by Brair Lake
I have never given head, sucked cock, given a blowjob, or whatever you want to call it.
As I lean back, on to my heals, I get my first proper look at his genitals. His cock is standing proud out of his pubic hair, twitching forwarded and back, long, hard and thick. Gingerly I touch it, surprised at how silky the flesh is. Even with the throbbing vein and pulsing deep purple head. I raise my gaze to Inferno, as I lick my lips, unsure what to do, unsure if I want to any further.
With his fiery glazed eyes, Inferno peers down at me as he smiles.
“Step by step baby.”
“Take me in your hands and get used to the touch of me.”
“Oh yes baby that’s it,” he groans, as I circle my hand round the shaft as he starts to stroke himself, the constriction not to hard. As he reaches down, Inferno wraps his hand round mine, his other hand supporting him on the shower wall.
“Tight babe, just like this” demonstrating how he likes it. With his hand he guides mine up and down, flicking his thumb over the top, spreading the fluid as it leaks from the tip. Tightly, with his other hand he grips my hair, tilting my head back as he works both our hands faster, his breathing more labored. The heat emitting from him becomes hotter, as he pulses harder in my hand. My hand now moving up, round and down, more rapidly with each twist.
“Soon babes, going to be cumming soon. Rub your hand harder, Oh yeah, that’s it.”
As he pulls my head back to expose my neck to his gaze. Inferno climaxes in my hand, releasing his semen on my throat and upper chest.
Pulling me up we share a final mutually satisfyingly deep kiss
“Next time Baby you can take me in your mouth,” he says on a promise.
DCMC
I love waking up to a good mornings fuck, and Baby Blu is proving to be the best. Though I know I should go easy on her, my cock is always hard, whenever I think or see her. Satisfaction seeps through me, as I drink my coffee, enjoying the silence. While I watch Baby Blu as she sips her drink. For some reason she is avoiding my gaze, and has not spoken since we shared our shower. A faint blush coloring the flesh on her cheeks. I am unsure, if her silence is due to the pleasure we shared in the last twelve hours, or from the activities that occurred in the bathroom,
Tabby strolls into the communal area, pouring a coffee, before joining us. If possible Baby Blu’s cheeks went pinker has Tabby’s eyes shifted between us, a knowing smile on his face.
“Morning.”
“Morning.”
Leaning in close, Tabby stage whispers “Morning Baby Blu, was it a good night or was it a good morning” her face is now burning.
“Grow up the pair of you” Baby Blu grunts, pushing her chair back, suddenly she hugs Tabby, giving him a quick kiss “Jealous?” As he squeezes her back, “Maybe a little,” he winks at her.
“Come on Inferno, I have to get home, I have things that need doing before school tomorrow” she tells me, to cover her embarrassment.
“Time to do the ride of shame” I respond, winking at the outrageous look on her face. Dam I have not experienced this much happiness in a long time.
Slapping my shoulder as she jostles me through the door “See ya later boys” Baby Blu, struts out, with her head held high. There goes my girl, owning the place.
Not wanting to end my time with Baby Blu, I decide to take the scenic route back to her place. The touch of her body pressed against mine, is perfect, but hell for my cock, which is semi hard with no sight of any relief soon. Since we became lovers, no matter how many time or how hard, I take her, it is never long before I want her again.
The morning quickly passes as Baby Blu and I ride the Harley on the open roads and before long, we are turning back to Comfort Springs. Eager to spend more time with her, I pull the Harley in to the parking lot of the connivance store, run in and purchase a couple of ice’s. On my return, I see Baby Blu is leaning against the bike, enjoying the weather with her face turned up to the sun.
With a flash of my teeth, I pass one of the ices to Baby Blu, “Here babes suck on that.” With a groan, she takes the lolly from my hand, soon her tongue is licking the melting liquid, taking the end into her mouth. My imagination goes into overdrive, as I visualize those pink lips and tongue on my cock. Reluctantly I raise my eyes from her mouth, moving up to her eyes. I see the witch is watching as she laughs at me at me, aware of what she is doing.
“Later babe, you’ll pay for this.”
Looking at her watch, Baby Blu frowns, “I have to go”
“Come on then.”
As we are about to leave the parking lot, a black SUV slows. The front passenger leans forward, points a gun. Before I can react, he has fired at us. The power from the bullet, force’s my shoulder to jerk back and there is a sharp sting in my right shoulder. The injury has caused me to lose control of the bike for a moment. Trying to stay focus, as the bike starts to slide under me, all I hear are Baby Blu’s screams. Her arms clutching my waist tight. The bike skids under us, finally coming to a halt, causing me to lie on the side where I being shot. The pain excruciating. In my haze, I know, Baby Blu’s hands are on me, at the same time as she tries to drag me from under the bike, assessing the damage.
“Fuck, help me lift the Harley!” I yell at her, causing her to stop touching me. When the bike is lifted to a reasonable height, I manage to haul myself from underneath. Baby Blu is kneeling in front of me, tears fall down her face. Her leg is a mess from where it took the burn of the tarmac as we slid, but she neither notices nor cares. It was going to hurt like hell shortly.
Dragging her into me with my good arm, I take in what is happening around us. Crowds have stated to gather, milling about; a couple of onlookers start to run towards us. to help.
“EMT is on their way.”
“Did you see who it was?”
“Shit man, you ok.”
Their questions are crowding into my head, and at first I am unable to make sense of the commotion. Everyone speak at once, and all I wanted to do is check that Baby Blu is fine.
Baby Blu’s cheeks are covered in wet track marks from the tears that are still pouring down her face; all of her coloring, drained away. Shaking heavily, the shock of what has happened to us both is setting in.
“Stay with me” I whisper to her, afraid she is about to faint. As I offer her the comfort she is in need of, her hands are at my cut and jacket lapel, tearing them apart as she tries to assess the damage where I have being shot.
“We need padding, someone, get something!” Baby Blu shouts to no one in particular. She is becoming hysterical now, panic setting in as she watches the blood spreading and discoloring my T-shirt.
It seems like forever, before, in the distance I hear the emergency vehicles. Along with the sounds of the sirens, I hear the Harleys, as the brothers of Devil Comfort approach. In all the confusion, I had rung my SAA, informing him of what had occurred.
Dec pulls his bike up, speaking to Sundance and Crabby, two more members of the MC, as he dismounts. His shoulders set square, as he makes his way over to me. A no- nonsense look on his face, the crowds separate letting him through.
“What the fuck happened?”
“Not fucking sure, just spending time with Baby Blu. When some fucking idiot takes a pop shot at us”
“They are just fucking lucky that we had just taken off. If Baby Blu had being hurt more than she has, the fucker would have a slow death. This way his death, is going to be fucking quick.”
“Did you see who?”
“Yeah, it was those fuckers, who are causing us troubles over the drugs. The Black County Stewards MC. They are driving a black SUV, think I clocked Mickey as the driver, and Toad as the shooter?”
“I’ll get on it. Sundance, Crabby,” he shouts over to the younger men. “Then I’ll meet you at the County hospital.”
“Gather everyone up, its lockdown for the next twenty four hours or until we know it’s reasonably safe”
“Sure thing, I’ll get Fudge onto it. Take c
are”
“For fucks sakes, it’s a bit late for that” I snarl, worried about Baby Blu, who has gone quiet.
Dec and the crew take to the road as the EMT’s come over to check us out.
Linc, Fudge & Tabby ware at the hospital waiting for us when we arrive. While Baby Blu has her leg cleaned up, and the bullet is removed from my shoulder, I bring the bothers up to date. Before long, the doctor is finished and we are given the all clear to leave.
While we were at the hospital, Sheriff Adam Henry, a man in his early forties, questions us. Presenting him a limited version, of what occurred at the parking lot. Omitting the name and crew of the shooters Devils Comfort will deal with them.
“Fudge, we need to make arrangements for the Harley to be collected.”
“Sorted Prez, Trax and Twiggy are on their way with the crash truck.”
“Baby Blu, you and your dad need to come back to the compound.”
Shaking her head. “Dad’s not happy and I don’t think he’ll be happy having to go to the clubhouse.”
“Shit, honey, we’ve got a situation and your dad could get hurt?”
“You tell him, he can be pretty stubborn.”
All the time we are having this conversation, Baby Blu’s hands have continually been touching me. Her eyes never wavering from mine as she thoroughly examined me. The next thing I know, I am in a hard tight hug as she squeezes the life out of me.
“Hey babe, everything’s ok you know. Doc’s says I’m going to live. That we can go now.”
“Don’t you fucking joke.” This is the first time I have ever heard Baby Blu swear, things must be bad.
Taking a step back, I study her, noticing that her body is trembling and that she is still deathly pale. With eyes which appear to be vacant. It’s as though she is no longer here with us. I needed to get her out of here and it has to be fast.
“Dec arrange a meet with Sinbad. Trax work with Crabby. I want Mickey and Toad’s location as of yesterday.” After our return to the club house, my orders come out thick and fast. Unable to let the matter rest. My shoulder is aching, the painkillers which the hospital has given me, starting to wear off.
“Twiggy, Fudge, Tabby, check this place is secure and get the ammo from the storeroom, Linc come with me.”
“Where’s Baby Blu?”
“Her and Cassie are upstairs in your room,” Linc responds.
As I head upstairs to my room, I take in my surrounding. The main hall is buzzing with activity. The clubhouse, starting to fill with close members and their families as lock down starts. For the younger kids it is an adventure, unaware of the danger they are in.
With one last look about me, as my shoulder aggravating me. Fuck, I wanted, no I needed to go on this ride, but I know my shoulder is not up to I. This does help my frustration.
Baby Blu, is sat on the bed, her knees bent, her chin resting on top, rocking herself backwards and forwards, staring into the distance. I am apprehensive about how she is handling the shooting. Joining her on the bed, I use my good side to hug and kiss her forehead, still there is no response from her.
“Hey baby, you need anything, you just ask for it ok.” I try to comfort her, rubbing her arm with my hand, wanting to take her into me. Unfortunately, I am unable to stay, I have to leave her, to deal with this problem.
“I want to go home Dante.” Fuck she is using my given name and her voice is barley above a whisper.
“Sure honey, as soon as this mess is sorted” Heading out of the room, closing the door I leave her in the care of Cassie.
DCMC
I am so cold, and all I can focus on is the shooting which occurred five years ago. How can Inferno leave me when all I crave are his arms around me.
Memories begin to cloud my mind as I close my eyes. I remember that fateful day with clarity. It had been like any other day.
The alarm went off at 7.30 am; I’d only had about four hours sleep, finishing my shift at the local shore, then working on my assignment which was due in that day. There had been no indication that the day was going to end any differently. Classes had gone on as normal.
Josie, who not only shared my dorm room with me, had become a good friend, making the transition from Comfort Springs and Inferno easier for me. Josie was aware of how I felt about Inferno. Even though she thought I should party a little. “Live a little” had being her exact words.
During the final period which we shared. Josie and I had patiently listened as the professor droned on, when Danny came barging into the classroom. Not taking much interest, at first, I had not noticed the gun he was holding. Not until he fired the first shot. The way, the bullets came out, I think it was some sort of automatic. Professor Dyer is the first to fall, then a couple more from the front row went. It is like a dream sequence, with everything in slow motion. Other students standing, screaming and running, although we had nowhere to go.
I remember watching Josie as she fell to the ground. Blood pooling round her, then I am falling as I feel a sharp burning pain. Touching my stomach, a sticky hot substance covers my hands, a buzzing in my ears. Although I was in the room, I felt as though I was not a part of the drama. Josie is not moving, and I kept on shouting her name and shaking her. The room starts to spin, as I fade in and out. Danny is standing over us, staring down at us, tears gathering in his eyes. Then he is kneeling next to Josie, I think he mouthed the words goodbye, but I am never too sure. Next he is lays himself beside me, over Josie, as he shoots himself. I know it is over quickly, but sometimes, when I remember, it is as though it happened in slow motion, Frame by frame, before darkness took me.
Josie died lying next to me on a cold schoolroom floor, while Danny died holding on to her. On that day, a part of me died too. I had thought that by returning to Comfort Springs, my life would return to normal, I see it happening again. Everything I wanted, taken. Their blood, intermingling, first Josie, then Danny’s and now Inferno’s. s I am no longer sure whose blood is whose.
My hands are clammy, my stomach is cramping as I vault for the bathroom, reaching the toilet as I vomit all the contents out of my stomach. Everything is spinning and Inferno has left me when I could do with him.
This is Inferno’s life and it is not for me. As soon as I can I’m going home, away from the MC, I need to think. Again I vomit, there is nothing left, my stomach goes through the motions and hurts from the muscles contracting on air.
Chapter 7
The phone call arrived shortly after 3.30 pm. Trax and Crabby had found the scumbags who had fired at us this morning and are on their way back to the compound. The basement has being prepared, the necessary tools set up, as we need information before disposing of them. Even though all I wanted to do was, kill those motherfuckers.
As he set his burner phone away, Dec passes the following information. “Sinbad’s agreed to a sit-down. 8.30 this evening at the back of the old warehouse.”
Acknowledging that I heard and understand what he is telling me. Sinbad is the president of the Scarlet Runners, one of our customers and allies. As I incline my head, I begin , picking up several items, examining them to figure out which one I want to use first.
“Get Fudge and Twiggy to check out the warehouse and surrounding areas. We don‘t want or need any surprises.”
Using the burner, it is not long before Dec places the necessary arrangements for the meeting.
“VP, is everything in place?”
Linc’s eyes are cold as mine, as he turns to me; he too has been over the instruments a couple of times. Everyone understands, Mickey and Toad will not be leaving here alive.
“Yep, and the boys are here. Their coming through the back.”