

“Suck it,” I urged.

She took me into her mouth and slurped, sucking up the cum still streaming out as my balls emptied. She pulled back to swallow and I pulled the other girl to me, watching the cum run down her face while she finished me off. I let out a deep sigh and slumped against the wall.

“Fuck, that was great, girls,” I praised.

“Thanks!”

“It was fun.”

They pulled tissue from their purses and wiped their faces, giggling and laughing at each other while I zipped up. They stood up and brushed their knees off before following me to the door.

“So we can go in now?” the taller one asked.

“Sure,” I answered, and opened the door for them. “Have fun in the club.”

They were stopped at the coat check.

“I.D., please,” he asked.

“Oh, we showed it to the doorman,” the taller one replied. “We can go in.”

“We don’t have a doorman, girls," he said while shaking his head. "I need your I.D. to let you in.”

I whistled as I continued my nightly walk, thinking that I should pause for a smoke there more often.