He knew what he hoped they had, but he didn’t know if it would progress beyond some complicated friends/roommates with benefits. Maybe he knew and just didn’t want to admit even to himself he’d been hopelessly in love with Brian “Berzerker” Anderson from the moment he met him. It would tear him apart just to be some rebound. That isn’t the way Zerk seemed to be playing it, but Landon was terrified.

  “Lie to someone else, I’m the newbie around here, but even I could see it from day one. You two instantly gravitate towards each other, if not physically you two always search for the other in a crowd. Apparently, everyone’s known forever they just haven’t given you shit about it.”

  “Which is strange, because this crew loves to give each other shit. Especially Lucky, he has this weird way of divining someone’s most hidden secrets and pouncing with some fucked up comment.”

  “I know he was raised with some kind of radical honesty upbringing. He’s even taken me to dinner at his parents a few times. I can see how he turned out the way he did.”

  He almost laughed, Lily and Damon Trenton were about the most oddball couple ever imagined. They both had weird philosophies on life and how children should be raised. Lucky was incapable of telling a lie. Whatever filter ordinary people were born with his seemed to have been removed or didn’t develop.

  “Lily and Damon are great; you have to admire a couple that no matter what is completely and utterly honest about everything. I even heard they tried an open relationship for a while, but Damon not growing up in the lifestyle grew tired of it.” He loved Lily and Damon as much as he did his parents.

  “Do you think Lucky—”

  There was something akin to fear in Priest’s voice. A stricken look turning his normally pale skin ashen. “I doubt Lucky is a sharer. Are you okay?” Maybe a bad relationship, a cheating ex, he didn’t even know if Priest was straight, gay, bi or another on the spectrum. Priest kept the hand he played extremely close to his chest.

  “Yea—yes, just got a little sick. It happens when I forget to eat.”

  Somehow he sensed that was the closest thing to a half-truth as he was going to get. “There’s plenty to eat, do you want me to get you something?”

  “No, that’s very sweet of you, but I’m fine. I can wait longer.”

  Lucky’s long lean body appeared blocking out the bright afternoon sun. “He hasn’t eaten has he,” Lucky demanded without waiting for an answer and pulled Priest right out of his chair.

  The bulkier man was tugged behind Lucky protesting all the way. He couldn’t help but laugh at the picture they made. Big, handsome ginger and the tall, skinny, dreaded hippie with thread wraps and beads mixed throughout his locks. If it was the sixties, he swore Lucky would be a poster child for the Hippie masses.

  “When are they going to realize they’re in love?”

  Speaking of the devil, Lily Trenton herself appeared from behind his chair and set down in the seat Priest vacated.

  “You’re setting your sights a little high there, Lily.”

  “My son can’t do any better, he’s a lost cause.”

  He inhaled the subtle scents of hemp lotion and incense, they were always the smells he associated with Lily.

  “I had hopes for my least fucked up child.”

  “What about Lou and Linus?”

  “Oh no, if Lou weren't the splitting female image of her twin I’d think she was adopted and Linus is adopted, he’s languishing in corporate America. Can you imagine the shame?”

  “I’m sufficiently horrified, I bet you can’t even take them to the family reunions.”

  “You do understand, I knew you would,” Lily squealed and kissed him hard and fast on the mouth.

  “You trying to take my man, Lily,” Zerk’s gravelly voice saved him from searching for help.

  He loved Lily, but she was way too affectionate for his comfort some days.

  “Would I do that, if there were even an inkling this fucking sexy man was bi I’d invite him to join Damon and me.”

  Zerk choked out a laugh.

  It was a scary and well-known fact Lily and Damon shared in the occasional threesome, mostly men since Damon had come out as bi the night he and Lily met. The stories were avoided at all cost. His parents were exceptionally open about sexuality, but he didn’t think he could handle them being as open as Lily.

  “I’ve missed you, honey, you don’t come around near enough.” Zerk bent at the waist and kissed Lily’s cheek.

  She took his face into her hands and retreated to study him.

  “You’re even more handsome than the last time I saw you. You’re getting laid, aren’t you? There’s a glow that only incredible, screamin’ orgasms can produce.”

  “You just want details.”

  “Fuck yea.”

  Zerk’s eyes turned mischievous and Landon made a fist, then drew his thumb across his throat.

  “Oh, that’s a new development.”

  Lily was way too astute and fond of announcements.

  “You’re devising scenarios just to fit your dirty mind.”

  “Whatever,” Lily suddenly tugged Zerk down enough to look over his shoulder. “Look at that, I smell future son-in-law,” Her voice went all wicked witch and she darted around Zerk in pursuit of Lucky and Priest.

  “No wonder Lucky is a menace.”

  Zerk chuckled and turned to lower himself into the chair beside him.

  “I sympathized with him more after I met Lily.”

  “True.”

  “You know I keep looking at that sexy mouth of yours.”

  Zerk gaze dropped to his mouth and leaned in slightly. He couldn’t resist licking his lips and Zerk growled.

  “You’re going to start that here.”

  “Ya want to sneak out and head home, because I have a huge problem you need to take care of.”

  He let out a moan/laugh hybrid at Zerk waggling his thick brows.

  “You’re an idiot.”

  “But you find me sexy and irresistible.”

  “I probably have significant mental issues from being raised by my parents and the crews that came before you all.”

  “So you’d have to be crazy to want me,” Zerk asked.

  He sucked his lips between his teeth as Zerk’s bottom lip pouted and started to quiver.

  “If you produce a tear I’ll never trust you again.”

  “How do you think I got so spoiled? Mama fell for them big fat devastated tears.”

  “I’m snitching you out.”

  “She figured it out. She didn’t think I was as cute when I hit sixteen.”

  “Um, I’ve seen your high school pictures, you were kinda—”

  “Hey, I was awkward sexy, you would’ve so gone for me if we’d known each other back then.”

  “I was crushing on the quarterback who didn’t know I existed until I drove my motorcycle to school, then I was the center of attention. Everyone thought it was so cool that I got a bike instead of a car when I got my license.”

  “I’ve seen your high school pictures, you were nerdy sexy, now a hot nerd on a motorcycle,” He hummed obscenely.

  “Perv,” He said with a snort. “Are you burning dinner?”

  “Fuck,” Zerk kissed him quick and then took off towards the grill he’d abandoned.

  He went back to studying Zerk. The public kiss, him asking Lily was she taking his man, maybe it was more as he’d hoped. He was losing his mind. Zerk looked his way and winked while blowing him a flirty kiss. The man was fucking crazy and he adored him.

  “You two are fucking, aren’t ya?”

  Lucky’s chin rested on one of his shoulders and Lily’s on his other, like two demented devils who murdered the rational angel.

  “They so fucking are,” Lily answered Lucky.

  He groaned as they cackled like two evil witches plotting deeds of twisted and epic proportions. He needed new friends.

  11 All Bets are Off

  Zerk laid in bed staring at the ceiling. Twenty-nine hours, that’s how long it was since the incident in the laundry room and yes he was fucking counting. He curled his upper body and threw his legs over the edge of the bed. All bets were off; he was tired of waiting. It was 2 a.m. and his parents were long asleep and needed to be up early to leave for the airport. Getting to his feet, he made his way to the door leaving Herc snoring on his bed. He opened the door and peeked from right to left to make sure the coast was clear. Fuck, he was acting like a teenager sneaking out of the house instead of a grown ass man able to do whatever the fuck he wanted to do.

  Grown or not, he eased out into the hall and closed the door partially. Herc would cause a scene if he were locked in the bedroom. His two-hundred-pound dog throwing a middle of the night tantrum would completely fuck up his plan.

  Stopping at Landon’s closed door, he reached out and turned the knob, pushing it open. He walked inside, locked the door behind him and leaned back against it.

  Landon was sprawled face down with the covers pushed to the foot of the bed. He’d waited so long to the point he’d almost lost Landon. He remembered the years of jealousy when Landon dated someone. All the fucking time he’d put into that train wreck that was Ron.

  With three long strides, he reached the bed and leaned over to press his fists into the mattress. He lowered until he could nip at Landon’s lower back. Zerk stroked his tongue up the valley of Landon’s spine. His man groaned and lifted his hips. He growled as he laid down on Landon and took Landon’s earlobe between his teeth biting down gently.

  “Zerk,” Landon whimpered in his sleep.

  He inhaled the musk of Landon’s skin mixed with the lingering scent of soap. His cotton covered dick rode the crease between Landon’s cheeks. Landon’s slender hand came back to wrap around his nape then upward to fist in his hair. Landon’s rounded ass pushed up to rub against him.

  “I think we need to talk.”

  “Really, it’s the middle of the night and you want to talk—” Landon turned his head, his lips brushing the corner of Zerk’s mouth. “Now?”

  He slipped his left arm under Landon and splayed his hand across Landon’s smooth chest.

  “Yea, now, I gave you a whole twenty-nine hours to think. I figured I was generous giving you that long.”

  “I’m in awe of your—”

  He pressed against the bruises he’d left and Landon moaned. “You should be. On your hands and knees.” He reached over and turned on the lamp, dimly illuminating the room and lifted to sit back on his heels.

  Landon quickly obeyed. He palmed the perfect curves of Landon’s ass and fine hairs tickled his hands. Raising his left hand, he brought it sharply down and the sound of skin connecting filled the room. Landon arched and pushed his hips higher. He repeated on the other cheek, repeating the motions several times soothing between each one until Landon’s skin was red with his hand prints.

  “You look sexy as fuck with my marks on you.”

  Landon writhed and whined unable to keep still. He impatiently shoved his pants down to release his achingly hard dick. Zerk leaned forward to nuzzle the inflamed flesh and abraded it with his thick beard. Landon’s moans and pleas muffled by the pillow. Any other time he’d demand to hear the hungry, desperate cries, but tonight a little restraint was in order. He pressed a biting kiss to the top of Landon’s crease as he forced his ass open until he could peer at the tight, wrinkled hole. Fuck, he wanted inside—now.

  He stroked his thumbs over Landon, felt him clench and then relax.

  “Zerk, quit playing,” Landon ordered and lifted his ass higher.

  “Impatient,” He teased as he pushed the tip of his thumb passed the tight rim.

  “Fuck.” Landon rolled his hips taking more.

  Tight, just the thought of fucking that tight hole caused his cock to twitch and balls to ache. He felt his mouth pull into a smirk. There was something powerful about having a lover completely under your control. He eased from Landon quickly reaching the end of his control.

  “If you don’t have supplies—”

  Landon reached out for the partially open nightstand drawer and pulled until it nearly toppled to the floor.

  “Easy,” He cooed blanketing Landon’s body and loved the sounds his man made. The way he writhed and moved beneath him. He reached into the drawer to remove the lube and a new box of condoms. “Planning ahead?”

  “Wishing like hell.” Landon chuckled and wiggled until he rolled onto his back. “Fuck, I love all this.”

  Slender fingers combed through the hair on his belly and chest, tugged roughly and he settled heavily between Landon’s spread thighs. Their hard cocks notched together trapped between their bellies. Landon’s firm flat stomach conformed to his larger, curved one.

  Landon latched onto the side of his throat, bit and sucked as Landon twisted the bars through his nipples. He growled and ground his hips hard into Landon’s. His cock ached and throbbed, he wanted the clench of Landon around him as he rode the smaller man hard until Landon yelled his name. Begged him for more, begged him to stop, and more than anything he wanted to man completely lost in what he did to him.

  “I remember,” Landon hooked his legs around his thighs. “The day I walked into the shop. All that sexy, hairy perfection, I thought I was gonna come just looking at you.”

  “You barely look—”

  “Oh I looked and lusted, now, we gonna talk or are ya gonna give me that big dick until I can’t walk tomorrow?”

  “Your wish and all that shit.” He lifted to sit back on his heels, he laid the condoms on Landon’s smooth chest, and opened the cap on the slick. He squeezed a bit onto his fingers and started to prepare, but Landon shook his head. The sound of the ripping of the wrapper was loud in the suddenly quiet room.

  Landon expertly smoothed the rubber onto him. A few sharp tugs had his hips jerking forward, he looked down to find Landon smoothing a good amount of lube around his hole.

  “Now, please—”

  His gaze lifted to Landon’s to find his lids heavy and his eyes shimmering. Landon’s chest rose and fell in a quick rhythm.

  “Are you sure?”

  “Oh yea.”

  “I’m gonna go slow so don’t fucking complain.”

  “Would I do that, I finally fucking got you in my b—”

  He pushed the fat head of his cock to Landon’s ass and nudged several times before it popped through the ring of muscle. His hiss and Landon’s whimper sounded in unison. Moving in shallow thrusts, he lifted Landon’s legs to place Landon’s heels on his shoulders.

  “So fucking good,” Landon moaned and lifted his hips.

  He dragged his palms over Landon’s pebbled nipples and leaned forward. Landon tipped his head back and he wrapped his left hand lightly around Landon’s throat. Memorized the quickening pulse as he squeezed gently and slammed his hips forward, splitting Landon wide.

  Landon shook hard beneath him as he set a brutal and punishing pace. Landon’s muscles slammed down around his dick. High-pitched grunts echoed with each hard piston snap of his hips and he felt each one against his palm.

  “Harder, fuck—”

  He squeezed a bit tighter, Landon’s skin was flushed pink and began to mist with sweat. Whatever control he possessed fled in the wake of his need for more.

  “Wrap your legs around my waist, now.” His body bowed with the force of his movements and he lowered his mouth to Landon’s, the kiss was sloppy as their tongues dueled. Nails clawed down his back and painfully sunk into his ass. Landon’s breaths were labored as they came together in a mutual clash of bodies striving for release.

  His size and strength were always kept under control before, but it was impossible with Landon. He’d waited too fucking long—too many years. He released Landon’s throat and slammed his fists into the mattress above Landon’s shoulders. There was no way he could hold back any longer.

  He growled as he pushed Landon’s ass into the bed and rocked him with the snaps of his hips. Drove deeper with each thrust, on one of them Landon’s breathing stalled and a cry froze in Landon’s throat. He repeatedly aimed for that one spot as Landon continued to hold his breath and remained still with his hips canted upward.

  That’s when he knew he had his man right where he wanted him. Landon’s mouth was held wide and his eyes were squeezed shut. He couldn’t take his gaze from him and just as Landon started to throw his head back, he slammed his mouth down onto Landon’s to muffle his scream.

  He worked through the pleasure clenched muscles, forced through the vice like grip until he felt the tingle at the base of his spine. His sac drew up tight and his cock pulsed as he emptied into the condom. His body shook as he growled through each surge of ecstasy and seed that left him. Landon went limp beneath him and still he drew out his own pleasure, then collapsed onto Landon trembling body feeling the quiver of Landon’s thighs against his hips.

  He reached down to hold the condom as he slipped from Landon. He started to roll to the side to relieve Landon of his weight.

  “No, stay.”

  “I’m too fucking—”

  “Heavy, fuck that,” Landon’s embraced him tightly as their sweat slicked skin reconnected. “Fucking perfect.”

  “Doing okay down there?” He pressed kisses to Landon’s throat and shoulder, before tucking his face under Landon’s jaw.

  “No jokes, I’m fucking wrecked, I may never walk again.”

  “That good huh?”

  “Fishing for compliments?”

  “Don’t think I have to.”

  “Damn right you don’t have to. We could’ve been doing this for years.”

  “You seriously been thinking about this since we fucking met?” He planted his forearms on the bed, lifting enough to look down at Landon and stroked the damp hair back from his forehead.

  “Before, I didn’t even know your name and I already mentally had you naked.”

  He brushed his mouth to Landon’s small smile.

  “I was giving off major signals. I practically offered myself up.”

  “You’re the boss’s son and well you are hot like a fucking model.”

  “No, don’t blame my overwhelming gorgeousness on your lack of balls.”