A/N: Hello everyone! New story time!

This story is actually completely finished, and is one that I wrote a couple years ago, but never posted.

I hope you all enjoy!

*Seven Years Ago*

There were worse things than to be sitting beside a lake on a sunny day with your best friend. Not just a best friend, though, but someone who was so much more. Someone who knew everything about you.

James sat with his legs outstretched on the grass, looking at the sparkling water under the bright rays of the sun. We'd just finished swimming and were enjoying the warm day. It was something we did when the weather was nice.

We'd graduated high school Friday night, and while other kids were going on huge vacations to the beach and places like that, James and I were hanging out at the lake by my house. It wasn't technically summer yet, being only the end of May, but it was already humid and hot outside, making it the perfect weather for swimming.

"Do you think your grandpa will care if we go into town later?" James asked, bringing his knees up and resting his arms on them.

I lived with my grandpa because my dad wasn't around, and my mom had committed suicide when I was six. I'd often thought it was my fault that she'd done it, that if I'd been a better kid, maybe she wouldn't have found life so pointless. As I'd gotten older, I'd coped better, but that thought was still in the back of my head sometimes.

To be honest, it had really messed me up for a while, but James had helped me through it.

"I doubt it." I answered. "He might make us eat dinner first, though. You know he likes to cook for us."

"Yeah, I forgot you're spoiled."

"Asshole." I said with a laugh, pushing his shoulder. "What do you wanna do in town? And please don't say go to the bookstore."

"Actually, it's called a library." James said, grinning when I scoffed.

"You're such a nerd."

James had been my best friend since we were five, and there wasn't really anything we didn't know about the other. And this last year, he'd started coming to mean more to me than just a friend. Subtle things here and there-fingers brushing against the other, eyes locking longer than necessary, and shy smiles-had all started and hadn't stopped.

Then, there were the kisses, slow and hesitant at first before growing more confident.

It was hard to explain, but until I began developing feelings for James, I hadn't thought I was gay. I'd mostly had crushes on girls. But James' brunet hair, hazel eyes, and kissable lips made him the biggest distraction, and I kept staring at him until he looked at me.

"What?" He asked.

I lunged forward and tackled him. He grunted as I rolled on top of him, and I kicked his knees aside until I was between his legs. His dick hardened and I grinned, but my amusement fled when he grinded his hips upward, causing me to moan.

Then, I kissed him. He tasted like the banana Laffy Taffy he'd been eating earlier, and I flicked his tongue with mine, tasting more of him.

"I think I could spend forever kissing you." I said before doing it again.

"I think I'd let you." He responded after the next one.

His hazel eyes flickered to mine, and my heart beat just a little faster at the eye contact. I didn't remember what life was like before James, and I never wanted the reminder.

All I needed was the boy in my arms. The one who drove me wild with lust but also touched a spot in my heart no one else ever could.

"God, Kendall." He moaned as I kissed down his neck. "Fuck me."

Ever since we'd discovered our feelings for each other, we'd fucked like rabbits. For years, we'd had sleepovers at each other's houses, but those sleepovers were much more X-rated these days. His parents didn't know about us, and neither did my grandpa.

No one knew.

We'd talked about coming out before, but neither of us were ready. Living in a small town in the south made it challenging. Hell, coming out anywhere was scary as fuck, but it was even more so here in Willow, Arkansas. The people were nice enough, but with some of the churches having signs that read Pray the Gay Away… well, it wasn't exactly encouraging.

At the lake, we had privacy, so we spent a lot of time out there.

We were in our swim trunks and nothing else. I rubbed my hands down James' smooth, tanned chest, and his fingers gently grazed down my back. He kissed the side of my neck, and I tilted my head back to give him better access.

Knowing I liked it a bit rough, he clawed my shoulders as he sucked at the base of my throat.

"Dammit, James. Mmm." I found his mouth again and kissed his soft lips, tangling my fingers in his hair as the other hand worked his shorts down.

I knew every part of his body, just like he knew mine. Being with him like this was my favorite place to be. I'd never known the touch of anyone else. Neither had he. He was my first, and I knew he'd be my last.

The only one I wanted.

After grabbing the small bottle of lube from my gym bag and using it on both of us, I slowly thrust into him. We'd just had sex earlier that day, so he wasn't too tight. But still, I went slowly so I wouldn't hurt him.

He clawed my back harder, and I placed feather light kisses along his jaw as I pushed deeper. The sensation of sliding in and out of his heat was incredible, and I couldn't stop from occasionally whimpering in his ear.

"Harder." He begged, digging his nails into my back.

I smiled down at him, focusing on the soft planes of his face and his long, dark eyelashes. He was perfect and he was mine. And I was his. I thrust into him just the way he loved, slow and deep.

His groans turned to breathy gasps as I leaned down and captured his left his nipple with my teeth.

"Fuck. I'm gonna come." He said, throwing his head back and exposing his sexy neck.

Kissing up his chest, I continued moving inside of him, quickening my pace with each thrust. With my free hand, I reached between us and started jerking him off. Each of his moans was like music to my ears.

His dick twitched in my hand right as I felt hot cum coat my palm.

"That's it, baby." I said, jerking him faster. "Fuck. You feel so good."

James' body shuddered with his release, and I let myself go too, coming inside of him with such force that I cried out. With one last pump into his ass, the spasms died down and my whole body relaxed. I rested my forehead against his and tried to catch my breath before slipping out of him and laying my head on his chest.

"I love you, Ken." He whispered, wrapping his arms around my neck and holding me close to him. His heart was going wild beneath my ear, matching the beating of mine.

"I love you, too."

And I did. With all of my fucking heart.

Life would only get better too. During hockey that year, some scouts had attended one of the biggest games of our season after seeing the video I'd submitted, and I'd been recruited to University of Arkansas. It wasn't my top choice, but the school I really wanted to attend-one in California-had chosen someone else over me.

It had hurt like hell, but playing hockey was all I wanted to do, so at least I'd get that chance at U of A.

James was going for English Lit. Plans had already been made. He would room with me at school and we'd probably end up fucking each other's brains out every day between classes. We'd come out and no longer hide who we were. No longer hide that we were in love.

Every day would be spent together, laughing, fucking, and loving. Creating a life together.

Finally able to move, I rolled off him and lay by his side, staring up at the blue sky. My eyes were heavy, and I started nodding off. I felt James move but didn't look to see what he was doing. The sun warmed my skin and felt so great after having one damn good orgasm.

Cool water hit my chest.

"Shit!" I sat up, suddenly wide awake. James stood knee deep in the lake a few feet away. "Did you seriously just throw water on me?"

"I don't know. Did I?" He smirked as he bent and cupped more water in his palms before doing it again.

"You are so dead." I pulled my swim trunks back on and leapt at him.

He squealed as I pushed him farther out in the lake.

In the deeper water, a dunking war ensued between us, which I might have gone a bit easy on him so I didn't kick his ass that bad.

Everything was perfect, and I couldn't have been happier.

Done! So, this is actually the first part of the prologue, which takes place in the past and will run for two more chapters before jumping to the present day.

I would love to hear your thoughts on the chapter, as well as if you happened to have a favorite part/moment!

The next chapter will be up tomorrow, with another coming this weekend, so you won't have to wait too long for those.

Until then!

-Epically Obsessed