Seeking Sanctuary by J. P. Oliver

Author:J. P. Oliver [Oliver, J. P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-16T05:00:00+00:00

13

Victor

When Adrian’s legs finally started working again, we took the bike back to my place.

By then, it was late—probably around eleven—but not outrageously. Adrian, despite having what he sheepishly admitted was the best blowjob of his fucking life, wasn’t so exhausted once we got riding, trailing through the mountains back through town, up the other side of the valley to where my house was nestled.

Hugging against his back, my own cock had settled down. We didn’t fool around much after he came, which was fine with me—though Adrian insisted he’d get me back good. I didn’t mind, though. Being with him was just really nice, no matter what we were doing. I was starting to like him… a lot, actually.

We shared secrets on that overlook; things I’d never detailed to anyone before.

Plus, I just liked the little things about him. The taste of him, how he kissed, the arch of his body and his whimpering voice as he was about to come; the way he called his Harley “she” and “baby,” the things we had in common, the stark differences between us.

“You can park her in the garage overnight,” I told him as we slowed up my street. The porchlight welcomed us as we stopped, and I lugged the aluminum door up. “Not sure if it’s supposed to rain and I don’t want her to—”

“Holy. Fuck.”

I paused, watching as Adrian tore off his helmet and wheeled his bike inside. He nudged the kickstand, but his eyes were occupied with something else: my bike, propped up in the corner by my tools.

He ran his hand over the seat, the handle, before turning to me like an excited kid.

“What the fuck is this?” he asked. “You didn’t tell me your bike was a fucking Harley Sportster, you asshole.”

I chuckled, standing next to him to admire it. “You like it?”

He punched me in the arm. “I’m going to strangle you for this, Victor, I mean it.”

“Well, don’t get too excited,” I huffed. “She doesn’t work, like I said.”

“She just needs some TLC, isn’t that right?” he asked, petting the seat like it was a beloved pet. The way he was acting around it, though, he seemed truly starstruck. “Where did you even find one of these?”

“My dad,” I said, nudging a button on the wall to shut the garage. “It was his and he passed it down to me when he thought he was getting too old for that shit. Plus, Winston was never into bikes.”

“Winston doesn’t seem like he’s into most things.” Adrian crouched, admiring the engine. “You’re never too old for one of these babies. N-no offense to your dad, but I’d never give anyone this bike. I’d be buried with it so I could tear ass all over the afterlife.”

“Yeah, well, I’ve been working on it for a long time. A few years. She’s almost ready, but,” I said, patting the back, “not in working condition yet.”

When Adrian looked up at me, there was a spark of possibility in his eye.

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