Midas
Summer break is almost over. My boys- Odin and Zeus- and I have been living it up this summer. Soon, we start our senior year of high school. This is the last summer we could do anything we wanted to. Partying. Sex. Chaos. The shit that we revel in. That is what life should be about anyway. Getting fucked up. Fucking anything willing. Fucking shit up.
Going back to Fallingbrook High is not something that I wanted to do. I don’t need an education; it is not like I ever planned to do anything else in my life. I am where I want to be, and nothing will change that.
Our Dads have been members of the Kings of Chaos MC our entire lives. My boys and I have grown up with this lifestyle. It is all I have ever known, but I wouldn’t want my life any other way. We haven’t become members yet. Our fathers stated that we couldn’t join until after high school. Some bullshit rule they made when we were younger. It used to be that at eighteen, you could become a prospect, but for us, they changed that. Not that it overly matters. People still know who we are and not to fuck with us.
I have never had to worry or wonder where I would be going in life or how I would survive. I will be set for life. My father paved a path for me that I plan to continue down. Nothing in this world could stop me from achieving my goals.
High school is the only wrench in my plan- so far. I wanted to drop out this year. My father would only allow us to join if we finished our last year. His original terms were that I had to finish college, but I refused. It was the only battle I had ever won against my father. I learned quickly as a child never to argue or fight my father. It was a painful lesson.
Fallingbrook is a charming small town. Or at least, that is what the welcome sign says when you drive into town. It is one of those places where you blink, and you miss it. Everyone knows everyone. People rarely move here. The locals all know who we are. They don’t know what the club gets up to, which is better that way. Of course, they know the smalls stuff. There is no way to hide it all. Many do not agree with what we do, but they know we do more good than harm to the community.
There is not much to do here. There are only a handful of mom-and-pop shops along the main drag and many forests and lakes. It is private and peaceful. It is just the way I like it. No one disturbs us here.
If you want more, you drive to Richmond. The “big city” is only about a forty-five-minute drive north from here. The MC doesn’t go into the city, unless we have to. The beef between us and the Shadow Brotherhood is lethal. It has been that way for the last six years. We used to have peace between us, but that all changed when the previous leader died. It became an all-out war after that. No one ever told us what happened, but the Brotherhood blamed the MC. They declared war that day, and there has been constant bloodshed since. We each stick to our own turf.
My boys and I will rule this town one day. Who needs more than that? As long as I have them and willing pussy, I will be content for life. Settling down and finding an old lady is the last thing I want. I will probably be just like my dad and end up knocking up some random chick to get my heir. Unlike him, I will not be nineteen when that happens. Hell, I don’t even want to be younger than forty before I think about that. I plan to live a long, adventurous life before I fuck my life up with an ankle biter. Fuck waking up all hours of the night and changing shitty diapers. Who honestly thinks of that as a fun time? Not me. I plan to live my life to the fullest before I ruin it.
It is Saturday night. We are throwing a party at our warehouse. The place is packed to the limit tonight. With little to do in this town, everyone hopes to get in. We throw parties every weekend, much to my father’s dismay. We own this building, but my dad likes to use it for storage for the club. The number of weapons and drugs here could rival the cartel.
Enough of the rich assholes from Richmond come here to party. We are just as dangerous as the Brotherhood, but they have more anonymity here.
Dirty Mind by Boy Epic is blasting through the sound system. The bass is so loud you can barely hear the person beside you. The strobe lights decorate the dancefloor with assorted colors. Half-naked girls that are high and drunk are dancing and grinding on any willing dick.
I look out at the raging crowd below us. My arms are on the railing as I lean over to look down at my people. Odin and Zeus are beside me, watching the depravity below. All the kids from Richmond have more money than brains, especially when they are intoxicated. Guys are looking to spend a ton of cash in the hopes of getting some poor girl drunk or high enough to sleep with them.
Selling and dealing is a lucrative business, especially how we do it. We learned long ago the lengths and prices people are willing to pay to get what they want. We double the street price and pocket the difference. We then split that three ways and make a killing. The club then gets their cut, which they divide between them all. It is the perfect system.
This is not exactly legal. I mean, we are selling drugs, but no cops would dare shut us down. Then again, the local sheriff is on our payroll. The sheriff makes a small fortune in hush money from my dad and me. My dad pays him to keep his guys out of jail. I pay him to keep my secrets from my dad.
Looking down, I see guys doing lines of coke off naked girl’s tits. Clouds of weed smoke permeate the air with its potent scent. Sound of bottles banging on tabletops as people drink until they black out. Faint sounds of girls moaning while being fucked in front of everyone.
This is the life.
I look down at my kingdom and feel this odd sense of pride. The mayhem is what I crave. It is where I rule.
The boys and I push off the railing and head downstairs to the party, our eyes scanning, watching everyone around us. Girls abandon the guys they are with, hoping for a shot at us tonight. I have never found a girl who can take everything I want to give. I feel like a girl like that is a fucking unicorn. If I did find her, I would lock her in a cage and never let her go. I may not want to settle down permanently anytime soon, but if she came into my life, I would force her to stay until I was ready.
Odin lights a joint while we walk through the crowd. No one seems to be catching his attention tonight. Zeus chugs his beer, his face its usual blank stare. He does not care who we pick. Odin is not as fussy as I am, but I have standards—most of the time.
A pretty brunette in a black mini skirt that barely covers her ass and a blue crop top walks past us. She sways her hips dramatically as she walks, hoping to get our attention. Valerie, the resident queen bee and a total bitch. The popular girl who feels like she deserves the world.
She has been trying to get one of us to date her for years. She knows the rules. We do not date. I never have and never will. I”ve screwed her from time to time when I needed to get my dick wet. She is a sloppy lay and terrible at giving head. She may not be into everything we are, but she is the closest we have found. She will take what we give her, even if she does bitch about it enough.
I guess she will have to do it tonight.
I whistle loudly to get her attention. Her eyes shine with lust and triumph, thinking her pathetic little display is what secured her a night with us. The reality is I am too horny to keep looking. She sashays her way over to us, trying to look sexy.
I look over to Odin. His eyes assess her, debating if she is who he wants. He looks at me and shrugs his shoulders, not caring. I look at Zeus, already knowing how he feels. He wants to get off and go about his business. He continues drinking his beer, looking right through her as she stands in front of us.
“Hey, Midas.” Her annoyingly high and fake voice is trying to be sexy, but is far from it.
“Valerie.” I purr back to her. I never have had to put the effort in if I did not want to. She is always down to fuck. Most of the time, I don’t even bother talking to her. I usually grab her and push her down to her knees. She stays quiet that way.
“Are you going to fuck me tonight, Midas? Or do I finally get all three of you this time?” Her eyes track over all of us with excitement. We have never fucked her at the same time before. That is her holy grail.
She doesn’t beat around the bush. Some might find that attractive, but she makes it seem beyond desperate. Valerie has always been a leech, looking for the perfect person to suck dry. She decided a long time ago that it was us. Valerie knows that we have money and power, her two favorite things. We are the rulers of this small slice of paradise, and she wants to be queen.
I look at my boys. Odin is wearing a sadistic, crazy smile that makes most grown men quiver in fear. Zeus stays blank. He may not enjoy much in life, but he does enjoy sex. He gives me an almost unnoticeable nod in agreement.
I circle her. Valerie straightens up and looks at me with longing. She seductively licks her top lip. I gently stroke my knuckle down her cheek to her throat. She closes her eyes and moans at my touch.I grab her throat and squeeze until there isn’t any more oxygen in her lungs. She claws at my hands as she almost passes out. Only when I see her eyes start to close, do I let go of her. Her eyes become hooded, enjoying the power I wield.
We lead her upstairs to the spare bedroom that we have here. We never sleep here, but it does see a lot of action. The room is spacious. A king-size bed, a leather wingback chair, a bench, and a Saint Andrew’s cross occupy most of the space. There is also a massive wardrobe full of miscellaneous toys, whips, paddles, crops, blindfolds, and restraints.
I toss her to the floor, then sit in my chair, spreading my legs wide, and point to the ground before me. Obediently, she crawls over and kneels before me, just like a dog.
“Look at you. Just a bitch in heat hoping for a cock to fill you. Is that what you want? A cock to fill your holes?” I grasp her chin and pull her in closer to me. Her eyes widen, she nods. I growl at her. “Words.”
“Yes, Midas.” She breathes out.
“Undo my pants. Take out my cock. Choke on it.” I grit out.
She eagerly undoes them and shimmies them down my thighs before pulling my cock out of my boxers. She licks her lips before she slides the head of my cock in her mouth. She flicks her tongue against the tip, teasing it until I thrust into her mouth. Her eyes go wide, not expecting me to move. She starts bobbing her head up and down, but not deep enough for me. I want her to gag and choke on my dick until she cannot breathe. I wrap my hand around her hair and push her down until I reach the back of her throat. She screams around my length, trying to push herself off me. I shove her head down further until she gags. Her throat constricts around my dick, and I let out a satisfied groan.
When she looks like she is about to vomit on my lap, I pull her off. She grasps her throat and inhales oxygen like she has never breathed before. I roll my eyes at her dramatics. I release her hair, and she scrambles away from me.
Zeus walks up behind her and pets her head in a comforting manner. He removed his pants at some point while she was pathetically choking on me, leaving him only in his boxers and shirt. She looks up at him like he is her knight in shining armor. Her eyes peer over to Odin, a wicked glint in his eye that makes Valerie shudder under his gaze. He gets off on fear.
Without warning, Zeus grabs her hair and pulls her towards him. She flails as he moves her closer to him. He pulls his dick out of his boxers and impales her mouth. She tries to pull away from him, but he will not let her go. Roughly fucking her mouth, taking what he wants and needs. He does not relent or stop despite her scratching his thighs until he is bleeding. He lets out an animalistic grunt and comes down her throat. He pulls her off his dick. Valerie coughs and spits his load down her chin and onto the floor.
I get up and walk over to her. “Are you making a mess? Bitches should know better. You are going to clean it up. Lick his jizz off my floor.” My voice was so dark, brokering no argument from her.
She looks at me like I have three heads. I nod to Zeus, and he pushes her head to the ground. She tries to scramble away. When will she ever learn that we always get what we want?
“I said lick, bitch.”
Tears start to flow from her eyes, and her body shakes. I don’t know if it is from fear or if she is turned on, but she obeys. Her tongue peaks out of her mouth, and she licks up Zeus’s come from the dirty floor. Silent tears fall from her eyes. My cock gets harder with each tear. I know it is fucked up to get hard from tears, but I don’t care.
When she finishes, Zeus pulls her back up and tosses her to Odin. He drags her over to the bed and pulls out a condom from his pocket before stripping. Odin frees his cock and lies down on the bed. He slides the condom down his length before dragging her on top of him. He impales her on his length. Valerie screams out in pain before mewling like a dying cat.
“Ride me, dog.” He grunts out. She starts to move but barely does more than move back and forth. She is horrible at riding dick. “Midas, get in on this.”
I grab a condom and a bottle of lube for the wardrobe and walk over to the bed. I quickly put the condom on and pour a generous amount of lube on my cock. Odin grabs her hips and stops her movements. He pulls her down on his chest, presenting her ass to me. She tries to kiss him, but he claps his hand over her mouth. We do not kiss. Girls get too needy and attached when you kiss them.
“Please. Midas. Fuck me.” Valerie whines behind Odin’s hand.
I press the head of my cock against her tight hole. I press forward inch by inch. She whimpers and groans, the noises making me softer. I want to gag her so I can get off without having to listen to her anymore. When my cock is fully sheathed in her, I start fucking her. Not giving her a second to adjust to both of us. I know she is enough of a whore and is used to this already.
We do not do slow and gentle. Our pace is unrelenting as we both drive into her until she is screaming and crying. I lean over and lick the tears off her cheek. Her sadness tastes so good. I start picturing anything else to make me come faster. The less time with her the better. I pump a couple more times before I come.
I pull out of her tight ass and toss the condom in the garbage. Odin pulls his dick out and rips the condom off, and tosses it on the floor. He moves her off him and pushes Valerie’s head down on his dick. He fucks her mouth until he is coming down her throat.
“Swallow.” He growls to her. Reluctantly, Valerie does. Coughing and gagging as she swallows like it is disgusting to her.
“All right. Get your shit and get out.” I start putting my clothes back on.
I grab a joint from my pocket and light it up. I take an inhale and blow the smoke in Valerie”s face. Her jaw drops. She looks at me like she expected cuddles or some shit after what we just did. I raise my brow at her. She knows how this works. I only fuck. I don’t do that lovey bullshit after. If she wants someone to cuddle and take care of her, she is in the wrong place.
Valerie stares at me before grabbing her clothes off the floor. She slowly puts them on, looking at the three of us as she does. Odin is still on the bed, naked. His cock hanging between his legs. Zeus, fully clothed, is sitting down in my chair. Neither of them looks at her. She huffs out angrily and runs out the door. The door slams shut behind her as I take another toke of my joint.
“That pussy was mediocre at best.” Odin remarks. I grab his pants from the floor and whip them at him. He laughs as they hit his face. I roll my eyes and turn away. I do not have a problem seeing them naked, but that does not mean I want to see them more than I must.
“She sucks at head too.” Zeus groans. He walks over and plops down on the bed beside Odin. I pass the joint to Odin and take the chair Zeus just vacated. I like to think of it as my throne.
“Whatever. Pussy is pussy. It does not have to be good. Just has to listen and get me off.” I remark.
They chuckle at my comment, clearly agreeing with me. We have never been the type of guys to care about more than sex. Feelings make shit too complicated, and my life is complicated enough as is. Dealing with my dad is more than enough bullshit, and lately it has gotten worse. I don’t know why the sudden insufferable change in him happened, but it’s something that occupies more of my time than I would like.
My dad has always been an asshole, but lately he has ramped it up. Same with Odin and Zeus’s dads. There is more going on with them then they lead on.
“You guys ready for school to start?” Odin asks while taking a long inhale.
“Fuck no,” I reply. “The last thing I want is to go back there.”