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  CANDY MAN

  A Halloween Treat set in the world of

  MAN CANDY

  Trick or Treating’s not just for kids this year!

  Amanda Young

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  Candy Man

  Amanda Young

  This e-book is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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  Copyright © October 2007 by Amanda Young

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  ISBN 978-1-59632-059-8

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  Editor: Christine Pacheco

  Cover Artist: April Martinez

  Aaron opened the front door to a chorus of “trick or treat” from a small cluster of rag-tag children dressed in everything from a sheet to an elaborate princess costume.

  “Oh, don’t you guys look cute,” he muttered for what had to be the thousandth time in the last several hours. When Logan had suggested staying in and handing out candy, instead of hitting the bars and dancing the night away, Aaron had given in with little fuss. He figured they would hand out chocolate until eight or nine and then be finished, leaving plenty of time for naughtier grown-up fun. Boy, was he wrong. At half-past eleven, the little rascals were still showing up on their doorstep.

  Aaron shut the door, locked it, and turned off the porch light. He’d seen more than enough children tonight to last him until next year. If there were any other kids wandering around looking for candy, they were out of luck.

  Tugging the snug rear end of his Batman costume out of his ass for the umpteenth time, he headed through the foyer and into the dark living room. He set the half-empty bowl of mini candy bars on the mantel and bent to turn on the gas fireplace. A flame roared to life, filling the dim room with dancing orange and black shadows. The perfect atmosphere for watching a scary movie on Halloween night.

  Logan had disappeared upstairs earlier, after complaining for the umpteenth time about the uncomfortable cowboy outfit Aaron had talking him into wearing. Not that Aaron felt even slightly guilty about making his lover don skintight jeans, a pair of sexy-as-hell chaps, and a cowboy hat. The man was built like a brick shithouse and nothing showed off Logan’s muscles more than tight jeans and a snug black T-shirt. The only thing better was Logan dressed in nothing but his skin. Unfortunately, having Logan wear his birthday suit while handing out Hershey bars didn’t seem like the best idea, even if the thought had crossed his mind a time or ten while they’d been out shopping for costumes. If nothing else, it sure as hell would have livened up an otherwise boring evening.

  Aaron’s dick perked up and twitched inside the constrictive tights he had on under the Batman bodysuit and he briefly considered looking for his lover. The thought of catching Logan undressed, his beautifully rugged body on full display, and pouncing on the man held a lot of appeal, but Aaron quickly dismissed it. At the moment, all he wanted to do was slump down on the sofa and see what was on television.

  But first, he needed to get rid of the spandex trying to squeeze his balls off. He tugged and pulled at the tight material, breathing out a deep sigh of relief as the bodysuit dropped to the floor and he stepped out of it. The tights were a bigger pain in the ass, pun intended, and wound up getting ripped down the middle in his hurry to take the damn things off.

  I should have picked a more comfortable outfit.

  The only reason he’d chosen the Batman theme was because he liked the way the tight fit made Logan’s nostrils flare ever so slightly and his dark eyes spark with lust. Even after living in each other’s back pockets for almost four months, the electrifying chemistry they shared still sometimes came as a shock to him. Logan was just so damn hot; it was hard for Aaron to believe someone so charismatic would fall in love with a geek like him. Not that Logan allowed Aaron a second to doubt their relationship. His lover was nothing if not consistent in the small things he did every day to remind Aaron that he cared. Aaron’s own feelings had snowballed beyond the point of love, sometimes feeling so big he could hardly contain them. The need he felt for Logan hadn’t dissipated one iota. If anything, it had only gotten stronger as they’d grown closer, learning all the ins and outs of private life with each other.

  Aaron stepped over the heap of shiny black material -- figuring he could clean up his mess later, when he got ready to go upstairs -- and moved toward the couch. Cool air wafted over his bare skin, goose bumps popping up on his arms and legs as he made his way to the sofa. He flopped down on one end and dragged the comfy blue afghan off the back, spreading it out over the lower half of his body. With his back propped up against the arm of the couch and his legs stretched out across the length of the couch, Aaron picked up the remote and began flipping through the channels.

  All the stations played horror movies on Halloween and he hated that he’d missed out on most of the good ones. When he came across the original Friday the 13th, he stopped and settled back to watch. Hopefully, Logan would come looking for him soon and they could snuggle and make out during the commercial breaks.

  Aaron’s eyelids grew heavy as he watched Jason chase a topless blonde on screen. His lips twisted into a wry smile, thinking about how silly it was for some woman to run around naked in the middle of the woods. Who came up with this crap anyway?

  The floorboards overhead creaked, quickly followed by the sound of Logan jogging down the steps. “Aaron?”

  “In here,” Aaron called out, sitting up a little straighter, waiting for his lover to come into view.

  Logan appeared in the doorway, his wide chest gloriously bare and a pair of light gray sweats hanging low on his lean hips. “Hey, babe. All finished with candy duty? Did you run out? Cause I think we still have another bag in the kitchen.”

  Aaron’s gaze traveled down his lover’s body to his bare feet before returning to the sizable bulge tenting out the front of the cotton pants. He licked his lips, his mouth suddenly filled with moisture. His cock jerked and began to fill, the nubby fabric of the afghan rubbing over the sensitive crown. Amazing how all it took was one look and he was ready to roll over and beg. “Yep. Done with the handing out, I mean. There’s still some leftover chocolate in the bowl, if you want it. I just got tired of handing it out.”

  Logan strode across the room and leaned down for a kiss. Their mouths touched, soft and sweet, and Aaron whimpered. He slipped his tongue out and flicked it over the silky seam between Logan’s lips. Logan’s tongue met Aaron’s with a quick warm and wet tap, and then his lover pulled away.

  “So, where’s the candy? I have a bit of a sweet tooth tonight.”
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  “Mmm,” Aaron replied, trying to remember where he’d put the bowl, as he ran the back of his fingers over the hard outline of Logan’s dick. “You have to say trick or treat first.”

  Logan grinned. “Trick or treat. Give me something good to eat…” His singsong voice broke off as he cracked up, chuckling at the childish song.

  “God, you’re a goofball.”

  “Yeah, well, I’m your goofball.”

  Aaron held back the smile trying to spread across his face and faked a long, drawn out sigh. “I suppose you are. Though Lord knows why I put up with you.”

  Logan seemed to think on that for a minute, then he grinned, the expression more wicked than humorous. “Well, it could be because you love me.” He pulled down the front of his sweats, allowing the thick length of his fat, uncut cock to jut skyward. “Or maybe you only put up with me for this.”

  Aaron’s gaze zeroed in on Logan’s groin and watched as his lover stroked up and down the thick shaft. Foreskin moved back and forth, revealing the damp tip of Logan’s crown on every pass. Moisture caught the roving light from the fire, making the crown glisten, and Aaron’s mouth began to water. He reached out for Logan, who stepped back just out of his reach.

  “Ah ah ah. You didn’t say the magic word.”

  “Please.” Aaron suppressed a growl of frustration and reached for his lover again. Instead of moving to stand beside the couch, as Aaron had expected, Logan straddled his hips.

  He leaned forward and brushed a curl from Aaron’s forehead. “What do you want, baby? Want me to fuck you, hard and fast, over the arm of the couch? Suck you off, let you suck me?”

  “How about all of the above?”

  “Feeling greedy tonight, are we?”

  Aaron rubbed his palms over the firm musculature of Logan’s chest, feeling every bump and ridge, each indentation of his washboard stomach. “For you? Always.” He moved his hand further down and skated his forefinger over the damp tip of Logan’s cock, pulling away moisture. He popped the digit in his mouth and sucked it clean, groaning as the flavor of his lover’s need exploded over his tongue.

  “Fuck, that’s sexy.” Logan ran his fingers gently over Aaron’s lips, starting at the bow if his upper lip and ending with the full curve of the lower. “How do you want me, baby? I need you.”

  Aaron met Logan’s eyes. “I want to suck you. Want you to fuck my mouth and come for me.”

  A curse passed Logan’s lips as he bent, taking Aaron’s mouth in a fast, hard kiss. Their lips worked together in tandem, moving and rubbing, their tongues dueling in passion. By the time Logan pulled away, Aaron was panting. His hips shifted restlessly, searching for friction.

  “Damn, I love kissing you. You taste so good. I could do it all night, if you didn’t make me so horny.” Logan pressed another quick kiss to Aaron’s lips.

  Aaron groaned as Logan shifted, his legs rubbing against Aaron’s cock as he squirmed out of his sweats, one leg at a time, and dropped them to the floor. When he was finished, with every gloriously naked inch of him on display, Logan scooted up Aaron’s body. Aaron worked with him, wiggling down in an effort to get closer to te object of his desire. Aaron ended up with Logan’s knees on either side of his chest and a heavy cock directly in line with his mouth.

  He shot a brief glance up at Logan and noted the intense expression on his lover’s face, before his focus returned to the stiff cock in his face. Wet tipped and dripping with need, Logan’s cock called for all of Aaron’s attention. Saliva filled his mouth as he lifted his neck and ran his lips down one side of Logan’s prick and back up the other, wetting the wide shaft.

  “Oh yeah, that’s it. Lick my cock. Get it good and wet, baby.” Logan moaned and rocked his hips, begging for more. Aaron obliged and lapped at the silken skin, salivating over every hard inch. When he reached the base, Aaron strained forward to tease the root of Logan’s cock with the tip of his tongue.

  Logan pulled back and fisted his cock, pressing the blunt end against Aaron’s mouth. “Enough teasing. Suck me off.” Logan’s voice was gruff; his words more of a demand than a request. Not that Aaron was about to argue. There was nothing he liked more than to take Logan in his mouth, to be the only one who could wring such pleasure from his lover’s body.

  Aaron pushed his tongue against the tiny, winking slit and lapped away all the moisture he could find before running it over and around the broad cap. He delved beneath Logan’s foreskin with the tip of his tongue and lapped at the flared rim with tiny flicks, pulling a desperate groan from his lover’s mouth. That sound coupled with the tiny hip thrusts Logan was making only served to egg Aaron on. He sucked harder, working Logan’s cockhead with his tongue, keeping the pressure tight around the shaft.

  Logan pushed in and out with short, shallow thrusts that rubbed the sensitive underside of his dickhead over the flat of Aaron’s tongue, depositing silky, bittersweet drops of moisture with every pass.

  All too soon, Logan’s body stiffened and he groaned, the ragged sound loud in the otherwise quiet room. “Jesus, Aaron, don’t stop. I’m gonna…”

  Aaron dropped his head back, keeping only the uppermost inches of Logan in his mouth, and began to twist his mouth from side to side, working the tip in tight circles. Logan’s cock swelled larger against Aaron’s tongue, every beat of his lover’s heart perceivable through the fragile, silken skin. Aaron laved the tip, teasing the bundle of nerves just under the head, and felt Logan’s body shudder. The first forceful gush of cum took him by surprise, although he’d expected it, and made Aaron choke. He forced his gag reflex into submission and suckled at Logan’s knob, swallowing the remaining cum down without any problem. He kept at it until Logan began to soften, wanting all of Logan’s passion, every single drop he could coax out of the man he loved.

  Finally, Logan sighed and shuffled backward, pulling his cock from between Aaron’s lips with squishy pop. He bent and kissed Aaron, licking the remaining cum from his lips as he settled into a comfortable position. “Damn, you’re good at that. You’re going to kill me with that mouth one of these days.”

  Aaron grinned and nipped at Logan’s bottom lip. “You know you love it.”

  Logan cupped Aaron’s cheek. “I do. Not as much as I love you, though.”

  Aaron’s breath hitched at the love shining so clearly in his lover’s eyes. He caught Logan’s hand where it lay against his cheek and pressed a kiss into the center of the palm. “I love you too, Logan.”

  “Good. Now where’s the candy you promised me, you tease?”

  “Tease?” Aaron shook his head, amused. “Why am I the tease, when you’ve already gotten off once, and I’m still laying here suffering from an aching dick? How does that work?”

  “You’re the one who promised to share chocolate, if I let you suck me off.” He reached down and cupped Aaron’s cock and balls through the afghan separating their lower torsos. “I’ll be happy to help you out with that in any way you want, just as soon as you give up the candy bars.”

  Aaron groaned. “You’re an evil, evil man.”

  “Maybe so, but you love me.”

  “Fine. Have it your way. The leftover candy is on the mantel. Help yourself.”

  Logan hopped up and strode across the room, giving Aaron a spectacular view of his muscular back and tight ass as it flexed with every step. He grabbed the bowl off the mantel, snatched out one of the little candy bars out and tore it open. “Uh, babe?”

  Aaron rolled onto his side and propped his head up with his hand, elbow against the couch beneath him. “Hmm?”

  “You might want to think twice about laying stuff up here from now. These are all melted.”

  “Sorry.” Aaron shrugged one shoulder. “I didn’t think about it. I’m sure it still tastes the same; just lick it out of the wrapper.”

  Logan stuck the whole candy bar, wrapper and all, inside his mouth and slowly pulled it back out, devoid of chocolate. “Still good.”

  Aaron moaned. Jesus, that’s sexy
. A wanton streak flooded over him and he laid a hand over his own dick through the afghan. “I’ve got something good for you right here.”

  “Oh you do, do you?” Logan raised a single winged, black brow. “Something as delicious as chocolate?”

  “Even better.” Aaron blushed even as he pulled back the cover and fisted the pale shaft of his cock. He felt Logan’s gaze on him, a phantom caress, as he lifted one knee and bared himself completely, giving his prick one long stroke from root to crown. He ran his thumb through the pearly drop gathered at the tip and brought it to his mouth, sucking it clean. Aaron’s eyelids drooped as the salty taste of sex burst over his taste buds.

  “Mmm…” He moaned theatrically, his hand going back to is dick and working it over, really playing it up for Logan’s benefit. “You don’t know what you’re missing out on.”

  Logan growled. The pulsating noise caused Aaron’s ass to clench. He knew just what that sexy sound felt like against his lips, around his dick. It never failed to turn him on, to make him need -- badly -- and now was no exception. His hips shifted restlessly under Logan’s intense scrutiny. “God, Logan. Come over here and touch me. Please.”

  Logan prowled across the room toward Aaron. He dropped the bowl next to the couch and went to his knees. “Quit.” He swatted Aaron’s hand away from his erection and fingered the wet tip. “This is mine.”

  “Prove it.”

  “Gladly.” Logan swooped in and swallowed Aaron down, taking him all the way in until Aaron could feel the smooth, wet muscles at the back of Logan’s throat undulating against the sensitive tip of his cock.

  “Holy fuck, Logan.” Aaron slammed his head back, his eyes falling closed as pleasure crashed through his body. His hips rocked up of their own volition as he tried to bury his cock deeper in the sweltering pleasure of his lover’s hot mouth. “Oh, God. So good, baby.”