Can I just begin by saying that this is the most embarrassing story I have ever written? For me, that is. All the information on gay porn sites, is not from my knowledge. I will not say where it's from... oh my God this is so embarrassing. Still, I've been working on this story for a while, and I must admit, it's like my baby. My very gay baby LOL.
Disclaimer: I do NOT own the porn sites Brazzers, Men . com , Tyler St. James (yes he's real). I also don't own the names Hot Fuss (The Killers' first album) nor do I own Lovesick Electric (Hot Chelle Rae's first album). I don't own the song used, One Way Or Another by Blondie.
I'm just going on a whim here and posting it. I wrote this about two or three months ago... Finally got the urge to post it. Please, please enjoy :)
Hot Fuss
Isn't it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different? - Prince Caspian, by C.S. Lewis
James enters the office, peering around the door frame, looking at his boss. "Sir? You wanted to see me?"
Mr. Stetson looks up, distractedly, removing his glasses from his nose and placing them on his head. "Hmm? Oh yes, come in, James. I need to talk to you."
Mr. Stetson was 23 years, barely a year older than James, and a thousand times richer. He smiles at James as the boy sits, his tight, tight jeans cutting into his stomach and slightly suffocating him.
"Yes, Mr. Stetson?" James says, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
"James, how many times will I tell you to call me Jett?" Jett says, folding his hands in front of him. "You know we're planning on expanding our gay porn videos here at Brazzers. So, we're getting the head porn star from Men . com to come here on a contract, and all of his scenes are going to be with you."
James shrugs. Gay sex is way better than normal sex. He'll take a sexy guy on his lap any day. "Cool."
"The guy's porn name is Hot Fuss. Ever heard of him?"
Hot Fuss... where had James heard that before?!
"All the girls looove me, Kendall. I'm a hot fuss," fifteen year old James bragged to his blonde friend.
Kendall laughed, rolling his eyes. "I think you mean hot mess, Jamie."
James frowns, his heart racing. It has to be a coincidence, right? Right?
The last time he saw Kendall was when they were nineteen. It was the worst day of his life. The day he'll regret forever. He was so stupid.
"...James?" Jett's voice broke through the boy's reverie.
"Yeah?" James says, mind racing non-stop. It can't be Kendall. How is that even possible? It was nothing more than a mere coincidence.
"His real name is Kendall Knight, James."
What? James tries to reason with himself. There are probably tons of guys with the name Kendall Knight.
James feels like crying.
"There's a reason he's the best in the business, James," Jett says, oblivious to James' mental breakdown, pushing a small picture towards him. "He's smoking hot, and all the men and women love him. He's exactly what we need at our business. He's expensive, but once he's here, it'll be worth it."
James gulps, before taking a look at the picture. And once he sees it, he feels like crying. It's his Kendall. The blonde hair was darker, and green eyes more intense, but he could still see his Kendall there.
Kendall was naked, but one of his hands was in front of his junk, the other, by his mouth, in a fake-gasping motion, green eyes blazing.
James can't stop staring at it.
Jett pulls it away, and James realizes that his mouth is hanging open idiotically. "That's the picture on the cover of Men . com, James. I'd show you the one where he's fully naked with his entire hand in his ass, but you might cum, just looking at it," he says wryly, and James blushes.
"Jett... I know this is big for Brazzers and everything, but... can't you choose someone else?"
Jett's eyes widen. "Why? Kendall requested the best, in fact, actually, he requested you."
Oh fuck.
His face probably showed his shock, because Jett asks, "What's wrong, James? He's practically the hottest man on the planet."
"He- I- We used to be best friends..." James swallows; his brain feels like it's going to explode.
"Wha- Oh," Jett says, understanding. "Used to be? What happened?"
"We... we both just turned nineteen. It was the four of us. You know Logan, he's your secretary, there was Carlos, he was so childish everyone just had to love him, there was me, and then there was... Kendall. Kendall and I... we were sort of dating and they got drunk, but I didn't, because I was supposed to drive them back to their houses. And then one of my ex girlfriends came and kissed me and I kissed her back, and Kendall saw. I blamed it on the alcohol but we both knew I didn't drink a drop. I regretted it ever since. We didn't talk after that fight, and I miss him so much."
James wipes straying tears away, as he looks at Jett, who looks at him with a sad look on his face.
"James, I wish I could help you, but-"
"Mr. Stetson?" Logan, Jett's assistant, peered around the corner, eyes wide and shocked. His eyes dart to James, for a millisecond before, "Someone is here to see you."
James sits up. No. This can't be happening. His heart begins to pound in his chest as if it were trying to beat the way out of his chest.
Jett spares a glance at him, and Logan disappears, before his figure is replaced by another. James' throat goes dry and his mouth drops open when he sees Kendall.
He's wearing short shorts, so short you could see the curve of his ass, and a see-through oversized vest, with combat boots laced to the knee. Through the shirt, James could see a piece of the G-string that Kendall's wearing.
Fucking sexy.
James tears his eyes away from Kendall's body, looking over at Jett, who, to his surprise is shifting uncomfortably in his seat. Jett, who can watch girls and boys fuck each other and not twitch a muscle, was even the slightest bit turned on by Kendall Knight.
Kendall glances at James, a smirk playing on his face. He walks into the room, sitting on the couch, his never ending legs draping over the handle of the chair.
"James," he acknowledges, the brunet's name rolling off his tongue with ease. He turns to Jett, who's pulling at his pants. James looks down at his own in dismay, even through the tight material; you could see his half boner tent.
"Jett," Kendall purrs, and the guy swallows, hard, before finding his voice.
"Mr. Knig- Kendall," he corrects, at the boy's glare. "We at Brazzers are so happy to have you here. All your shots are going to be with James here, who I understand you have a long history with-"
He's cut off when Kendall swings those pale legs of his on the ground, standing up, sauntering over James. "Jamie," he coos, and suddenly James can't breathe. He dangles a leg over James' lap, straddling him. "What's it been? Like 3 years?" He cocks his head to the side, but James can't find his voice.
Kendall licks along the side of James' neck, the brunet shuddering under his touch. James looks over at Jett, but the guy is just watching them with wide eyes.
Kendall leans forward, till his lips are millimetres from James'. He could feel James' desire emanating in the air, he looks into James' eyes, seeing the want there. James' pulse is racing, and Kendall leans forward-
-And passes his lips to go to his ear, biting his lobe softly, and James moans, head dropping forward.
"Think you'd get me back so easy, Jamie?" He breathes into James' ear. "Now you're my bitch."
James' breathing gets ragged, and he chokes when Kendall thrusts downwards onto his crutch. Kendall gets up, winking at James, hand swinging and 'accidentally' hitting something from Jett's desk onto the ground. He bends down, wiggling his ass at James, and the brunet clutches the chair handles so tight, that his knuckles turn white.
Kendall's a fucking tease and he knows it.
When the blonde straightens up, he winks at James, swaggering out of the door.
James meets Jett's eyes, both pairs wide and their breathing ragged.
James tugs at his painful erection, hating the tight pants, unable to get Kendall's green eyes out of his head.
He was so screwed.
...
The next morning, Jett finds James the second he walks into the building. James rubs the sleep from his eyes, clutching his coffee tightly.
"James, today, you will start with a photo shoot, leading to a sex scene, and then that will be it for the day, okay?"
James grins, pearly whites shining, following Jett as he begins to walk towards the main area. "Who is it today? Megan? Oooh, I love anal with Heather. Her ass is practically perfect. Maybe Mark-"
"James," Jett cuts in, glaring at him. "Have you already forgotten? You have to-"
"Hey Jamie," a smooth voice cuts in, and James looks up, to see Kendall standing there with nothing on but an extremely tight black pants.
James can't stop staring at the blonde's chest, the V of his hips leading down into his pants-
James is rudely interrupted from his stare-fest, when his coffee cup slips out of his hand, and crashes to the ground, splattering over his new Vuitton shoes. He looks down at his shoes in dismay, but Jett grabs his hand, pulling him along.
"Come on, James. You need to get dressed. Someone will clean that up."
Fifteen minutes later, and Calypso (the hair dresser/make-up artist) has him in the same pants as Kendall, and she's placed bow-ties around their necks.
"More eyeliner, babe," Kendall says, waving his hands to Calypso, who rolls her eyes, grinning. James raises an eyebrow. Calypso was such a bitch to him, why is Kendall any different? He bites his lip. He can't even watch Kendall straight in his face, how was he supposed to have sex with him?
This was going to be a total disaster, he knew it.
Calypso comes up to them, and tells them to stand side by side. James gulps as Kendall stands next to him, pressing their arms together. Calypso grins a toothy smile; her glossed lips stretching thin, as she raises her hand and sprays them with something.
It's cold, and James flinches but Kendall barely reacts.
"What the fuck is that, Cal?" James growls out, and she sends him a death glare.
"It's edible glitter, James," she says dropping Kendall a glittery wink.
Oh shit.
Kendall smiles at her, looking at James, green eyes wide and innocent. He was a tease and he fucking knew it.
"Boys!" Jett snaps and James rolls his eyes. Jett's such a prissy bitch when he's ready.
They walk into one of the hundreds of bedrooms that the building had. There's a bunch of people standing there already, looking bored, with cameras and computers.
For the first time ever, nervousness is clawing its way up James' back, and he gulps.
A girl bounces up to them, a smile on her face. "Hi, Kendall. I'm Jackie and I'm a lesbian."
Kendall blinks, looking at her weirdly. James clears his throat. "All the employees of Brazzers are mandated to introduce themselves along with their sexuality. It helps clear things up."
Kendall just spares him a brief glance, before turning back to Jackie, a small, flirty smile playing on his lips.
"Well, Jackie, I'm Kendall, and I'm pansexual," he says, winking at her, and she blushes. James' mouth drops open.
How could Kendall get a lesbian flustered?!
Un-fucking-believable.
She bites her lip. "Stop that," she says, grinning. "You're making me question my sexuality. So I'm gonna take pictures, you could pose any way you want, and whenever you're ready, you could have sex. There are cameras videotaping for the entire thing, so if you need to stop, just tell us, okay?"
Kendall nods, grinning at her, and James is just there, shocked.
"C'mon, Jamie," Kendall calls, standing by the bed, gesturing over to James. James walks over to him, and they look at each other, not knowing what to do.
Jackie rolls her eyes. "Kendall, pull James in. James, rest your head on Kendall's shoulder."
James looks at the blonde, and he reaches out, pulling the brunet in. James places his head in the crook of Kendall's neck, and they fit perfectly, like a puzzle. Kendall wraps his hands around James' torso, and suddenly James feels the guilt he's tried to push down for forever, rise up in him, and he lets out a broken sob, and Kendall's grip tightens around him.
"Jamie?" Kendall whispers, and James moves his head from Kendall's shoulder to Kendall's forehead.
He's trying to fight the tears, because it's a sex scene for Christ's sake. "Baby, I'm sorry. I was so stupid. I- I can't even tell you how guilty I feel."
"Jamie, I forgave you the second I saw you yesterday."
James chokes, and he's so fucking happy, he kisses Kendall. Kendall immediately responds, and whatever flame or spark they felt at nineteen years, it hadn't disappeared. James' hands trail down to Kendall's ass, hoisting him up, the blonde's long legs wrapping around his torso, and James folds his hands tight around the boy's waist.
This is what James sacrificed, when he kissed that girl. This is what he gave up. This is what he's been missing out on for the past three years.
Suddenly he fucking hated himself.
Kendall is grinding down on him, pulling at his hair, and scratching down his back, mewling like a little kitten. James can't ignore him, he pulls Kendall even closer, trying to convey his love by pressing his lips harder against Kendall's.
They pull apart and rest their heads against each other again.
"I missed you baby," Kendall whispers, and James feels like crying again.
A flash suddenly distracts them, and James whips his head to the side, "Turn off that fucking flash, Jackie!"
He turns back to Kendall, but not before seeing everyone's reactions.
They all looked shocked... and horny.
James grins. "You ready, Ken?" he whispers, and the blonde smirks.
James tosses Kendall on the bed, before crawling up his body, licking at the glitter. It actually tasted fucking good. Like chocolate covered strawberries with a hint of Kendall.
He bites down on the boy's nipple, and Kendall lets out a moan that James is pretty sure gave everyone in the room a boner... including himself. Kendall tugs at his hair, and James groans, licking and sucking every inch of Kendall's skin that was covered with glitter.
He drags his teeth along Kendall's V, the boy's hips bucking up. James buries his face in Kendall's erection, inhaling deeply. The blonde smelled... orgasmic. He literally has to peel the pants off his legs, his boner springing up, because they're both commando. Why not?
James stares at Kendall's body. He's become a man, and James wasn't there to see it. Although they were together before, this would be the first time they were having sex, and didn't James want that dick inside of him.
It was fucking huge.
He looks at the blonde's dick, that's lying against his stomach. He holds it, sucking the tip gently, hearing Kendall gasp out a broken "Jamie". He kisses the top of it gently, and Kendall groans, hand in James' hair tightening. He loves the taste of Kendall, he loves the moans Kendall is making, he loves Kendall.
James is moving up and down on Kendall's dick, humming softly, his gag reflex kicking in as Kendall's dick hits the back of his throat. Kendall's head is thrown back, against the pillows as he moans out, "F-fuck so good Jamie," thrusting faster and faster into James' mouth.
James is grazing his teeth along Kendall's cock, before sucking the top of it hard, and Kendall is thrusting up helplessly.
"J-Ja- I'm-" Kendall's spewing out random babble, but it's enough for James to understand, and he pulls up a little, as Kendall comes in his mouth, and James swallows it without hesitation.
Kendall has a soft smile on his face, as he brings James up for a kiss before flipping them over. He kisses down the side of James' neck, pulling off the bowtie and throws it to the side, tongue darting out to taste the glitter.
"Mmm," he says. "Chocolate and strawberries. Delicious."
Shudders are sent down James' spine when he says that. How could Kendall make one word sound so sensual? Kendall licks him, like a kitten, tongue darting out now and then to drag along James' skin.
And it's driving James crazy.
Kendall is wearing a 100 mega-watt smile when he reaches James' erection which is so painful, James is afraid he explodes. He watches Kendall as he moves down slowly, eyes on James as he bites down on James' clothed erection and a yell escapes James, pleasure shooting through him.
He rips off James' pants, licking his lips when he sees the brunet's erection spring free. He drags his tongue on the upside of James' dick, and the brunet shudders, before Kendall opens his legs and holds them up, practically bending James in half.
Kendall bends down and licks the puckered hole, and James bites his lip. This is fucking sexy, and he already feels as if he might come. The blonde licks it again, before sucking it hard, and the brunet is scrambling the find purchase on anything, and he grabs Kendall's bicep.
Kendall continues sucking on the hole and James can't believe, it feels so fucking good. His head is thrown back, the hand that is not holding Kendall, is clenching the sheets.
He's moaning like Kendall's bitch and Kendall sticks a finger in James, one, then two, before hooking it, and shoving them all the way in, hitting James' prostate. James' back arches, maybe he could be a part-time contortionist? He reaches down between his legs to try to relieve himself, but Kendall swats his hand away.
Kendall adds another finger, and he's fucking James with those three fingers, sliding them in and out, and James is rocking back and forth on them. He loves this so much.
"Kend- So good, babe. It feels so fucking good," James mumbles, and Kendall pulls out, smiling and kissing away James' pout.
He bends his head to whisper in James' ear. "You want me to go in bareback, baby?" he asks and James nods frantically, he doesn't really care, he just needs something.
Kendall lines up by James' hole, using his spit as lube, and he pushes in slowly, until he's fully sheathed inside of James. He's bigger than anything James has ever had and he feels so good. He pulls out and pushed back in slowly, although James is sobbing and begging for more, he refuses to go faster. He's drawing out the pleasure, for James, it's driving the brunet fucking nuts.
Kendall pushes in, stalling, swiveling his hips experimentally, and James' eyes shoot open wide, gasping for air as he rubs against his prostrate, pushing up against it. James makes a sound between a choke, a moan, and a yell, clenching the sheets, hips thrusting up to meet Kendall's movements.
Kendall's pounding out a rhythm, a steady beat against his ass, and James is drowning, he can't see properly, so he reaches out for Kendall, pulling him down to meet his lips. He bites Kendall's lip, scratching down Kendall's back, his nails digging into his hips.
Kendall slips a hand beneath James' waist, raising him up, and flipping them over, with James on top, and the brunet slams down onto Kendall's dick, falling forward onto Kendall's chest. Kendall moans as James clenches around him, gripping the boy's hips as he moves up and down on his dick.
To James, it feels bigger this way, anchoring him. It feels so different, stretching him more and he's going deeper and James can't breathe."Baby- Fuck," James moans out as Kendall strikes his prostrate perfectly. It feels so good, he moves up and down, before Kendall just holds onto the brunet's hips, and thrusts upwards multiple times.
James feels electricity running though his veins, his heart racing, as Kendall pounds upwards into him. He rests his hands on Kendall's chest, supporting his body, their moans echoing throughout the room. It's more intense than James has ever experienced. Kendall's hips slow, before speeding up again, and fuck does this guy ever get tired?
With every shove he breathe Kendall's name, palms bracing on his chest, and James can't stop moaning and groaning out his name like it's a mantra. Like it's the only word left in his vocabulary.
Kendall grips his hips, and their eyes meet, and there's some sort of unspoken connection between them, but James doesn't care. He's sobbing, it feels so good. There's a rising euphoric feeling in him, one that he can't keep down.
This has got to be the shortest sex scene he's ever done, but he can't keep it in, he loves the feeling of Kendall inside of him.
James could feel his orgasm hitting him, the euphoria rising in him, the uncoiling in his stomach. Kendall never slows, and the orgasm rises in James like a wave, pulling him under.
He grinds down on Kendall, desperate and wanting for his orgasm to hit. It feels so good, as he clenches around Kendall, the boy's fingers digging into his hips as he moans loudly.
"Ken- I'm gonna-" he barely has time to groan out before he comes, spurting out on Kendall's chest, seeing white for a few seconds, as he comes harder than he's ever done.
He falls on Kendall's chest, and the blonde thrusts up a few more lazy times, before coming, filling the brunet to the brim, cum dripping out, rolling down James' thigh.
James looks Kendall in the eyes, and something has changed, but they don't know what. And as Kendall's going to say something-
"Okay, cut!"
James looks up. He totally forgot that this was a sex scene. He scrambles off Kendall, grabbing the towel Jackie's handing him, and wipes himself with it.
The entire crew's looking at them, most of them looking horny, and some guys' dicks out shamelessly, cum splattered over their hands.
James rolls his eyes, walking out the room, going back to look for Calypso, and his clothes. Kendall enters behind him, and he can't meet James' eyes. James is a little unsteady from that fantabulous orgasm, and he looks at his pants in dismay.
"Um... Calypso," James says softly.
The girl looks at him, eyebrow raised. "I can't bend down," he whispers, and she laughs, coming to help him pull up his pants.
After a little pain, a lot of pulling and tugging, James finally has his pants on, and Kendall is fully dressed. He's wearing knee-length black jeans, white vest, and a Choose 180 necklace.
A Choose 180 necklace that James gave him for his 18th birthday.
James feels like crying, looking at Kendall, studying his features, his chiseled jaw, gelled hair, and pale skin. He's beautiful, and James just wants to touch him. He resists the urge, slipping on his jersey, and tying on a bracelet that Kendall had made for him when they were fifteen.
Kendall sees it, and his eyes are wide. "You still have that?" he breathes, and James is distracted for a moment by his perfect pink lips.
"Why wouldn't I?" James responds, cause honestly, he's confused.
Kendall looks at him, swallowing hard, before disappearing through the door, without giving James a chance to call him back.
James stares at the space that Kendall had previously stood. He remembers what Kendall had said.
Jamie, I forgave you the second I saw you yesterday.
Was it just the heat of the moment, or was Kendall lying?
...
It was an obsession James has developed.
Okay, it's more like an infatuation.
He rubs his hand over his face as he closes the... twentieth? porn scene with Hot Fuss and Lovesick Electric.
Aka Kendall, and his co-star, Tyler St. James.
It turned out that Kendall wasn't the head porn star at Men . com. He's half of the head porn duo.
And James can't stop watching their videos. They're perfect together, James can see that. He looks down at his softening cock in dismay, grabbing the hundredth paper napkin to wipe himself up.
He read somewhere that a teen masturbated and orgasm-ed forty-something times in a row, and he died... maybe James should stop now.
But he can't stop the jealous pang he gets every time he sees Kendall making out with Tyler. He sighs, standing up, his legs feeling like jelly.
He misses Kendall. He misses their corny jokes, he misses all the times they shared together. He misses everything. It's his entire fault.
How is he going to fix it?
"Hey James!" Jett calls out to the brunet as he enters the building. James walks up to him, looking around for Kendall.
"Where's Kendall?" James asks, and Jett raises an eyebrow. "He's in the conference room. You need to come too."
James nods, following Jett to the room. It's pretty amazing, how people don't usually see what's behind the scenes to porn sites, there's so much more than porn stars and lots of sex. He enters the room, immediately looking for Kendall. The blond is sitting in a chair, talking to Logan animatedly. By the look on Logan's face, he was still shocked that his... their leader turned out like this.
James takes a seat opposite Kendall, nodding a greeting to everyone, meeting Kendall's eyes for a second, before turning back to Jett. There's just a few more people in the room, heads of different sections, and a few head porn stars.
"We are going to launch the new video in a few hours," Jett announces, hands placed flat against the desk as he leaned on it. "We have sent it to a few of our sponsors already, and it's come back with amazing reviews. Here," he says, tossing two folders to James and Kendall. "Normally, everyone would be able to see the reviews, but I think James and Kendall would want to keep those to themselves," he smiles at them both, and James is almost afraid to open the folder. Jett continues talking, but James opens the folder, looking at the printed reviews, heart racing.
"Usually sex scenes look almost emotionless, but this one is filled with so much emotion. It's real. It's just the thing we've been looking for, for years."
"Perfect. Those two boys portrayed it perfectly. It was almost, if I may say, as if they were in love."
"Did not disappoint. That video is an amazing way to kick off the gay section of your website. It was real, so real, and I, as well as my team loved it."
The reviews continued like that, some even asking if the boys were in love. James looks up at Kendall, eyes wide, but the blonde isn't meeting his eyes. He can't meet his eyes. James swallows, hard, before turning his attention to Jett.
"-and therefore we're going to be hosting a party tomorrow night. Everyone is invited. Jackie is in charge of the invitations, Logan is in charge of the invitees.-"
Kendall cuts him off, standing up. He walks over to Jett, whispering something in his ear, and Jett nods slowly, then the blond walks out without a glance to James. James swallows back tears, before he realizes that Kendall had left his folder.
...
Jett smiles as he raises his glass to the crowd facing him. "We used to be known as the #1 website for many years, before our rates dropped tremendously because of our lack of the gay section in our website. So thanks to the help of Men . com, and Kendall Knight, the number of subscribers has quadrupled, practically overnight. We owe it all to Kendall, and our own, James Diamond."
Applause echoes throughout the room as he pauses. "So today we are going to enjoy ourselves and, remember, we have over a hundred bedrooms. Please make use of them." He winks at the crowd, who laughs before music blares and the lights dim.
James turns to Kendall, a small frown on his face. "Kendall, we need to talk."
The blonde nods, before walking ahead of James. He's wearing a black leather jacket, open, with nothing underneath, and black pants that hug his ass perfectly. They enter a room, and James locks it behind him, not that he'd care if anyone saw them.
Kendall turns around, hands stuffed in his pockets, eyes wide and cautious. James bites his lip, looking over at Kendall.
"What happened to you, Ken?" James asks softly, and Kendall looks down.
"I'm not sure... I think I just went into a mental breakdown after you... after we broke up. I met Ty... Tyler, and we sort of hooked-up, and then he introduced me to this porn thing, and everyone loved me so..." Kendall trails off, shrugging. "When you saw me the first time, that wasn't really me. My manager told me to dress to impress, and I really wanted to impress. I was so fucking nervous it wasn't funny," he says, forcing a laugh, and James' eyes widen.
"Baby, I'm so sorry," James says, tears in his eyes, and Kendall is across the room in less than a second, cupping James' face in his hands.
"Jamie, you really need to stop saying that. I know you're sorry," he says, stroking the side of James' face. "It's just that the past 3 years have changed us both, babe."
James chokes, leaning into Kendall's touch. "I know," he says softly, feeling tears in his eyes. "But baby, I'm willing to try."
Kendall looks at him with wide eyes, and James can't stand it, he moves in and kisses Kendall, slow at first, before adding pressure. They're practically drinking each other's love and lust in, stumbling over to the bed.
Kendall wraps his legs around James, pulling the boy tight against him, thrusting upwards. They're rolling against each other and Kendall's moans echo throughout the room as James sucks his neck, biting and licking, moving downwards, not even bothering to take off Kendall's jacket. He kisses his way down Kendall's torso, the boy gripping his hair tight.
They need it so bad, James doesn't want to wait. There's something about here and now, that he doesn't want to lose. He rips off Kendall's pants, pulling off his own, as well as his shirt, then moves up to the blonde to give him a kiss.
"Take me, Jamie," Kendall whispers and James swallows, hard, because the blonde's green eyes are dancing with something different and unknown, and if James could capture this moment forever, he would.
James reaches down between Kendall's legs, to prepare him, but Kendall stops him, his head shaking, eyes wide and trusting.
James lines his dick up to Kendall's hole, pushing in slowly, past each ring of muscle. Kendall's tight, especially for a porn star, and James loves the feeling of heat pressing against his dick.
It's raw, but Kendall loves it, wrapping his legs around James' waist, hands around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss as the brunet begins to move. Kendall arches, his moans driving James crazy.
His head is thrown back against the pillows, pressing against them, as he gasps with every thrust. He moves down to meet James' thrusts, and James presses their foreheads together, kissing the blonde deeply, shifting slightly, hitting Kendall's prostrate.
"Fuck!" Kendall yells out, hands digging into James' shoulders. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck, Jamie," he moans as James slams into his prostrate.
Kendall is literally writhing under him, nails scratching down the brunet's back, digging him with every thrust. He clenches around James and James moans out loudly, driving into Kendall with more passion.
James loves the feeling of this, the feeling of Kendall wrapped around him, he can feel his orgasm rising like a flame in the pits of his stomach. He tries to hold it down, but Kendall moving under him is too sexy, and he just can't.
Kendall tightens around him, and James can't help it, he knows he's gonna come, and he does, filling Kendall up, the boy a tight wrap around his dick.
Kendall follows right after, yelling James' name, fingers gripping the boy's shoulders. James collapses next to him, trembling from that orgasm.
He turns to Kendall, who is smiling at the ceiling.
"Hey," he says softly, and the blonde turns to face him. "Why are you smiling?"
He's captured by the blonde's eyes which are sparkling. The blonde's smile gets wider. "Why can't I smile? I just got my best friend back."
James grins, looking down, intertwining their fingers. "Kendall..." he says, looking at the blond, who's smile vanishes in a second. "Kendall, I-"
Kendall, I love you.
He's cut off by a wide-eyed Kendall, who's scrambling up from the bed, as if he knew what James was going to say. "James, I can't do this now. I need to meet Jett right now."
James covers his face with his hands. "Why, Kendall?" is all he asks, feeling the urge to cry. Kendall didn't want him back. Kendall never wanted him back.
There's a pause, and James moves his hands from his face, to see Kendall staring at him. James gets off the bed, moving over to Kendall's who's already wiped the cum off his chest, and dick. James stands in front of Kendall, eyes in slits. "Why don't you want me back, Ken?" he asks, and Kendall frowns, swallowing hard.
"Who said I didn't?" he asks, softly, so softly that James barely heard.
Kendall moves away from James, head down, pulling on his pants, and fixing his jacket. James catches his hands as he does, folding them in his hands. "So why can't we try?"
Kendall looks down at their hands, before looking back up, tears in his eyes. There's some inner battle going on inside of him, James wishes he knew what it was.
"I can't, James," he says, and he pulls away from James walking over to the door.
"Why, Kendall?" James asks, feeling as if his soul is being ripped from him.
Kendall pauses, for just a second, before turning around. "I'm sorry," he whispers before leaving.
James sinks down on the bed, head in his hands. He's fucked up again, except this time he didn't fucking know what he did.
James walks into the building the next morning, feeling somewhat rejuvenated. He was going to win back Kendall, one way or another. The rejection was only because he didn't trust him, right?
He even had the song in his head. One way or another I'm gonna win ya, I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha...
He's rudely interrupted from his (wonderful) singing by some girls passing by talking loudly. "...I can't believe he's getting married! He's such a good porn star, I can't..."
James tunes them out, scoffing. No porn star would get married, unless it was to another porn star. He rolls his eyes, then sees three people standing at the end of the hall. He makes out Kendall and Jett, and holy shit. Is that Tyler St. James, Kendall's co-star?
It was. James' eyes widen. The guy is wearing clothes so tight, it looks like it was painted on him. Those thigh muscles were to die for. He probably worked out five times per hour, with the body he had.
So obviously, James immediately doesn't like him.
"Hey," Tyler says, walking up to James, a huge smile on his face. It's really hard to not like the guy. His eyes were ocean blue, sparkling and kind. "James, is it? That video was amazing. You two looked really sexy."
James smiles back at him. "Thanks," he says, looking over Tyler's shoulder to Kendall, whose blushing and looking at his feet.
"Hey babe, are you going to invite him? Aren't y'all old friends?" Tyler says, turning to Kendall.
James is surprised that he isn't bothered by Tyler calling Kendall "babe". They were co-porn stars, after all.
"Invite me to what?" James asks, looking between the both of them, back and forth, confused.
"He didn't tell you? We're-", Tyler says, and James realizes that he has a hint of a southern accent. It's actually kind of cute.
"Ty," Kendall breaks in, stepping forward. Suddenly he can't meet James' eyes, and James gets the feeling that something bad is gonna happen. "Let me tell him."
He bites his lip and looks down, before gaining courage and looking into James' eyes, sorrow and guilt written in them.
"James, Tyler is my fiancé."
uh... *awkward laugh* this is the longest one-shot I've ever written wow... review please? Tell me what u think :)
xoxo
Chelzi