In the Moment: Part One (3 page)

Chapter 4

Ace

Leaving the bar, I groaned and grabbed my cock again. I was so turned on it literally hurt. I hadn’t gone down on a woman in ages, and the last one certainly hadn’t tasted as good as Alicia. I could easily call Adam to help me out, but I didn’t want to deal with it.

After driving home, I dropped my cut on the ground and pulled off my shirt. Tossing it in the corner of my room where my other dirty clothes were, I toed off my boots before plopping down on my couch.

Closing my eyes, I unzipped and pulled out my cock. All it took was thinking of being in the bathroom with Alicia again to have it hard and throbbing. Using a bottle of lube I had on the side table, I slicked up and yanked on my dick while playing our kisses over in my head, remembering the way it felt to have my fingers in her, have her pussy in my face, tasting her come on my tongue.

I tugged on my cock hard, squeezing it tightly in my fist — just how I’d fuck her. Hard, fast and deep. It didn’t take long to have come oozing out the tip. A pathetic amount of come, but I didn’t jerk it often so I wasn’t surprised. I’d needed the release though, otherwise I’d be back and pushing Alicia before she was ready.

Wiping off my chest with a sock I found on the floor, I finished undressing and pulled on clean boxers before heading to bed.

In the morning, I showered and went to the construction site I worked at. It was a shit job, but after fighting with the manager at my last three mechanic gigs, it was better than nothing. Most importantly, it paid the bills. That was all I cared about. I didn’t need fancy, expensive things in life. I needed a cold beer, a nice bike and a roof over my head. Fuck everything else.

It really sucked when I wanted to spend time at the bar since I usually had to arrive before the sun rose, which meant that I would have to go with little sleep. Since I lived alone though, I could come home and catch a few zzzs before heading out.

While I might not be book smart, or have a college degree, I wasn’t stupid either. I loved working with my hands and figuring out how things worked, which was why I excelled at being a mechanic. My attitude didn’t, though. I was a hot head, and it was known in the circles I ran in. Got it from my old man.

The bastard liked to beat on my mom. Well, until I turned thirteen and showed him what it was like to get pounded. That night he left and we never saw him again. However, that also meant his income was gone, which was why I had to pick up as many side jobs as I could to help bring in money until I was old enough to get a full-time job. I barely passed high school and only cause my mom made sure I did.

After another exhausting shift, I went home, showered and took a nap for a few hours. I’d dreamed of Adam giving it to me as I gave it to Alicia so my dick was rock hard when I woke. Since I slept nude, all I had to do was roll onto my back, and after retrieving the lube out of my bedside table, it didn’t take long to ease the ache. It had taken a few months for me to put together a plan I thought would work to entice Alicia out of that tough shell she hid behind and into my arms. Adding Adam into the mix was only a benefit both her and I could enjoy.

I was going to visit Alicia again so I rinsed off in the shower to make sure I didn’t smell. Spritzing on a few sprays of cologne while still nude, I was careful not to over-do it. Plus, I didn’t want my clothes to smell good; it was my skin I wanted her to crave. With the hope that things would go my way, I skipped underwear. Jeans and a shirt with my cut was about as fancy as I dressed up. My leather boots were the final step before I shoved my wallet in my pocket, a condom in a front one while my phone and keys went in the other.

After locking my apartment up, I climbed on my bike and headed to the bar. Parking on the side like I normally did, I noticed the parking lot was unusually empty for a Friday night. I wouldn’t complain though. I liked that it gave me the chance to taunt and tease Alicia more than I would be able to if there were a ton of customers needing attention.

Once I found an empty seat, I pulled my phone out and texted Adam. There were other guys from the club around, and I would have to spend some time shooting the shit with them. It wouldn’t be for long since I had other things in mind for the evening. Taking a whore out into the forest to get a quick blowjob or a fuck in a loose hole wasn’t it.

Adam said he would head over when he got off work, so I slipped my phone back into my pocket.

“Hey, beautiful. Gimme two beers,” I said, leaning against the counter.

It wasn’t Alicia but another bartender. After giving me a wink and a nod, she quickly retrieved to bottles, popped off the tops and handed them to me as I laid a twenty-dollar bill on the counter.

“Keep the change,” I said, taking the beers and heading over to where the rest of the guys in the club were sitting. Setting the bottles down on the table, I hooked an arm around the nearest whore and planted a sloppy kiss on her lips. It was absolutely nothing compared to a kiss from Alicia, but it was all for appearances. While I didn’t really care what people thought of me, I also didn’t care to put up with the ribbing I got if I didn’t partake in the idiocy they did. All it took was a few well-placed kisses, gropes and comments then they left me alone for a while about it.

I knew Alicia was around, but we hadn’t gotten to a point where she should be jealous of other women, so I didn’t think it mattered. It was just a kiss, a swap of saliva after all. Once the kiss was over, I pushed her back and toward someone else. I didn’t really want anything to do with her, and it was best to make that clear as soon as possible.

Leaning back in my chair, I tipped back one of the beers I’d bought. The entire bottle was gone quicker than it should’ve been. Another sign I was overstressed and due for a good time. I listened and attempted to participate in the ongoing conversation with the men, but all I could focus on was the night ahead and waiting for Adam to arrive. I’d spotted Alicia around as she delivered orders and took new ones, but as far as I knew, she hadn’t seen me.

When Adam arrived, he walked straight up to the bar and ordered himself a beer before turning in his seat to peruse the entire bar and its occupants. His eyes locked on me, and I gave him a slight nod to let him know I’d spotted him.

Really I’d noticed as soon as he entered the bar. He wasn’t a small man, and while he wasn’t a supermodel, he made people pay attention no matter where he was. Damn sexy man. Watching him walk or even something as simple as wrapping those plump lips around his beer bottle before swallowing a thick gulp had my dick elongating and hardening. He was sexier than any man had a right to be. He wasn’t the first man I found attractive or even the first man I had sex with, but he was certainly the only one who was able to make me get hard from a glance.

There was something different about Adam. I was more mechanic and motorcycle club member than anything else, but I’d always had a different side of me no one else seemed to understand. The part of me that appreciated and enjoyed the attentions of woman, but also equally enjoyed them from men. It’d taken a long time for me to acknowledge and accept that I wanted both sexes. Even once I’d accepted I was bisexual, it had taken even longer before I finally succumbed to the idea I might actually enjoy having a man take me where no one else had ever been.

My first time had been anything but sexy with a man. I’d been so drunk I couldn’t stand, but he’d taken good care of me and shown me that it wasn’t something to be ashamed about. It was something to enjoy and cherish being able to enjoy with someone. Even so, it wasn’t the man I was raised to be. Men weren’t to be on the receiving end of things, no matter how much I’d enjoyed it. After numerous drunken encounters, the only time I was willing to drop my guard enough to allow such a thing to occur, I finally realized it weren’t something I wanted to hide.

I wasn’t wide open about it. I still made sure it was kept quiet. Although it wasn’t often I gave into it, it was my deepest darkest desire. If I was honest with myself, I wasn’t afraid of being gay. I was afraid of being judged and treated as a gay. As much as society had advanced with tolerance of difference and all that, there was a great majority who wasn’t so accepting of those who didn’t fall into line with their beliefs.

At the height of my discovery stage, I’d contemplated moving out of the country to somewhere that was much more accepting of “my kind” but I couldn’t do it. I loved America. I loved all that my country stood for. That was when I decided I would live as the man I was. I wouldn’t hide who I was, but I wouldn’t announce it from the hilltops either.

I rode with men who loved bikes, just as I did. There was much we had in common, including women.

After my second beer, I excused myself from the men before catching Adam’s eye and nodding toward the hallway that contained the bathrooms and cleaning closet. I had yet to introduce or even tell him about my plan with Alicia.

I waited for Adam just outside the men’s room. I’d already checked, and it was empty. As soon as he entered the hall in his denim and button up, I grabbed a hold of his shirt and yanked him into the vacant room. I locked the door deciding a stall wouldn’t be enough. I didn’t want to worry about someone catching us. I just wanted him.

Pushing Adam against the door, I let my fingers quickly undo the button and zipper on his jeans as I kissed up the column of his neck.

“Fuck, Ace. I thought you’d lost interest. I haven’t heard from you in days,” Adam whispered as my hand pushed under his boxers to grip his erection. Feeling how aroused he was had my cock growing with equal excitement.

“Never. Just been busy,” I murmured against his throat as my hand roughly slid up and down his length.

“I missed you,” Adam groaned, leaning his head against the door as I continued to stroke his shaft.

Lowering myself to my knees, I tugged his pants down, his erection bouncing free. I sucked the tip of him into between my lips as my hand cupped his balls. Slowly, I moved down, capturing him in the wet heat of my mouth until he bumped against the back of my throat. Sliding back up, I almost let his whole shaft escape before sucking him back in. 

Adam moaned as I picked up a slow torturous rhythm of sliding up and down on him.

I knew we should be hurrying, but I couldn’t make myself care. The sounds leaving Adam’s throat made it worth any shit someone might give me later.

“Damn it. Stop. Just fuck me already. I need you in me,” Adam said even as his hips bucked in time to my rhythm. “I have lube. Please.”

Letting him fall from my mouth, I stood to kiss him hard, our tongues mingling for a moment before I pulled back.

Adam produced a small bottle of lube from his jeans and handed it to me even as he turned and pushed his bare ass at me.

I quickly undid my own jeans and pulled my hard dick out. After unrolling the condom over it, I coated my length with lube. Putting the bottle in my pocket, I reached between Adam’s cheeks to smooth lube onto his tight hole. I lined my cock up and slowly pushed the head of my cock past the muscled ring. It took a few short, careful thrusts, but eventually I was able to get all the way in Adam, making both of us groan.

Kissing the back of Adam’s neck, I pulled back then pushed in a fraction of the way.

“I don’t want it soft. Hard. Fuck. Me.” Adam pushed his hips against me, forcing my dick to slide all the way in again.

I couldn’t help but smile. Adam always wanted it hard, then again so did I. It was the only time I like to feel like someone else was stronger than me — when they were holding me tightly and filling me. Thrusting hard into him, I could tell from his moans I was hitting his sweet spot.

My balls tightened as my orgasm grew closer. Reaching around Adam’s hips, I gripped his erection and slid my hand up and down his erection while continuing to thrust into his ass.

A bang on the door drew my attention, making me slow in my thrusting.

“Give me a damn minute.” I shouted through the door.

“Hurry the fuck up. I gotta piss,” a voice returned giving the door another bang for emphasis.

“Yeah, hurry the fuck up,” Adam jerked his hips into my hand, also making me slide out of him a bit. “I’m gonna come,” he quietly moaned.

“Good,” I said before picking up my rhythm slamming him hard against the door. His cock was right up against the door with my hand still wrapped around it so I backed off a bit. Jerking my hand up and down his shaft, I grabbed the nape of his neck with my other hand and held on tightly as I pounded into him.

“Fuck. Fuck.” Adam groaned just before come shot from the tip of his dick onto the back of the door. I slowed my thrusts until he was finished then grabbed onto his hip with my hand and gave a few final thrusts until I grunted as my own release filled the condom.

Normally I liked to wait a few minutes before pulling out, but knowing that we were already pushing the time before we had more than one person looking to use the men’s room, I stepped back with a groan. My sensitive, latex covered cock slipped from Adam, making him whimper. Flushing the rubber, I pulled my pants up and Adam did the same. One final kiss and I shut myself into one of the two stalls. Adam unlocked the door and walked out.

I could hear some murmuring outside the door before the door opened and heavy footsteps went into the other stall. Exiting, I washed my hands while noticing that Adam’s come was still all over the back of the entry door, which made me smile as I pulled open the door. In the hallway, I found a short blonde leaving the women’s room.