James‘ Gifted Week
James
“F*ck.” I growled.
The pounding my ass was taking was both painful and delicious. The mouth around my c*ck rocketed my pleasure a hundredfold. These f*cking two men I met at the bar the other night haven’t given me an inch away in two days. Their leather cuts were what drew me to them. I love a bad boy, or in this case boys.
I went back to sucking the c*ck that was in my face of the man under me that was sucking mine. His partner was relentless in my ass. The whole weekend we’ve f*cked.
I had walked into the club that my cousin was having her birthday at. It happened to be a biker’s bar and not the club I thought it was to be at.
It was packed with women in the sluttiest dresses they owned and men in denim and leather. It was standing room only when I got to the three tables that Starla and all her fake friends were at.
“Oh looky, my poor cousin. Don’t we all have one?” she said loudly and with a cackle. Her friends around her
cackled with her.
“Nice to see you too, cuz,” I said through gritted teeth.
You wouldn’t know just by looking at us that we were blood–related. She was full–on white, with fake blonde hair, big a’s t*ts, a small waist and no ass. Her mother and my mother were sisters. My dad was Mexican. His skin was dark, his hair was black, and his eyes were gray. I looked exactly like him. The only thing I got from my mom were her lips. Full and wide. All the g*y men loved me.
For an hour I stood there drinking a beer, contemplating on leaving because she wouldn’t shut the f*ck up about me and my family and how we weren’t as rich as hers. I think some of her friends were even starting to get tired of her bashing because I saw some of them give her dirty looks. I mean not many people were as rich as she and her family were, and she didn’t realize her remarks described them too.
Finally, having enough, I shouted to the whole bar, “Drinks on me for the next thirty minutes.”
A roar went up and people clambered to get their orders in. Suddenly, I was surrounded by two big men. Now
I am 5’10. These two were well over 6 ft by a few inches. They both had leather cuts on. One was brunette while the other was blonde.
“Devil and the Angel,” I mumbled.
They both chuckled, and I groaned at their deep f*cking voices when they both said, “Except, we’re both the devil.” It was like they were f*cking twins, but looked nothing alike. They were just in sync.
I had found myself in between both of them the whole night, dancing and making out. When they said they wanted to take me home, I didn’t f*cking hesitate. I paid my seventy–five thousand dollar bill and I followed them to a biker’s compound. We parked at a little house a few yards away from the clubhouse. They didn’t waste a minute. The moment we entered their house they were on me, and it’s been f*cking bliss all
weekend.
All of us groaned and came at the same time. The d*ck in my ass spurted into the condom as my me. was flooded with hot salty c*m just as my c’m burst into the man’s mouth under me.
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“F*ck you’re good.”
I looked behind me at Savage, one of the bikers, and smirked.
“You both have talent. Mind if I shower? Then I’ll be on my way,” I said. Not really knowing the after
f*ckathon procedure.
“What’s the hurry? I’m f*cking starving. Rage makes a wicked good steak, and I don’t mean to brag, but I can make a yummy pull–apart cheesy garlic bread
“Oh, okay, sounds great.” Apparently they want me to stick around.
I hopped into their shower. I was f*cking drained. I got little sleep with these two always waking me up to f*ck. Not that I was complaining, but man, I was tired. My ass and throat were a little sore too. These two bikers had stamina for f*cking days. I was twenty–two, you’d think I had the stamina. I needed to get more
cardio in.
I stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I grimaced about having to put my clothes back on, but I didn’t have any other choice. I cursed myself, I had forgotten to bring my clothes with me. I stepped back into the bedroom and I stopped in my tracks. My clothes were missing. My phone, wallet and keys were on the bed along with a pair of shorts and a tank: That was nice of them. Guess I was free balling it too. I chuckled. I dressed quickly and picked my things up.
“Hey, you guys know where my clothes went?” I asked as I came into the kitchen. They both looked over at me and smiled. God, they were gorgeous.
1 put them in the washer, sorry I didn’t have any underwear to give you, we don’t wear any.” Rage said.
“Oh, thank you,” I chuckled.
“You’re welcome babe, Rage and I are almost done preparing the food. It’ll all be ready in about thirty minutes,” Savage said with a wink.
“Okay, what is going on? I feel like you two are trying to butter me up. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love to eat, and I’ve had a great f*cking weekend, but you calling me babe? I’m a little confused here.”
Rage and Savage looked at each other and then Savage nodded at Rage.
“Guess we’re not so obvious. Um, we like you. We think you’re really good–looking, and you’re f*cking fantastic in bed. We move fast, we’re courting you.”
I’m sorry, come again?”
“Have you ever heard of a polyamory lifestyle? We like to sleep with a lot of women and men, but we only love each other,” Rage said.
“But what we first thought was going to be a good time, we both felt something different about you. We want you to be a part of our lives.”
Holy sh*t
“I’ve never been in a relationship. I don’t know what that entails, plus I’m still in school, I’m really busy, I won’t be able to be at your beck and call.”
“Do you live at school?” Savage asked.
“Yeah, I live in the dorms.”
“Move in with us. That way, we can see you at the end of the day. We can get to know each other, and see if this can work. We really like you. And you don’t seem to mind sharing with us.” Rage said.
“Do you guys do this alot?”
“No. We’ve only had a connection with one other person, but she’s MIA at the moment.”
“Wait, we have her number, we can call her,” Rage said.
“Let’s do that later. We’re trying to convince James to move in with us,” Savage said.
“Right, sorry. You’ll like her, she’s f*cking gorgeous and has a phenomenal body” Rage said, smiling. I had to smile, these two are freaking hippies.
“I’m not into girls, like at all. I mean, if I was, I would have begged the four guys I met two days ago to be a part of their dynamic, because the woman they have is a smoke show, f*cking pristine. But sadly, my d*ck only works with men. But I’ve made lifelong friends with them, I think.”
“Would you have a problem with us being with women? Not that we are a lot, but it happens,” Savage said.
“Um, no. I don’t think so. Maybe I have to see it?”
“Sooo, that sounds like you want to give us a try?”
“Um, yeah, I think I do. But about living here, maybe we can get to know each other first. Now that I have a benefactor, I don’t work as much, just a lot of schooling. Maybe I can stay over on the weekends?”
“Okay, we can try that,” they both said in unison. I chuckled.
Thirty minutes later, we were all eating and getting to know each other. They were really impressed with my studies. I learned they were both Enforcers for their club and that they were in the business of kicking ass and taking names. They were scary hot, and I found myself getting turned on again.
me more fun,” Rage said when he saw the tent that w
“Looks like we need to have growing in my shorts. I couldn’t keep the smile off of my face.
For two more hours, I had the time of my life. This week has been f*cking phenomenal, and I wanted to know which guardian angel was looking out for me and rewarding me with all these gifts.
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