by Zoey Marcel
Cole didn’t answer right away. “Someone very important to me.”
Her heart ached. “I see. Are you close?”
“Very close. Why?”
She shrugged. “Just making conversation. Good night.”
“Danielle.”
She stopped in her tracks, awestruck by the power in her name when he said it.
“It was good to see you again.” His timbre was quieter now, more intimate.
She smiled in the darkness. “It was really good to see you, too. Good night.”
“Sleep well.”
She went back upstairs and then snuggled with David while he spooned her in bed. She loved feeling him against her, adored the way Brighton had fallen asleep with the puppies curling up around him, and she treasured Cole’s unspoken words in the darkness.
Chapter Two
Heath Brodie went to Leather and Lace with Heller Enos one night. He was nervous that someone he knew would discover him here and tell his father, but Heller assured him that they would be safe. The likelihood of someone who knew a preacher from Stone River being in the sex club in McKenna Downs was slim.
Heath sat up in the balcony with Heller looking down on the club members who were playing with each other below.
“Who are you watching?” Heller asked.
“The two women over there doing a scene together.”
The biker grinned. “Good choice, but I want you focusing on those two men together down there.”
Heath’s guts dropped as a steady rush of heat filled him. He had been sneaking glimpses of the two men rolling around on a mattress together in the buff.
“You would look there.”
Heller rested his big hand on Heath’s thigh. “Don’t think I didn’t notice you stealing glances at them when you thought I wasn’t looking. It turns you on, seeing men hump each other.”
Heath smiled a little. “It doesn’t repulse me.”
He exhaled suddenly when Heller placed a hand on his crotch.
“It really doesn’t repulse you.”
Heath felt sparks igniting beneath Heller’s palm rubbing him through his jeans.
“Look at them, sucking each other’s dicks like they can’t get enough.”
He peeked back down and saw the two men in sixty-nine going down on each over, sucking ravenously.
“That’s gonna be us in a minute.” Heller roughly unbuckled Heath’s belt and quickly worked his pants open.
Heath’s heart hammered in his chest. “What if someone sees?”
“I don’t care.”
Heller reached into Heath’s underwear and pulled out his hard cock. Heath gasped when he felt Heller’s lips covering his dick in feverish kisses. His shaft filled out, lifting beneath the hot, moist touches.
“Heller,” he breathed, head going back.
Could he do it? It had been years since he tried. Heller’s lips on him felt so good, even better than he imagined.
“Say you want my mouth.”
Heath swallowed, trembling with indecision. “I do. I just don’t like blow jobs.”
Heller’s head shot up and his lips quirked with amusement. “You’re a man. Of course you love them, unless you’ve never had a good one.”
“Not really. No.”
“Then you’re in for a treat.” Heller teased his lips in a back-and-forth sweep that just barely grazed Heath’s shaft. His erection jumped in response, bulging with achy heat. “It’s been said I’m good with my mouth.”
Heath didn’t doubt it. If Heller’s rush-inducing kisses were anything to go by, getting head from him was probably ecstasy.
“I’m sure you are, but what if someone catches us?”
“We’re adults. Stop worrying.” Heller dragged his tongue down Heath’s length and then back up.
“Shit!” His cock perked instantly. “That feels so good.”
Heller pecked a kiss on his glans. “I like your cock, so sexy.” He licked the pre-cum. “Precious.”
“Precious? What do you mean precious? I’m not sure if that’s condescending or creepy.”
The biker grinned. “My precious.”
Heath snickered, pushing his head up when Heller got psycho eyes and started petting his shaft possessively.
“Sorry. I’ve never complimented a dick before. Let’s just say it makes me happy.”
Heath smiled. “Good.”
He tugged Heller’s arm, relaxing when the man returned to his chair next to him. Heath tucked his pulsing cock away.
“Oh yeah, now they’re rimming each other.” Heller looked at him. “Ever had that?”
“Um, no.”
“Want it?”
“Maybe after a shower.”
“You’re in luck. They’ve got showers here.” Heller gave his thigh a pat as he stood. “Let’s go.”
Heath followed him on shaky legs into the room with the showers. They had some for men in the locker room and a separate one for women attached to their locker room.
This other area was one big joint shower for men and women who wanted to view and put on a show under the guise of washing themselves.
Heller stripped down to his birthday suit. They were currently alone in here, but he got the impression that even if they hadn’t been, the guy would have just gotten down to business.
“Clothes off, Heath. I’m hungry.”
Heath tried to hide the blush sweeping over him as he undressed. “What if someone comes?”
“Well, that’s usually the goal of these encounters.”
He cracked a toothy smile. “I meant—”
“Don’t worry.” Heller placed a hand on his shoulder. “I know you don’t want anyone to see my bits and pieces.”
“That wasn’t—”
“If anybody comes, I’ll hide my dick in your ass.”
Heath’s eyes narrowed on him. Heller nudged him toward the showers, seeming smug and confident. He turned on the water, adjusting the temperature so it came out hot and steamy.
After he unwrapped the soap from its paper, Heath made a lather and cleaned himself.
“You want me to get those hard-to-reach places for you?” Heller offered with a sly grin.
“I’m not a T Rex.”
He laughed.
Heath’s body warmed when Heller came closer and kissed his cheek. It was such a sweet gesture and so out of character. He groped Heller’s slick chest and kissed him, drinking deep. The man grabbed his ass and snatched the bar of soap from him.
Heath ended the kiss when he felt Heller soaping up his butt crack. “Yep, there we go.”
Heller cocked a sexy smirk. “I’m just helping you get washed up. We’re gonna get that ass all soapy clean.”
Heath sighed at the flood of feel-good sensations sparking inside him. The man’s fingers thrust in his hole, twirling and scissoring.
“How big is your tongue?” he teased.
Heller grinned. “Who said that’s the only thing going in there?”
Heath moaned softly, coming up on his toes when his prostate was rubbed.
“Okay, rinse.” Heller turned him suddenly and split his ass cheeks apart so the water hit them. “Let’s really get those jets up that ass.”
Heath squirmed away when Heller’s fingers dug in his hole to wet him there. “Yeah, thank you. I’ve got it from here.”
Heller seemed entertained by his reaction. “You’re such a shy boy. Are you rinsing out that asshole for me?”
“Will you knock it off?”
He tittered. “I’ll leave you alone...for now.”
Heath rinsed off and then stood there awkwardly. “What happens now?”
Heller rinsed away the suds from his own body after soaping himself up. “That sounds like you’re asking for something, Heath. What is it you want?”
Heath couldn’t hide the small smile that tugged on his lips. “You know.”
“Know what?”
“I want you to try that thing with your tongue.”
; “I do lots of things with my tongue, pretty boy. What exactly do you want from me?”
The bastard was going to make him beg for it, wasn’t he?
“I want to feel your tongue on my ass.”
Heller’s eyes heated, face tensing with lust. “My cock might get jealous if it doesn’t get a turn with that ass.”
“Maybe later...somewhere more private.”
“We do this my way, remember?”
His dick bulged. “Yeah, I remember. That’s fine. We just have to be careful.”
“Saw that.”
Heath grinned. “Will you get over here?”
“If I start licking you I’m not stopping. You want to be tongue-fucked, knowing that somebody could walk in and see you being all horny and desperate over a man?”
His organ kept responding, getting hotter, the throb more intense.
“Maybe they won’t.”
“Even if they do, I keep going.” Heller stepped closer, towering over him. “Got it?”
Heath nodded. “Just make it quick.”
“I like to be thorough. Don’t give me orders when we both know who’s really in charge.” Heller’s lips curved into a wicked smile. “I felt that cock lift. Turn around. Spread those ass cheeks for me.”
Flushing, Heath obeyed. Heller crouched behind him. He gasped when he felt the searing brush of Heller’s wet tongue on his anus. The man licked him lightly, coating his quivering hole in saliva and summoning a wealth of sensations.
“That feels amazing.”
“I want it inside you.”
“Fuck,” he whispered.
“Loosen up and let me in.”
Heath complied, letting out a crying gasp when he felt Heller’s tongue spear into him, hot and slippery. The agile muscle massaged his anal ring, both loosening and bathing him in sloppy wet heat. The longer his tongue thrust into him, the crazier it drove Heath. He nearly went delirious at the unreal feeling of Heller’s damp, wiggly tongue when he clenched on it. He was incredible.
Heller ceased the rimming and stood, reaching for the soap. It fell off the ledge and slid across the floor. “Well, damn. Would you look at that?”
“I’m not falling for that,” Heath teased.
“What? You saw it fall. You’re closer.”
“Is this like the popcorn incident in that movie theater?”
“I’m not gonna make you suck my dick when you bend over to pick it up.”
Heath eyed him skeptically and bent over to retrieve the soap.
Heller pounced. “I am gonna fuck you up the ass, though.”
“I knew it.”
Heath straightened and handed the soap to him. He purred when Heller nuzzled him.
“I can’t wait to be inside you, no barriers.”
He moaned and leaned back into him while Heller soaped up his ass again. After more priming and stretching, Heller poised his cockhead at his pucker. The soap caused a dull burn, but it wasn’t bad and it smelled fresh and clean.
It took a bit of wriggling and gyrating before Heller got in since he was such a beast. Feeling his bare flesh tunneling deeper into him took his breath away. His partner felt amazing, so primal and sexual with his naked penis driving into him.
“Get ready for a little pinch,” Heller ground out.
“Yeah, right. I know how little that pinch is.”
“Well, you can’t say you weren’t warned.”
He gave a light shove forward that propelled his erection fully into him. Heath cringed, panting and shaking. He felt so full, so owned and dominated. His inner walls basked in the heat of Heller’s cock.
“Fuck.” He braced himself on the wall when Heller pistoned gently into him. “God, I feel you.”
Heller moaned. “I feel you, too.”
* * * *
Heller couldn’t believe how good Heath felt. He’d always used condoms, but he didn’t want to with Heath. They’d exchanged medical papers and both were clean. He planned on keeping the guy around for quite a while. His heart said forever, but his brain kept stewing in the grievances of a decade ago.
Heller didn’t want to think about that right now. He just wanted to feel that tight ass stretched wide around him, gripping him desperately, milking him. He felt those fleshy, velvet walls scalding his stiff cock, exciting his penis with every thrust. It felt so freeing to spill his pre-cum into Heath and hump his prostate without any barriers. Heller’s dick grazed him repeatedly and he couldn’t believe how hard Heath’s cock was when he felt it up. It was possible he would get off without being jacked, but Heller liked playing with him, making his pecker swell and weep for release.
Heller nearly exploded when a man and a woman walked in together and turned on one of the shower heads.
Heath stiffened. “Heller.”
Heller wrapped his hand around Heath’s shaft and massaged him thoroughly.
“Oh fuck,” he choked out.
His head slumped and his muscles looked divine as Heath braced himself on the slick wall while he was fucked good and hard.
Heller screwed him faster, balls slapping Heath’s ass, making him whimper. The cowboy tried to muffle his pleasured sounds, but he failed.
The couple washed each other’s bodies, stealing glances at them and smiling wickedly to each other in between kissing and fondling.
Heller thought the couple made a pretty good show themselves. The woman was a brunette, but her body looked like Danielle’s. The guy was leaner than Heath, but in decent shape.
Heath was the best, though.
Heller fucked him deeper. Dear God, was he ever.
His reaching dick pressed against Heath’s prostate the right way and set him off. Heath cried out as he came hard. His ass bore down almost violently on Heller’s erection. He managed a couple of jabs into Heath’s quaking ass, but the ferocious spasms stole the resistance from him. He succumbed to an intense orgasm that shocked him.
“Come for me, Heath,” Heller rasped, making sure the couple knew his bottom’s name.
“Heller!” Heath choked out as he spewed several jets of semen all over the wall.
Heller’s convulsive dick erupted and he gushed inside of Heath.
“God, I feel you coming.”
Heller groaned as he spurted into him. He savored his partner’s body, the sizzling hug of Heath’s clenching bowels, the way the couple ogled them, and Heath’s conflicted state of arousal and humiliation. He relished the shivers and heavy breathing afterward and the hot, nasty way he dumped his cum into Heath’s ass and filled him up like a dirty boy.
They needed to do this again and again and then some more.
The couple had dried off at some point and were both getting dressed.
“Heller, they saw us,” Heath whispered.
Heller turned so they were facing the couple. His cock was still lodged up Heath’s asshole and he started rolling Heath’s ball sack around and feeling up his soaked chest.
“Heller—”
“They know,” he murmured into Heath’s ear. “They saw you taking it up the ass for a man. They saw us both come hard together. I bet they don’t even know you like women, too. They probably think you’re gay. Fuck, that’s hot.”
“She keeps looking over here,” Heath whispered in between panting over the way his privates were stimulated.
“I know. She saw you spunk everywhere because of me.” Heller nibbled his earlobe while playing with Heath’s groin. “They both saw you like it.”
Heath couldn’t stop the moan in time.
Heller nipped his lobe. “He’s watching you squirm because you’re too sensitive right now, but he knows you want me. Oh look, his eyes went down to your crotch. He’s watching you get hard again. Now she’s looking, too, seeing you swell in my hand. I bet you he’s bi and they’re married. My guess is they’re both monogamous for the most part, but every now and then they invite a man in to play with them. They’re both getting turned on by watching you get hard for me.”
H
eath writhed up and down his body, fighting the hypersensitivity.
“Mmm, I love that, you rubbing against my junk with that ass. So good.”
He mewled when Heller sucked his neck and jerked his length faster.
“Oh, look at that. She’s playing with his hard-on while he looks you in the eye. Damn, that’s hot. It’s like you guys are eye-fucking each other, aching to touch.” Heller rubbed him down faster. “But you’ll never know what he feels like inside you, and he won’t get to have your mouth on his cock, because you’re mine. She keeps her man in line and only shares him with another man when she feels like it. He has to obey her just like you have to do what I tell you to.”
“Fuck, Heller,” Heath rasped. “He’s gonna look right at me when you get me off.”
“That’s right, he is, and you’re gonna look him in the eye when he comes, too. Look at him groping his balls. Touch yours.”
“He’ll think I want him.”
“He thinks you’re gay. I’ve seen them here before. They only play with bisexual men so she can join in, too. Now play with your balls before I show them what you look like when I spank you.”
Heath got right to kneading his nut sack.
“Good boy.” Heller kissed his shoulder, smiling when he shivered. “He’s staring at you.”
The woman groped her man faster and Heller upped his tempo on Heath’s cock.
“Sorry, hon,” she said. “I think he’s gay or I’d let you play with him.”
“Maybe he’s bi,” the man said in a low voice.
Heath tensed in Heller’s arms.
“Tell them you’re gay,” Heller whispered.
Heath’s cock fattened in his hand. “I’m not.”
“You’re not straight.”
“I’m bi,” he said in a strained whisper only Heller heard.
That made him happy. He loved that the horny cowboy admitted it to him.
“If you’re gay, they won’t ask to play with you,” Heller murmured.
“I’m gay,” Heath said quietly.
Heller felt heat bolts of lust shoot through him over how swollen Heath’s dick got after saying that. He knew the guy was bi, but it was a rush to pretend he wasn’t, that Heath was so obsessed with his penis he couldn’t even think of tits.