Wrong Movie

Chapter 3

Back in the living room of 2J, James and Carlos were still a breath away from each other, looking into each other's eyes. "Wow," James finally said, "You're a good kisser, bro." Carlos' eyes lit up at the compliment.

"Really?" he asked excitedly, "'cause that was my first time kissing a guy, I didn't think I'd be any good at it!" He was all but bouncing up and down and this made James giggle.

"You're great." He reassured his friend but he felt a little unsure himself. "Are you positive you want to do this? With me?" he asked Carlos slowly, emphasizing the 'with me' part.

"I'm more sure of this than anything. I mean, look" Carlos pointed down at his crotch and sure enough his erection was about to jump out of his pants.

James smiled. "Ok." He said and leaned in to kiss his shorter friend again, but this time the kiss was different. It was passionate and full of desire. It surprised even James at how much he wanted this to happen too, not just for the act itself, but because it would be with none other than sweet, innocent Carlos. This made James so hot, his towel almost fell off on account of his own bulging erection.

Carlos could feel his friends' hard cock pocking his thigh and he almost came at the thought of having made The James Diamond, newly appointed porn star extraordinaire, hard. He made James hard! At last James' towel fell onto the floor and revealed his upright manhood. Carlos stopped their kiss and stared at it. It was so much better than on TV. He suddenly felt very hot and ashamed.

"Well don't let me hanging." James said and smiled down at Carlos, reaching for his belt buckle.

Before he knew it, Carlos' pants were on the floor and he was fully exposed. Completely resigned to the fact that he was not backing out of this, he pulled his shirt off as well and stood, naked, in front of James.

"Yum." Was all James said as he looked over Carlos' toned body. His muscles were incredible, his junk, well, let's just say Carlos could've started in a few adult movies himself no problem. James reached a tentative hand out and traced Carlos' abs with his forefinger. He'd seen Carlos shirtless numerous times, but never in this content.

"Stop teasing James." Carlos quivered at James' touch. "Just do it." The Latino's eyes were closed, his words seductive. James raised an eyebrow at his perky friends' tone and smirked a lustful smirk. "As you wish." He whispered and without warning he picked the boy up and tossed him on the orange couch face down. He straddled him, purposely caressing his cock on Carlos' butt cheeks, massaging his thighs with his hands. Carlos shivered and let out a shaky sigh. James stopped moving his hands around Carlos' thighs and instead placed them underneath the boy, picking him up and putting him in a kneeling position. He snaked a hand around him and wrapped it around his hard cock.

Carlos moaned at the sensation and his cock twitched with anticipation. James smiled at his friends' eagerness and began mercilessly pumping his wrist, jacking the shorter boy off. "Aah, yes." Carlos panted. His hips were bucking in time with James' hand, his back arching backwards giving James the perfect angle to ravish his tanned neck. He nipped and sucked at the tender flesh, moving his hand madly, rubbing his cock onto Carlos, practically humping the boy. Carlos was lost in pleasure. He moaned louder every time and almost screamed out when James began to lick his ear lobes.

Suddenly, James slowed down and pushed Carlos forward so his ass was in the air, still not fully stopping his hand motion. With his free hand, he smacked Carlos on the ass, making the boy yell out "Oh yeah, Papi. Again!" he demanded it, and James eagerly obliged, smacking the boy harder this time. His own cock was twitching, its neglect no longer bearable, so James started to prep Carlos up for the real fun. He brought his free hand to his mouth and licked his fore finger, making it slippery enough.

Without a word, James slipped his finger inside of Carlos, fast. The smaller boy screamed. He wasn't expecting that at all and wasn't prepared for the pain that now enveloped him thoroughly. James stopped completely and pulled his finger out. How could he have been so stupid? He was lost in the lust of it all he went too fast and hurt his friend, the last thing he wanted to do.

"Carlos, I'm so sorr-"

"Don't…" Carlos interrupted him. "Don't stop. Give me more." He said from underneath James for even if it had hurt him, it had felt so good.

Carlos wanted this. He wanted to be fucked in the asshole by his best friend, and if James could take it, so could he. He backed his ass up towards James and this one couldn't help but smile. "Damn, Carlitos." James said. "You really want this huh?" he asked slyly, no longer caring about his previous mess up.

"Yes!" Carlos bellowed out. James was turned on even more by this sudden aggressiveness. He began jacking Carlos off again, faster if possible. Carlos started to moan again, and James resumed his ass play.

This time however, he slid his finger in slowly, pressing against his scrotum in a way he knew very well would make the Latino shoot up to pleasure nirvana. He slid yet another finger in and began to move them in and out of Carlos slowly, teasing the flesh, making Carlos crave for more. James finally put a third finger in, momentarily stopping his work on the boys' cock to hold himself up right on the boys' hips with that hand. Carlos moaned again as he felt his opening being stretched out more and more, his juices flowing onto James' digits.

When the porn star felt Carlos was opened enough, he took his fingers out and licked them, tasting Carlos, smelling him. He placed his cock at the entrance and teased it with the tip. "Tell me how much you want it." James said seductively. Carlos was so ready, so horny.

"Fuck me, James. Fuck my asshole, please." He pleaded, begged for entrance, and James smiled and thrust his cock deep inside of Carlos.

"Oh my god!" Carlos screamed out. He loved it. It hurt like hell but it hurt so good. He began to move back and forth, fucking himself with James' cock and James knew he had to start to move. He did. Fast. Rough. In and out of young, sweet Carlos. He was fucking him, and he loved the feeling. Carlos moaned with every thrust James made into him. Tears filled his eyes at the delicious pain. He wanted more and more. James, sensing his friend needed more, reached over again and began to pump at Carlos' dick with his hand. That did it.

The pleasure overpowered the pain; their bodies were writhing, consumed in their sinful act, the friction made both sweat and shiver. They were so close. So close. And then, Carlos Garcia experienced his very first orgasm at the hands of his male lover, James Diamond. James also came, hard, inside of Carlos, inside the first boy he had fucked without cameras watching. The two were exhausted. They collapsed onto the orange couch and laid there in a pool of their own cum. Mrs. Knight wasn't going to be happy with the stain.

"That was amazing." Carlos said after minutes of heavy breathing and both boys trying to come back to earth. "Thank you." He said to his friend, now turned lover.

"My pleasure my friend." James responded with a small grin on his face. Carlos looked into James' hazel eyes and smiled. He leaned close and kissed him, James wrapping his arms around him. When they broke apart it was like something had changed inside of them. This was no longer just an experiment to show Carlos what it was like to have gay sex. This was much more than that. They both knew that as much as their encounter was filled with passion, and lust, it had a much deeper meaning. They had just made love, and they were both ok with that.