Gutter Mind – Smoke Valley MC – Sex & Mayhem Read Online K.A. Merikan

Categories Genre: Biker, Gay, GLBT, M-M Romance, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 112
Estimated words: 103637 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 518(@200wpm)___ 415(@250wpm)___ 345(@300wpm)
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One way to allow that to happen was creating a bit of distance, so he stayed put when Arden went off to do some stuff with Mona, but he’d been itching to text Arden and make sure he was safe every five minutes.

To the world outside their bubble, nothing had changed. After all, they still claimed to be a couple, they kissed, and hugged, and teased each other. But the chemistry between them had changed, and Mike wasn’t sure if it was for the better or for the worse. On one hand, he was ecstatic over being allowed more touch, for Arden to admit he was attracted to him, but on the other, it rubbed the already slippery slope with lube.

It was Friday, so their friends had started to gather in the courtyard for the upcoming party. The air already smelled of grilled meat as Mike made his way through the bar, past the girls practising their stripping routine for the night, and he stepped outside, searching for the familiar figure before he could chastise himself for it.

The setting sun colored everything orange, but its light was still strong enough to blind, and forced Mike to squint. His gaze settled on a pair of long legs in fishnet stockings. He knew those weren’t tights, because of the strip of flesh between their edge and the hem of a short black skirt. The garment was flared, and for the briefest moment Mike wished for the breeze to lift it just a little and allow him a glimpse of what was underneath.

Only then did his horny brain register the pastel hair arranged into twin ponytails and exploded with two contradicting drives. He wanted to grab a blanket and wrap it around Arden to keep all that sexy flesh to himself. But he also very much felt like walking up to the boy and sliding his hand under the tiny skirt, to cup Arden’s package and feel its warmth through satin and lace.

Arden had paired the skimpy bottom with a plain black T-shirt—a very thoughtful move—because otherwise he’d make men self-combust from being exposed to all that sexiness. The fairy wings Mike had bought him the day they met moved with each sway of Arden’s body, triggering fantasies of them tickling Mike’s torso while he fucked Arden from behind. His boots had a little platform that was taller under the heels, and a wide waist-cinching belt further created the illusion of a female figure. He was stunning.

Arden’s face lit up when he turned around. The front of his T-shirt wasn’t as plain as Mike had assumed, and while it didn’t show much of Arden’s neckline, the Miss Kitten written in bold white letters at the front drew attention to the boy’s torso, making Mike wonder what kind of lingerie he was wearing tonight.

“Hey, baby, I like your T-shirt,” he shouted across the yard. “Will you hand your man some beer?” he asked, eager to remind everyone that they were fake-really an item.

“Sure thing, babe!” Arden yelled back and made his way to the tub filled with ice cubes and bottles.

Mike could have sworn he wasn’t the only straight man watching those long legs work.

After almost two months, everyone was quite used to Mike’s displays of affection, and whether they questioned them or not, they didn’t do it openly anymore, so Mike strolled to an outdoor furniture set in the corner and sat down next to Leo and Zolt, who played cards with Kane of all people, and another man Mike didn’t know. He was muscular and bald, with very strong features that reminded Mike of professional bodybuilders. This was probably yet another man Zolt knew from his daily gym visits.

“You met Theo?” Leo pointed to the stranger. “My brother, Mike.”

Mike shook his hand and sat in the vacant armchair, just in time to pull Arden into his lap when he approached with the beer.

What kind of panties did the boy hide under the skirt? How many people would see them? Was there a bra under that T-shirt as well? One with slits for nipples?

Theo’s smile widened. “Ah, so you’re the gay one.”

Leo smirked so hard his face was about to break, but didn’t look up from his cards.

Mike remained unfazed, wrapping his arm around Arden’s waist, and he rested his cheek on the boy’s shoulder. Hell yes, there was a strap under his T-shirt!

He took the bottle from Arden’s hand, kissed his cold fingertips and met Theo’s gaze. “Our sister, Rain is the gay one. Leo’s bi, and I’m straight.”

The silence at the table was cut by Kane’s hyena-like cackle. “Straight my ass!”

Arden shifted in Mike’s lap and put his arms around Mike’s neck, pulling him to his chest. “Don’t you dare talk shit about my boyfriend.”

Kane’s eyes settled on Arden. “Or what, pretty boy? You gonna climb me again? That was sooo scary.”


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