Chapter 5
"They're on the rise this quarter"

That night was just as busy as the last few times Jim came to see Corey dance. It was something he couldn't get bored with, he quickly realized. Now he seemed to have become a regular at Rose Red. Or at least he always thought that the moment the bartender gives you your choice of poison without asking what you would like was a sign of that.

Sitting on his usual spot by the end of the bar, Jim was peacefully sipping on his beer. Corey was coming to the stage once the two dancers scheduled before him finished. Jim just hoped that his lover would be in a better mood than last night. Frankly, it gave Jim a lot to think about. For example, how to handle Corey – and how he will have to keep his own dark urges more under control. And when and where to go for that date...

"Hey!" That was the similarly tall and also wide guard of the owner who sat beside Jim and greeted him on his deep grumbling voice. "You seem to come here a lot for Corey... Some birds are chirping it that you two are a thing…" he continued on a chatting tone.

"Hey..." Jim frowned a bit as he looked at the guy who sat down next to him. The biker had seen him around in the club before and knew he was kind of a bodyguard for the owner, Shawn. Jim believed this guy's name was Mick.

"I come here for the other shows and the booze too," he shrugged, not liking that the guy immediately brought up them kinda being together with the redhead. "And is there a problem with that? We are both grown men."

"Nah man. Of course you are… Just like to keep track of any distractions that might happen around," Mick said, even flashing a smile at Jim. "Boss sent me to check you out. Have to do my job, man. We keep a close eye on Corey's wellbeing, so to say. He has been a friend of the boss for a long time. Just..." and here Mick leaned close to Jim and looked in his eyes to make the biker see he really meant it as Corey's friend too not just because Shawn ordered him to say. "Just keep him safe and happy. He deserves that," and with that the huge man vanished in the crowd again.

The disappearance of Mick before Jim could say anything left the biker with some uneasy feelings he couldn't explain.

"I'm trying to do exactly that..." he murmured to himself and ordered another beer, keeping his eyes a bit more open from then on until it was Corey's turn on stage. When that happened, Jim always got under his spell, closing out the world around him.

***

At the end of the night – like always – Jim was waiting for Corey by the back door, smoking and watching the other dancers leave one by one, soon spotting the redhead walking towards him in his regular clothes.

"Hey. Great show again," he flicked the end of his cigarette into a puddle and started walking next to his much shorter lover. "Mick is your boss' guard, right? He sat down to me tonight while you were backstage. It was a bit strange."

"Yeah... What did he want?" Corey asked with a frown as they were walking the short distance home.

He also noticed that Shawn was keeping his eye on him much more. Asking about how he was feeling more often than before.

"The... sort of friend who helped me out is Shawn, by the way. Wanted to tell you just things are a bit hectic around me now. You're my peaceful spot," Corey giggled and for a second grabbed Jim's hand and squeezed it as they were walking on the dark street.

Squeezing Corey's hand back and even lacing their fingers together, Jim hummed. "Yeah, he mentioned that Shawn has been your friend for ages. Mick just wanted to tell me I guess both of their message about keeping you safe and happy. What Mick didn't say out loud was that they'll probably keep their eyes on me too from now on," Jim chuckled a bit.

"I don't mind, though. I care about you, you know," he murmured with a small smile and stopped Corey for a second to give him a gentle kiss on the dark street. "How about I take you out on that date tomorrow? I know you work so how about some nice lunch in that great diner?" Jim asked close to Corey's lips as his eyes were locked on the insanely blue ones.

"Lunch? Daytime? Oh… Of course, babe... I'd love to," Corey grinned from ear-to-ear and raised his smaller body to press a sweet kiss to Jim's lips.

It was a surprise the big man wanted to take that step, but also showing up as two male colleagues who share a house are not necessarily a couple. Still, in Corey's eyes it was a big thing. The date alone in itself.

"Good," Jim said only that and as collected he looked, he was still a bit nervous about it. But it was a step he wanted to finally take and stop hiding his real self. But most importantly he wanted to give Corey a good time and do the dating thing too to strengthen their relationship in a slower pace. Of course the sex was mind-blowing, but Jim wanted to get closer to Corey emotionally too by then. And stop him from at times closing up so much from him.

To underline that he was serious about this and to take another small step, he didn't let go of Corey's smaller hand until they got home.

***

"Choose whatever you'd like, it's on me, baby," Jim leaned back in the box he reserved for them with a goofy smile and a wink as they picked up the menu. "Their food is amazing so everything is a good choice."

They were sitting at the diner, of course, on their very first date. "To be honest I did this date thing a very long time ago so forgive me if I'm a bit rusty," Jim added, eyeing Corey to see if he liked it so far. Clearly, Jim was a bit nervous and blushed more often than usual.

"Yeah thanks. And you're doing great ba... Jim…" Corey said blushing similarly like his date. He cut himself off because they didn't have time to talk over the details of to what extent Jim was out on a date with him. And he didn't want to make his cute blush-y bear feel uncomfortable. "What about some chicken penne? With double cheese?" he asked Jim like a real teenager girl if he could have that on the first date.

"You can call me 'babe', gorgeous..." he smirked. "I'm here with you on this date because I don't want to hide you or myself anymore," he said blushing even more, but his words and eyes were honest, even if he was nervous a bit. "What? No real meat for your brilliant brain, baby?" Jim joked to ease up a bit more. "But sure, their pasta is awesome too. Think I'll go with their stake though."

Corey bit his lip and nodded to Jim coming out with him. It really moved him to the very core. "Yeah, yeah... I know... chicken is a vegetable... But I like a good penne with lots of cheese," he giggled. "And big bears need more meat. So... just gather your strength, babe. I hope you know that the sweet older waiter lady who goes around with the coffee is the local news source."

"Nearly a vegetable, yes," Jim chuckled, loving how Corey liked to call him his big bear. "Oh, you mean Clarice? Yeah, I was kinda counting on that when I picked this place for our date..." Jim winked and leaned onto the table, sliding his hand across it to caress the back of Corey's hand on the table top, just when said lady started heading their way.

"Besides... we have to crush all the lingering hopes of those single mothers, don't we?" he added with a cute giggle.

"So what can I get you, boys?" Clarice stopped by their table, notepad and pen at the ready and was ogling their touching hands with some sparkling in her eyes behind her glasses. She was probably happy about the new gossip material she just found.

"Hey, Clarice," Corey looked up smiling and blushing. The lady knew him well, Griffin often got an extra slice of pie or refill of his soda from her. So the smaller man was sure she now was cheering for them on the inside.

"I would like some chicken penne please with double cheese on top... and a beer to go with it," he said not moving his hand away from her eyes and Jim's caressing hand.

"Good choice, my dear!" she said as she scribbled down Corey's order. "And for your handsome date?" she smiled wide at Jim, who was also blushing as he cleared his throat.

"I'll go for the medium-done steak with fries, also with a beer and a cheese cake too. Thank you, Clarice. I'm Jim, by the way. I think I haven't introduced myself before."

"Alrighty and don't worry about it, darling. Just make this cutie happy," she winked at Jim and hurried off.

"Seems like the whole town loves you. I think it won't be the last time I hear that line," Jim chuckled, feeling a bit proud of himself, especially when he caught a dreamy expression on Corey's face.

"Yeah… This is a smaller community. And they know I'm a talented musician and came alone with my son. People here respect a man who raises a kid alone and as you know Griffin is a darling. So my 'fame' around here really comes from him being cute and loved. And so they love and respect me here, even if it's well-known that I'm gay. Griffin only said that his mother had left us. So... some extra empathy, I guess, " he shrugged and scoffed.

"I thank you for coming with me openly here, Jim. I know I act like a super confident loud mouse... But you know me enough by now to know that deep down I'm not. And it means a lot to me that you stick around and... want me in your life not just in your bed."

"Oh, you don't have to say anything else about the subject. The key is Griffin, I get it. That kid is a golden ticket to many things. No wonder though, he's crafty," Jim joked a bit and caressed Corey's hand again. "Yes, I've noticed that about you, but I don't mind. I want to get to know you better, Corey. The sex is amazing, but I came here with you like this because I want to change things in my life too. I want to be open and I want to get to know you better too. I think you started this in me that very night when you waltzed onto the stage in those unbelievably small and sexy shorts... But... my point is... I do want you in my life too, not just in my bed. You're so... unique and interesting to me. Not to mention hot as fuck. I want... to belong to you..." Jim confessed, blushing hard but he knew he had to say these things out loud to make Corey understand that he was planning on staying.

Corey nodded and it was clearer than daylight that he was moved inside. Trying to keep it together, right before he could open his mouth, Clarice arrived with the food and beers.

"Here you go. And you get the beers for free as your first date present," she smiled warmly at them and turned to bring the dessert too.

"You know… maybe she’s overdoing it..." he glimpsed up at Jim from the unusually well packed plate.

"Aw, thank you..." Jim managed to say before she hurried off and he was actually glad for the interruption too. They both needed a moment to collect themselves. That was also clear too. "I like her overdoing it. There's no such thing as too much food, baby. Let's dig in!" he grabbed his fork and knife and did just that, soon moaning from the taste. "This is divine..." he beamed at Corey as he stretched out a long leg to put it next to Corey's so their legs could touch under the table.

"Call me cheesy, but I like this date so far..." he added then returned to eating with much enthusiasm.

~~~

The date indeed was great. They ate well and the mood got lighter as they joked around. Corey saw how Jim felt more and more safe being with him out in the open. They even held hands on the way back to the house.

The small man was so blown away by all the nice words and openness of his man that he wanted nothing more than to reward him... And himself, of course.

Griffin was staying the night at his friend's, and the day was still very young as Corey only had to go to the club around 11 pm.

Right after the main door closed behind them, Jim found himself pressed against it and a very eager ginger man was all over him and kissing him wildly.

Things went better than Jim had planned or hoped for. Corey was clearly enjoying their date and being out with him was less stressful than Jim thought it would be. They even got an extra slice of pie for Griffin to bring home. Which Jim could put down in the last moment before his hands got full with the short man. His... boyfriend?

Of course he returned the kisses on instinct, loving how their tongues were dancing with each other. Also, Corey's taste was just as intoxicating as the man himself. "Putting out on the first date already?" he chuckled into one of their kisses.

"What can I say... I'm no hoe but you made my panties drop..." Corey giggled and grabbed Jim's hand, pulling him quickly to his bedroom.

Where they entered and the smaller man squeaked a bit in surprise. "You knew I will bring you here," he tried to joke. But that single dark red rose laid on top of his bed was making him silly emotional. Picking it up he smelled it with closed eyes and turned to raise his eyes at Jim. "You... I mean… Would you like to be my boyfriend?"

Watching Corey's reactions with biting down on his own lip, Jim tried to fight a smile and he too melted a bit more while watching the other man. "Only if you accept my rose, Mr. No Hoe..." he walked over to the redhead and pulled him into his arms. "But frankly, I could just hope that we would end up here. The rose would've served its purpose either way. If the date went bad then as an apology, and if it went well as it did then another romantic gesture..." he grinned down smugly at his boyfriend.

"So it's official now then... It makes me very happy and you look even more gorgeous than usual," Jim complimented Corey. It seemed that ever since he'd started that in the diner, he got more and more warmed up. "Would look even more gorgeous lying naked on your bed, though..." he said reaching down to open Corey's belt and jeans. "What do you think? Can that be arranged?"

Corey blushed and giggled looking down at Jim's hand. "I think maybe I can do that for you. I mean... for the date and the rose... my boyfriend really deserves that," he stepped back and on his teasing stripper way he slowly got rid of his jeans. Then his tee and threw his boxers at Jim even before he crawled on the bed on his hands and knees and laid back in the middle looking at Jim waiting while stroking down on his chest and tattooed belly.

Jim's chuckle turned into a deep approving growl seeing Corey strip for him. It was so much better in private than on stage – although that had its charm and exciting effect on him too, of course.

Still holding Corey's boxers against his chest where it landed, Jim licked his lips hungrily, his eyes darkening fast with lust as he feasted his eyes on the by then bare body. "You are so fucking gorgeous, indeed... Touch yourself for me. Slowly..." he murmured softly and finally dropped the boxers just to start taking off his own clothes piece by piece.

Corey flashed a dirty grin at his man and his wandering hand moved to brush over his trimmed bright red pubes and stroked along his half-filled cock.

His other hand started to continue to stroke his chest and nipple. His strong thighs parted and he reached between them to knead his balls and pull on them, showing off to Jim just where he wanted him... Of course underlining it all with lustful moans.

"That's right... Let me hear your pleasure, baby..." Jim grunted as he kicked off his jeans and socks too, straightening up to touch his own rapidly filling cock too as his eyes got even more hungrier, the darkness rising in them fast.

But instead of climbing on top of Corey, he just stood there naked, appreciating the sight. "I think it's time we discover some of the contents of that naughty drawer. Crawl to it and pick whatever you want me to use on you. Then lay back as you are now."

Corey licked his suddenly dry lips and swallowed. He mentioned and offered before to use his toys, so the time was now to do so... His heart sped up from the dominant order nonetheless, even if he knew for sure that Jim wouldn't hurt him for being kinky.

Opening the drawer, he fished out a zipper bag from its back. After all his son roamed free all over, so it was an attempt to hide them.

Putting the little bag on the bed for Jim to see, he opened it and hesitantly pulled out a pair of cuffs and a long line of small beads, usually used to add an extra for the invading cock inside. And from the darkening hazel eyes he knew Jim was fully aware of what it was used for.

"Oh, I love it how kinky you are..." Jim grinned wide, rubbing Corey's thigh approvingly once the toys were displayed in front of him. "Changed my mind, don't lie back down, just kneel like this for me for a sec," he murmured low and took Corey's wrists to lightly caress and rub them, just holding them there in his big hands for a bit.

"Before we start, I'll need your safe word, baby," Jim said softly, his caressing thumbs feeling just how quick Corey's pulse got.

This was exciting for him too for other reasons as well. It was going to be a first for them in more regards. They've been kinda building up to this lately and had some discussions about it, but this was going to be the first time Jim planned on tying Corey up to use his toys on him and give him a bit more of the pain he craved for. Also, since they've got their negative test results, this was going to be the first time Jim was going to fuck him bare. Something he's been dying to do since the moment he saw Corey dancing.

"I..." Corey started but his voice failed him going breathless as he looked up into the hazel eyes like a deer in the headlights. Swallowing he gathered himself. "My safe word is… I have to use a different one with you... It's Vespa…" he breathed finally.

He was ready for this. And wanted it so, so much. They’ve been talking about it and with the date and all it was a real special thing and step for him too to finally take with the caring and safe feeling of Jim.

Jim smiled warmly and a bit amused hearing the safe word. "Good choice, baby," Jim leaned in to press a soft kiss against Corey's flushed cheek. He knew and saw how nervous his lover was and felt the urge to reassure him.

"It's okay, love. You don't have to be afraid. I'll take good care of you. I promise I'll do to you things that you'll only enjoy," he murmured and pressed a soft kiss onto Corey's mouth before straightening his long back to pick up the leather cuff and put it on Corey's wrists at the front.

Running his fingertips up and down on the tattooed forearms a few times, he just took a minute to enjoy the sight of the cuffed wrists. "You're so hot... You have no idea, baby..." he sighed satisfied and very much turned on. "Turn around, on your knees and lean down onto your forearms. Show me that hot ass of yours..." he purred hoarsely.

Corey blushed like always from Jim's praising words. Also, his little fear got washed away by the tender care of the big man adoring him.

Indeed, he had no idea about being hot or gorgeous, but after a very, very long time Jim was able to make him feel that way again. And make him believe that he can be that for such a biker bear...

Doing as he was told, he turned and rested his forehead on his cuffed wrists, even moving his knees apart a little for Jim to have a better view on what he wanted.

"So perfect..." Jim praised him to ease Corey up a bit more, even went as far as caressing along the arched back and the presented ass. Lightly grabbing a cheek, he pulled on it to part them and the ragged breath he took was very much telltale.

Leaning down, he didn't waste any time to show his lover just how much he loved the sight and planted a kiss against the twitching hole before he let his tongue taste it with a low moan. Closing his eyes, he let his tongue lick and push against the tight entrance, his bushy beard caressing Corey's most sensitive parts meanwhile.

Corey panted and moaned loud against his forearms. The feeling of Jim's tongue and beard brushing against his backside washed away the last tiny pieces of his negative feelings.

As that skilled wet warm tongue was playing more with his entrance, his body started to shiver too and he pushed his ass back to make Jim know how much he wanted to have more of that.

"So fucking tasty..." Jim purred, lightly spanking an ass cheek then he took the lube to wet his fingers and began rubbing them against the wet hole, soon starting to work them in. Leaning down again, this time he started lightly biting along said adored ass and the small of Corey's back. His other hand slid onto Corey's balls to fondle them.

"Come on, let them in..." he puffed against the wet skin, twisting his hand to get a better angle in search of Corey's sensitive spots inside.

He tried his best... The way Jim's thick long fingers were rubbing him from the inside sent pleased shivers along his spine.

It didn't take long for his body to give way to them to slip deeper and reach his prostate and make him groan out. He was slightly rocking his hips back and forth to feel the fingers more.

"Good boy..." Jim groaned, not being able to hold himself back. Corey was indeed so good for him and he felt the urge to keep praising him, because he deserved it so much...

But soon he was working more lube into the loosening hole and also applied it on the beads. "Hope you're ready for this, because I so fucking want to see your body making them disappear..." he panted a bit raggedly, his own dick jumping and leaking more pre-cum as he pressed the first glistening bead against Corey, watching it slowly slide in. "Fuck..." he panted and pushed a bit harder on the toy, making another one disappear.

Corey murmured a few curses himself as he felt how his inner muscles gripped on the small bead and pulled it deeper into his body, stimulating all the sensitive nerve endings on its way.

His moans turned into long purrs, moving against Jim's hand. "Bite me..." he panted on a very aroused voice, just dying for something rough by then.

Chuckling, Jim rubbed Corey's ass as he kept moving the toy in and out, pushing one bead more in until nearly all were in his lover. "You sure you want that? What will your boss say when he sees my marks on you? And the customers at the club?" Jim teased, wanting Corey to really want it.

"I won't take off my shorts... I don't care..." Corey outright whined for the pain. The long line of beads rubbing his inner walls felt so good but just not enough. It was great to slowly drive him mad but he wanted more now and Jim promised that he would please him...

"Alright, if you insist..." Jim lightly slapped the same ass cheek he's been caressing with his free hand then he leaned down to press soft teasing kisses against it, pushing Corey's limits some more then as the last two beads slid into him too, he bit into his ass hard.

The cry that broke out of the small man was more like his growling screams he made in the studio, and more animalistic than human.

He let in the very missed and welcomed feeling as the adrenaline rushed through his veins and clouded his brain with a high bliss. Mumbling some incoherent words, he pushed his ass back whining for more, rubbing his forehead to the hard leather of his cuffs.

Damn, Jim's dick immediately reacted with jumping a bit again from that sound Corey made. It was so fucking hot. He wanted to hear it again... Also the whines... Fuck, he was doomed. And he had to concentrate to keep himself in check.

"I take it that you liked that..." he grunted low and slapped the bite with his palm to give some stinging to Corey too. Then he was crawling behind and over him, leaving a trail of bites next to his spine. They were strong enough to make the skin turn red without making it bruise.

"More?" he panted into the tied-up man's ear, rubbing his wet tip against the toy and Corey's hole.

Of course, Corey wiggled under the longer body to where Jim bit him. Smaller but more growl-like sounds were leaving his lips as he got more and more lost and liberated in their game.

"Yes..." he whined his reply, then remembered his role. "Please... Please fuck me with your big amazing dick, Jim... Please..."

"Can't wait for me to bury it in you, huh? Finally feel it bare... Filling you with my cum..." he murmured his dirty thoughts into Corey's neck which he started kissing and sucking on it, his tip pushing in slowly and teasingly.

Once it breached Corey, Jim rammed his hips forward, pushing his dick half-way in with a loud groan – not just from the hot tightness that enveloped his leaking dick, but because of the beads that rubbed against his meat too.

Leaning on one forearm and reaching down with his other hand, he grabbed Corey's hip to keep it in place and rammed into him again, this time bottoming out with an even louder moan as he stopped moving all together.

Panting wild and clenching his jaw to keep himself collected somehow, all kinds of feelings rushed over Corey’s brain. From the mixed emotions from the situation, through the sensation of how fucking amazing Jim felt and how he trusted him, till the raw animalistic pleasure… And the low groans reached his lips to escape and his hips drew small circles to feel his man even more. Bringing them both some extra pleasure as the beads rubbed them just the right way.

Not minding that Corey didn't say anything to his dirty talk, Jim groaned onto the tattooed back as he felt Corey circling his wide hips, thus making the beads stimulate them both. "Jesus fuck, baby..." Jim gasped for air then he straightened up to place both hands on said hips, just enjoying the sight and feeling for a minute.

Then his hips joined in on the circling too, slow at first. Then as they began to move in sync, the biker's long fingers suddenly dug into Corey's flesh to stop him and in that moment pulled back and rammed into him with a precise thrust, making them both cry out from the intense pleasure.

Corey wanted to say something even dirtier after the first overwhelming feelings while they were just moving slowly and teasingly as if tasting the feeling of their connection without the condom and all… But when he gathered himself enough to open his mouth, Jim already literally fucked the air out of his lungs and his speech turned into a shaky cry, even his knees buckled weakly from the force and stars he suddenly saw.

By then he pulled on the handcuffs, not to try getting free but to underline his state of being at the mercy of the bigger man. Giving in to him and just moving with him as Jim started to pick his pace up.

Jim didn't miss that move as aside from enjoying their union, he was keeping his attention on every move the mouthwatering small redhead made. And that tugging on the cuffs and its meaning just made Jim growl satisfied and push faster and harder into the hungry hole.

After a while he took the end of the toy and started moving it a bit to compliment what he was doing with his heavily leaking dick. Then he suddenly pulled the toy all the way out and tossed it to the side, wanting to feel only his man as his balls kept slapping against that gorgeous ass, not caring about the beads of sweat starting to slide down on his face from the concentration…

Corey pushed his ass back more and more, and the result of that was that his wrists started to pull more on the tight cuffs as his body moved back with each rolling of their hips.

He couldn't feel it ache or anything else by then beside the unbelievably missed and amazing feeling as the hard meat pressed his body open and rubbed all his sensitive spots, making him lose his small remaining sanity and left him as a wiggling, panting and moaning mess, working his body against Jim's to chase their final end.

Jim loved how eager and needy Corey was, not to mention the way he was working his body and small ass against him, but by then Jim's control was starting to slip too.

Mumbling praising words to his lover, he let his long body cover the other and practically plastered them together, holding onto Corey with a tattooed arm around his middle while Jim leaned onto the other next to Corey's shoulder. "I want you to milk me soon. Will you do that for me, baby? Strangle my dick for its juices?" Jim panted into Corey's ear and for emphasis sucked and pulled on the heavy earrings there, giving his man quick and deep thrusts aimed at his prostate with deadly precision.

"Fuck... Yeah… Keep that up and I’ll explode in any second…" Corey managed to mutter and moan between gritted teeth.

Trying to keep up with the new stronger wave of Jim's attacks, his cries got more desperate. Heavy shivers crept over his sweaty body as he focused on the fat juicy lip nibbling at his ear.

The hard electric shock-like jolts of pleasures from the way his prostate was attacked added up to push him into the flames that burned him alive. Making his body orgasm hard, messing up the sheet and Jim's caressing arm under him, tugging hard on the throbbing meat inside him to pull him with him.

Chuckling then panting into said ear, Jim did his best to dazzle the other man and it seemed it was working, because very soon he could feel Corey tightening around him. The joyful yet desperate loud sounds only made the biker go harder and faster and he was very glad that they were alone in the house, because even with covering Corey's mouth he wasn't sure he would have been able to keep him silent.

Not that he wanted. No, he just loved every noise, every twitch of the sweaty and very perfect body under him. But what he loved even more was the second the redhead came hard and for a split second Jim did believe that he was going to strangle his dick. But then the strong pulsing around his shaft did the trick and he exploded into him with a triumphant roar of his own as the world around them ceased to exist.

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