Brick by Brick: Rebel Souls MC # 5

Bubbles 3.0

I texted Colin, telling him to meet me in his room.

Me: You've been begging to get into my ass for months, baby. Meet me in your room and you can have it.

But he already knew it was coming. I'd been promising him for weeks that tonight was the night.

Brick:  10 minutes.

His reply was immediate.

I grinned down at the phone, but I was nervous.

Colin and I had been together for a few months... a rocky few months. I'd been running scared since the very first night that I kissed him. We were still hiding from the club, and Colin wasn't happy about it, but I wasn't ready to name what this was. I wasn't ready to call myself gay or even bi. But I was falling in love with Colin- quickly.

But because I'd never been with a man before, we were moving slowly. I'd fucked Colin, and he'd sucked my cock right from the start, but it wasn't until just a few weeks ago I finally had him in my mouth. Immediately, I'd been addicted to the taste of him. That didn't stop me from being nervous about finally letting Colin fuck me. We'd started slowly, Colin putting his fingers inside me while he choked on my dick.

I was sitting in a booth with Hands and Greaser and my dick hardened in my pants, just thinking about my man. I groaned discreetly and adjusted myself in my jeans. Colin was sitting with Boomer, the latest prospect, and Spade, drinking, but every time I looked over at him, he was looking at me. I watched as he stood, making excuses for why he was leaving the party so early... again, and stood, walking across the room until he was hidden by the hallway and headed up the stairs. I waited long minutes, making sure Spade and Boomer were distracted before making my own excuses before disappearing and heading to my man's room.

How long before the club figured out that I wasn't banging the soul suckers on rotation anymore?

Hawk stopped banging Brenda before finding Charlotte. Maybe they'd just assume I was about to claim an old lady. Nobody would ever suspect I'd be claiming an old man.

"I'm out," I said to Hands and Greaser, standing from the booth and downing my glass of whiskey, and disappeared up the stairs. Neither one of them flinched or looked concerned about my early departure. Walking to the bar, I asked Brenda for a refill, finishing it quickly. I needed a little extra liquid courage.

Colin's dick was bigger than mine, and I knew it was going to hurt. He told me it would feel good, that he would make me feel good. I believed him. If I didn't believe him, I wouldn't be willing to let him fuck me, but I wanted it. I wanted to feel him inside me, to let him have his way with me.

I'd been the one in charge during all of our times together... up until now. Even though Colin was the one with experience with men, it was me who was dominating him all the time.

And he loved it.

Watching him come undone beneath me or while riding me was like nothing I'd ever experienced before and I was ready to have that experience with him.

I didn't even bother knocking on his door; I just pushed it open and stepped inside, into the darkness, and closed and locked the door behind me.

Colin was lying on his bed, naked, save for his boxers. His hands were behind his head, letting me see his delicious body, all those tattoos and muscles on display, just for me.

"Hi," he said seductively. He didn't need to seduce me; I'd already been seduced.

"Hey, baby."