I pushed James further into the door. He raised his eyebrows, amused.
"What are you so happy about, Diamond?" I growled. James gave me a big smile before trying to flip the switch on me. He slammed me to the door. Almost immediately, I shoved him into the door again. He was obviously impressed.
"James, I'm running the show tonight," I chuckled darkly. James nodded as he swallowed hard. I smashed my lips wildly into his and pulled away. I grabbed his shoulders and pushed him to the floor. He was on his knees, looking up at me with big eyes.
"Suck," I commanded harshly. James quickly obeyed as he tore off my pants. He threw them to the side of the dresser before peeling off my boxers. He looked up at me once more before placing his mouth at the tip of my erection. I glared at him as he took me in. He didn't have much of me. I thrust my hips into his mouth, filling it to the brim. I saw James' eyes open wide. I smiled at the look on his face. It reminded me of Logan.
"Harder," I grunted. James followed as his head bobbed up and down, taking me in. I grabbed his precious hair and slammed him into my cock.
"When I say harder, I mean fucking harder," I yelled. James was now going as fast as humanly possible, terrified of me. After a few minutes of moaning, I pulled James off of my still throbbing erection. I pushed him flat to the floor.
"Get in position," I commanded, effortlessly. James wasted no time scrambling into position for me. I laughed at his weak, drunk body. I bent down so I was directly above him. I ripped his button-down navy blue shirt off and tossed it to a random spot around the room. I slung his vest over his head and threw it to the far end of the room. The pattern repeated with his jeans and boxers. I gripped James' hard member and began to stroke easily. I positioned myself at James' entrance. Before I knew what I was doing, I slammed into him with force. I felt James arch forward in painful pleasure. I leaned down, still in him, and whispered in his ear.
"Is this what you wanted James?" I asked in a harsh whisper.
"Ngh, yes," James replied in a small voice.
"You want me to fuck you?" I continued teasing him.
"Yes," he said searching for air.
"What exactly do you want me to do?" I asked, pushing.
"I want you to fuck me senseless," James was still searching for air.
"Oh..you, James Diamond, wants me, Kendall Knight, to fuck him senseless?" I asked as my pace on his member began to quicken.
"Y-yes," he whimpered in response.
"Yes who?" I growled in his ear.
"Yes, Kendall," he said, gasping. Without warning, I pulled out of James and slammed back in. After a few more thrusts, I hit his prostate.
"KENDALL!" James exclaimed. I smile broadly at the brown haired boy underneath me. I pulled out and hit him again before I climaxed. Feeling my release inside of him, I stroked him a few more times before ropes of cum shot out. James collapsed on the floor. I tapped him.
"Bed. Now," I commanded. I could sense his tired body moving to the bed. I plopped on the bed next to him and quickly fell asleep.
The next morning came quicker than I expected. I woke up to hear James hurling in his and Carlos' shared bathroom. When he came out, I rubbed my eyes open.
"Mm, what time is it?" I asked as I rubbed
"10:00," James said taking a seat next to me. I smiled at him before my eyes shot open. I shot up and took in the sight of James and Carlos' shared room. I looked at the clothes strewn all across the floor. I grabbed my hair as I turned back to face James.
"James, what did we do last night?" I asked in a shaky voice.
"We had sex," James replied easily. Him saying it so easily was a stab to my heart. I sprung from the bed and into the living room to find Logan comfortably napping on the couch. I looked, but Carlos was nowhere in sight. I ran over to my boyfriend and gently shook him awake.
"What's wrong, babe?" Logan asked as he yawned and stretched.
"Logan, what happened between you and Carlos last night?" I asked, the question clouding my mind. Logan gave me a funny look before sitting up.
"Nothing, just some mindless make-out," he responded. I slumped, leaning on the couch.
"Why, what happened with you and James?" He challenged.
"N-nothing," I gulped. Logan raised his eyebrows.
"Kendall Knight. You sex hound," he said roughly. "You're going to pay," he continued. He grabbed my roughly and shoved me into our shared room.
