Page 16 of Primal Urges (Bikers of Mayhem #1)

LUCAS

W hat the fuck is that massive thing pressing up against his back?

He knew what it was. It was the same thing that had been digging into his back for the past forty-five minutes.

Every once in a while, he would feel more blood flow into Caden’s python as the damn thing got harder and harder.

Like seriously? How big was the fucking thing?

He was both in heaven and hell.

The porn star in him wanted to turn on over and swallow the man’s gigantic piece of meat until he passed out from not breathing or choked to death on all the man’s cum. Either way, a glorious way to spend his morning.

The logical, non-pervy side knew that the man was straight and would not appreciate a homo like himself pulling down his jeans and waking him with a blow job—no matter how fantastically great it might be.

Some might even dare to call it award-winning if they gave out awards for blow jobs.

Oh, wait. They do. You just have to be in the adult film industry to get one.

See? Torture.

Lucas closed his eyes and tried not to moan out loud as Caden pushed his dick further into his body.

God, he wanted his cock. Judging by the thickness and hardness, Caden appeared to be having one hell of a sex dream.

Then, Caden’s body froze.

Lucas felt Caden’s body stiffen, a clear sign that he had just woken up and realized his predicament.

“Fuck,” Caden whispered under his breath.

Should he let Caden know that he was awake? Or should he just continue to pretend that he was still sleeping and not make Caden feel any more uncomfortable than he probably already did?

“Classy, Cade. The guy finally lets his guard down and begins to trust you, and here you are, pressing your god-damn boner up against the poor guy’s back.”

Lucas couldn’t hold in his giggle.

“And, of course, you’re awake.”

“Sorry, it’s hard to sleep when you got the world’s largest dick threatening to impale your spleen.”

“It’s not the world’s largest,” Caden said, stretching and digging his dick into Lucas’s back even more unintentionally.

His body jerked back. “Fuck, sorry,” Caden apologized when he realized what he was doing. He shifted in the bed, still cuddling Lucas but no longer jamming his dick into him.

“Sorry, I fell asleep. Didn’t mean to sleep over.”

Rubbing the hair on Cade’s forearm, Lucas lay there, enjoying the feel of Caden’s chest rising and falling against his body. He knew that nothing romantic could ever come of this, but still, he was enjoying the warmth of Caden’s body pressed firmly against his own.

“It’s cool. I fell asleep as well and didn’t realize.”

“What time is it?” Cade asked, his voice still heavy with sleep.

Lucas glanced at the clock that hung against the wall.

“It’s six thirty in the morning.”

A groan escaped Cade’s throat. “Why are we up at ass-crack o’clock?” He rolled onto his back with his arm still trapped under Lucas’s body.

Chuckling, Lucas rolled over, placing his hand on Cade’s chest as he stared up into his sleepy blue eyes.

“Well, I was trying to sleep, but something kept poking me, asking if I wanted to play.” He chuckled.

He knew that he was being flirty, and it probably wasn’t smart, considering the guy was six-two, straight, and could probably bench-press triple his body weight. He was just begging to get gay-bashed.

But he did fall asleep cuddling you, and he hasn’t run off just yet, so what does that say?

It says that Lucas was horny as hell and would use any logic possible to get this man’s dick into his mouth.

Caden lifted his head and gazed down at the bulge in his jeans.

“Yeah, I swear the fucker has a mind of its own. Always popping up at the most inappropriate times.” He lowered his head back onto the one pillow they shared and stared up at the rafters. With his left hand, he began caressing Lucas’s shoulder.

What the…? Why was he?

Was this really happening? What sort of straight dude would start rubbing a gay man’s shoulder while sporting a massive boner in bed?

Lucas could feel his own cock begin to thicken. He’d never been so turned-on before in his life.

He took a chance and glanced down at Caden’s package. His zipper was stretched to the max as it struggled to contain the beast lurking beneath.

Perhaps it was just his imagination or wishful thinking, but Lucas swore he saw the damn thing throb as if it were getting harder as they spoke.

Swallowing hard, Lucas decided to take a chance and see if the signals he thought he was picking up on were real.

Slowly, he began sliding his hand down Caden’s chest, over his rock-hard abs, and then stopped just above Caden’s belt buckle. He glanced up at Caden, who now had his eyes closed. His lips were slightly parted as he slowly breathed in and out.

He wasn’t sure. So far, Cade hadn’t stopped his hand from sliding down, but what if he had fallen back asleep or if he was too scared to tell him he had misread the situation?

Should he just ask to make sure?

As if sensing his trepidation, Caden grabbed his hand and guided it to his belt buckle.

Okay, that was clearly a sign that he was willing to proceed.

Licking his lips, Lucas lifted the leather of Caden’s belt, loving the sound of the metal as it released the confines of Caden’s massive meat.

Once the buckle was undone, he moved on to the button of Caden’s jeans. He popped it open slowly, then reached for the zipper that was begging to be released.

Trying to control his breathing, Lucas slid down Caden’s zipper, cherishing every metal tooth as it slowly separated. With every notch open, he got closer to that massive package.

If Lucas had been asked what his top five sexual experiences had been, this would definitely be in the top two.

Licking his lips, he gently pulled back the folds of Caden’s jeans.

Jesus. The man bulge was everything it had promised to be. Thick. Solid. And begging to be released from its confines.

Wanting to enjoy every possible moment, Lucas slowly ran his fingers along the surface of Caden’s dick.

The man let out a moan. It was subtle and deep. Exactly the way Lucas imagined a questioning, straight man might moan when they first have their cock played with by another man. It was pleasurable yet nerve-wracking. Exciting yet terrifying.

Lucas needed this dick.

In his mouth.

Cutting off all sources of oxygen.

Struggling against the tight folds of Caden’s boxer briefs, Lucas finally managed to pull Caden’s dick out of his underwear.

“Fuck,” Lucas groaned as he caught sight of the man’s raging hard cock.

It was long and thick and had the most glorious mushroom head Lucas had ever seen. The guy could make a fortune doing gay porn if he wanted.

Slowly, Lucas began jerking the man’s cock, loving how it throbbed in his hand as he moved up and down.

“Lube. Do you got any lube?” Caden whispered through shallow gasps of air. His eyes were still shut tight while his tongue wet his lower lip.

“Umm, yeah.” Lucas quickly released Caden’s cock, loving the heavy thump his dick made as it flopped back down against his lower abdomen.

Lucas quickly grabbed the well-used bottle of lube out of his top drawer and drained half the thing on Caden’s shaft without thinking. His brain was still attempting to comprehend what was happening, that he was able to play with Caden’s cock at all.

Gripping his shaft, Lucas began jerking his cock in long, even strokes. Once he reached the tip of Caden’s dick, he’d twist his hand over the top giving the man a bit of extra motion on the downstroke.

The man let out a groan.

Lucas dared a glance up at Caden. His eyes were heated, staring down at Lucas as he played with his cock. With every stroke, Caden let out a sinful moan. Slowly, his lips began to part as if begging for more.

He knew what Caden needed—his balls to be emptied, without having to say the words out loud.

“God, this is so damn hot,” Lucas whispered, leaning his body closer to Caden’s as he continued his assault on the biker dude’s cock.

Another moan.

Caden’s grip on Lucas’s shoulder tightened as his breathing began to increase.

Letting out a growl, Caden began fucking his dick into Lucas’s tight fist.

The move was hot—Caden taking control of his own pleasure, eyes closed once again as he fucked his way toward his orgasm.

“That’s it. Fuck that tight hole,” Lucas moaned.

“Fuck, yeah,” Caden whispered, digging his nails into Lucas’s shoulder. His pumping became erratic. Switching between short, quick pumps, then moving into long, deep thrusts.

Jesus , Lucas’s mind was about to come undone. Watching Caden use his hand for his own enjoyment had his mind short-circuiting. It was the single hottest thing he had ever witnessed.

“I’m… almost…” Letting out a final growl, Caden’s body went stiff as warm streams of cum came shooting out of his cock.

Every muscle in Caden’s abs tightened and flexed as he rode out his orgasm to completion.

Lucas’s own cock pressed firmly against his jeans as he continued to jerk Caden’s cock until his body stopped jerking and his balls were completely empty.

“Wow. That was quite the load.” Lucas chuckled, loving the feeling of being painted with Caden’s cum.

Talk about taking a cum bath . The man’s load was everywhere! On Caden’s chest, Lucas’s shoulder, and even the wall above Lucas’s bed.

“Fuck, that was hot,” Lucas huffed out, still trying to catch his own breath.

Jerking off a man’s dick was a lot of work, and one wouldn’t believe how sore an arm could get, especially if the surface he was jerking was big.

And Caden’s was big!

Hopping off his bed, Lucas quickly darted across the room to retrieve a small hand towel for cum cleanup.

When he turned back around, Caden was already out of bed, tucking his cock back in his jeans and fumbling, trying to do up his belt.

“Umm, don’t you want to wipe off?” Lucas asked, holding up the hand towel.

“Umm. No, that’s okay. I really need to get going. It’s late, and I’ve got some things that I need to get done.”

The man could not even make eye contact.

Fuck. He’d screwed up.

This was why he didn’t fool around with straight guys. They never know what they want, and then they feel all guilty and weird and can’t get the fuck out of your place fast enough.

“Cade, are you—” Lucas began before being cut off.

“Yeah, man. I just gotta run before I’m late.” He pulled down the back of his shirt and descended the ladder two steps at a time.

Lucas watched from the top of the loft as the hottest straight guy he had ever fooled around with rushed out of his place like he had the plague or something.

So much for a magical morning.

Fuck, why did he give in when he knew better?

Because you were lonely and horny, and for the first time in ages, you didn’t feel ugly.

Argh!