TITLE: Big Time Monster

RATING: Adult/M (for language, representation of illegal drugs and alcohol, and sexual content)

PAIRINGS: Carlos/James

PREMISE: James Diamond and Carlos Garcia have always had feelings for each other. This is just the first time they acted on those feelings.

CHAPTER ONE: Just Dance

CHAPTER ONE PREMISE: At a party, James and Carlos hook up.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I don't know about where everyone else lives, but in West Virginia, you "hit" cigarettes as well as weed.

Carlos Garcia sat down on the couch beside James Diamond and tilted his head back to stare at the ceiling. He sighed and stretched his arms. "I'm bored."

"Yeah. Me too," said James. He looked at his phone screen, his eyes turning wide for a second. He smiled and put his phone back down. James put his feet up on the coffee table. "I won't be bored a little bit later though. There's a party happening about an hour away that starts at nine. You wanna go?"

"Sure. Sounds fun," answered Carlos, still staring at the ceiling.

James smiled brighter. "Just so you know, this isn't your innocent little schoolboy party. This is a hardcore party. With grinding and alcohol and sex. I can't promise that we'll be back tonight or even tomorrow morning."

"I'm completely fine with all of that," clarified Carlos. He smiled to himself. Carlos used to get drunk with his cousins all the time in Wisconsin. He had never tried pot, but he might like it. The same went for sex. It sounded fun, but Carlos was presently a virgin. Even though it was kind of gay, Carlos always hoped his first time would be with James.

Carlos didn't know it, but James hoped that he could get Carlos in bed too. James had secretly been having sex with various guys and girls over the years, and he had also had a secret crush on Carlos. James loved everything about Carlos, from his clothes and his smile to his hair and the way he looked so innocent when he slept.

At a quarter 'til eight, James grabbed the car keys from the kitchen and yelled, "Carlos and I are going out, Mrs. Knight! We should be back tomorrow afternoon! Bye!"

"Bye!" Carlos managed to yell quickly before he followed James into the hallway. James walked in front of him, and Carlos watched his butt move. Carlos smiled a little and stepped into the elevator after James. James hit the down floor button.

Two minutes later, James was pulling out of the parking lot in Big Time Rush's car.

The car ride to the party was quiet. Carlos watched James's face as the latter focused on the road. Carlos couldn't help smiling at the other boy whenever he glanced over. Eventually, they arrived. James got out, and Carlos followed him. They walked up to the house and knocked on the door. A twenty-something-year-old man with spiky black hair opened the door and invited the boys in.

Carlos smiled and looked around. Suddenly, his smile completely faded. He now realized what James had meant by "hardcore party"; the party was completely composed of gay men. Carlos looked at James. "Uh, James, this is a-a-a...gay party."

"And?" asked James. He smiled brightly, then walked over to the stereo. He turned the song up so loud that the walls started shaking. James walked back to Carlos, starting to dance with him. He grinded against Carlos. James looked back at the unmoving statue that was Carlos. "Carlos, don't be a party pooper. Just dance! Here. Wait."

James left the room for a moment and returned with a huge bottle of vodka. He handed it to Carlos. Carlos looked at it, shrugged, and took a swig. After that, he loosened up, grinding against James and some of the other guys that started gravitating toward him.

At around three o'clock in the morning, it was only James and Carlos dancing. Their eyes suddenly met. James could feel Carlos's radiating body heat. Carlos moved his hand down James's back. They just stared into each others' eyes for the longest time, until Carlos moved his face forward only an inch to connect his and James's lips.

Carlos could feel his heartbeat in his ears. Butterflies fluttered around in his stomach. James's mouth tasted like orange juice and vodka. Carlos could only imagine how much his mouth tasted like vodka. Although he had drank a lot, Carlos didn't even feel drunk. Maybe it was because James was pulling him into a world where nothing but the two of them mattered

James led Carlos upstairs and into a bedroom, pulling him by his hand. Carlos laid down on the bed and watched James take all his clothes off. James smiled at Carlos. "Are you positive you want to do this?"

"Definitely," said Carlos quietly.

James crawled onto the bed slowly. He slowly unbuttoned Carlos's purple dress shirt and pushed it off, then pushed his shoes off. He unbuttoned, unzipped, and pulled off Carlos's black pants. When Carlos was completely naked, he picked up Carlos and put him on his lap. James kissed Carlos's neck and then moved down until his mouth was wrapped around Carlos's penis.

Even though Carlos had no idea what to do, he was doing pretty well. He eventually came. Since James had done this before, he was able to swallow all of it.

Moments later, James was on top, his penis moving in and out of Carlos's body. Carlos moaned, sweat dripping from his chest and chin. The movements came naturally, and Carlos wondered why he had never tried this before. How was it possible that this boy, this boy he had known for years and years, had suddenly become a hot and sweaty sex god? It didn't make sense. Carlos now saw James completely different than before.

When it was nearly five a.m., Carlos and James just laid there, in somebody else's bed. They were hot and sweaty and...content. Carlos looked at James and smiled. "That was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt in my entire life."

"I can't believe you were a virgin. You seemed so experienced," said James in disbelief. He kissed Carlos and brushed the tips of his fingers against Carlos's face. "I see you now like I've never seen you before."

"Ditto, babe," whispered Carlos. He pressed his naked body closer to James's.

James smiled once he noticed just how warm Carlos was. It was almost outrageous. Maybe it was part of the whole Hispanic thing. James fell asleep with his arms wrapped around Carlos. Carlos rested his face against James's chest, and he, too, fell asleep.

When the sun came up, Carlos sat up and cracked his neck. He rubbed his eyes and sighed. Carlos stood up and cracked his back. He crossed the room to the dresser and looked in the mirror. He looked like hell, even though he didn't feel like it. Carlos was surprised he didn't have a hangover. He had drank so much last night. Carlos glanced back at James and smiled. James was sprawled across the bed like a spider web stretched between two trees.

Carlos crossed back to the bed and sat down beside James. He leaned over and kissed James's lips softly and sweetly. James woke up, opening his eyes slowly. James smiled up at Carlos. "Hi."

"Hi. Good morning, Jamie," cooed Carlos.

James sat up. "Jamie...I think I like that nickname. It has a certain ring to it, but only when you say it."

"Thanks." Carlos laid down so that his body was halfway on top of James's. Carlos felt James's erection pressing against his left leg. He smiled brightly at James. "Jesus, are you happy enough, Mister Diamond?"

"I am so extremely happy, Carlos. I don't know if you feel it too, but I am so ecstatic that the whole world could end as long as you stayed with me," explained James. He ran his fingers through Carlos's hair a few times, then kissed him passionately.

The door opened, and a guy with spiked blonde hair wearing a tight purple t-shirt entered the room. "Uh, hey, James. I was just checking on everyone in all the rooms. Oh, hello. I'm Anthony."

"I'm Carlos. It's nice to meet you, Anthony," said Carlos. He sat up. "I would stand up and shake your hand, but I'm kinda naked at the moment."

A smile appeared on Anthony's face. "Okay, well, it's about three in the afternoon. If you want any food, there's pizza and sandwiches and other stuff downstairs. James, catch."

Anthony threw a pack of Marlboro menthol 100's to James. James caught them easily. Anthony smiled and left the room. Carlos gave James a disapproving look. James smiled. "Sorry. I know it's a nasty habit, but I can't break it. Have you ever tried it?"

"No." Carlos glanced at the cigarettes as James leaned over to retrieve a lighter from his pants pocket. "But if you're into it, I guess I could try it."

James smiled. "You are so amazing. Okay, here."

James handed Carlos a cigarette. Carlos held it to his lips. James shook his head. "No, not like that. You know when you're a little kid acting like you're an old man, how you like, do that thing with your lips? Hold the cigarette in your lips like that."

Carlos did what James said. James lit the lighter. "Okay, when I hold the lighter to the cigarette, suck in."

Carlos did, and the cigarette was successfully lit. James smiled. "Now, when you take a hit, suck in on the end of the cigarette, then inhale by sucking a little bit of air in, but don't swallow the smoke. After you inhale the smoke, exhale it."

Carlos did exactly what James told him to do. James's smile grew. "Carlos, you just hit a cigarette. Now give it here."

James and Carlos passed the cigarette back and forth. After, they dressed and went downstairs to the kitchen. Carlos grabbed a sandwich, and James grabbed a piece of pizza. They walked out into the living room and sat down. Anthony and a few other guys were passing around a purple bowl. Anthony handed it to James. James lit it and hit it. He held in the smoke, then exhaled. "You don't wanna do this, do you, Carlos?"

"No way," said Carlos quietly.

James smiled and passed the bowl to someone else. "If you don't wanna try it, then I'll only hit it once. I don't want to make you mad at me."

"Thank you," smiled Carlos. "Are we leaving sometime soon?"

"Why? Do you want to leave, baby?" James asked Carlos.

Carlos thought for a moment. He had to admit that being away from everyone else gave him a feeling of freedom that he didn't want to lose. Also, here, nobody cared if him and James constantly kissed and flirted, because everyone was gay. If James and Carlos acted all lovey-dovey at the apartment, surely either Kendall and Logan would make fun of them or hate them, either one.

"I guess not," said Carlos. He kissed James just because he could, then sat down on his lap. James wrapped his arms around Carlos's waist.

A black guy sitting on the floor smiled brightly. "Aw. James, you and this little one are so adorable together!"

"It's Carlos," said Carlos. He smiled back. "And thank you."

"I'm Antoine," said the black guy. "And you're welcome."

That night's party started at eight o'clock at night. This time there were a few girls there. Anthony had brought the girls to the party, so they could dance and be themselves without anyone hitting on them. Carlos had to admit that some of them were kind of cute, but James was cuter. James was the sexiest person in the world to Carlos.

One of the girls, a tall blonde named Alice Pembley, sat down next to Carlos on the couch. "Hello. You must be Carlos. I'm Alice. I think you have really great taste in men."

"Thanks," smiled Carlos. "James and I have been friends since kindergarten. He's the best thing that's ever happened to me. Do you have a boyfriend?"

Alice laughed heartily. "A boyfriend? Dear God, no. No, I'm on the other side of the fence."

For a moment, Carlos was confused. He had honestly never heard that expression before. Carlos found out exactly what it meant when a girl with short brown hair sat down on Alice's lap. Carlos smiled widely. "Oh! Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea what you were talking about. I get it now. So you're just like all these guys here, just...opposite."

"Yeah," laughed Alice. "Carlos, this is Kaitlin. Kaitlin, this is Carlos, we just met."

Kaitlin smiled. "Nice to meet you, Carlos. You're James's boyfriend, right?"

"I guess you could call me that." For a brief moment, being called "James's boyfriend" sounded a little strange, then Carlos decided he liked it a lot. It was like they were officially a "thing". He was James's and James was his. That's the way it was going to stay for a long time.

After a few minutes of silence passed by, Alice said, "Oh my god, we should totally go to my house! I have a huge pool and a jacuzzi. There's less illegal stuff there, but you're not into that anyway, are you, Carlos?"

"Not particularly," answered Carlos. "Yeah, I totally think we should head over to your place. Give me a sec to find James."

"You don't have to find James, 'cause he's walking this way," Kaitlin stated.

James wrapped his arms around Carlos's waist and pulled him close. He kissed Carlos's neck. "What's up, baby?"

Carlos turned his head a little to the left. "Alice and I think it would be a good idea if the four of us go to her place instead of here. What do you think?"

"Uh, sure," said James without much thought. "Let's go."

Alice's house was amazing. It was three stories tall and resembled a short skyscraper. All of the walls were plexiglass, except for the bathrooms. The floors and ceilings were made of frosted plexiglass. The house was so amazing that it could barely be explained in words.

Behind the house was an amazingly huge pool neighbored by a jacuzzi. Carlos smiled brightly when it saw all of it. He looked at Alice. "That has to be the biggest pool and the biggest jacuzzi I have EVER seen!"

Without letting another moment pass, Carlos stripped naked and jumped into the huge pool. He came up out of the water and smiled at James. "James, come on in! It's so warm and amazing! Alice, Kaitlin, you too. I love this pool!"

James stripped naked and jumped in right behind Carlos. He came up behind Carlos and wrapped his arms around the shorter boy. Carlos jumped a little bit. He reached his hand behind him and brushed James's face. "I'm guessing you're extremely happy again, Jamie?"

"EXTREMELY happy," answered James.

As Alice and Kaitlin stripped and got into the pool, Carlos turned to face James. He wrapped his arms around James's neck and kissed him passionately. James returned the kiss, pushing his tongue into Carlos's mouth. Carlos felt James's tongue with his own. James moved down to kiss Carlos's neck. He then bit Carlos's collarbone. Carlos twitched. "Ouch!"

"Sorry!" said James immediately. He embraced Carlos, hugging him so tightly. "I'm sorry for hurting you."

Carlos stepped back a little, staring at James's face. Carlos stepped forward again, then leaned forward and bit James's chin. He then moved up and kissed James's lips.

"Okay. That hurt, and there's gonna be bitemarks tomorrow, but I deserved it," said James.

Carlos smiled. "We're so perfect for each other."

"Yes we are," smiled James.

James and Carlos kissed again, this time going underwater together.

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