Chapter 2

Casper

Sitting in the clubhouse drinking a beer, I watch the guys partying it up. They are having a great time drinking, shooting pool, fuckin with the bunnies. I love my life. These are my brothers right here. I would do anything for them.

I’m the Secretary of the Blazing Skulls MC. I take care of the books for all our businesses. And when I’m not doing that, I am here hanging with the brothers or riding my bike.

Nothing like riding with the wind in your face. Just about the best feeling there ever was. Well, almost.

I’ve been with the BSMC since it started. Before meeting the guys, I was just wandering my way through life on my bike, never staying in one spot too long. Not sure what I was looking for, but not finding it either, until I met the boys, and it all just fell into place with me.

When we decided to start up our own MC, we did whatever we could to earn money because we knew we wanted to have a mostly legit club. After earning what we needed, we tapered off doing the dangerous shit for the most part.

We still do some runs here and there to stay current, but for the most part, we just run our regular businesses.

In another life, I was an accountant. I worked for a major company and made plenty of money. I left it all behind when my parents and little brother were killed by a drunk driver. I lost my whole world that day.

It suddenly became unimportant. I sold my place and theirs, got rid of all the fancy shit, and took off on my bike. I decided right then that I didn’t want that life anymore and walked away. I don’t regret any of it, other than losing my family.

My little brother was in high school when I was twenty-five.

He was going to make it big in baseball.

They were coming back from a game when a lifted pickup truck crossed the center line, hitting them head-on.

They all went over an embankment and rolled to the bottom.

They all died instantly. Well, all but one.

The bitch of it all was that the drunk guy who hit them made it with only minor injuries. He spent twenty years in prison before getting out. Mainly because he had done it before, several times getting busted for drunk driving.

The first thing he did when he got out was to go to the bar and grab a drink. So, I made sure his next accident was his last, and that no one else was involved in the accident.

I don’t regret that either. The guys, they have my back. They knew he wouldn’t last for long after he was released. They’ve been there to help me through some of the rough days. I’ve found in them what I was missing when my family died.

Watching the brothers, I sit and ponder my life. I’m feeling a little melancholy.

I’m getting kind of old for this shit. I love my brothers, and I love having some beers with them. I don’t love all the partying like I used to. The girls are getting to be too much, touchy-feely and shit, pushy. I don’t like to be touched.

They all try to get my attention, but I only use them to get my dick wet. I don’t have any desire to claim someone who has had all my brother’s dicks in them. No thanks. I’d rather be single for the rest of my life.

They try it with all the brothers. Especially if they have been here for any length of time. They think we would overlook the fact that they’ve spread their legs for everyone. And they can get pretty catty fighting over us sometimes, too.

Speaking of catty, Shelly walks over and presses her tits into my arm.

“Hey baby, do you want to have some fun?” She purrs like it’s a turn-on to me. It’s not.

“No thanks, Shelly. Go find someone else.” I won’t encourage this crazy bitch.

She pouts for a minute before looking around and spotting Hydra. Seeing her eyes light up, I know that bitch is aiming for a patch from the Prez. Won’t happen. I could tell her that, but she won’t listen. He’s already so far gone for Gemini that he can’t see anyone else. As it should be.

She saunters off straight towards Hydra.

I grin to myself. Better him than me. She’s a fucked up crazy bitch.

Then I feel another arm come around me, rubbing on my chest. Looking back, I find Jaycee holding on to me.

“What can I do for you, hon?” I say as I turn, breaking her hold.

“I just thought you might want someone different than Shelly. Would you like me to suck your cock?” She bats her eyes up at me.

“Why not, hon. Don’t mind if I do get my dick sucked.” I mean, since she is offering and it’s been a while, why not?

We all seem to like to fuck out in the open. Some of us get off on watching others go at it, while others get off on being watched. Some of the brothers even like to share. It’s pretty fucked up finding a club full of us kinky bastards, but here we are. Doubt it will change either.

She drops to her knees in front of me and undoes my belt and jeans, sliding my cock out of my pants, stroking it up and down to get me hard. She hums before licking the tip. Jaycee is like a Hoover. She sucks me down so hard I see stars.

I can almost forget she’s a bunny right now. Almost.

It’s been a while since I’ve let any of the girls touch me, so I’m ready to blow in no time. I take control. Holding her by the hair, I start fucking her face in steady strokes. My pace increases as I get closer.

Hitting the back of her throat, I tell her, “Open wider and swallow me down. It won’t be long before I’m coming.”

She opens wider and soon my cock is halfway down her throat.

It’s feeling pretty fantastic right about now.

I pick up the pace, barely giving her time to breathe, before I start feeling the tingling running down my spine.

Throwing my head back, I thrust deep, holding myself still as I come long and hard, gagging her.

Finally spent, I look down at her, my cock still all the way in her mouth, tears running down her face. Slowly, I pull out and tuck myself away, helping her stand up.

“Thanks, darlin’. I needed that. Been a while.”

Turning away, I take another sip of my beer.

“Casper, don’t you want to fuck me now?”

“No, hon, I don’t. I’m sure one of the other guys will take care of you, though.”

She huffs and stomps off.

Finn laughs after I turned back to the bar.

“That girl is after you, man.”

“No way. She just wants a little action, and I didn’t give it to her.”

“I’ve seen her watching you. Like just now. She watched Shelly come up to you. I could see the calculated look in her eye as she watched you turn Shelly down. I’m telling you now, she is totally after you. Mark my words.”

“Alright, then make sure you remind me the next time I decide to let my dick out to play. No sense in making more issues for myself.”

“You got it, man.” Finn hurries away to get more beer on ice.

Turning back to the room, I find myself watching everyone and how they interact with each other. I know I do this a lot, but I like to understand how their minds work.

Although with this crowd, I wouldn’t say it was their minds working. More like their dicks speaking for them.

I’ve always been told I’m on the spectrum, which would explain why I don’t usually like people touching me. But I’m also smart as fuck, so I don’t know if they were lying or if that’s part of it. I’ve never had an official diagnosis, so I guess it doesn’t really matter.

I do know I can be abrupt, which can come out as if I’m being a dick to people. Whatever it is, I’ve been like this my whole life. Some people take me, and others leave me.

My brothers are good with me, though, and that’s really all that matters. I can’t be everyone’s cup of tea.

Finishing up my beer, I decide it’s time for my bed. I have an early run in the morning and have no more need of staying down here now that my dick got some relief.

I wave as I head out of the common room and up to my room. It may not be much, but I have a room and a bathroom to myself. It’s enough for me.

Some people might find it stifling living in a place with a bunch of other men and a few women. We all have our faults, but I wouldn’t want to live anywhere else. Here, I know we all take care of each other.

When I need a break, I ride my bike to clear my head.

I settle into bed after my shower and start to wonder what it would be like to have my own woman. Would it bother me to have someone in my space all the time? I don’t really know the answer to that. I’ve never liked people in my personal space. My room is sacred to me.

But when I think about Cutter with Kaylynn and Hydra with Gemini, I try to place myself in their shoes. I feel like it would be nice to have someone I could talk to at the end of the day. Someone I could share things with.

I doubt there is anyone out there who would be interested in me. I am a little fucked up.

It would be a challenge with my different sensory issues. I know I can get into my head a lot, too. But who knows. Maybe there is a unicorn. I laugh at my lame thoughts.

Pushing them aside, I roll over and go to sleep.

***

The sun shining and the wind in my face, I fucking love the ride. Nothing makes me feel freer. The run we had only took two hours, so we were back early.

Now we are heading to Mama Sally’s diner to meet up with Gemini’s foster mom. I guess they haven’t seen each other in a long time. I’m sure we will be there for a bit so they can catch up.

We all have interconnecting Bluetooth headsets so we can talk to each other on a ride. We fancy-like.

I hear Hydra telling Gemini to stop or she’s gonna get fucked on the side of the road with us all watching. But she keeps doing whatever it is he told her not to. My cock twitches behind my zipper.

“Baby! Stop or you will have a whole crew of people watching as I pound into your sweet cunt. And we will one hundred percent be late meeting with Mary. This is your final warning. I don’t care if they watch me fuck you.

They can’t touch, but it would turn me on with them watching us. That what you want?” He tells her.

“I might like that,” she says.

We all chuckle at her admission and hear her gasp. I guess she just realized we could all hear her.

Pulling into the parking lot, we get off our bikes when Hydra motions for us to watch as he takes her around the corner.

We all place ourselves around the building so no one can come over to see what’s going on. We can hear her getting fucked and it makes my dick twitch a little more.

None of us would ever lay a hand on her, sexually or otherwise, none of us are interested that way. But being able to listen or watch anyone fuck is my thing.

She’s a loud thing too, even knowing Hydra has her mouth covered.

After they finish, we head inside to grab tables.

Tiny and I sit together a few tables over from where they are sitting, while Rosco and Chase take up another table to the other side.

No one will think about messing with our Prez, but more so, no one will mess with Gemini and her mom while we are here.

Suddenly, Gemini squeals and pushes Hydra out of the booth. She scrambles to get out and runs to the door.

Looking over, I freeze in my half stance as I was getting out of my booth.

The most beautiful woman is walking in the door.

Auburn hair just past her shoulders, curling up in spirals, framing her face, the face of an angel.

She’s a little thing, like she would blow over in a stiff wind.

I can make sure she eats right and gains some weight.

I’m struck dumb at my thoughts. I don’t know what has gotten into me. My legs are weak, and I sit back down.

Tiny is laughing his ass off at me.

“Fuck you, Tiny,” I tell him, which only makes him laugh more.

Looking back at the two girls, I see them hugging, tears rolling down their cheeks. Growling, I want them to stop.

Hydra flips the guys off behind his back because they are snickering about the tears. I just want to make it stop. I can’t stand seeing tears on her face. I feel the need to punch something.

They go over to their booth and sit down. Soon the food comes out and we are all eating. I can’t take my eyes off her. She is barely eating, more like pushing it around on her plate.

“Why don’t you go over and talk to her, Casper?” Tiny asks while he’s watching me watch her.

“She hasn’t seen Gemini in a long time. I don’t want to interrupt that for them. They need to have the chance at reconnecting.”

“I’m sure they would be fine with it.”

Next thing I know, Prez is calling me over. So, I get up and head to their table.

“What’s up, Prez?”

“I’d like you to meet Mary, Gemini’s mom. Mary, this is Casper.”

Mary’s face is flaming, and I’m looking down at her trying to figure out what she is doing.

“Nice to meet you, Mary,” I state, but my voice is gruff when I say it.

“N... nice to meet you too, Casper,” she whispers back to me.

Even her voice gets to me.

“Have a seat, Casper.”

“Thanks, Prez. Don’t mind if I do.”

Dropping down into the booth next to Mary, I crowd her into the corner. She’s even tinier sitting next to her.

“Eat up. You can’t get any better than Mama Sally’s food. It’s amazing. You’re too little. We need to put some meat on your bones.”

Mary gasps. Gemini giggles. Hydra palms his face. What did I say?

When we finish breakfast, Gemini and Mary head to the bathroom, so I follow Hydra to pay the bill. “What were you thinking, criticizing Mary that way? Totally surprised she didn’t punch you straight in the dick.”

“I’m just trying to take care of her. She needs to eat. Did you see how skinny she is?”

“Women don’t want to hear about all their flaws, Casper. Cheese and fucking rice!”

“What the fuck? Now you’re saying that too?”

“Clearly, it has merit,” he says, shaking his head.

Mary and Gemini come walking back out of the restroom. I walk over to them and take Mary’s hand, pulling her outside with the rest of the guys. Mary tries to tug her hand back, but I keep it secure in mine.

Mary and Gemini hug, making plans to see each other soon. Then Hydra came over and hugged Mary.

Growling, I pull her away and into my side.

“Fucking A, Casper! Quit being a little bitch!”

“Fuck off!” I glare at him. His lips twitch, but he doesn’t laugh, the asshole.

The others have no such qualms. They laugh their asses off. I turn my glare to all of them.

They each step up to meet Mary. She’s gracious to each of them. She keeps shooting daggers my way, though. I’m not sure why.

“Come on, time to go. Mary, do you want us to follow you home?” Hydra asks.

“I got her,” I say, talking over the denial she was about to spew. She gasps, turning her glare at me.

“Let’s go, babe. We need to get you home.” I tell her, hustling her to her car. Taking the keys, I open the door for her and help her get settled with her seatbelt wrapped around her. Shutting the door, I get on my bike and follow her out of the parking lot.

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