Page 10 of Hidden Desires
Touching another dude’s cock and balls during a threeway or orgy was an occasional occurrence. It was a risk that all parties involved knew they might face when agreeing to drop trou and share in the sweaty experience.
How does one do double penetration without sliding their cock up against the other dude’s dick?
Or how does one avoid having their buddy’s balls slap their forehead while they are fucking a chick from behind, and you are eating out her pussy?
See? Impossible.
Whenever accidental touching occurred, one just avoided eye contact and continued fucking like they weren’t humping up against their buddy’s enormous Russian man meat.
“I say he joins in and starts licking your balls,” titties on the right responded, removing her skirt and rubbing her clit.
Yeah, she would like that. Watching two dudes go at it, getting all hot and sweaty as they spread each other open.
What the fuck?
Blade glanced down at his crotch, which was now in full-on chub mode.
“Make up your mind, bro,” Nikolai said, burying his face in one of the girls’ chests.
Blade watched as titties on the left began sucking his friend’s cock, while the third began licking his nuts.
Watching the reenactment of one of his favorite porn scenes, he found himself suddenly losing his chub.
What was going on?
The thought of one of those women playing with his dick was suddenly not as appealing as it had been, just a few weeks earlier.
Now, all he wanted to do was go home, crack open a beer, and jerk himself raw thinking of…
Damn it. What was wrong with him?
Slowly, Blade took a step back and out of the bedroom. He continued his retreat until he was once again outside and standing next to his bike.
Given the copious amounts of alcohol that they had just consumed, it probably wasn’t a good idea for him to ride his bike home.
Fine. Walking it was.
Turning, he began his twenty-minute journey back to his home.
4
ACE
The roaring sound of the motorcycle engine revving made Lucas jump once again.
Ace tried not to laugh. He had to remember that Lucas didn’t grow up surrounded by motorcycles his entire life like he did. After all these years, hearing an engine rev was simply background noise at this point. It was like hearing a bird sing for a normal person.
Marcus used to say that listening to a motorcycle roar was the only thing that would calm Ace down as a baby.
That was a total lie. Marcus and his dad didn’t move in with Ace and his mom until Marcus was sixteen and Ace was three.
Still, the story may as well have been true. There was something about the sweet humming of a hog that calmed Ace’s nerves and made him feel safe and loved.
It was probably because he associated motorcycles with his big brother, Marcus. Marcus always made him feel safe.
Growing up, neither of their parents was ever around. It was clear from the moment they met that both preferred to party and drink and get high as fuck whenever possible. Neither of themwanted to be parents. Neither of them knew what it took to raise a child.
Yet, somehow, Marcus figured it out.
