Psychological Journey

Sixteen

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Packing and hanging out is what took up most of the couples time. The morning to leave approached two days later, on a Monday. Draven's phone alarm rang at 6 like it was programmed to. He immediately turned it off from not being able to handle the annoying sound.

Sluggishly moving towards his bathroom, Draven started the walk-in shower and turned around to brush his teeth. He didn't care about the shower temperature being all the way hot. It just eased the coldness he felt without Milo by his side.

Anticipation came over him when he walked out of the shower. As he knew Milo would be in his sight soon. Smiling while drying off, Draven heard shuffling of feet outside his bedroom.

He put on boxers and jogged to his closet. Milo has already planned Draven's outfit and the thought brought back his smile. Getting his plain white tee and blue jeans on took no time.

Draven tucked in the shirt and slid on his vans. He speedily grabbed a long yellow peacoat to wear. Calista peeped into his room as Draven picked up his carry-on.

"Are you ready to go? I won't be riding with you since I'm needed at the office."

"Yup, I'm all set." Draven checked the time on his phone.

"Great! Okay so a car already has Milo,  along with Katelyn, on their way to the airport." She said while going down the stairs.

A nod she didn't see came from her son. Before they parted to different vehicles, Calista hugged Draven and pecked his cheek.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do," she joked and snickered.

"So don't have fun?" He was hit lightly on his forearm prompting his own chuckle.

To not be late, Draven climbed into the suv. It took 20-25 minutes before he arrived in front of a private jet. A black car was waiting and all the doors opened.

Milo started running over to the suv so Draven stepped out the car ready to catch him. They spun around, Milo giggles ringing in Draven's ear. He set him on the ground and looked him up and down.

His red stripped sweatshirt and mom jeans with red converse fit well. "So I do have taste in clothes," Draven said after stealing a kiss.

"Never said you didn't," Milo innocently batted his long lashes. Given the okay, He skipped towards the stairs to board.

Such a liar

Draven scoffed and followed after him. Katelyn peered away from her phone to find everyone seated.

"Nice to see you, Draven." She greeted him formally to which Milo giggled. Draven cringed at the professional address.

"Look...please drop the polished act. It makes both of us uncomfortable. At this point, we're already friends of some sort."

Katelyn nodded but couldn't respond because the pilot told them to buckle up.

Once they got in the air, everyone took off their seatbelts and relaxed. The jet came with a bedroom so Milo dragged Draven back there.

Nothing happened except cuddling and sleeping. Draven even responded to emails on his laptop. For two hours, they stayed in bed until Katelyn interrupted with food.

The flight was four hours that surprisingly went by fast. Before they knew it, all three were piling into a large suv. Brunch was first on the schedule and then they'd have a hotel check in.

Milo briskly unlocked the hotel room after stealing the card from Draven. He didn't get far because he was stunned by the massive lounge area.

Draven wrapped his arms around his waist. "I'm guessing you like the hotel so far," he whispered in his ear. Milo's face faintly turned red but brushed it off. The desire between them was growing stronger.

"It's great!" They walked throughout the place hand in hand. Making it back to the living room, Katelyn moved their luggage to its appropriate rooms.

A meeting with the construction company was in a few hours. So Draven brought up walking down the strip of shops. They agreed and filed out the hotel.

Many males and females were checking out Draven. Instead of Milo getting jealous, he pulled him into his side. Draven just smiled and planted a kiss on his forehead. Katelyn started talking about all the places that was there.

Only Milo paid attention, his boyfriend was enjoying the scenery.

The time flew past and nighttime came about. Katelyn had retired to her room which is nowhere near theirs. Draven lounged on the bed while Milo got ready for his shower.

"Can I join?" Draven asked as more of a joke.

Milo looked at him from the bathroom. He contemplated it and said, "if you'd like." Draven laid there dumbfounded and watched Milo turn his back to him.

He eyeballed him take off his shirt and wiggle out his clothes all together. His perfect ass on display to Draven. Milo glanced over his shoulder at his gawking boyfriend.

Draven got up when the water started and undressed. He was semi-hard but he wouldn't get his hopes up. They could be moving too fast so he decided to contain himself.

Opening the glass door, light fog seeped out as he walked in. Milo smiled from under the water. They moved until Draven was too. Draven titled Milo's head up so their eyes connected.

Leisurely, he leaned down for a simple kiss. That kiss grew hungrier and more passionate. They parted to catch their breath. "We'll finish this later, let's just get focus on showering." Milo nodded, still panting and further aroused.

The shower didn't take long, both hot but not from the water. Milo strolled out the bathroom wrapped in a towel. He rubbed another on head to dry up his curly hair. Draven sat on the bed with his towel.

Milo dropped all his towels and straddled Draven's lap. He ran kisses up his neck to stop at his lips. "Are you sure Milo?" Draven griped his hips, feeling Milo's dick pulsate against his abdomen.

His kisses stopped and they made eye contact. Draven scanned his eyes to see lust and longing.

The silent question of "are we ready for this?"

"I think I am."