Page 20 of Hidden Desires
“Fucking right!” Blade shouted, bouncing his body up against the couch and spreading his legs wide as he proceeded to manspread and make himself more comfortable.
You would think that the man was carrying the world’s biggest dick with the way he was spreading and adjusting his package.
Was the man always this… cocky?
Ace went to the kitchen to slice up some limes and came back with some shot glasses as well.
“Time to get shit-faced!” Blade cheered excitedly.
Blade picked up the bottle of tequila and popped the lid off. He filled both their glasses to the rim, then passed one over to Ace.
They raised their shot glasses and locked eyes with one another.
“Here’s to making bad decisions,” Blade cheered, giving Ace a wink that instantly made his dick hard.
Fuck, if the man only knew how god damn sexy he looked winking at him.
“I second that,” Ace responded before joining Blade in swallowing his shot and then sucking on a lime.
“Mmm, that’s some fuckin’ good shit,” Blade shouted, reaching for the bottle and refilling both their glasses.
Tonight, they were going to get shit-faced.
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ACE
They decided to have some fun and play a game oftruth or dare, with Blade choosing dares each and every time. It was no surprise to Ace. The man was shameless and had no issues eating disgusting things or performing ridiculous acts of courage—or idiocy, depending on how you looked at it.
It was clear to Ace that Blade would never choose truth. Truth would require the man to open up and be vulnerable for once in his life. That wasn’t Blade. Blade used humor and self-centeredness as a way to keep people at arm’s length and avoid letting anyone really get to know him.
In all the years he had known Blade, the man never talked about his past or his life before moving to New Mexico. It was as if his life had suddenly started when Marcus brought him home.
That was another story that Marcus and Blade both refused to share.
After about an hour of watching Blade make a fool of himself, Ace paced the living room floor, trying to figure out what Blade’s next dare should be. It had to be a good one. Dares weren’t quite as fun when the person doing them was an excited participant.
What hadn’t he tried yet that might make Blade fail or refuse to do? It had to be…
Then it hit him.
“I got it!” Ace shouted with a shit-eating grin plastered to his face. “I dare you to shoot a two-minute OnlyFansaudition reel.”
Blade’s hand stopped just as the shot glass touched his lips.
From above the rim, Ace locked eyes with the usually cocky bastard. His once mischievous eyes now looked stunned and a bit… confused?
Seconds ticked by as the two stared each other down. Ace silently dared the man to complete the task, while the stubborn biker refused to show weakness. This was now a battle of wills. Did Blade have the courage to drop his pants and film a steamy scene with his friend’s little brother sitting in front of him, watching?
No. There was no way that Blade would give in.
Eyes still locked on Ace, Blade slowly lowered his shot glass and placed it back on the coffee table.
“You want me to what?”
Smirking, Ace pulled out his phone and held it up. “I want you to look into the camera and pretend that you are livestreaming on OnlyFans. You said that you wanted to film for my channel, so I dare you to make a video.”
Inside, Ace was laughing. He didn’t have an OnlyFans account, and he was pretty sure that he had finally found the dare that would break Blade’s winning streak.
