Bare-Knuckle Love (biker gay dark erotic romance) (Rabid Mongrels MC Book 1) (9 page)

Jason moaned when the dick prodded at the back of his throat. He grabbed onto Hyde’s hips, opening up to the cock while kept in place by the belt. If only he could relinquish who he was, he’d do this every day. Even as he gagged, he couldn’t wait for Hyde to push his hips forward again, filling him with the delicious heat.

There hadn’t ever been a man whom he wanted to serve as much, and so he endured the discomfort, trying to relax and open up, with varying success. Drool was spilling down his chin and onto his neck as Hyde penetrated him ever deeper, faster.

“You’re so wet. That how much you want me to give it to you? I’m the only one who can feed that hungry mouth of yours.”

Jason moaned and crawled his fingers under Hyde’s hoodie to touch the tense stomach. He’d never had a chance to explore another man’s body, and he didn’t get distracted even as Hyde rode his mouth, his balls slapping against Jason’s chin. Tears welled up in his eyes from the push on his throat, yet he sucked for all he was worth. His other hand went down to his own dick, which was already dripping with precum The belt kept his head in place for fucking, and he was in a lustful haze, arousal beading all over his body.

He shuddered violently when Hyde pulled off his hoodie, presenting Jason with a perfect view of his broad, toned chest, the tattooed arms, all that masculine strength on display for Jason’s pleasure. The belt was back where it belonged, and Hyde’s thrusts became ever more forceful, knocking air out of Jason each time Hyde’s cock slammed home. A dark flush spread over Hyde’s body, in stark contrast to his usual coloring, as he rode Jason’s head hard and fast.

“Don’t come yet,” he said, pistoning in and out of Jason’s lips. “I’m gonna beat you raw if you do!”

Jason moaned again, but pulled his hand off his cock. It ached for release, but he would wait. His ass throbbed from the excitement, and his anus clenched every time Hyde’s thick meat pushed all the way into his throat until he gagged. His focus was dispersed all over the place but kept traveling up to Hyde’s wide chest, thick arms with throbbing veins, dark, hard nipples. Hyde’s body was to die for, and Jason would gladly join Heidi, even living on Hyde’s floor, if he could only become a true part of his picture-perfect life.

“Open wide,” hissed Hyde. He pulled out his cock and frantically masturbated with only the head resting on Jason’s lips. “You’re gonna taste all of it, and you’re gonna tell me how good my cum is, do you understand?”

Jason stirred his hips back and forth with a high-pitched moan. He nodded as he opened his mouth wider, ready to comply as if his life depended on it. Hyde’s thick fist moved over the stiff cock, pumping it until he came, his cum spilling too quickly for Jason to catch it. Some landed on his tongue, some on his cheek and chin. The excitement was too much to bear, and his whole body trembled when he watched the beautiful man above him orgasm. Hyde hissed, his face tensed, the moves of his fist became slower as he shook the last salty droplets of cum into Jason’s mouth. Jason was so ecstatic he could cry. The spunk sliding down his cheek was the stuff of his wildest, darkest sexual fantasies.

Hyde shuddered and brushed the remainder of his cum on the bridge of Jason’s nose before massaging his own chest as he tried to catch his breath with a bit of fuzz to his gaze. “You’re such a slut. You’d take more if I could continue, right?”

Jason’s lips trembled, and he couldn’t help but lick them, just to taste more of Hyde’s spunk. “It was so good,” he said in a trembling voice, stroking Hyde’s stomach, as if the man was some pagan idol. “I’d only take it from you,” he added in a weak attempt to save face, but there was most likely no way for that when he kneeled on the floor, with lust making his body tremble and cum drying on his face. He would, he’d take it all.

Hyde smiled at him and traced the side of his face with the back of his hand. “Push your pants down.”

Jason followed the order more than willingly, pushing them down all the way to his knees. The smell of sex in the air was driving him mad. He brushed cum off his cheek and licked his hand, already greedy for more of Hyde’s taste.

Hyde pushed him down like a hungry wolf, spinning Jason around and throwing him to the floor. Jason gasped as his wet, hot face pressed against the cool tiles. His ass was bare, completely at Hyde’s mercy as he kneaded it with one hand, grunting with pleasure. “I would fuck you now if I could. That ass looks so fucking tight.”

Jason moaned, panic giving his arousal an edge that could bring him to orgasm if it was strong enough. He writhed in no particular direction, not trying to escape, not trying to push against the hand, just sliding his dick against the tiles. He was trapped under the most amazing of weights and could barely breathe as Hyde pinched the sensitive inner side of Jason’s buttock. For a split second, Jason thought he’d come but the teasing wasn’t enough.

And there they were, two wet fingers pressing against Jason’s anus, slipping between his buttocks like it was Hyde’s God-given right to touch him there.

“You wanna come?” whispered Hyde. “Push back.”

Jason panted, and shut his eyes, all sweaty and ready to finish any second. The tightness in his balls was becoming unbearable, but he pushed his ass up, rubbing against the fingers like a bitch in heat.

Hyde put his hand on Jason’s back, and it was an unbreakable hold, though there wasn’t much physical force behind it. The fingers started gently rocking, and despite the strangeness of the sensation and slight discomfort, Jason couldn’t deny his body becoming increasingly agitated.

“Take them all in, or you’re gonna leave here with blue balls. You know you want it. You want all the dick and cum you can get.”

He fucking
wanted
it, but was his body actually ready for it? “I don’t know…” Jason whispered into the tiles, but stirred his ass against the hand, forgetting himself in pleasure.

Hyde laughed and pushed harder on Jason’s back, forcing his face to flatten on the tiles. “You can stand darts in your back, you can stand my fingers up your ass. Don’t be a coward.”

Jason groaned and spread his legs wider. Hyde was right. What was the worst that could happen? Oh, God, he didn’t even care anymore, he just wanted to come so bad it hurt, and he’d hump the floor to get there. He held his hands flat against the tiles. He was a good boy.

Jason screamed when Hyde shoved his fingers in, a dull, odd ache at the entrance of his body, but still, it made his cock twitch at the thought of what this could possibly lead to. Hyde didn’t let him rest and started moving the digits in and out, creating a burning friction inside him.

“Come on, jerk off,” hissed Hyde, all but lying on top of him as he spread Jason’s hole with his thick fingers. “You’re gonna come with my fingers up your ass, but what you really want is a cock, isn’t it? A thick dick to spread you in two.”

Jason arched his ass up to reach his cock, and bit on the knuckles of his other hand. All the sensations were too much, and he came after just a few pumps to his dick. The push and pull on his sphincter was relentless, and it choked a desperate cry out of him. As soon as the orgasm flooded his body, his ass clenched and throbbed around the blunt fingers. Everything was too intense. Hyde’s breath on his ear, the tickle of his long hair on Jason’s cheek, the glorious weight of his body pinning Jason down, and Hyde’s hand holding him in place by force, so he practically humped the fingers as he came. Nothing mattered but the sensations of the flesh. Every droplet of sweat, every goose bump, made him hyperaware of his body.

Spent, used, and as happy as ever.

He’d get Tasered again for this.

Chapter 6

The next few days set up a routine for Jason. He’d get up and eat breakfast with Hyde’s family. They would then walk Cody to the school bus, walk Heidi, and ride to the clubhouse/gym, where Hyde would stay busy for most of the day, and Jason would train with Spotty, who turned out to be a decent coach.

The club members didn’t try to hide their resentment at first, but Jason was surprised to see they gradually warmed up to him in a very no-nonsense way. Even Titan seemed to get over the fact that Jason had ripped off a piece of his flesh. It probably helped that Hyde got the guy a date, and considering the sounds they made in the room next door, the chick dug battle scars.

Jason wasn’t all that surprised when he realized Hyde was the boss here, as he’d always had a talent for gathering people around him. But a motorcycle club? Those Jason associated with hierarchy and old men with long beards being in charge. Here? Not so much. Then again, it wasn’t a big club, with only the five fully patched members and one prospect.

From what he gathered, the five guys, including Hyde, bought the gym a few years ago and made it their second home. They supplemented their income through illegal fights, so they could all live comfy, if a little rowdy, lives. Titan usually represented the club in the ring, and the next fight would be no different, but the bets would be on Jason losing, or rather on his opponent winning, whoever that would be this time. Apparently, after Jason’s wild outburst, no one wanted to fight him just yet.

Jason practiced anyway. He was in the ring with Titan, Spotty watching and giving them both tips. Jason wouldn’t say he found fights “relaxing,” as they always fueled a surge of adrenaline, but it was satisfying to be good at something, to know he hadn’t screwed up his life completely.

Hyde spent a great deal of time in the open office next to the ring. The gym wasn’t very popular, and it seemed that it was more of a private club for local bodybuilders. Most women or modern health freaks wouldn’t feel too comfortable in the dark, somewhat stuffy corridors. But that suited Jason well enough. After a daily strength routine, he and Titan were practicing their tactics for the upcoming fights, and even Babyface, who still didn’t accept Jason around, stopped by to watch.

It was when Hyde came out of the office with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other that the stakes got higher. At least for Jason. A few days had passed, and Jason still desperately wanted to impress his high school crush. At times he wasn’t sure if Hyde actually thought little of him or just got off on the dirty talk, so he worked extra hard to make sure Hyde knew what Jason was worth.

Titan dodged another one of Jason’s punches and withstood a kick to his ankle, which was supposed to make him trip. He was better than Jason initially believed, very focused and adept at using his body to his best advantage. But Titan’s size, while providing him with certain perks, could also be inconvenient in a fight with someone as agile as Jason. Kicks were quicker when you had shorter limbs, and this time, Titan fell to the mat. Jason moved as quickly as he could, his vision turning red as he sensed Hyde’s eyes burning through his skin. Titan hit himself in the jaw, and Jason climbed on top of him, keeping him in a tight hold, which was almost impossible to break.

Babyface forgot himself, and for the first time, Jason heard the guy cheer him on. Spotty yelled advice, and a few female voices joined in as well. Titan elbowed Jason’s stomach, but Jason managed to pack a punch as well. Body against body, they pushed at each other. Jason couldn’t help but take a sniff of Titan’s sweat. Masculine, slightly bitter, much less appetizing than Hyde’s.

This one time two days ago, Jason completely forgot himself and lapped all the delicious salt off Hyde’s skin, caressing him right into a second orgasm that day. They lay half-naked in the grass after that, watching the waves crash on rocks that grew out of the water. The local children were usually told those were the teeth of a dragon, and Hyde and Jason had a prolonged conversation about it over a meal of prepackaged sandwiches and Cokes. Hyde told Jason he was planning to bring Cody there for his birthday. When Jason told Hyde that he never had a birthday party, Hyde vowed to buy him a cake.

Jason blocked yet another of Titan’s attempts to hit his ribs, and when he briefly looked away from the strong body beneath his own, his eyes met Hyde’s dark, intense gaze. He was standing right by the ring, his mouth kissing the bottle, chest working up and down. Hyde was turned on.

Their gazes locked for a split second too long, and Jason got a slap over the head so strong that he lost focus just long enough for Titan to shove him down to his back. It was hard to fight when images of Hyde’s cock straining over Jason’s face muddled his thoughts. The unexpected consequence of finally having a sex life was that Jason was on pins and needles all the time. Just days ago, the only touch he could count on was by his own hand, and now that he had options, a sexy man who was actually available, his mind was too preoccupied with fucking.

One of the girls laughed on the sidelines. “Mount me like that, Titan!”

“Will do!” Titan roared, delivering a harsh punch to Jason’s side. “Just. Let. Me. Finish. With. This. One,” he rasped, punctuating each word with a hit.

Jason patted the mat with a grunt. All he could think of was crawling out of the ring and sucking Hyde off then and there. They hadn’t moved past oral sex, but it was good enough for Jason. Still more than he’d ever got in his life. Truth was that he found it a bit daunting to go all the way, even if the fingers penetrating his ass felt oddly good.

“Break!” announced Spotty, slapping Titan’s ass as the giant jumped out of the ring, straight into the arms of his chosen lady.

“I know what I’m having for lunch,” he said before throwing her over his shoulder. She laughed, pretending to struggle, but it was clear she was just as much into this as Titan was.

“Could have done better,” commented Babyface, stepping back with a snarl.

Hyde shrugged, slowly drinking his beer, but his eyes never left Jason’s. Would there be a reward at the end of the day, or would Hyde be disappointed with Jason’s performance?

Jason gave Babyface the side eye. “Fuck off and do something useful.” He sat on the steps to the ring and held out his hand for Hyde’s beer. At least he’d get to taste something Hyde’s lips had touched.

Hyde approached him, moving like the sexiest beast on the planet, completely relaxed. There was a slight smile on his lips as he passed Jason the bottle. “You got distracted,” he said, and Jason felt his ears heat up when he realized Hyde knew very well why Jason lost.

“Yeah, one of the girls flashed me her boob,” he said for other people’s ears, but his eyes never looked away from Hyde’s.

“Must have been the best one out there,” said Hyde in a lowered voice. He moved his foot forward, and it brushed against Jason’s, unnoticed by anyone but them. The touch sent an electric charge all the way up Jason’s spine.

“Yeah, can’t fight well when I’m horny.”

“But you can’t just fuck whenever you want. Gotta earn it.”

Jason took a swig of beer. “I know. Just because she flashed her boob doesn’t mean she’s gonna put out. You think I should woo her somehow?” He wondered if he wasn’t getting too comfortable with Hyde. After all, the guy still had the video. Throughout the last few days, Jason had seen Hyde playing with the phone every now and then, undoubtedly enjoying a recap of the humiliating clip. All Jason needed to even out the playing field was to get rid of that bullshit.

“She might need to release some steam later. Why not try?” asked Hyde, taking the beer and finishing his drink. He let his lips sink slightly lower over the glass mouth, flooding Jason’s mind with images of Hyde slobbering around his cock. It only happened three times so far, and Hyde hadn’t been any less commanding when a sucker. The bastard had this aura of authority that kept Jason in line every single time.

“You sayin’ she’s a slut?” Jason looked away with a little smirk. He’d learned this week that years of his libido being neglected had backfired and made his sex drive strike back with a vengeance.

“A perfect match to your manwhoring ways,” chuckled Hyde, leaning against the ring by Jason’s side.

“Not marriage material, though.” Jason rubbed his face to hide his smile. Nothing good ever came from showing his true feelings.

Hyde laughed and kicked Jason in the shin. “Who? Her or you?”

“I’m broke and homeless, so I guess me.”

Hyde leaned in, and Jason stiffened when that warm hand playfully patted his cheek. “Good boy,” Hyde said before walking off, unbothered. It was all getting to Jason’s head. Was it actual flirting, or was it just banter? The fuck was that? It wasn’t like Jason wanted a relationship with a guy anyway. That would be weird, but he couldn’t help the craving for sex eating at his gut. And it was just so easy with Hyde taking charge of the situation and unleashing it upon Jason.

Spotty was busy talking to Babyface, and with Titan still out for his sex lunch, there wasn’t much to do for Jason. He immediately looked up when someone walked through the door. It was Coke, the man who sealed the initial deal with Jason and a prospect at the MC. He raised his hand in greeting, and Jason reciprocated, surprised not to see the other members come up with chores for the guy. In a club with as little manpower as the Rabid Mongrels, there was plenty to do for each member. Instead, Jason noticed both Babyface and Spotty gazing after Coke as he walked past them toward the office.

When he’d first seen Coke around, he wondered why anyone would allow others to order them around the way he did, but the longer Jason watched the camaraderie the Mongrels shared, the more he understood Coke’s desire to be a part of this. There was loyalty between the guys, even when one of them fucked up, or got into a fight. It reminded Jason of the relationship his brother had with his friends. As much as Jason hated their guts, he had always been jealous of having a pack of friends who stood up for one another, no matter what. No one ever wanted Jason to join any group.

Hyde appeared in the doorway of the office before Coke could walk in. He grabbed him by the shirt, pushed him back, pulled him close, and sent him to the floor with a powerful headbutt.

Jason’s eyes went wide. So much for camaraderie.

“There you are, we fucking missed you!” Hyde roared, delivering a harsh kick to the lying man. Jason couldn’t see what exactly happened, but from the high pitch of Coke’s scream, he figured Hyde must have gotten him in the balls.

Babyface laughed and clapped his hands, rushing over like a kid eager to spend his allowance on sweets.

Jason looked around the gym, shocked that Hyde would act like this in public, but he realized Spotty stood by the closed door, and only the Mongrels and him were inside. As horrible as the next kick to Coke’s ribs was, Jason felt a little giddy to be included in whatever was happening.

“What the fuck, Hyde?” Coke moaned from the floor.

Hyde snarled and gestured toward the body on the floor. Babyface was quick to get Coke to his feet. He pulled his arms back hard, just in time for Hyde to deliver a punch to Coke’s stomach.

“I heard you had some interesting conversations last night!”

The way Coke went white as a sheet told Jason more than his lips. “No! I just said I lost money on the last fight. I was just talking about
me
!”

“Sure you did,” Hyde said with a smile that made Jason both aroused and cold with fear. Babyface let Coke drop to the floor, and Hyde dove after him like a vulture. “You think this is a game, huh? Who’s gonna come to the fights if they think they’re rigged? Ever thought of that?” Hyde asked and delivered another punch to Coke’s face, and the guy cried out, bleeding all over his beard.

Jason had his nose broken before, and he was pretty sure that was what just happened.

“I didn’t think—” Coke tried, but Babyface cut in.

“That’s the fucking problem!”

Spotty snorted, walking over with a scowl on his face. “We don’t need men who don’t think.”

Coke coughed, with blood dribbling down his chin. “Wait… you need to have a vote about this… Titan and Jack aren’t—”

“We already voted,” hissed Spotty.

Hyde shook his head. “Get this fuck-up out of my sight. Take Titan, and have his little blonde piggie leave. I’ve got too much on my plate to babysit her.”

Jason licked his lips and stood up. This would be his moment. Hyde seemed distracted enough with the drama, so the phone that was a noose around Jason’s neck would be the last thing on his mind.

Jason walked past Babyface, who didn’t hesitate to gag Coke with some kind of rag. Jason ignored it and continued to the office, his skin crawling with nervous anticipation. He could hear Titan’s voice in the background, and the general commotion gave Jason even more confidence as he entered the small, bleak office with pinups layered on the walls. There were old metal filing cabinets and two desks, one of which— the one with a red laptop— was Hyde’s. In the background, he could hear everyone leaving, their voices ever quieter.