Down and Dirty
Genres: Alternative (M/M, Gay), Paranormal, Shape-shifter
Bear shifter Luke Reed is still licking his wounds after a bad breakup. Ally would have made a perfect wife, but their relationship was missing the passion. She was all about the romance, but sometimes a guy just wants to get down and dirty. Now Luke’s sex dreams are getting raunchier, and his costar is always a man. The shifter’s face is hidden, but when Sam Harper shows up in Sanctuary, there’s no mistaking his body.
Sparks fly between Sam and Luke and the sex is orgasmic. But Sam doesn’t want to be Luke’s dirty secret. He wants a commitment. Luke realizes that Sam is the soulmate of his dreams, but he’s afraid of disappointing his family. Can Sam convince him to come out of the closet and take a chance on love?
Luke took a sip of his beer and watched the tall dark stranger spinning his ex around the dance floor. They made a striking couple. Ally’s low-cut top put her ample cleavage on prominent display and made it obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. But it was her partner Luke focused on. He turned to Becca. “Who is that guy dancing with Ally?”
Becca sported a mischievous grin. “Jealous?”
Luke frowned. “Curious.”
“His name is Sam Harper and he’s visiting from Idaho, but he wasn’t living there when we were.”
Still, something about Sam Harper was familiar. He was at least 6’4” and well built. Tight jeans hugged his ass, enhancing every move as he danced, and his unbuttoned shirt revealed a sexy smattering of dark hair between solid pecs. Dark intense eyes and a heavily stubbled face projected a masculine vibe.
Luke remembered all the times Ally had run her hands through his blond hair and raved about his blue eyes. Now she was dancing with Luke’s physical opposite. And Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome had to be a good dancer too, didn’t he? Luke tore his gaze away, but kept returning to Ally and her macho partner.
The beat slowed and the lights dimmed. Ally started to get freaky. She moved her hips in a circular motion. Then she turned her back to her partner and bent her knees in a sexy invitation. He put his hands on her hips, and Ally ground her ass against his crotch.
Surprise made Luke’s jaw drop. He and Ally had two years of backstory, and she had never acted that seductive with him. Yet here she was cozying up to a stranger. Why? Did she want to make Luke jealous? She couldn’t possibly want to get back together. Their breakup had been awful. Most likely, Ally wanted to bolster her ego, or show Luke what he was missing.
If she wanted to annoy Luke because he couldn’t dance, it was working. He would rather have his fingernails pulled out than get on the dance floor. Dancing made him feel self-conscious. He imagined he looked silly and everyone was laughing at him. It had always been hard for Luke to let loose and have fun.
Evidently, this guy had no such problem. He danced as if no one was watching, and he didn’t care if they did. Ally was eating up his sexy moves. She turned to face him, and they started rolling their chests and groins against each other. Ally had a goofy smile on her face, and her moves got more seductive. She licked her lips and eye-fucked the shit out of her partner.
Luke’s eyes popped. He clenched his teeth. Ally never acted that way with him. She must have had too much to drink. She never could hold her liquor.
Suddenly Ally stood on her tiptoes, gripped her partner’s neck, and fastened her face to his.
Ash came over to the bar to grab a beer. He took a sip and chuckled. “Now that’s one hell of a lip-lock.”
That was the last straw. They might not be together anymore, but Luke still felt responsible for Ally. He couldn’t stand by and watch her get into trouble. Luke pushed his way through the crowded dance floor and clamped a hand on the stranger’s shoulder. “What the fuck is going on here?”
Ash sat on the floor between Sam and Luke. He downed his fourth beer and looked from one man to the other. “I don’t know about you guys, but I’m horny as fuck. Anybody interested in buddy bating?”
Inside, Luke cringed. Damn Ash. He had a big libido and a bigger mouth, and when he drank, he’d say or do anything. Luke tried to deflect the conversation. “Sam must be tired. Why don’t we leave and let him get some sleep?”
“Sam’s a big boy. He can speak for himself.” Ash chuckled. “I know you’re a bator, Luke. What about you, Sam?”
“If you’re talking about self-gratification, that would be a yes, but you’ll have to enlighten me about buddy bating.”
Luke felt his face heat. He wished the floor would open up and swallow him where he sat.
“It’s pretty much what it sounds like. Masturbating with a buddy,” Ash said. “Without touching, of course.”
“Of course,” Sam muttered.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. Can this get any worse?
“Luke and I like jacking off together. Watching him stroke that big dick makes me really hot. It doesn’t mean we’re gay,” Ash added quickly.
Evidently, things could get worse, much worse. Luke tried to catch his friend’s eye and warn him to shut the fuck up, but Ash just kept talking.
“We like to get off. Nothing to be ashamed of. We just do what bros do. It’s a bonding thing. It strengthens our friendship.” Ash looked at Sam. “It’ll make you one of the boys. Clear out any bad blood between you and Luke.”
“I’m more of a loner myself, but well, whatever turns you on.”
Ash grinned. “When in doubt, whip it out.” He released his prick and started pumping.
Luke started to get up. “This is crazy.” He looked to Sam for help, but the dark shifter had pulled out his dick and was watching Ash.
Ash’s eyes went wide. “Fuck, Sam, I think your dick is bigger than Luke’s.”
Luke clenched his teeth. No wonder Ash was impressed. The little shit had the smallest prick in the room, but he made up for it with his enthusiasm. He was really getting into it, pumping into his fist and moaning. He looked over at Luke. “What are you waiting for? Need some help?”
Despite his reluctance, Luke felt himself unraveling, a slave to his hormones, like a sow in heat. Hard as steel, his dick had already made up its mind to participate. Growling, Luke unzipped and pulled it out.
* * * *
Sam couldn’t help comparing as he watched Ash stroke his cock. Ash might be big by human standards, but he didn’t measure up here. Sam switched his focus to Luke. He had a beauty, almost as big as Sam’s.
“Oh, fuck. Oh my God!”
Sam and Luke both turned to watch Ash.
“Argh…” Ash’s hand was a blur as he pumped his cock. Suddenly his face scrunched up. “Kaboom!” He shot a geyser toward the ceiling. When it finally stopped, Ash looked dazed. “That’s a wrap,” he said and fell over onto the floorboards. It didn’t take ten seconds for him to start snoring.
Luke and Sam looked at each other and busted out laughing. When the laughter ended, there was an awkward silence.
Still hard, Sam wanted to come. “I think he’s out for the count. Whatta ya say we let him sleep it off and finish this in the backroom?”
Luke hesitated for a few seconds. “Sure, let’s do it.”