Page 17 of Hidden Desires
“I… I was…” He had no reasonable excuse.
“God, you’re a fuckhead.” Ace threw his arms down and began pacing around the lot. “So, where’s your bike? You’re giving me a ride home now.”
Blade tried to hold in his smile.
The thought of Ace’s arms wrapped around his chest as they rode home was…
Blade swallowed hard.
What the fuck was he thinking?
“I’m parked over here.” He nodded toward his spot.
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ACE
Wind cut across Ace’s face as he leaned in closer, hoping to cut down on the wind resistance. In actuality, this was the exact same scenario he had imagined about a month ago while jerking off in the shower.
In the scene, they were cruising down the interstate before Blade pulled over to take a piss. Once he was done, he turned around and asked Ace if he could give him a hand with tucking his cock back into his boxers. Always wanting to be a good friend, Ace graciously dropped to his knees and began swallowing Blade’s cock until he was choking on a throat full of his seed.
The act had been violent and rough, and Blade had fucked into his throat without mercy.
Fuck, he was starting to get hard.
Ace loosened his grip on Blade’s body and tried to shimmy back on the seat as much as possible. He needed to calm himself before his dick gave him away.
How would he explain popping a boner against the straight man’s back?
They pulled into Ace’s driveway a few minutes later.Talk about perfect timing.
“Where’s Marcus?” Blade asked, killing the engine and helping Ace off the cycle.
“He’s workin’ at the bar till close. Then he said he is going to stay the night at Nikolai’s place. I think he was afraid that he might intrude on my after-date plans if he came home before the date was done,” Ace said with a chuckle.
Blade’s eyebrows scrunched up on his face.
“Well, in that case,” Blade began, throwing his leg over the bike and standing up right before him.
Ace stared at him, confused.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“I’m coming in to take a piss,” Blade answered, reminding Ace of last month’s jerk-off fantasy.
If only…
“Sure. Whatever,” Ace answered, trying to be as nonchalant as possible. He began making his way up to the front door.
The house that he shared with his brother was a ranch-style home, with their bedrooms at one end and a shared living space at the other.
Marcus had knocked down the back of the house and extended both his bedroom and the primary bedroom, adding a second bathroom to Ace’s room so he could have his own privacy.
“Want a beer?” Ace asked as Blade hurried by him, heading straight to the main bathroom.
“Yeah! Sure,” Blade shouted from somewhere inside the bathroom.
A moment later, Ace listened to the steady stream of Blade taking a piss, followed by the moans of relief as the stream died down.
