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Chapter 2: Feelings Consummated
That morning, when James woke up, the memory of last night came flooding back; the memory of Carlos' rejection ever present in his mind. The bed felt empty and lonely. He was used to waking up with Carlos by his side, to feel his warmth and to gaze upon his beautiful face. They had just been here in the townhouse for a little over a week, but he'd grown used to it. And even when they were living in their apartment, they still shared a room, but were in separate beds. Now, it was just empty. Even if Carlos hadn't known James' feelings for him, it was still a treasure to wake up next to him. Sometimes, James would wake up before Carlos and he would just sit there and gaze at him, taking in every gorgeous detail of him. Sometimes, he would even venture so far as to reach out and stroke his hair.
James turned over and his eyes fell upon the empty space beside him. With a tender hand, he reached over and ran his hand over the soft fabric of Carlos' pillow. He felt his eyes start to burn with tears and his heart ached. He loved Carlos more than anything in the world and he could never have him as his own. Why did Carlos walk away? Why would he have hurt him like this? These and many other questions filled James' mind as he leaned over and pressed his face into the softness of Carlos' pillow. He inhaled deeply, the smell of Carlos' hair still lingering there. The smell was so familiar, yet so distant. The smell was of fresh spring rain and a slight hint of strawberries. Would he ever smell this again?
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
"Yeah?" James said.
"You decent?" a voice asked.
It was Kendall.
"Yeah, come in." James said, sitting up and brushing the forming tears from his eyes.
The door opened and Kendall stepped in.
"Mom said it was time to get up; breakfast will be ready soon." he said.
"O-okay. I'll be out in a minute." James said.
"You okay?" Kendall asked, noticing James' eyes were a little red, "You don't look so good."
"I'm fine. I just couldn't sleep." James said, "I'm good."
"Okay." Kendall said, stepping out and closing the door behind him.
James sighed and dragged himself out of bed. He walked into the bathroom and quickly relieved himself and gave his hair a quick fixing with his lucky comb. He then slipped on a pair of loose-fitting jeans and a t-shirt. He exited his room and walked into the kitchen where everyone else was. The room was filled with the wonderful smell of bacon and eggs cooking. But James hardly noticed; he hardly noticed anything now that the love of his life had rejected him. And he was sitting right there at the table. James sat down opposite Carlos, keeping his eyes trained on the table, not having eye-contact with him.
"Here you go, boys." Mrs. Knight said, setting their plates on the table.
"Ah-hem." Katie said.
"And girl." Mrs. Knight added.
"Thank you." Katie said, satisfied.
They sat and enjoyed their breakfast in silence. James just kept his eyes on his plate, still not looking at Carlos. Carlos seemed to be doing the same. After breakfast, Mrs. Knight drove them to school and dropped them off before driving off to run some errands.
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The only sounds that filled the classroom were the incessant words of the teacher and the soft scratching of pens on paper as the students took notes. Again, James couldn't seem to focus on his work; his eyes were constantly drifting over to Carlos, who was seated next to him. Carlos hadn't said a word to him all day and hadn't passed him a single note; usually, the two of them passed notes back and forth all day. James tore a scrap of paper from his notebook and scribbled a note:
'Please talk to me.'
He made sure the teacher wasn't looking before he passed the note to Carlos. He watched as Carlos unfolded the note and read it. But instead of scribbling an answer, Carlos simply re-folded the note and slipped it into the back of his notebook. Seeing this, James' heart dropped. Was Carlos never going to speak to him again?
After fifteen more minutes, the bell rang, signalling the end of the class. Again, everyone scrambled to the door. James stepped into the crowded hallway and scanned the mass of faces, searching for his friend. He finally spotted him over by his locker. James quickly made his way through the sea of people over to him.
"Hey. You um...didn't answer my note in language class." James said.
"I know." Carlos simply said, not looking up from sorting through his locker.
"What about last night? Why did you just walk away?" James asked.
"I don't want to talk about it." Carlos said.
"Carlos, please." James pleaded.
"I don't want to talk about it." Carlos repeated, closing his locker rather loudly.
This shocked James; this was so not like Carlos. Why wouldn't he just give him an explanation? The rest of the school day was just the same. James and Carlos had almost every class together and Carlos passed him no notes and said nothing to him. By their last class, James felt like he was about to cry. He hardly ever cried; it took alot to make him cry. Why was Carlos doing this to him?
The only sounds that filled the room were the constant beeps and trills resinating from James' Game Boy. He had been sitting here in his bean-bag chair for a good hour playing his Game Boy, trying to keep his mind off Carlos, but it seemed impossible. He;d just reached a new level on his Super Mario game when the door to the living room opened ad Carlos stepped in, closing the door behind him. Without saying a word, Carlos crossed the room in long stride and fell on his knees, straddling James on the bean-bag chair. James was about to say something. but his words left him when Carlos cupped his face gently in his hands and pressed their lips together. James' body froze, stunned by the suddenness of the kiss. He felt Carlos' lips move, pressing against his, and he felt Carlos' tongue pressing at them. Just as soon as the kiss started, it stopped, leaving James stunned and gasping softly.
"Carlos, what-" James started, but Carlos cut him off.
"I love you." Carlos gasped, kissing James again.
James pulled him away, looking him in the eyes.
"If you love me, why did you ignore me all day? Why did you walk away form me last night?" he asked.
"I've always had feelings for you, but when you kissed me...I guess...you just caught me off-guard or something." Carlos explained, "James, I love you so much. I want to b with you and hold you and be yours. If you'll still have me."
Was this happening? Was this real?
"Oh, Carlos...of course I'll still have you." James said, "You're everything I ever wanted."
A smile spread across Carlos' face and he ran his hands over James' firm chest, feeling his muscles through the thin fabric of his t-shirt.
"Carlos, you have the most beautiful smile I've ever seen." James said, placing his hand to Carlos' cheek, lightly stroking it with his thumb.
Carlos cast his eyes down, his smile widening and his cheeks tinting lightly with pink.
"Carlos," James whispered, "Kiss me."
Carlos looked up and gazed deeply into James' eyes. What he saw in those beautiful, swirling pools of amber was utter and complete trust and unspeakable love. Carlos leaned forward and lightly brushed their lips together. James' eyes fluttered and he felt Carlos' warm breath tickle the very fine hairs on his upper lip.
"James..." Carlos whispered as their lips connected.
The kiss was just a whisper at first, but it grew stronger and more passionate as they embraced one another. They both moaned and their bodies pressed together. Carlos' eyes fluttered shut and he ran his fingers through James' silky, soft hair. He felt James' tongue tease at his lips, begging for access to his mouth. Access was granted and they moaned as James' tongue slid past Carlos' parted lips. James couldn't believe how incredibly soft Carlos' lips were and how delightfully warm his mouth was. It was just how he had imagined.
After what seemed like forever, they had part, their lungs screaming or air. They pulled away, gasping softly and leaning their foreheads together. Once they regained their breath, their lips connected again and this time, James' hands wandered slowly down Carlos' back to the hem of his long-sleeved t-shirt. He toyed with the hem a bit before pulling it up a little. Carlos gasped softly as the cooler air came into contact with his caramel-colored skin. The cool air made him tense slightly, but James gently massaged his fingers across the warm flesh of Carlos' lower back, relaxing him.
Carlos moaned softly and kissed back with passion. He never knew so much pleasure could come from just kissing. Feeling James' fingers lightly flitting over his skin sent a pleasurable shiver up his spine.
"Lift it higher." Carlos moaned into the kiss.
James smiled and slowly lifted Carlos' shirt higher until they had to part so it could be lifted over his head and dropped to the floor. They just sat there for a moment, gazing at each other. Sure, James had seen Carlos with his shirt off before, but it was never like this. Not ever like this. God, he was so beautiful! He was about to pull him in for another kiss when Carlos placed his hands on his chest and stopped him.
"What?" James asked.
"Wait a sec." Carlos whispered.
He pushed himself back and stood, taking a few steps back. James watched as Carlos proceeded to ever-so-slowly slide his jeans down his slender legs. The jeans pooled around his ankles and he kicked them aside. Now he was wearing only a pair of close-fitting, blue boxerbriefs.
"Want me to take them off?" Carlos asked, giving James a seductive look.
James was speechless and his throat felt dry. Unable to find his voice, he simply nodded. He'd never seen Carlos naked before. Carlos smiled and tantalizingly-slowly slid his boxerbriefs down his slender legs and kicked them aside when they were around his ankles. He stood there, letting James' eyes wander over him.
James gulped and his eyes widened. Carlos was the most beautiful person he'd ever seen. His smaller body was adorned by slightly-pronounce muscles that complimented his body like butter compliments bread. With every breath he took, James saw his muscles ripple slight underneath his caramel skin. But his face was that of an angel. He had soft, almost feminine features and his eyes were the most gorgeous shade of brown.
"You are absolutely beautiful." James whispered.
Carlos smiled and stepped forward, straddling James' lap again. He leaned in so he could whisper in James' ear.
"Put your hands on me." he whispered seductively.
James was frozen for a second, not knowing what to do. Carlos gave him a reassuring nod and he took his hands and placed them on either side of his narrow hips. Carlos leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to James' lips. James moved his hands around to gently knead his soft hips. This caused Carlos to gasp and he kissed James passionately. Carlos trailed light kisses around to James' ear.
"Make me hard." he whispered.
James gulped on a moan, feeling himself swell in his jeans. Carlos leaned back and settled himself in James' lap. James had never done this before and he was a little nervous. He reached up and placed his hands on Carlos' chest, slowly sliding them down over his firm abdomen. He found it very arousing when Carlos sighed and tilted his head back, obviously enjoying it. Finally, James' hand reached their destination and he lightly stroked Carlos' member. Carlos let out a gasp that told James to go further. He gently gripped Carlos and stroked him, feeling the warm flesh slowly beginning to harden. It wasn't long before Carlos was completely aroused and gasping under James' touch.
Regaining his composure, Carlos opened his eyes and looked at James.
"I love you." he gasped, running his fingers lightly through James' soft hair.
"Do you want to...lay down?" James asked, trying not to make Carlos uncomfortable.
A look of surprise and uncertainty crossed Carlos' face. But there was something else there...was that fear?
"I-I um..." Carlos stammered.
"We don't have to if you don't want to." James reassured him.
"It's just that...this is my first time." Carlos said, "I'm um...a little nervous."
"Carlos," James said, taking Carlos' hands into his and holding them gently, "Do you trust me?"
Carlos nodded.
"Do you love me?" James asked.
Again, Carlos nodded.
"You know I would never hurt you. Right?" James said.
Another nod.
"We don't have to do anything you don't want to." James repeated, "Do you want to do this?"
Carlos thought for a minute.
"Yes." he said, "I want to do this."
"Are you sure?" James asked.
"Yes." Carlos said, "I love you and I trust you. Let's lay down."
James smiled. Carlos moved off him and stood. James also stood.
"Um, James," Carlos said, "We have a problem."
"What?" James asked.
"You're still fully clothed." Carlos said, "I can fix that."
Carlos stepped forward and lifted James' shirt over his head, exposing his toned torso.
"Mmm, James, you're so hot." Carlos moaned, "And you're all mine."
James sexily giggled and pulled Carlos close to him.
"Always." he said, smiling down at him.
They shared a passionate gaze before Carlos stepped back slightly and slid James' jeans down his legs to the floor, bringing his boxers with them. Standing back up, Carlos' eyes widened when he saw James completely naked; he'd never seen him naked before.
"James! You're...huge!" he gasped.
James was about six inches long and he was thick.
"Not a problem, I hope." James said.
"N-no." Carlos said.
They walked over to the bed and Carlos climbed onto it, laying atop its soft sheets. James immediately followed him and kneeled in front of him. He leaned forward and settled against Carlos' body. A groan erupted from them when their manhoods touched, sending an electrifying sensation through their bodies. Carlos whimpered when James ground down hard and fast with his hips.
"Mmm, you like that?" James asked.
Carlos gasped and nodded, longing for more. He was duly rewarded when James repeated his motion. It took only a few of these thrusts before his erection returned with full, pulsing vitality. Just hearing Carlos' moans and sighs of pleasure-the moans and sighs he was causing-was enough to make James instantly hard. He groaned and kissed Carlos with bruising force, thrusting against him.
"You...ready...for me to...get you ready?" James gasped out.
"What do you mean?" Carlos asked, pausing.
"Do you want me to, you know, prepare you? Get you relaxed." James asked.
"O-okay." Carlos nodded.
Carlos watched as James slid two of his fingers into his mouth, coating them thoroughly with his saliva. Once he thought they had enough lubrication, he pulled them out.
"Spread your legs." James whispered.
Carlos did so and his heart raced with nervousness. James reached down and lightly fingered Carlos' tight opening. He pushed a singe finger inside him, causing a harsh gasp from Carlos.
"You okay?" James asked.
"Y-yeah." Carlos nodded, "I've never...had anything, you know...inside me before."
"Just relax." James whispered soothingly.
Carlos took a deep breath and allowed himself to relax. James must have sensed this because he added another finger, gently pushing them in. Carlos gasped again, but this time it was in pleasure. He moaned softly as James slowly moved his fingers in and out of him, getting him ready for what was to come. Soon, he added another, causing Carlos to gasp softly in slight discomfort.
"You okay?" James asked.
Carlos nodded. James scissored his fingers a few times and he felt Carlos' insides relax against them. He was ready. He pulled his fingers out, leaving Carlos' opening gaping with need. Carlos whimpered with loss and he looked down in time to see James spit in his hand and begin to slowly spread it over his member, preparing himself. Seeing this, Carlos was suddenly afraid. Now that it was actually about to happen he was scared of the pain that was to undoubtedly come. Once James finished preparing himself, he leaned over Carlos, supporting himself on his hands on either side of Carlos' torso.
"Are you ready?" he asked, his voice trembling with need.
"Will you go slow?" Carlos asked.
"Of course." James said.
"I'm ready." Carlos said, spreading his legs a bit more to make sure James had enough room.
James reached down and positioned the tip of his member at Carlos' opening. Carlos closed his eyes, readying himself for the pain. A pain-filled gasp escaped his lips when he felt James push in a couple inches. He felt so much larger than the fingers had been. James paused for a moment before pushing in a few more inches. Carlos squeezed his eyes shut, trying to hold back a cry that threatened to escape.
"Easy." James whispered, "Relax. It's okay."
Carlos gasped, trying to will his treacherous body to relax. He so wanted this to happen, but his body seemed to be trying to reject James. Seeing Carlos' obvious discomfort, James' mind raced for something to ease his pain. He reached between them and gently gripped Carlos' member and carefully stroked him. Carlos moaned and the pleasure of being stroked seemed to override the pain of being penetrated for the first time. He gradually relaxed and his body accepted James.
"Ready for me to move?" James asked.
"Yes, please." Carlos said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
James smiled and slowly pulled back and slid back in. He didn't just thrust in, but he gently slid in, giving Carlos a chance to get used to the feeling. Carlos moaned when he felt James move and there was something in the gentleness of his movements that told Carlos that James genuinely cared about him.
"You're so beautiful when you're in pleasure." James said, admiring the beauty of Carlos' delicate features.
"Come closer." Carlos said.
James leaned down so he was on his elbows. Carlos reached up and pulled him into a passionate kiss. James moaned and gently thrust again. It felt so wonderful to feel their bodies gliding together. James kissed Carlos delicately, drinking in every moan that spilled past Carlos' lips as if they were the purest of water and he longed to quench his thirst. James' gentle thrusts slowly increased in speed and they both moaned in ecstasy. James loved the feeling of Carlos' warm hands sliding up and down his bare back. And the way his fingers gently clawed at his skin was one of the many signs that he was enjoying this very much.
"Mmm, does it feel good?" James asked in a low, sensual voice just dripping with passion.
"Y-yes...oh, yes...ugh, harder." Carlos pleaded, "Harder, please!"
A sexy smirk appeared on James' face and he was confident that he could thrust hard and fast like his body was screaming for him to do. He leaned up on his hands, which gave him the needed leverage to thrust at the perfect angle. One the first thrust at this new angle, Carlos' eyes shot open and he cried out softly as his sweet spot was hit.
"You okay?" James asked in concern, thinking he'd hurt Carlos.
"Oh, James...d-do that again!" Carlos gasped, "Please."
His concerns eased, James resumed his thrusting into Carlos' velvet heat. Carlos whimpered and his back arched in pleasure, his inner walls contracting and gripping James' pulsing member. James felt light-headed with pleasure as Carlos' muscles gripped him.
"Ugh, Carlos! You're so tight." James moaned, gripping the sheet beneath them.
Chewing on his bottom lip, Carlos was aware of his painfully-hard member jutting up against his abdomen. He reached down and touched himself, instantly doubling his pleasure. Within minutes, Carlos felt...something...an intense feeling building in the pit of his stomach.
"J-James...I think...oh, I think I'm gonna come!" he gasped.
Judging by the rapturous look on James' face, he was about to come, too. They were going to come together. The feeling in the pit of his stomach slowly mounted and mounted until it burst forth into the most amazing thing they'd ever felt. Carlos whimpered and bit down on his bottom lip, trying with all his might to stifle a scream. His back arched violently and start burst before his vision. He felt a warm wetness flood his insides as James came, his face buried in his shoulder to stifle his loud groans. With one more powerful stroke, Carlos released between them. Riding out the last of their orgasm, they collapsed, their muscles feeling like there made of jell-o. James lay atop Carlos, limp and gasping wildly for a tiny lick of air. Gaining an ounce of strength, Carlos extricated his arms from between them and he embraced James, holding him as close as possible.
"Oh, James...I love you." a quiet whisper slid from his lips to be lost into the night, but forever embedded in their memory.
A/N: Didn't I promise the next chapter would be longer? LOL! I think I delivered on that! :D PLEASE R&R! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D
