For you, Xbigtimerusherx. I love you, boo.
It was inevitable they would find out. James may have thought his actions were inconspicuous. But in reality, Kendall and Logan had known for a while now. They knew he kept an eye trained on them. They knew he stole glances of them kissing. And they were awake when he cracked open their door to catch a glimpse of the two boys, half-nude and limbs tangled around the other.
Initially, Logan assumed he was uncomfortable. Not many guys wanted to see PDA from two other males. So, Logan convinced Kendall to cut down. They touched less often in front of the guys. They saved their kisses for the bedroom. But when the locked doorknob to their room jiggled late in the night, Logan began to rethink his inference.
Peeking between almost closed lids, Logan's mouth moved with Kendall's; tongues tangling in a deep kiss. Logan didn't have to search long before he spotted James. The taller brunette was practically boring holes through the other two.
Separating their lips, Logan placed his to Kendall's ear, hand cupping his neck to whisper. "He's watching."
Smirking, Kendall casually glanced over his shoulder, indeed finding James staring. "Well, what're we gonna do about that?"
"I have an idea." Logan resealed their lips, making sure to wiggle his hips downward into Kendall's. He made sure to drag out the low moan that made its way up his throat.
A choked gasp resounded from the other side of the room. The side of the room James occupied. Pushing Logan backwards gently, Kendall looked at the third boy again.
Legs tensed, James had a hand to his reddened face, obviously aghast at allowing the noise to escape him.
"Something wrong, Jamie?" Kendall shuddered at the nickname Logan used. Logan's bedroom voice was so sexy. In bed, Logan let his carnal instincts take over; inhibitions flew out the window as lust took over.
An unintelligible noise, neither confirmation nor rejection, escaped James.
Squeezing Logan's hips, Kendall guided him from his straddling position. As the shorter flopped onto the bed and rid himself of clothing, Kendall spoke to the taller brunette, cupping his own ear. "Sorry, didn't quite catch that."
Hand dropping, James grasped a fistful of jean material on his knee. His face twisted into a pained expression. "Fuck you guys."
"If you want to." Running a hand from the back of his neck, Logan reached his own erection, gripping the base firmly before tugging a few times. James watched, utterly transfixed, as Logan's cock bounced back onto his soft, yet flat, belly.
Rising to a kneeing position on the bed, Kendall gripped the hem of his shirt. Torso stretching, he pulled his shirt off. He swore he heard a low groan come from James. A hand, Logan's hand, rested on his stomach before rubbing in soothing circles.
"It's up to you." Kendall raised his thick eyebrows at James as he continued speaking.
"Fuck yeah."
With that short statement, James' body sprang up from the chair. Racing over to the bed, he pushed Kendall down by his shoulders before gripping the waist of his pants. Ripping the tight material down, underwear catching and following, James unveiled Kendall's dick. Mouth practically watering, James turned his hungry glance from Kendall to Logan, and back again.
"Lay down. Let us take care of you." Logan's voice dipped an octave. He had sat up, hand cupping James through the fabric of his pants. Panting, James shed his shirt. Knees on the bed, he crawled up between Kendall and Logan, settling down in the mass of pillows.
Kendall cupped his smooth cheek, thumb caressing James' full bottom lip. Logan curled in his muscular side, hands roaming over flesh. Panting heavily through open lips, James' patience exasperated. He reached up, grabbing a handful of blonde locks to tug on. Unresisting, Kendall closed the distance and press a hot, opened-mouth kiss to James' lips.
A warm, wetness coated James' nether regions. Choking on a gasp into Kendall's mouth, James released one of his hands, reaching down to cup Logan's cheek.
Separating, Kendall glanced down, eyes meeting Logan's with a smile. Pressing a last kiss to the corner of James' lips, Kendall scooted down the bed. His hands gently spread James' legs open a little more. He settled between them next to Logan, sides touching.
A hand on each of the bobbing heads, James fought to keep his eyes opened and focused. The pleasure of two warm mouths, working over his aching manhood complicated his actions; his control was rapidly declining.
Hands working the base of his erection, a new sensation, James felt his head flop back into the pillows. His mouth agape, let out uncontrollable whines and moans into the air.
It wasn't until he felt a wetness probing his entrance that James finally lost it. Whimpering as he released, James looked down upon hearing a lapping noise. Moaning softly, James watching Kendall and Logan clean his softening member before rising to clean his stomach.
Logan crawled up the bed, lips pursed, silently asking James for a kiss. Readily complying, James gave the other a sweet kiss.
Still panting, trying to catch his breath, James felt each boy nestle into his sides, under his arms. Body calming from his high, James stroked Kendall's shoulder. "Should I?"
Chuckling, Logan's hand trailed to rest on James' stomach, smoothing over the rising and falling abdomen. "We can give you a few minutes if you want."
Done. Maybe. Perhaps.