by James Cox
I let go of his nipple and moved to my knees. I inched the pants down so just the tip of his engorged cock peeked out. I bent over and blew on his mushroom-shaped head. It was as pink as his cheeks.
Tage took a shaky breath. He was watching me intensely, his hands fisted in the blanket under us.
I took a deep breath and blew it directly over the escaping tip. The air rasped over his sensitive skin and Tage let out a quiet moan. The sound made me smile. I opened my lips and pressed a kiss just above where his dick lay. Then on the left side and the right but never actually touching his rounded head.
“Deviant.” Tage’s voice was thick with lust.
“I want to see just how much I can make you blush.” I licked around his dick, wetting his lower belly with my saliva. Tage jerked his hips. I chuckled, pressing more kisses to his flesh but never touching that handsome shaft.
“Deviant, please.”
Ah, begging. “Please what?”
He blushed harder.
“Please. What?”
Tage looked away. “Please, lick me.”
I smiled, opened my lips, and let my tongue touch his beautiful penis tip. I lapped at it, letting the wetness shine as the morning sun flooded the room. Then I took his cockhead in my mouth and sucked.
Tage’s hips bucked, sending more of his dick into my mouth. His head was jerking back and forth, as his fingers curled into the blanket.
I smiled then let his flesh go. I tugged at his pants, revealing an inch of his shaft at a time so that I could see the beauty that was Tage. Thick cock, pale with the blue veins just under the skin, his balls were big and breathtaking. I pulled the pants off, dropping them near the bed. Then stood before him. I placed my hands on his knees and pushed his legs apart. Fucking hell, my dick was so thick in my jeans I thought the zipper might do permanent damage.
I unbuttoned and pushed my jeans down. My dick sprang free, but I ignored the sexual protesting. Yeah, I wanted to fuck Tage but there was something more important I wanted than my pleasure and that was his. Fucking strange but that’s how I felt at the moment. I moved so I could bend over the bed, over him, and take his dick into my mouth. I sipped at his tip collecting a drop of cloudy sperm on my tongue. Then I dragged my tongue down to his base like some perverted feline. I sucked at the skin around his heavy balls, taking some into my mouth. Then I tickled that patch of skin between balls and hole.
Tage’s back arched and he let out a sound that was part my name, part moan. I liked it.
I took my teeth to the underside of his dick. Just a little nip at the skin there. The moment I did, Tage groaned so loud I thought he’d wake the whole fucking house. It made me proud and excited. I rubbed at my dick; a long, hard stroke then went back to Tage. I pouted so my lips were out more and dragged them up Tage’s length. I probed at his piss slit with my tongue then drew up my lips to heave them back down. I took my time with licking his balls. Pinching at more skin until Tage was squirming so wildly that I was afraid I would hurt him. That’s when I squeezed his thighs and stood. “Turn over.”
He groaned and was half turned when he stilled. “Are you...are you going to do it?”
Fuck me. He couldn’t even say it. “Fuck you, Tage. Am I going to fuck you?”
He looked at me and nodded. That blush was ever present.
“Not today. I like teasing you, making your wait to take my cock inside you.” I pushed at his hip. He was on his stomach now, legs straight but hips slightly up. I saw the long line of his legs blend into the beautiful curve of his ass. I squeezed one cheek then gave it a slight slap.
Tage moaned into the blanket.
I straddled him around the knees and gave his ass another spanking. It was light, nothing to mark him just yet. Then I parted his cheeks with my hands to see his hole. Tage was too tight for just spit and courage. That didn’t fucking deter me though. I scuttled up his body so that my balls could touch the curve of flesh. “Tage.” I gave his right cheek a slap.
He cried out, jutting his hips upward more.
“Blush for me.” I slapped his left ass cheek.
“I can’t stop blushing when you’re around,” he said, slightly muffled because he was pressing his face into the bed.
I smiled and pulled his cheeks apart. I adjusted so that I could place my dick between his ass crack then thrust. I didn’t penetrate the sexy fucker. No, I just rubbed my length along his sensitive skin. I felt the wrinkled hole along my underside and groaned. I spanked his ass again. Left then right, as I thrust between. I placed my hand over the top of my dick so that there was more friction. Tage’s flawless back arched. I thrust faster, flesh against flesh. Our moans started to blend until I couldn’t tell his from mine. I was so fucking close to losing my load. Damn it, I wanted it to be in his mouth. I pulled away before my orgasm could spill over. A few wet drops landed on his crack and slid into his hole. “I want your fucking mouth.” I crawled over the bed so that I was near his face.
Tage moved. He stayed on his stomach but with his back arched and leaning upward on his forearms.
I stepped before him and wagged my cock at him. “You can’t deep throat me.” No one could. “Just suck the foreskin into your mouth.” I watched as Tage opened his lips and he took the extra flesh into his mouth. The feeling was unexplainable. I moaned, leaned so I could slap at his ass. One stroke, two, three. His tongue was sliding in the folds, wetting every inch with his saliva. I pulled free, used my brute strength to flip him over then I straddled his face. My knees were pressing into the mattress as I eased my hips downward. “Open. Now.”
He did.
I pressed my tip between his lips and felt his tongue glide over the slit there. Then I took his dick in my hand and started beating it. Up and down, squeezing harder than I should have as Tage sucked. I pumped my hips, my dick bumping the back of his throat but unable to go further. I was too wide for his mouth. I leaned over so that I could taste him. I took his entire length down in one swoop. The hunk of flesh slid down my throat blocking my air. I licked at his base as I held my breath.
“Deviant!” Tage screamed around my cock.
I felt his dick jerk and then pulled up so his taste could fill my mouth. I sucked using mouth pressure to force all the sperm he had to erupt like some fucking cum fountain. I swallowed, massaging his balls even as he thrust upward to sink his dick deeper. I took all of him again and only when he started to soften did I let go. Tage let out a soft sigh that ran along my saliva-wet skin like a caress. “Suck me, Tage.” My voice was harsher than I meant it to be.
He renewed his efforts. Tage took as much of me as he could.
I felt his lips stretching and his teeth scraping. “Yes.” I lay my forehead against his soft dick and made short thrusts with my hips. “Yes. Oh, fuck yes. Keep going. Keep sucking.” I opened my lips and took some of the flesh above his dick into my mouth. I sucked harder as I thrust faster. When I let up, there was a welt from my efforts. It felt fucking perfect marking him. Then Tage used his hands on my balls. My willpower was lost. He sucked and massaged. “Yes. Tage. Yes. Right there. Tage!” I felt the orgasm like a punch to the gut. It knocked the breath from my lungs as long ribbons of white exploded from my slit. Some slipped past Tage’s lips and split over onto his cheeks. The well of pleasure blew my fucking mind. I honestly couldn’t remember having such an intense orgasm. Then that burst of ecstasy began to cool. It faded like a dying star. I was left gasping. My soft dick was hanging so that it rested against Tage’s cheek. “Well, fuck me,” I muttered. My body was stiff from straining muscles as I rolled over to my back.
Tage was breathing heavily too. Quiet. Blushing. What else was new?
I sat up, pulled him to me, and kissed his mouth. I tasted myself on his tongue and moaned. “That was fucking hot.”
He nodded, not meeting my eyes.
I pulled my shirt over my head. Totally forgot I was wearing one and then grabbed Tage’s chin. Our eyes locked and then we kissed. This one was more fr
antic. Despite my dick being down for the count, our tongues were wild.
He was the one to pull away. Tage had this shy smile on his face. He reached out and touched my chest. More pointedly, the tattoo over my heart. It read Lily. I got it my first day in prison. Tage traced the letters with his fingers, so gentle it almost felt like a soft wind. He finished and surprised me by kissing the name. Then he looked away, blushing, smiling all shy like. It made me laugh. He touched my left shoulder, just above the swirling designs that went all the way down to circle my wrist. It wasn’t one art piece; it was many images blended together.
“What does this mean?”
His fingertips tickled my flesh, tracing something, but I was busy watching his expression. “Swedish heritage. My father had the same tattoo. All the men in our family did.” I was proud the day I got this. I used memory to have it made so it wasn’t exactly like my father’s but close.
“It’s beautiful.”
I swallowed hard. A lump in my throat. Why couldn’t I tear myself away from him? I shouldn’t have slept here, woke up with him, and nearly fucked him. Stupid damn things that I should know better.
“Do you have more?” he asked as he touched my forearm and pressed his palm down, dragging his flesh against mine.
“Yes.” Fuck, I wanted him to see them all. I moved to my knees, showing the knife tattoo on my outer left calf. There were a few blond hairs scattered on my legs but nothing thick enough to cover the art.
“Why a knife?”
“I learned to use them, good enough to kill with them. I was in prison. I practiced a lot.” There was nothing to do there but practice and masturbate. Prison back then wasn’t like it is now. We had less freedom, there were more guards, and I was a very angry man. Still fucking am.
He touched the knife, rubbing the edges with his hand.
I turned so he could see my other leg. This calf had a gun, it was modern, with a laser shot and shine to give it that realistic appearance. “I got this years later. Outlaw and Lover taught me how to shot. Mostly. The rest I learned on my own. Practicing with holo targets until I could shoot a mosquito off a man’s balls.”
Tage shivered. “There are none of them on Mars.”
I chuckled. “It’s a saying.”
“That’s scary.”
“I’m scary.”
He glanced up. “Not to me.” He grinned and then his gaze moved to my back. “Wow. That’s...big.”
It made me laugh. I lay on my stomach, feeling too fucking at ease around Tage. He moved to my side and ended up straddling my legs. I let his warm flesh seep into my skin. The letters were big, bold in thick black coloring spelling Outlaw. It spanned from one shoulder to the other and had taken fucking hours to get done.
Tage placed his hands on my back. “That must have hurt.”
“Some.” I used my feet to press at his back and he leaned further over me. His hand moved to the tattoo and traced it with his hands. “Use your mouth,” I whispered.
He did. I felt the soft contact of his lips and his flaccid dick pressed against me.
“When a man becomes an outlaw, they have to get the tattoo. It can be small or big, doesn’t matter as long as he shows pride in his club.”
“Would I have to get one? If I joined.”
That made me laugh.
Tage sat up. “I was being serious.” He moved off me.
“You would not make the cut.”
Tage frowned.
“I don’t mean that to be an insult. Outlaws ride hard, we spill blood, and honestly Tage, you are too good for that.” I grabbed his chin.
He took a deep breath. “Yeah, I guess I couldn’t do that on a regular basis.”
I thought he’d fucking argue. That would give me my chance to run away and avoid him. Ah, fuck it. I kissed him. His lips just looked so lonely. I took my time letting our mouths slant so that when we were both breathing heavily I could jam my tongue inside his.
There was a soft knock.
Tage pulled away with a gasp, grabbing for the blanket.
“What?” I yelled and it wasn’t friendly.
“Prospect is here to see you,” Lily’s voice sounded from the other side of the door.
Tage blushed intensely.
Great. Just fucking great. “I’m coming.”
“Ewww.” Lily squeaked from the other side of the door.
“I didn’t mean...” I shook my head as I heard her light steps quickly move away. “Shit.” I didn’t talk to Tage as I dressed. I just used the clothes from the floor. I was slipping my shirt over my head as I opened the door. Then I rushed down the steps without looking back for my new lover. “What the fuck do you want now?”
Prospect dropped his smile and ran a hand through is blond hair. “Outlaw sent me. He wants to talk plans, alibis. He wants you and Serra and Lily there. Oh, and Tage.” He paused a moment then nodded like he was sure that was the entire message.
“Fine,” I grumbled.
“I have the hover car...”
Tage came down the stairs in a pair of his fancy, expensive pants that were too tight on his perfect ass. It made my hands flex. I wanted to spank him again. His shirt was a buttoned up, an off-white color that had the collar pressed close to his neck. The first two buttons were open, showing pale skin that reminded me how pallid he was in other places. I turned and walked toward the door. “I’ll take my bike.” Then I ran. Okay, I didn’t run so much as retreat. I was getting way too attached it him and it was starting to bother me. He was a good fucking lay, but that was it. Tage couldn’t be more. I argued with myself as I went to the garage and hopped on my hover bike. When the others requested got in the hover car, I led the way home.
****
I smiled when I saw the clubhouse. The garage doors were open, two new hover bikes in there. The sign for the garage with only half lit so it said rage. That made me laugh as I rode my bike past the open doors. I didn’t wait for the car just walked through that familiar hall and inhaled the memorable fragrance. That metallic bike part odor, oil, the sweet waft of fruit from the bar upstairs. I stood there in the hallway for a moment. Then I turned and waited for the others. Maybe being home would calm me the fuck down.
Most of the guys were in the chapel where we had our meetings. The table there was real wood with our MC name and two guns carved into it. Before I walked through the thick doors, I grabbed Lily’s hand. She was wearing a dark hood over her head, black jeans, and shirt. She looked smaller with that color on her. I dragged her through the doors and then cleared my throat.
“Brother, you’re home,” Chaos said with a smile. His green eyes twinkled.
“I want you guys to meet someone.” I smiled and practically thrust Lily at them. Then hugged her from behind.
“You bought a woman?” Romeo asked with his eyebrows high.
“No, you fucking idiot. This here is my sister Lily.”
Okay, no one spoke. Outlaw stuttered, stood, and then took Lily’s hand. “She’s supposed to be...dead.”
I nodded. “She’s not. My tough girl ran away and went into hiding.” The words were full of pride. I even puffed my chest up a little too.
“Woman, tough woman,” she corrected.
I scoffed. She went around shaking hands except for Romeo, who hugged her. “Hey, hands off my sister, shitbag.”
He held up his palms. “Just being friendly.”
“Yeah right. Your dick has been in every fucking hole on Mars.”
“Deviant!” Lily said shocked.
Romeo shrugged. “Ain’t nothing wrong with some fun on this big red planet of ours.”
Yeah, right. The others joined us and I noticed Tage looked entirely too soft for this meeting. In those clothes, he looked like money, all soft edges and tender kisses. I frowned. That wasn’t me fucking talking. That was my stupid, smitten dick. I cracked my knuckles and smelled the strong order of a cigar. Mayhem must be lighting one up. He’s the only one of us that enjoyed that shit. I glanced
away from Tage but like a fucking whipped idiot, I moved to stand next to him. I grabbed his hand low so the guys wouldn’t see unless they were looking. Then I walked to my seat and made sure he stood behind it.
“All right. We have a plan with Justice. He’s in charge of the Underground MC,” Outlaw explained. I wasn’t sure for whose benefit. We all gathered around the table. My MC brothers, Serra and Lily near the door with Tage standing behind me. “We have the layout.” He placed a circular chip on the table and it formed a projection of the breeding house. “There are roads on the north and south side of the breeding house. The west and east are four government buildings that are still in the process of being built. Lots of construction rigs. We have masks that everyone will wear to jam any cameras. There are three entrances. The main one that always has two guards. The back entrance also two guards. They both face the roads. The third entrance isn’t easily accessed. It’s on the west side of the building. More of a pipe than anything. It leads to a bleeding room in the basement that they use for childbirth.”
