Chapter 5
NIKOLAI
Three days later, Nikolai and the guys finally made it back home to Baton, New Mexico. Being back in their peaceful little corner of heaven always brought a sense of relief. There's a calming and comforting feeling in having a place to call home where everyone knows your name.
In some ways, it reminded him of the small village he used to live in back in Russia before he decided to leave his mother and younger sister to move to America, seeking a better life.
Over the years, he’d tried to persuade his mother and sister to move to the United States as well, but they insisted they were happy living in their tiny village.
His sister had married one of the local farmers, while his mother was content living out her days as a seamstress, mending clothes and caring for the elders in the village who could no longer look after themselves.
So Nikolai stayed alone, joining Marcus and his crew once he moved to New Mexico. They were his family now, living his life in this small and quiet town.
Don’t get him wrong, he loved partying in the city and hitting the clubs every now and then, but he was now in his mid-thirties.
He’d done all the wild parties and weekend sex marathons when he was younger.
It had been fun, it had been wild, but he was at a point in his life where he also appreciated the slower pace of small-town living.
It was here, in this small town, that Marcus and his biker crew, the Shadow Vipers, ran their operation.
The legitimate face of their business was a biker bar called Ride ’em Hard, owned by Marcus. Through this establishment, Marcus laundered his money while maintaining a legitimate front.
Everyone in town was aware that the Shadow Vipers weren’t exactly a follow-the-law type of motorcycle gang.
While everyone knew they dealt in drugs, weapons, and other illegal goods, most didn’t mind looking the other way.
The reality was that Marcus and his crew effectively controlled the town—they protected the community and everyone in it.
If the school needed funding for one of its social programs, Marcus helped organize a fundraiser or street party to raise the money.
If a building needed repairs, Marcus found a construction team willing to fix the issue at a discounted rate. He might have included a favor or two in the contract, but in the end, the building got fixed, the construction crew got paid, and the Shadow Vipers became just a little bit stronger.
That was just how business was done here in the United States. Nothing was free, and everybody was always working an angle.
Stepping into the bathroom, Nikolai turned on the shower and began unbuttoning his shirt. It had been a long ride home, and all he wanted was to shower, crawl into bed, and sleep for days.
He adjusted the temperature before stepping under the scorching hot water.
God, he loved it hot.
He grabbed the soap and began working up a lather, rubbing the bar all over his chest and arms. His muscles ached, and his ass felt like it had been taking a pounding for days. One of the downsides of finishing a long ride was ending up with a sore ass at the end of the trip.
Turning in the shower, he tilted his head back and let the water run down his hair and cascade over his back and shoulders.
Reid.
He still couldn’t believe that Reid was alive. He’d been so sure that the man was dead.
Where had he been all this time? Where did he disappear to?
Reid had been his best friend until he suddenly vanished one night with no explanation.
To be honest, Reid had been more than just his best friend. He had been his… salvation. His savior.
Without Reid, who knows where he would have ended up?
His mind wandered back to the early days when they first met.
“No. Wear the black one,” Reid said from where he leaned against the bedroom doorframe.
“But this one feels better,” Nikolai answered, as he stared at himself in the mirror.
“You’re not here to feel good. You’ve been hired to look hot and make these bitches feel amazing. Mikhail doesn’t give a shit about you or what makes you feel better. Your only job is to make women’s fantasies come true and ensure they keep coming back for more.”
Mikhail was their boss or “manager,” if you preferred a more vanilla term. He wasn’t the head boss, but the man below him who ensured that the big boss got paid. Essentially, Mikhail arranged the dates, collected the money, and told them when and where to be.
Reid pushed away from the doorframe and walked into the bedroom, grabbing the black muscle shirt off the bed.
He stepped up behind Nikolai and started helping him remove his shirt before tossing it on the floor with the other ones Niko had already tried on.
Nothing seemed to fit right.
Pulling the new shirt over Nikolai’s head, Reid stared into his eyes and smiled.
“Just relax. I know this is your first time, but trust me, once you get through your first session, the rest will come easier. Plus, you get to have me tag along on your date. You’re lucky. My first time was with an eighty-year-old woman, alone in her penthouse. Talk about being nervous as shit.”
For Nikolai’s first job, they were entertaining two recently divorced women who were looking to blow off steam and spend as much of their ex-husbands’ money as humanly possible.
The gig was at one of the women’s ten-million-dollar estates.
Mikhail wasn’t kidding when he said that women paid a lot of money to spend a few hours with rock-hard men.
Many had spent years being neglected by their husbands and craved the attention of someone willing to listen.
And, hey, if they were able to share an orgasm or two, no one would be complaining.
Fixing his outfit, Reid slid his hand across Nikolai’s chest.
They were roughly the same age. Both were devastatingly handsome, with gorgeous blue eyes and dashing smiles.
“Just remember, tonight is all about the women. They want to feel special; they want to feel seen. Refill their champagne before it gets too low, compliment their hair or their outfit. Every once in a while, caress their shoulder.”
Reid ran the back of his fingers along Nikolai’s shoulder. He had to admit, he didn’t hate the guy’s touch.
“Women love being touched. They love to feel sexy and needed. Ask them questions, listen to their stories.” Then Reid leaned in so his lips were just inches from Nikolai’s throat. “Kiss them softly on their neck.”
He leaned in and gently kissed the side of Nikolai’s neck.
Nikolai tensed at first. He’d never been kissed by a guy before in his life.
Not wanting to offend his new roommate, he closed his eyes and let himself give in to the foreign sensation.
Feeling Reid’s soft lips on his skin sent shivers down his spine and a warm tingling to his belly.
The man was good. He was gentle, yet focused. Using his other hand, he pulled Nikolai’s head closer to his body.
Reid used his tongue to slowly draw circles along his skin. The movement was subtle, controlled, and sensual. A moment later, his tongue was replaced with his lips once again, and they continued to work their magic.
A soft moan escaped Nikolai’s lips. Eyes still closed, he felt his cock begin to thicken.
What was happening? He’d never felt so aroused.
“Take your time. Go slow. It all adds to the sensuality and heightens the senses, making your clients wet… or hard,” Reid added, letting out a soft chuckle.
He pulled away so he was facing Nikolai once more.
“When it comes time for us to take these women, don’t panic or freak out if they ask us both to fuck them together. Some clients enjoy group play and like switching partners throughout the night.”
The idea that the women might want them to have sex as a group hadn’t even crossed Nikolai’s mind. He was eighteen, and all of his sexual experiences so far had been just one-on-one, consisting of blow jobs and missionary. Was he really ready for multiple partners at the same time?
“How are you with men? Have you ever been with another dude before in bed?” Reid asked, pulling Niko out of his own thoughts.
Nikolai shook his head. He’d only recently started fucking women, and to be honest, he’d never really thought about being with a guy. It wasn’t an option back home in Russia.
“Well, if they ask us to play with each other in front of them, we tell them that it’s extra and then bump up the price by a thousand dollars.”
Nikolai’s eyes almost popped out of his head. “How much?”
Reid took a step back and chuckled.
“Mikhail wasn’t kidding when he called us the ‘Diamond Squad.’ We’re part of an elite service that Mikhail provides. We only get high-end, wealthy clients. Trust me, the more we’re willing to do for them, the more money they’ll throw at us.”
Nikolai nodded, still unsure what he would do if his client asked him to go down on Reid. Was he really ready to suck a dude’s dick?
“Look, I can tell you’re a bit uncomfortable. So if they ask us to fool around, I’ll take the lead and do most of the work. Trust me, I can make it look sexy as hell, and they won’t even be able to tell that you’re a dude-sex virgin.”
“But what about if they want us to fuck?”
“Then you discreetly pop this into your mouth.” Reid reached into his pocket and passed Niko a tiny blue pill. “And I throw a condom on your dick and ride you till you can’t see straight.”
Reid slapped him on the shoulder.
“Don’t worry. Most likely, they’ll just ask us to Eiffel Tower them.”
“Eiffel Tower?” Nikolai asked, his cheeks turning bright red.
“You know, one of us is in her pussy, the other fucking her face? I get that a lot. Women love being ravaged by two horny men at the same time. Plus, it takes some of the attention off us. They’re too distracted by all the dicks and asses to worry about you kissing them or looking away.”
Nikolai stared at himself in the mirror once again. The tight muscle shirt Reid had selected really showed off his bulging biceps and huge pec muscles. The guy really did know what he was doing.
“Feeling better?” Reid asked, standing behind Nikolai as they both looked at each other in the mirror.
“Yes. And thank you… for taking care of me.”
Reid smiled back. “We boys got to stick together.”
That night, while they were both having sex with the women they had been paid to entertain, Nikolai glanced over at Reid, who was busy giving it to his woman doggy style. The man gave him a thumbs-up while sticking out his tongue with a dopey grin on his face.
The dude was an idiot. He was glad that he had someone like Reid to help ease him into this life and show him the ropes.
Blinking away the memory, Nikolai rolled his hand along the length of his cock. He’d built up a nice lather, and it felt great gliding his fist up and down his dick.
He was rock hard as he thought about all those women he and Reid fucked together.
They’d made countless women come. Orgasm after orgasm, they stared into each other’s eyes as they worked together to give each client the orgasm of a lifetime.
They were an amazing team together, always in sync with one another.
Feeling his balls tighten, Nikolai leaned back as he shot his load against the shower wall. Thick white strands painted the tile, reminding him of all the faces he and Reid had coated together.
They never had an unsatisfied customer or a woman who was able to walk straight when they were done destroying her pussy.
Fuck, he missed his boy.
They never did end up fucking each other.
Most of their clients were more than happy to enjoy both of their cocks on their own.
But still, Nikolai always wondered what it would have felt like to have Reid’s lips wrapped around his cock…
taking him all and sucking him deep. He could still feel Reid’s lips on his neck from when he showed him how to make a woman orgasm.
It wasn’t just Reid’s lips that made him a superstar in the bedroom. For being a regular white guy, the man was packing quite the package. There was a reason that Reid was part of the Diamond Squad.
Together, they both made Mikhail and his boss a fuck-ton of money.