Page 7 of Hidden Desires (Bikers of Mayhem #2)

ACE

W ind cut across Ace’s face as he leaned in closer, hoping to cut down on the wind resistance. In actuality, this was the exact same scenario he had imagined about a month ago while jerking off in the shower.

In the scene, they were cruising down the interstate before Blade pulled over to take a piss.

Once he was done, he turned around and asked Ace if he could give him a hand with tucking his cock back into his boxers.

Always wanting to be a good friend, Ace graciously dropped to his knees and began swallowing Blade’s cock until he was choking on a throat full of his seed.

The act had been violent and rough, and Blade had fucked into his throat without mercy.

Fuck, he was starting to get hard.

Ace loosened his grip on Blade’s body and tried to shimmy back on the seat as much as possible. He needed to calm himself before his dick gave him away.

How would he explain popping a boner against the straight man’s back?

They pulled into Ace’s driveway a few minutes later. Talk about perfect timing.

“Where’s Marcus?” Blade asked, killing the engine and helping Ace off the cycle.

“He’s workin’ at the bar till close. Then he said he is going to stay the night at Nikolai’s place. I think he was afraid that he might intrude on my after-date plans if he came home before the date was done,” Ace said with a chuckle.

Blade’s eyebrows scrunched up on his face.

“Well, in that case,” Blade began, throwing his leg over the bike and standing up right before him.

Ace stared at him, confused.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m coming in to take a piss,” Blade answered, reminding Ace of last month’s jerk-off fantasy.

If only…

“Sure. Whatever,” Ace answered, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. He began making his way up to the front door.

The house that he shared with his brother was a ranch-style home, with their bedrooms at one end and a shared living space at the other.

Marcus had knocked down the back of the house and extended both his bedroom and the primary bedroom, adding a second bathroom to Ace’s room so he could have his own privacy.

“Want a beer?” Ace asked as Blade hurried by him, heading straight to the main bathroom.

“Yeah! Sure,” Blade shouted from somewhere inside the bathroom.

A moment later, Ace listened to the steady stream of Blade taking a piss, followed by the moans of relief as the stream died down.

The toilet flushed, and the water ran for way too short a period of time before a smiling Blade emerged from the bathroom.

“Not a fan of closing the bathroom door?” Ace asked, passing the six-foot-tall biker dude a beer.

Blade raised an eyebrow like he was crazy.

“What’s the point? You’ve seen me take a piss before.”

Yeah, but it was usually on the side of the road with a bunch of other bikers who’d all stopped to take a leak before heading on to their next destination.

“Why do I bother?” Ace asked as he grabbed a bag of chips and walked past the smirking beefcake.

“So, you still never told me why you were stalking me while on my date,” Ace asked, taking a seat on the sofa. Blade sat down right next to him.

“I wasn’t stalking. I was there on business.”

Ace’s eyebrow lifted. “Oh, really?”

“Yeah, sure. Biker business. Picking up the thing to deliver to the person in the place.”

Ace couldn’t help but be entertained.

“Well, either way. It was good that you were there. Otherwise, I would have had to ride-share it home or walk.”

“Walk? There’s no fucking way. You could have just called your brother. He would have sent someone to come get you.”

Ace took a sip of his beer and swallowed. “Oh, there is no fucking way we are telling my brother about tonight’s date.”

Blade looked at him like he was crazy.

“What? Why?”

“Because if my brother hears about what that piece of shit tried to do, he would hunt him down and end his life. You practically did that very same thing tonight!”

Blade shrugged his shoulders like he didn’t have a care.

“Oh. Yeah, I guess you’re right. It did feel fucking good pounding that douchebag’s face into the pavement,” Blade reminisced.

“I already find it hard enough to find guys willing to go out on a date, I don’t need word getting out that my big bro and his band of gorilla muscles beat up my dates whenever they try and get fresh with me.”

A proud-as-fuck smirk cut across Blade’s face.

“No. This is not something that you should all be proud of. There will be no more beating of Ace’s dates and no more following without his knowledge.” Ace laid down the law.

“So, it’s okay to follow if we ask you first?”

Ace stared at him, dumbfounded. Was this man being serious?

“No! Are you out of your mind? What if my date and I decided to go and fuck in the back seat of his car?”

“Then I would hold your phone and record it so you can post later on your OnlyFans.”

Ace chuckled.

“Yeah, I can see Marcus having an embolism when he finds out.”

Blade’s eyes shot open.

“You got an OnlyFans page?”

The guy sounded so shocked it was hilarious. He didn’t, but Blade didn’t need to know that.

Ace shrugged.

“Well, when you're blessed, why not use it to make a little cash on the side?”

Blade’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t seem too thrilled with that response.

“What about you? You flashing your meat for the cameras these days?” Ace asked.

He was only half-serious, but also kind of curious as to whether the man was making a little extra on the side playing with his meat. If he were, he would definitely be signing up.

“Fuck that. I know my dick is gorgeous and all, but I don’t need someone’s grandma flicking their clit to my meat.”

Ace burst out laughing.

“Somehow, you always find a way of making things so disgusting.”

Blade grabbed the bag of chips from Ace’s lap and opened it. He shoved a handful of them into his mouth and began chewing like he was trying to capture all the air around him with each bite.

“It’s part of my charm.”

Staring into the man’s deep-brown eyes, Ace couldn’t help but be enthralled. There was something about his piggish ways and rough demeanor that had him leaking inside his shorts.

“So, what about you? Seeing any hot chicks lately?” Ace decided to ask.

He really didn’t want to know about Blade’s latest conquests or where the guy was sticking his dick later.

It was painful enough watching the dude make out with chicks in the bar, let alone picturing him plowing into them every night.

He was trying to make conversation, but his hormones were getting the best of him.

“Plenty of babes, but none worth waking up next to.”

Wow. That was surprisingly… kind of… romantic.

He wasn’t sure, but the fact that Blade wanted to wake up next to someone who truly deserved his attention made Ace wonder if perhaps there was more to the rugged biker than just big muscles, a foul mouth, and a rough exterior.

They sat there for a few minutes, in silence, sipping their beers.

Ace sat on the couch with his leg bent under his ass, as he stared at the man he had had a crush on since his balls descended. If his brother only knew that he had been fantasizing about his friend all these years. That was a thought too scary to think about.

But Blade was straight, so his brother had nothing to worry about.

“So, do you really find it that hard to find guys to date?” Blade asked, his voice cracking like a teenage boy.

Ace shrugged his shoulders.

“Most guys around here know about my brother and the Shadow Vipers. Some guys only want to date me to get close to Marcus. Others take me out on dates so they can brag that they got to fuck the younger brother of the leader of a biker gang. Other guys won’t even bother asking me out because they are too afraid that they will get their asses beat by my brother and his goons if they so much as touch me. ”

Blade nodded. “Kind of like what I did to your date tonight.”

Ace glanced up at Blade and nodded.

“Yeah, but that guy deserved it.” Ace placed his hand on Blade’s thigh and gave it a squeeze.

God, his thigh feels so fucking good .

He could only imagine what the rest of Blade must feel like pressed up against him.

Ace glanced at the clock above the television. It was shortly after eleven thirty. Still so fucking early.

“Wanna do shots?” Ace asked, jumping up off the couch and pulling a bottle of tequila out of the bar in their living room.

“Fucking right!” Blade shouted, bouncing his body up against the couch and spreading his legs wide as he proceeded to manspread and make himself more comfortable.

You would think that the man was carrying the world’s biggest dick with the way he was spreading and adjusting his package.

Was the man always this… cocky?

Ace went to the kitchen to slice up some limes and came back with some shot glasses as well.

“Time to get shit-faced!” Blade cheered excitedly.

Blade picked up the bottle of tequila and popped the lid off. He filled both their glasses to the rim, then passed one over to Ace.

They raised their shot glasses and locked eyes with one another.

“Here’s to making bad decisions,” Blade cheered, giving Ace a wink that instantly made his dick hard.

Fuck, if the man only knew how god damn sexy he looked winking at him.

“I second that,” Ace responded before joining Blade in swallowing his shot and then sucking on a lime.

“Mmm, that’s some fuckin’ good shit,” Blade shouted, reaching for the bottle and refilling both their glasses.

Tonight, they were going to get shit-faced.