Bare-Knuckle Love (biker gay dark erotic romance) (Rabid Mongrels MC Book 1) (8 page)

Hyde’s fingers curled around Jason’s hand, slowly massaging his flesh. “You think that’s enough? Seems like a quick death.”

Jason hugged the dog closer, haunted by the sight of his poor Ratso with a broken paw, with his ear ripped off, muzzle bloodied “You don’t choose these things.” Hyde’s thumb trailed over Jason’s hand. While watching porn, he never imagined just touching this way would feel so good. It sent electric charges up and down his hand, to his chest, his stomach, his face, his groin.

“Fucker got off light, I told you. That’s how it always is. They get a fucking fine, maybe a short sentence, and that’s it.”

“He ran dogfights with my brother. I hated it. But that one dog was mine. They had no right to him. He wasn’t trained for violence. He was as friendly as Heidi.”

Hyde dropped to his ass and shifted closer, touching his knee to Jason’s thigh. In the shadow of the quiet home, it felt oddly intimate.

“You still in touch with the other bastard?”

“Nah, don’t wanna know him. I moved out a year after high school.” Jason frowned and let Heidi go when she started whining. Everything was so fucking shitty in his life. No money, no friends, no home, and he was a fucking virgin on top of that. He wasn’t even in touch with being gay, because he’d always pushed it away and put all that energy into fighting.

Hyde shifted closer, pushing the front of his thigh against Jason. “Why did you come back here then?” He sighed, tickling the inside of Jason’s palm. Having a man touch him like that was so unbelievable that it took Jason a second to wrap his head around it.

“I didn’t feel at home anywhere. I needed to stop running from all the shit that went down here.”

“And you can either live at a motel or at my place. That right?” whispered Hyde, crossing the distance between them. Jason’s stomach turned into goo when their noses touched.

For once in his life, he was actually wanted somewhere. Maybe it wouldn’t last forever, but Hyde said Jason was hot, invited him to his family home. Jason still needed to get rid of the incriminating video, but who cared if the guy threw darts at you, when he opened his lips so eagerly? Jason slid his arm to Hyde’s side and leaned in for a kiss.

Hyde groaned and pulled on the front of Jason’s shirt, urging him closer.

“I jerked off to you so many times back at school,” Jason whispered into Hyde’s perfect lips.

Hyde’s breath trembled between their mouths. “Yeah? What did you think about?” he whispered, and Jason stirred when he felt Hyde’s hand climb up his thigh.

“That you’d notice me,” Jason said quietly, nervous about what he was saying, but getting touched by a man was getting him high. He slid his hands over Hyde’s nape and into his hair.

“I notice you now,” rasped Hyde, slowly pushing Jason to the carpet. His gestures were relaxed but firm, showing experience.

Was this what Jason wanted? Did he really
want
to be gay? He sure wanted that dick inside of him, even if it hurt. The thought pushed him into action, and he crashed his lips into Hyde’s. Jason needed to learn how to kiss and fast.

Hyde’s teeth sank into his lips as Jason lay on the floor, with Hyde on top of him. He gasped when their groins met in a quick, rocking motion. “I’m gonna fuck you so many times I’m gonna taste my cum when we kiss.”

Jason’s eyes went wide, but he didn’t pull away. He could hear the slurs his father and brother would throw at him if they knew he spread his legs for a guy. His face was flushed, his dick was getting hard, but he couldn’t push away the shame of what he was doing. He wanted to gag on Hyde’s cock, craved for Hyde to fuck him raw, come on his ass, come on his face, eat him alive and spit him out.

Hyde’s tongue deep in his mouth made him quiver as the masculine, fresh scent hugged him tight and tickled his cock. But a loud banging on the door pulled him out of the dream.

“Hyde, you in there?” someone called out, and Hyde pulled away, breathing hard. His mouth glistened with Jason’s saliva.

For a split second, Jason was a deer in the headlights, but another knock to the door made him throw Hyde off and crawl away. Served him right.
Crawl away like the pervert maggot you are
, whispered a voice in his head. What was he thinking? This wasn’t like him at all. If anyone saw him, if anyone found out… It was enough that Hyde already told his wife and her girlfriend about him. How dare he do that anyway? Jason himself didn’t know who he was, so how could Hyde just announce those things as fact?

Hyde scowled at him but swiftly jumped to his feet, shaking his head at Jason. “Coming, Spot!” he said, lazily walking up to the door at the end of the corridor. He seemed unfazed by the fact that they had nearly been discovered. The door opened, revealing Spotty’s face.

“What is it?” asked Hyde.

Jason sat at the table, taking deep breaths and trying to look like he didn’t just let a guy promise him a hardcore fuck.

“Hey, you told me to come round at eight? Take Jason?” Spotty raised his eyebrows. He couldn’t suspect what was happening, could he?

Hyde hit his forehead. “Oh, fuck, yeah. You’re right. But I need him for half an hour more or so. Sorry about that. I’ll bring him over as soon as we’re done,” said Hyde, as if they hadn’t been close to fucking on the floor just minutes ago.

Jason clenched his teeth. Nothing would be “done” within the next half an hour. Jason needed to keep his head cool and remember who he was, where he came from. His brother taught him all about what showing weakness earned you. Pain, tears, and slurs. When he was a kid, he was taught that it was his responsibility to make sure no one took him for a fag. The guy who molested him got his jaw broken, but Jason had been licked by the belt all over his body, a lesson he still remembered all too vividly.

Hyde closed the door behind Spotty, and when he turned around, the wolfish smile on his face told Jason he wanted to pick up exactly where they left off earlier. Slowly, he made his way to Jason and stopped right by him, with his crotch definitely too close to Jason’s face. The guy didn’t have a concept of personal space.

Jason got up so quickly he stumbled. “I got carried away. This isn’t a good idea. I don’t even know what I’m doing.” The phantom strikes of the belt on his body itched much worse than the darts had last night.

Hyde pushed Jason against the table and grabbed his neck with one hand. His stare was so intense it fueled the fire inside Jason. “Open my pants.”

Jason bit his lips, and pushed at Hyde’s chest, though his whole body screamed for him to shut up, kneel and suck Hyde’s dick at least three times a day. “I was upset and confused,” he groaned, but nudged Hyde’s knee with his own accidentally-on-purpose. There had to be a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde in him as well, because parts of his brain disagreed on what he was supposed to do.

“Stop talking,” said Hyde, and his hand slid up from Jason’s neck. He pushed two fingers into Jason’s mouth and stepped closer, blowing warm air on the side of his neck.

Jason took a deep breath, and sucked on the salty fingers, his mind in a blur as he looked into Hyde’s eyes. His face started to burn, and even though he told his hands not to, they still travelled down to Hyde’s zipper and pulled it down. Couldn’t this just be an alternate reality he’d step in and out of?

Hyde chewed on his lip and started slowly moving his fingers in and out of Jason’s mouth, turning them gently as he caressed the tongue with his fingertips and pulled on the cheeks. “Good. Now pull my cock out.”

Jason never even blinked, but his fingers trembled when he slid his hand into Hyde’s pants, taking his time to feel the strong, tense stomach, Hyde’s pubes, and the half-hard cock. For the first time in his life, Jason held another man’s dick, and it only made him suck harder, bob his head on Hyde’s fingers. Jason’s flesh crawled with hunger that wouldn’t be stifled easily.

Hyde rocked his cock against Jason’s hand and pulled him closer, cradling Jason’s head against his arm. His eyes were unusually dark as he leaned in and traced Jason’s lips where they stretched around the long fingers. “Such a fighter. I want to fuck you so hard I break down that facade you showed us yesterday. During the game, I kept thinking about pulling your pants down, putting spit on my cock, and pushing it into your tight ass.”

Jason’s eyes went wider.
That
was what Hyde thought about when making casual jokes? The intensity in Hyde’s eyes was so different from the way he looked at his son while sneaking him an extra pancake. Jason only realized he moaned around the fingers when he heard his own voice sounding so alien. His fist squeezed tighter over Hyde’s throbbing erection, and as much as Jason wanted to look down, his gaze was locked with Hyde’s.

The vision painted in Jason’s imagination had his own dick straining against his pants. He saw himself biting his tongue, still with a dart in his back, Hyde’s thick cock splitting his ass, everyone else watching, cheering on as Jason tried not to moan.

Hyde grunted and pushed his fingers in all the way to the knuckle. Without breaking the connection between their eyes, he started a quick, powerful rhythm, reminiscent of yesterday’s face fuck. It had Jason quivering at his mercy.

“I think you should drop to your knees now,” whispered Hyde.

Jason inhaled quick, short breaths through his nose. He did want to replace those fingers with Hyde’s cock so bad his own dick throbbed. His brain was flooded with sexual imagery that made him powerless against the lewd suggestion. Jason gave the tips of Hyde’s fingers a wet kiss when he pulled away to kneel. The addictive smell of Hyde’s arousal already teased his nose. He opened his mouth without even being asked for it.

Hyde looked down at him with a wide grin. “You still want me in charge, don’t you?” He rocked his hips forward, swaying his cock just enough so it would brush against Jason’s cheek. It throbbed against Jason’s flesh, beautiful and demanding all of his attention. “You want to open up wide and have me do all the work, right?”

Jason licked the salty tip of Hyde’s cock. He’d not eat for a week if he got to taste this cock instead. “I want you to fuck my tonsils raw,” he whispered, too scared to look up.

Hyde laughed, rolling his stiff, warm cock against Jason’s cheek, mocking his pleas. “You don’t need to speak anyway, right? I’ll give you a very sexy rasp.”

Jason mewled and shook his head. He didn’t want to speak. Talking made it all too real. He opened his jeans and pulled them down enough to let his dick out. He knew that for Hyde it was just another fuck, but for him, there was an intimacy to touching another person skin-to-skin. Jason leaned forward to kiss the soft balls below the cock.

Hyde gasped and pulled Jason’s head closer to the musky scent, to the soft skin covered by fine hair. “Yeah, that’s what you’re gonna be swallowing soon. It’s all there, waiting for your slutty mouth.”

Jason’s brows drew together, but he sucked in one of the testicles. There was no use arguing. His mouth
was
hungry for Hyde’s cum. Maybe
this
was his true self, not the strong, defiant fighter? Ready to take a cock down his throat and say thank you after. He teased and suckled on one of Hyde’s balls before moving to the other. It was all very new to him, but what he lacked in skill, he compensated with enthusiasm. He wanted to lick all the fresh sweat off Hyde, and then some. He practically moaned in protest when Hyde pulled him back, but disappointment only lasted for a split second when he realized his dream man was ready to mount his mouth.

Jason dared to look up, with his heart pounding and opened his mouth. He craved that thick flesh in his body. He wanted to serve a cock and feel it spill. Hyde’s beautiful, long hair framed his flushed face, and Jason was ready to give him everything, even if the come-down after the orgasm would make him regret that.

The weight of that glorious cock on his tongue was all it took for Jason to moan and squeeze his cock through the jeans. The taste of warm flesh exploded in his mouth as Hyde eased him in, rocking only half of his length in and out of Jason’s mouth. He slipped his belt out of his pants with a small smile.

“You’ve waited for this.”

There was no way for Jason to say no with his mouth full of cock, but he still mewled when his gaze followed the belt. Hyde wasn’t going to hit him, was he? A shudder went down Jason’s spine, and he petted the cockhead with his tongue to show how pleasing he could be. He was dying to watch Hyde orgasm, see his face tense, feel the cock twitch between his lips and flood his mouth with so much spunk it’d be dripping down his chin. The vision left him close to hyperventilating.

The scent of leather was oddly fitting to the masculine musk coming from Hyde’s crotch, but the belt did Jason no harm at all. Hyde folded it in two and looped it over the back of Jason’s head just before pushing his cock a bit deeper into Jason’s mouth, tickling the back of his throat.