Candy Kiss

by Cameron Riley

  Draven climbed up onto the couch and took Elliot into his arms. Their breathing synced, they closed their eyes and enjoyed the buzzing sensation of the other guy.

  “Jethro will be back next week,” Elliot whispered.

  “Yeah,” Draven said. He loved hearing Elliot’s soft voice post-orgasm. Talking and touching after sex was a new experience to him.

  “Does that mean that we won’t be able to do this?” Elliot said. “When Jethro comes back home, everything’s gonna change.”

  Draven dipped his head and he felt the sensation of crawling in his stomach. He didn’t like to hear Elliot talking about a possibility that things could end.

  “I know we’ll find a way to be together. Don’t worry about it,” Draven said.

  “Maybe we can tell Jethro?” Elliot said. “But I don’t know how he’ll take it. He knows I’m gay.”

  “He’s never spoken to me about it, but I’m sure he knows I’m gay too,” Draven said. “I don’t see why he’d be against us being together.” He lifted his head, needing to see his lover’s face. He never expected to meet a guy like Elliot when he left Good Hope.

  He was distracted by the sweet taste of Elliot’s lips, but his attention was pulled directly to his lower region when he felt a hand slid down his abs to his crotch. Sweet Jesus, he wanted to fuck Elliot badly. So far, both men had given each other blowjobs, but they hadn’t even talked about sex.

  “Let’s go out tonight,” Elliot said, removing his hand.

  “You wanna go to the rooftop again?” Draven asked. “Or for a drive?

  Elliot chewed on his bottom lip and wrinkled his brow. Draven loved when he did this, he thought it made him look so cute.

  “How about we go to a biker bar?” Elliot suggested. “I’ve never been because I always thought it would be too scary, but after meeting you I’d like to check one out.”

  Draven was taken aback by this request, but he quickly agreed. “Sure, no problem. I know one you might like.” He decided to take him to the Devil’s Road Inn, and dismissed the thought that Elliot might feel overwhelmed to see so many bikers.

  “Do you wanna catch up on Orange is the New Black? I’m behind a few episodes,” Elliot said.

  “Sounds great,” Draven said.

  As they watched the show, Draven moved behind Elliot and began to give him a massage. He loved do this whenever they watched shows. Draven found it impossible to stay indoors and watch TV all day, since even staying indoors for too long became a chore. But spending more time with Elliot, he stayed inside for most of the time. During those times he usually busied himself with petting Elliot or massaging him.

  As they sat through another episode of Orange is the New Black, Draven received a text and as he checked it, he saw that it was from Truant.

  Wanna come out

  Tonight?

  We got gr8t news!

  For u

  Draven frowned and replied:

  Cool, I’m going to

  The Devil’s Road

  Inn

  Later. I’ll text U

  When I’m ready.

  Draven put his phone on the table and went back to massaging Elliot. He’d managed to keep his life as a member of the Devil’s Sons and his relationship with Elliot apart. He never wanted both worlds to collide because he saw Elliot as something pure, innocent and unblemished. Elliot made him get in touch with a part of himself that he never thought he could connect with. A gentle side.

  “Hey, I’m relaxed now,” Elliot said. “But it feels like you're the one who might need a massage.” He shifted position and got behind Draven before he could protest and proceeded to massage him.

  “I’m fine. But I love the way your hands feel,” Draven said. “I never knew you could give such good massages.” He felt the tension in his muscles ease away and he started to relax.

  “I know, I’ve been so selfish. I need to tend to you more,” Elliot whispered into his ear, and then kissed his neck.

  They relaxed on the couch for another hour. Draven suddenly didn’t feel like going to the bar, he wanted to keep Elliot away from guys like Truant who might have seemed loyal to him, but they were worshippers of his power and his reputation.

  After Elliot finished massaging him, he hugged Draven from the back as they rested on the couch. They listened to each other’s breathing, enjoyed the other’s warmth and gently tickled each other. They turned off the TV and laid there, wrapping each other in silence.

  Draven didn’t want to be with anyone else. Whether it was a group of guys or an individual, he only wanted to be with Elliot.

  “You know, how about we stay in tonight?” Draven suggested. He heard Elliot take a deep breath from behind him and felt his fingers brush along the hairs of his forearm.

  “We could stay in if you want,” Elliot said. “I don’t mind.”

  “Yeah, I think that would be best. I haven’t been to a biker bar in weeks. A place like that is not good for a guy who wants to lay low,” Draven said. “It’s better that we stay in. Anyway, I much prefer doing this with you to being around a bunch of strangers who want to talk about bikes all night.”

  “Well, when you put it like that,” Elliot said. “It doesn’t sound that exciting.”

  “It’s overrated,” Draven said with a chuckle. He decided he would keep Elliot safe from his past. There was something else lingering in the background of his mind and that was the fear that Elliot might reject him if he heard some of the stories about him. It didn’t matter if they were exaggerated or not, there was always some truth to the stories about him and his club, and he feared that hearing them would make Elliot look at him differently. There was no way he could expose Elliot to the man he was.

  Draven happened to look over at the blank screen of the TV and he caught sight of his and Elliot’s reflections. He saw how they were entangled in each other’s arms. It must have been the angle he was looking at because he couldn’t seem to see where Elliot began and he ended. It made him smirk. It also give him a realization. That he could hide who he was from Elliot.

  Chapter 14

  Elliot

  When they walked into Devil’s Road Inn, Elliot didn’t know what to expect. He tried to ignore the various depictions he’d seen of biker bars in the media because he wanted to keep an open mind.

  Draven led the way and what Elliot saw as they opened the doors seemed both awesome and fascinating. Seventies rock music blared throughout the room. The room was filled with the scariest looking guys he’d ever seen in the area. Huge men with thick beards, some were bald and had so much facial hair that it was hard to tell if they had faces. Even the women wore a leer in their eyes that made them look just as scary as the men. Elliot had to drag his gaze away from bodies covered in tattoos and piercings, which looked sexy and deadly at the same time.

  “What do you think?” Draven asked. He put his hand around Elliot’s waist.

  “I like it. It seems wild, like a scene from a TV show,” Elliot said. As they approached the bar, he noticed that almost everyone in the place nodded or said hi to Draven as soon as they spotted him.

  When they got to the front of the bar, the bartender immediately went over to them.

  “Hey, Draven. What can I get you and your friend?” he asked.

  “What will you be having?” Draven asked

  “Vodka and Coke,” Elliot said.

  They took their drinks and then sat in the corner at the back of the room. Elliot couldn’t believe how popular Draven was, but he found it strange that even though all eyes were on them, and Draven in particular, his eyes rarely left Elliot.

  Elliot got settled in his seat, taking a few sips of his drink as his eyes swept across the room. Other than the tough-looking guys and girls, it looked like a standard bar. Draven told him that his friends were going to join them.

  Elliot ran a hand over Draven’s thigh, and received a gorgeous smile in response. He was aware that Draven wasn’t too sure about them going to the bar, and
he wondered if it was because he was worried that people would stare at them. People had stared at them, but it was with admiration. No one seemed care that Draven held him affectionately.

  He couldn’t see a reason why Draven would be worried, but then a few guys entered the bar and scanned around before they saw him. The two men made their way over to their table, and it was at that point that Elliot recognized the two men from the first time he saw Draven in the bar. Elliot also noticed that Draven had suddenly became tense.

  “Hey, man. Good to see you’ve finally decided to come around here,” one of the men said.

  “I’ve been really busy,” Draven said. “Elliot, this is Mickey and Truant. Boys, this is the reason why I’ve been preoccupied for all these weeks.”

  Mickey leered at Elliot as he shook his hand, and Truant gave him a cursory glance before turning his attention back to Draven.

  “We’ve got great news. We’ve found the guys who lit you up, man,” Truant said. But before he could continue, Mickey nudged him and he fell silent. “Yeah, we’ll talk about that later. We got some serious payback planned. They’re gonna be sorry motherfuckers.”

  “We’ll, I’m not about that anymore,” Draven said.

  Both men glanced at each other and gazed at Draven with confused looks on their faces.

  “What do you mean?” Mickey asked. “Especially when you hear the news we have, and your brother is gonna wanna hear this.”

  “Tell me,” Draven said.

  “Here? In front of him?” Mickey asked, surprised.

  “Yes.”

  “Okay, well. We found out that one of the guys who shot you lives around these parts,” Truant said. “We thought you’d like to take a group of us and get some payback.”

  Elliot reacted by placing a hand over Draven’s clenched fist, it was horrific to hear that he’d been shot. He sensed that Draven was angry.

  “Come on, don’t tell me you’re not—” Mickey began to say.

  “That’s enough, man. I don’t want to get involved, and I don’t need anyone else to get involved. I want to put it all to rest,” Draven said. “Since moving here I’ve realized that I’m gonna be leaving the club. I’ll let my brother know.”

  Draven never gave the guys time to respond, he got to his feet and Elliot followed him. Both guys looked shocked.

  “Did you really mean that?” Elliot asked when they were out of the bar.

  “Yes,” Draven said. “I love you. I can’t recall a time when I’ve been this happy.”

  Elliot was dreaming. He couldn’t find another explanation for it. Draven had told him that he loved him. They went back to Jethro’s house and walked up to Draven’s bedroom. Both men fully intended on having sex. And the thought made Elliot excited.

  Keep calm and cool, he told himself.

  “Tomorrow, I wanna tell Jethro about us. Are you okay with that?” Draven asked.

  “That sounds like a great idea,” Elliot said.

  As soon as they got to the bedroom, Draven fell to his knees and fumbled with Elliot’s belt, eventually freeing his cock. Elliot closed his eyes and got lost in the warmth of Draven’s mouth. He groaned and tangled his hand in Draven’s hair. As the other man sucked harder, Elliot thrust forward gently. His heart was pounding, the pleasure flooding his cock made him so dizzy, his head spun.

  “Let’s fuck,” Draven said, pulling his mouth off Elliot’s cock.

  They sat on the bed and started to remove their clothes, and just seeing Draven’s body, Elliot’s head became even dizzier. His boyfriend was such a physical specimen. When Elliot was completely naked, the tips of Draven’s fingers lightly stroked his cock.

  “That feels good,” Elliot said. The thought of Draven being the first person inside him was an intimacy too good for his imagination. But now he squirmed at the man’s touch and was filled with pleasure as anticipation began to build. He laid back on the pillow. Draven grabbed another pillow and placed it under his hips. Elliot’s body tingled as the other man’s eyes feasted on him.

  “We’re gonna need lube,” Draven said. He reached beneath his bed and brought out a bottle. He poured it into his hand. “I’m just gonna get you ready.”

  “I can’t wait,” Elliot said. As he closed his eyes, he felt Draven’s wet fingers press against his entrance and massage into him. Next one finger slid into him, which caused a little pain. He used his thumb to touch the sweet spot below his testicle, causing Elliot to moan and squirm.

  “Are you ready?” Draven asked, positioning himself between Elliot’s opened legs. He brushed a finger over the head of Elliot’s cock.

  “I’m ready,” Elliot panted. He didn’t have long to wait before he felt Draven enter him. He wailed in pleasure as the cock pushed deeper into him. “I’m going to cum, I’m so close.”

  He felt Draven’s warm grip around his cock, and throwing his head back, he bit his lip as his cock spasmed. Draven’s slicked-up hand stroked him mercilessly, and their panting and moaning filled the room.

  “I’m going to cum,” Draven said.

  Just as Draven said those words, Elliot felt his own cock spurt all over his stomach. They came together. Everything disappeared into a haze of bliss. Both men laughed softly.

  “That was great,” Elliot said.

  “Well, I’ve got to say that the two of you make a great couple.” Jethro said as he got out of the car.

  They picked up Jethro from the hospital that day, and told him that they were seeing each other. He looked so happy after he heard the news and not the least bit surprised. He offered to take them out for a meal as soon as they got back. Both guys accepted.

  Elliot also called his dad and told him that he was dating Draven. His dad responded by saying that Draven should come to dinner and if Elliot wasn’t ashamed of Draven, he’d bring him around to the house. Draven gladly took Elliot’s dad up on his offer.

  As they got out of the car when they reached Jethro’s house, Draven put his arm around Elliot and kissed him.

  The End

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