Mack puts up with Brad’s flirtatious banter because he doesn’t think there’s anything serious about it. But when Brad goads him into a race, Mack takes the opportunity to find out just how far the younger biker will go when they’re finally alone.

Joy Ride

Mack allowed himself a few slow thrusts,


savoring the warm wetness that worked at him, but he wanted


something more for putting up with this kid’s antics for so long—he


deserved more. Hadn’t Brad said he was ready to back up his talk


with action? And back up he would… Mack pulled his hand free from


Brad’s shorts. Large dark eyes glanced up at him through a shock of


blonde bangs and Mack’s cock slipped from between perfect red lips,


saliva glistening on the hard flesh. “Lower right fairing,” Mack


told him. At Brad’s confused look, he pointed and explained, “A box


of condoms, inside? Unless you’ve changed your mind…”


Before he could finish, Brad was squatting


in the grass, tearing into the compartment hidden inside the


fairing. Mack took a moment to adjust his jeans a bit lower on his


hips before he straddled the motorcycle and lowered himself into


the leather seat. He scooted down to get comfortable, feet planted


Chapter 5