"Oh god James, faster… come on man, fuck me, oh jesus christ man, yeah! Fuck me, faster faster fa- oh shit, shit shit shit. Don't stop, don't st-nghh"
"Yeah, you like that? Want me to go faster? Oh yeah, daddy's gonna wreck your hairy little ass. Your daddy's kitten, I know you want all of this cock!" James barely managed to grunt out, hammering into Kendall's ass even faster than before. Kendall, however, stopped grinding against his hips and immediately pulled off of him.
"James…. what the fuck man? Are you serious? Kitten? Listen man, I'm gonna go, you know I think that daddy shit's weird… I still gotta get ready for class, let me just take a shower real qui-" Kendall said, getting ready to go and finish himself off in the shower. He did still have a raging boner, after all.
"Kendall, wait. Okay, I'll quit it. No more daddy shit. Now come on man, I know you still want me to pound that pretty little ass of yours. You still up for it?" James asked, panting. He was already too into this, no way was he going to quit halfways through.
"…. Yeah." Shit, James knew he was bluffing. Kendall had no intention of actually leaving, and he hadn't been dicked down in a while. Okay, so it had only been a couple of days, but Kendall was still feeling very aroused and his ass was still feeling very empty. He would never be able to pass up something like this from James, and James knew it. Oh well, might as well swallow his pride. And swallow James's dick.
"That's what I thought. Awesome, now come over here and throw those nice, long legs over my shoulders. Daddy's got something he really wants to show you…."
"Goddammit, James."
James leaned back on his bed, his toned arms resting behind his head with a smug grin on his face. Oh yeah, that was great. He and Kendall had a friends with benefits type of relationship, and it totally benefitted each of them. Sometimes James just needed to slam some ass, and Kendall was almost always up for getting his ass slammed. Their sex was sleazy, sweaty, and gross, with no love involved at all. And they both thrived off of it. James was not looking to settle down in a relationship any time soon, hell, maybe even never at all. He was a bachelor. A stud. A muscle god. All the guys and girls wanted him, and James absolutely had no problems with that at all. Watching as Kendall closed the door behind him, saying his goodbyes as he left early for class, James immediately noticed that Kendall was walking a little funny, no doubt due to what he had just done to him an hour prior. Laughing to himself, James knew that this was the life, and he would never want to have it any other way.
Kendall, on the other hand, was looking for some sort of love in his life. He was looking for a stable, committed relationship, someone he could look forward to come home to every single day. Granted, he did have something to look forward to after all his classes were over for the day; getting plowed by James. Plus the occasional pre-class fuck. And don't get him wrong, James was his best friend and he did enjoy all that time the two spent together. But they mutually agreed that a relationship was not something in store for the two, and they were completely okay with this. However, Kendall still wished that he could one day have something special with someone that wasn't solely focused on sex.
Looking down, he saw that it was only 10:00 am. Great, he still had another hour and a half to kill. Seeing the university cafe only a few yards to the right of him, Kendall decided that he didn't really have anything else better to do. The campus was still pretty new to him, and he still felt a sense of nervousness as he made his way through the bustling crowds of students. Kendall had always thought of himself as some sort of fearless leader back in high school. Yet here he was, fidgeting as he tried to find an empty table in the packed campus hot spot. Besides James, he didn't really know too many faces at this establishment.
In high school, everyone had flocked to him, idolizing the hockey captain that had just seemed to ooze popularity and confidence. But here, where status quo was hardly an issue when everyone seemed to be doing their own thing, Kendall did not have legions of followers fighting to win his affection like he used to. Which he liked, since he didn't have to deal with people wanting to be his friend just for the sake of being "Kendall's friend". However, this also meant that Kendall would have to try and make friends on his own accord, something he wasn't used to.
Apart from a couple of numbers he had gotten this school year from classmates who had wanted to form future study groups, Kendall hardly hung out with any new faces. Sure, he had been invited to quite a bit of parties. A lot of them, in fact. But he usually tended to stray along the sidelines, drinking from his red solo cup and grinding against anyone who had invited him to dance. For the first time in his life, Kendall felt a bit lonely. And he wanted to sail away from this uncharted territory as soon as possible.
Ordering his simple cup of coffee, which had unfortunately set him back a few bucks, Kendall zeroed in on a lonesome table near the corner window. Hauling ass, he practically threw himself into the chair, noticing there was a nearby couple who had also spotted the table. He had really lucked out, he was seated next to a ceiling-to-floor window that overlooked the bustling campus and the many happy faces that inhabited it. It was a beautiful day, and Kendall was almost tempted to cut class and just sprawl himself out on the grassy stretch the entire day. He wouldn't, though, even if it was a pretty great idea. Diverting his attention away from the outside world, he looked around the many packed tables, full of bright laptop screens, open textbooks with sticky notes posted on every page, and laughing faces enjoying one another's company. And here he was, the big ol' loser slowly sipping his small cup of coffee, trying to make the dark liquid last as long as he could.
Oh well, he thought. He whipped out his phone, entering in his passcode and booting up his home screen. He then remembered that he had nothing to do and nobody to really talk to, so he set his phone back down on the table and continued to look around the room for just one familiar face. Still nobody, but he did notice a loser just like himself sitting alone with a large stack of papers by his side. Hey, at least he wasn't the only loner in this joint. But then, upon closer examination, Kendall saw that this wasn't just some stranger. With his styled dark hair, deep dimples, and stubble covering his chin, he saw that the man wearing the dark blue button up was no other than his biology professor.
Kendall was true to himself, he considered his honesty to be his best quality. And Kendall was going to be straight with himself, he had a pretty big crush on the guy. Okay, so it was a little more than a crush, but he wasn't in love with the man either. It was definitely some sort of grey area Kendall had never really found himself in before.
Regardless, Kendall had grown pretty fond of Logan over the past few weeks, despite most of their conversation consisting primarily of questions about the assigned lab report or whatever reading they had to do. Kendall wasn't stupid either, he knew Logan was pretty fond of him, too. Being one of the few students in class who actually seemed to enjoy his teacher's presence, Logan took an immediate notice, often leaving little happy faces or "Awesome!"s on any work he handed back, something Kendall noticed was not written on any of his classmate's papers. While it definitely didn't mean his professor had felt the same way for him or anything, it did at least mean Kendall had some sort of shot with him, even if it just meant being friends. He still didn't know if Logan liked guys, though, since he still wasn't buying James's story about hooking up with him. A small part of him did want to believe, though.
So there Kendall was, his butt slowly lifting from his seat as he had to make a rash decision as to whether he should go over and say hi, or sit his ass down and stare from afar. Would that be weird? Kendall didn't know how many other students associated with their professors outside of class, especially their potentially gay professor whose only about 5 years older than them. But the barista must have added a shot of liquid courage in his drink, because Kendall quickly felt himself making his way towards the man he found himself dreaming about at night. Closer, closer, closer, Kendall was slowly inching his way over to Logan, and he knew he couldn't turn back, since the couple from earlier had already stolen his table from him. And there he was, directly standing in front of his professor who still hadn't noticed the lovestruck puppy hovering over him.
"Shit. This is so embarrassing. What have I done, he still doesn't notice I'm standing here. Maybe he did and he's pretending he doesn't see me. I could always run out that door right there…" Kendall thought to himself, mentally slapping himself on the forehead for thinking that it would be a great idea to approach his goddamn teacher outside of school and ask if he could sit with him.
Looking up, Logan didn't expect to see someone looking so intently down at him. "Gah! Oh shi- ahem, um, sorry about that… Kendall? What are you doing here? Oh wait, did that come across rude? Sorry about that, I didn't mean to say it that way, but what are you doing here?" Logan asked, motioning to the small area around him. "I mean, you're more than welcome to come up and talk with me, of course, I don't mean to say that. So, what's up? You have a question? Or…"
"Oh… I actually came over here to hang out with you, I mean, I was sitting alone, you were sitting alone, but you actually look kinda busy." Kendall replied, awkwardly scratching the back of his neck. Damn, now he looks like some weirdo teacher's pet. "I actually have somewhere to, uh, go, so I guess I'll see you later? Bye, Log- Mr. Logan." With that, Kendall quickly turned, taking a few steps away from the table.
"No! I don't want you to feel like you have to go, no, I'm not trying to say that. It's just that… I never really have any students ever actually approach unless it's to bitch about their grade, heh." Logan calmly said to Kendall, masking the evidence that he was actually excited to spend some time with a student. He did, however, realize how unprofessional what he said was. "Oh, uh, you didn't hear that. Anyways, sit down, man. I was just entering in some grades, but I'm finished now. Take a seat, tell me what's up." Logan motioned towards Kendall, signaling that he was more than welcome to sit with him.
"Oh, cool. Uh, well there's not really anything I wanted to say, I just wanted to… hang out? I mean, I don't know, I just think you're pretty cool and I thought, "Hey, why not sit and talk with him? Maybe I can even treat him to a coffee?" Kendall replied, grinning at how delighted Logan looked to hear what he was saying. He did, however, notice that what he had just said could either come across as flirting or ass kissing, but judging from Logan's reaction, he didn't think Logan picked up on either one.
But maybe it wouldn't hurt to drop a few hints? He could always come out and say, "Hey Logan, guess what? I love cock." but he didn't want to freak him out, since he was still unsure of his professor's sexual orientation. But judging by the creases that formed on the sides of his eyes and the smile that grew on his face everytime Kendall said something cheesy, well, then maybe he did have a shot after all.
The two fell into an easy conversation, both bouncing topics off one another and having a great time. Logan asked him all about his home life, Kendall telling him all about how it was growing up with his mother and his sister Katie. He talked about how he was the star athlete in high school, how he got decent grades in most of his classes, and, despite his good looks and extreme popularity, never really found himself having any girlfriends. He brought up his one and only girlfriend, Jo Taylor, who Logan coincidentally had for his class last semester. Kendall mentioned that while they got along very well, he just found himself unable to reciprocate any romantic feelings towards her, and how he thought he would never be able to love someone like Jo. Because she was, of course, a girl.
However, he didn't mention why Jo had broken up with him. He especially didn't mention it because of the circumstances. After winning the biggest game of the year, the hockey team all rejoiced at Jett Stetson's house, the star left winger who always threw the biggest and wildest parties of all time. He had brought Jo along as his date, because she was his girlfriend and it would have been stupid if he hadn't. The two had been bickering the entire night, with Jo complaining about how Kendall didn't seem to be as invested in the relationship as she was, and Kendall complaining that she was just being a bit dramatic.
The two eventually went separate ways that night, and when it came time to go home, Jo wandered around the many different halls searching for Kendall, since he was her ride. What she didn't expect to stumble upon, though, was a very wasted Kendall making out with an equally drunk but also shirtless James Diamond, both leaning against the bathroom sink with hands wandering around one another's bodies. He would save that story for another day.
Moving on, he found out Logan was from Texas, growing up in a very devout Christian family that Logan seemed to resent just a little bit, although Kendall wasn't exactly sure why. He also found out that Logan really was a baby genius like he had thought, as he revealed that he had graduated from high school at the very young age of 14 and immediately went to school at the very same university he teaches at today. And it kinda just stopped there.
"….. that's it? Come on man, tell me about all those crazy parties you must have went to, all the girls you must have hooked up with, I bet you were a happy drunk, huh? I can totally picture it, you on the dancefloor with your-"
"Okay okay, real funny Kendall. I actually never really did any of that stuff, I mean yeah I was invited and all, but with school and-" Logan bashfully remarked, although he did stop mid sentence after seeing the shock and humor on Kendall's face. "What's so funny?"
"You mean to tell me that you've never been to a college party before? Come on man, you don't need to lie to me, I'm not gonna report my teacher for any underage drinking he did a couple years before. Oh shit, you did drugs, huh? I knew you weren't telling me something. Ha, it's okay Logan, you're not gonna get fired for smoking weed when you were younger." Kendall cheerfully laughed, but seeing the awkward, downcast stare Logan was making, Kendall suddenly felt like he brought up an uncomfortable topic.
"Heh, no Kendall, it's none of that… I guess I was just less focused on having fun than I was for shoving my face in a textbook every Friday night. I mean, I always wished I could have gone to some sort of social gathering, but I did end up finishing my schooling pretty fast. I have some regrets, sure, but I'm glad I did what I did. Looking back, though, I do wish I had done some things a bit differently…"
"Well let me change that! My best friend James is always getting these invites to some pretty wicked parties, dude. I'll totally make you my plus one, man, it'll be a blast!"
"Are you sure about that? I think I'm probably getting too old for that scene, plus who's gonna want their boring, square professor at their party? Talk about a party pooper…" Logan laughed, covering up the fact that he was a bit embarrassed that Kendall thought he would actually fit in at a place like that.
"Don't be ridiculous dude, you're like, 25. You'll totally fit in, I promise you. What do you say, you up for it?"
"Let me think about it."
"Carson, we need to finish this lab! Look, I'll do the rest of it myself. But please, stand back and don't mess up anything. Again." Kendall groaned, rubbing the temple of his forehead out of exhaustion and frustration.
"Haha, okay Kendall, whatever you say. Hey, we should totally hang out after this! I should introduce you to all my friends. I bet you'll love them, hey do you know-" the latino rambled, naming off a list of people he thought Kendall would get along with. Damn, Kendall thought, if they're anything like him, I don't want anything to do with those people.
The two biology partners were currently working together on lab, where they had to dissect a cow eyeball and draw a diagram of it for their report, along with a disarray of other complicated steps they hadn't even started on. Well, more like Kendall hadn't even started on. While he was trying to remain focused and get through this as soon as possible, Carson had spent the entire time goofing off, polishing his helmet he carried around for whatever reason, and showing Kendall these weird pictures of some sad frog. That's not to say Kendall didn't see the humor in them, though. He did, of course.
His phone buzzed in his jean pocket, and looking down at his screen he saw that he got a snap from James. Looking back at his partner, who was now shoving the blunt end of a scalpel up his nose, Kendall said fuck it and decided to just give up. He was obviously getting nowhere with this assignment.
He opened up the app, clicking on the notification to see what the snapchat was that James had sent him. It was a dick pic.
"Hurry up, I'm ready for round two…" is what the caption said, along with a little lipstick stain emoji. He wasn't complaining about the dick pic, though, which he actually enjoyed quite a bit. It was hot as shit. But he still wasn't up for James's nonsense.
Snapping a quick picture of his lab partner, he sent it to James along with the message, "Save me. He's so effing annoying…" and hit reply. A couple of moments had passed, and James still hadn't replied back, which was weird considering how fast of a typer he was. At that moment, though, Kendall had gotten an actual text message from James, meaning that he wanted to have a full blown conversation. Class was almost over, so he might as well.
"that's ur lab partner? Why didnt u tell me" James quickly sent to him, leaving Kendall curious as to why he had such a sudden interest in the guy who was currently making his life a living hell.
"Who, Carson? Yeah he is and he's fucking annoying. 15 more min until im out of here, thank god." Kendall replied back, only to be met with another speedy response from James.
"lol no, his name is carlos. and I hooked up with him last semester. it was the worst moment of my life lmao"
Kendall laughed at James's message. So other people were annoyed by this guy too, this relieved Kendall, since he thought that maybe he was just being an asshole to the kid.
" thats cool I guess. anyways, I was wondering, didnt u say that u were going to a party this weekend? any chance I can tag along? and maybe a friend?" Kendall asked, knowing good and well James would definitely invite him. But still, it never hurt to ask.
"oh yeah, my friend lucy is throwing one. Supposed to be pretty big. Yeah u can come along, the more the merrier dude. shit, my phones about to die, so I gotta go. I'll see u in a bit."
Perfect. He had heard about Lucy Stone before, and apparently she and her roommates ran one of the biggest sororities on campus. Logan definitely couldn't decline his offer now. And if he did, well, then he'd just have to drag him along.
