A/N: Hello everyone! Wasn't planning on updating tonight, but here we are. :P
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James' POV
I was playing it off as though I was a lot less scared than I was.
Maybe scared wasn't the right word but...nervous. I mean, I was taking something other than a finger up my ass for the first time. And yeah, the magic ass button was great, but Kendall's dick was a whole lot bigger than fingers.
But at the same time, I wanted it. Craved it with this strange sort of intensity that I would never have expected.
Was it just grasping on to my newfound bisexuality and exploring it as thoroughly as possible that I hungered for or was it just Kendall in general?
The man who was slightly cocky but would put himself in harm's way for a stranger, despite having lost his brother the same way.
The man who listened to me chat about architecture in a way I didn't typically do with anyone, and seemed to hang on to all my words because I was the one saying them.
I watched him as he rolled off me and stood. And when he held out his hand for me, I took it, letting Kendall pull me to my feet.
"I want to fuck you in my bed."
"Such a sweet talker." I teased.
"You want me to talk sweet to you?" He asked as he led me to his room. "I can do that. Tell you how much I want your hole...how much I've been dying to get up in it-tight and fucking hot and to know I'm the only man who has ever been there."
I shuddered. Fucking trembled. Goddamn Kendall and this crazy effect he had on me.
"That was pretty good." I said as we stepped into his bedroom. "But I think you can do better."
He chuckled the way I'd hoped he would and then his mouth devoured mine. We kissed as he backed me up until my legs hit his bed. He kissed like he was fucking starving for me and I felt the same for him.
I wanted this. Wanted to be consumed the way he'd looked when I'd been inside him.
"You're gonna have to go slow with me." I admitted, even though it wasn't easy for me to say. He pulled back and lifted my shirt off. "I have a little virgin hole, remember?"
"You're scared." He cocked his head. "We don't have to."
"Okay, stop that shit right there. Just don't shove it up in there is all I'm saying. Don't coddle me. I wouldn't do it if I didn't crave your dick."
He smiled. "I'll take care of you. This isn't my first time with a virgin." He winked and damned if white-hot jealousy didn't boil inside me.
It reminded me of our phone conversation the day before. I'd played it off when I said I liked his jealous boyfriend act as though it was a joke, but a part of me really fucking did and honestly? That shit was more overwhelming than the thought of a dick up my ass for the first time.
"You just growled at me."
"No, I didn't." Fuck, had I? "Are we doing this or not? I'm getting bored."
Kendall shoved me to the bed and damned if I didn't like the roughness. "We wouldn't want that."
He knelt between my legs, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, and I lifted my ass for him to pull my jeans and underwear off. Once they were on the floor, he got between my legs again and rubbed his face against my erection.
"Oh fuck." I gritted as I fisted his hair.
"Let me see it, James. I want to see your hole before I take it."
Okay...so yeah, I wasn't typically the type to get embarrassed about much of anything, but for the second time, the thought of him looking at my asshole was a little unnerving.
"Come on, don't be shy." He said teasingly.
"I'm not shy, you fucker." I replied. "I let you see it before."
"I'll treat it real good, James." His breath against my length made me squirm, made me spread my legs and put my feet flat on his bed.
He grasped my hips and pulled me down so my ass hung off the edge.
"Let me guess? It's the hottest fucking hole you've ever seen?" I asked, ignoring the edge in my own voice.
"Yeah." He replied. "Yeah, it is."
Kendall opened the drawer beside him and grabbed the lube before tossing a condom to the bed. He wet his finger before rubbing it against my rim.
"Oh fuck." I groaned as my body jerked. Just that simple touch amped me up.
Kendall pushed his finger in me as he leaned in and lapped at my dick. It was so different being beneath him like this...just lying there while he pleasured my body. I was typically the dominant one when it came to fucking, but this was Kendall's ball game. I knew I needed him to take the lead, even though he'd played with my ass before.
What the fuck was he doing to me? I didn't think shit like that.
"I'm going to give you another finger like I did last time. Gotta stretch you out for my dick."
"It's not that big." I teased and he swatted my thigh.
"Fuck you."
"Fuck me?"
"I'm getting there."
He pushed another finger in me, stretched me as he finger-fucked my ass. I fisted the bed, closed my eyes, and Jesus fucking Christ, I really fucking loved ass play.
"More." I said breathlessly. "Fuck, I want more." I rode his fingers as the stretched feeling returned, and I knew Kendall added a third. It was tight, full, but I wanted more of it.
"My dick is so damn hard, just watching you." Kendall said and my eyes popped open. I looked at him, between my legs and he watched as he continued to finger my ass.
It was strange...the way we looked at each other. It felt like he was trying to see inside me, trying to figure something out-so I turned away before he could get in.
"Come here." I said as I grabbed him and pulled him to me.
Kendall came easily, lying on top of me, rubbing his jean-clad body against my naked one.
"I'm supposed to be taking the lead on this one." He said.
"Fight you for it."
"Well, we know I'll win if fighting is involved."
The little fucker grinned, but I realized I did, too.
He shoved off me and made quick work of his clothes. He really was fucking gorgeous; just looking at him made my pulse drum crazily.
"Don't move." Kendall ordered as he ripped open the condom and rolled it down his erection.
"Yes, sir."
"I like that."
"Don't get used to it."
He poured more lube into his hand and stroked his dick before rubbing my hole and pushing two fingers in again.
"You ready to fall in love with butt sex?" He asked. "I'm really that good."
"You're cocky."
"Well, yeah." He grabbed his dick. "And so are you."
"Let's do this."
Kendall put one of my legs over his shoulder. I watched, my heart going crazy as he gripped his cock and pressed it against my ass.
"It won't feel the best at first...It'll be tight and hard for me to get in, but once I'm there, I promise you I'll make it good for you." He said, and I believed him. I trusted him when I didn't trust most people.
He was right. There was a fuckton of pressure. I squirmed but he kept talking to me, telling me how hot his Straighty was and how he couldn't wait to be balls deep in my hole.
And it helped. I loved talking like that myself, and it made my dick harder to hear someone say it to me.
"Jesus, you're so fucking tight." He told me as he continued to work his way in.
And then he was all the way in and we both breathed out and holy fuck, I just needed him to move.
"Fuck me, Kendall."
"My pleasure." He held my leg and started to thrust. Each time he did, his dick rubbed my prostate just right and I really thought this was a secret more guys should be in on.
He was in me and while that was such a foreign concept to me since I'd always been the one to do the penetrating, it felt really fucking good.
"Oh, God...yeah…" I said as his body slapped against mine. We were sweating and the room smelled like sex, and the sounds of heavy breaths and bodies beating together filled my ears.
I reached for him but then he pulled out. I growled in response, but he just pushed me, shoved me into the center of the bed, with my head on the pillows before he climbed on too.
He rolled me to my side, and I let him, fucking let him just do whatever he wanted to me and it was exciting and made me uncomfortable at the same time. He lay behind me, shoved my top leg forward. I bent it, giving him better access to my ass before he pushed inside me again.
"Oh fuck." We said together.
"We might have a problem." He gritted out as he railed into me. "I might get addicted to your ass."
I didn't tell him I might get addicted to his cock, too. Didn't also voice that hearing those words sort of made me want to get the fuck out of this bed and never come back. I felt a conflict of different emotions and didn't know which was stronger.
He pushed up on his hands, held himself over me, sweat dripping down him and onto me.
Kendall leaned forward and kissed me as his hips pistoned into me, making our bodies slap together again. Each time he shoved in, mini-explosions began to go off.
"I want to come. I need to jack off."
He pulled out again, kneeled and said, "Hands and knees."
The command made my body perk up more than it should have.
I bent over, ass in the air, face in the pillows. I wrapped a hand around my dick as Kendall shoved in again.
"Fuck, I wanna blow my load." He said.
"Right there...fuck...right there."
My eyes rolled back as he continued to thrust into me. I found myself pushing my ass higher, closer to him as I pulled on my cock, needing release.
Kendall ran his hands up my back, tangled in my hair. I didn't know what that did to me but suddenly the tingle at the base of my spine intensified. It shot through me and I trembled and, "Fuck, I'm coming."
I stroked myself harder, faster, as I shot all over the bed and my hand. Come slicked through my fingers as I kept working my dick, as I let go again, and I shot a second time.
Kendall groaned behind me. His hand tightened in my hair and I knew he was fucking through his own orgasm as well.
He fell on top of me and we were both breathing heavily. He grabbed my hand and licked the come off it, which my dick liked.
It was then I realized what we'd done...I didn't regret it but it was just…
"That felt different than I thought it would." He said as though he read my thoughts.
"What?" I played it off. "Didn't think I'd be so good at taking the D?" I said while my brain agreed with him.
"Shut up. Don't pretend you didn't feel it, too." He pulled the condom off, leaned over me and tossed it into the trash before he clicked the lamp off.
He was right...I did. It was the same mixture of emotions I'd felt when he got jealous or we joked about being exclusive. I'd never been exclusive with anyone in my life. I wanted to slam the door on both of those things...but there was a quiet part of me that kind of hoped they would creep in anyway...sneak under the door and find their way inside.
"I should go." I said.
"Stay." He replied. "I just took your ass for the first time. The least I can do is let you spend the night in my bed afterward."
"What if I don't want to?" I asked.
"What if you do?" He replied.
I was quiet for a moment...then, "It's just because I'm tired."
"Shut up and go to sleep, James."
"You've been getting awfully bossy. Just because you topped doesn't mean anything."
"You like it. You like that I dare speak to you the way no one else does."
I ignored that, and it wasn't long before Kendall fell asleep.
My mind wouldn't shut down. I kept wondering what I was doing here and why I wanted to be here. What it meant, where it would go but then, he pulled me close, put his head on my chest, and I rubbed his back.
The next thing I knew, my world went black.
Kendall's POV
I woke up to the sunlight stinging my eyes as it slipped past the blinds on the other side of my bedroom.
Though I was still tired as fuck from messing around with James the night before, I felt relaxed...and as satisfied as I had when I'd fallen asleep.
It had been an amazing night, and I was glad James let me share that first time with him. It was fun getting to see that need in his eyes...how eager he was to explore new and uncharted territory.
And hot as the sex was, it was fun and playful, too. It was different from anything I'd ever shared with another guy. A connection, a closeness, that was very different for me.
Considering James' past with women, I figured it was very different for him, too. Although reading James wasn't my strength, so I could have been totally off-base.
I rolled over, expecting to see James lying beside me, but he was gone.
The excitement I felt about getting to see him again was replaced with disappointment.
I figured he'd wised up at some point during the night and decided to get his ass out of here.
Fair enough. It was bold of me to ask him to stick around. Hell, I wasn't even sure why I'd done it, but I wanted to stay with him. I liked his company, and there wasn't that awkward sensation that I got sometimes after I hooked up with someone, like one of us needed to leave.
I rolled out of bed and headed to the bathroom, brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth with Listerine before hopping into the shower.
I rinsed off real quick before slipping out and wrapping a towel around my waist.
A loud sound came from outside my room like someone was in the kitchen.
Had James stuck around after all?
I left my room and as I made it through the short hallway to my main living area, I saw James standing behind the bar, shirtless, using a spatula to slide an omelet onto a plate.
I was relieved that he'd stuck around, that he hadn't rushed off like I'd suspected.
"Oh, Gordon Ramsay has been busy this morning, hasn't he?" I teased.
He glanced up at me, a smile spreading across his face like he was appreciating memories about the night before.
"For a second there, I thought I was going to have to come in and wake your tired ass up." He said before scraping another omelet onto a separate plate.
"I'm surprised you didn't need to. I'm tired as fuck."
"Why don't you get your ass over here and give me a kiss? I'd say I've earned it, considering I spent the last twenty minutes making you breakfast."
"Yes, sir." I said as I walked around the bar, noticing he was just in a pair of boxers. "Aren't you just a bossy bottom now?"
"You like it when I'm bossy."
Before I had a chance to make a smart-ass comment, his lips were on mine, and they felt as good as they'd felt the night before...as good as they'd always felt.
He wrapped an arm around me, pressing his hand against the small of my back and pulling me so that our torsos were flush.
He broke our kiss, chuckling.
"I can feel how much you're loving this." He said before sliding his hand against my crotch, feeling my hardening girth. "But you need something else in your mouth besides my come."
"Eggs...come...it's all protein, right?"
He slid his hand down my back and gripped my ass cheek.
"Get your ass on a stool before you make me take it right here."
"You're not very good at threats, are you?"
"That wasn't a threat." And the way he said it, I knew he was being serious.
"Well, as much as I want that right now, I do need to eat a little bit."
"That's what I figured." He said, his smile assuring me he enjoyed his victory in our little game of chicken.
"I just need to make some coffee."
"I've got that. You just go sit down."
I obeyed his orders. "Yes, sir. Bossy Bottom. Don't worry, though. You're very good at topping too, but I'm just making sure to give credit where it's due."
I slid onto a stool on the other side of the bar and pulled one of the plates close to me.
"I told you. I'm good at everything."
I rolled my eyes. "When we first met, I thought you were being conceited when you said shit like that."
"What's changed?" He asked as he made himself at home, grabbing a coffee mug from my cabinet.
"I guess I can see why you're so confident. You're not afraid of trying out new things. Most people hesitate and freak out about that kind of stuff, but you just dive right on in. And even if you don't know what you're doing, you're a real fast learner."
As I talked to him, he filled the coffee mug with the coffee machine.
"I'm glad you're starting to realize how amazing I am." He said with a wink.
"Oh, Jesus. I'm officially done complimenting you...at least through breakfast."
"Who says I'm going to stay longer?"
He approached the bar and set the mug beside my plate before walking around and sitting on the stool beside me.
"I was surprised you actually stayed the night." I admitted.
"Me too, really. I was kinda surprised you asked."
"I didn't want you to feel like I was just trying to get my rocks off. I mean, not on your first time."
"And what a first time it was." His smile expanded, as did my hard-on. His eyes narrowed. "So, what was your first time like?"
I picked up a fork by my plate and picked at the omelet.
"Not the most amazing experience. I was trying to get it done, I guess. I met a hot guy at a frat party, but the moment he did the deed, he freaked out on me and bailed. I'd see him around school a little after that, but he'd never look me in the eyes. Guy was obviously still struggling with who he was, and I get that."
"That's still a shitty way to experience it your first time."
"Well, yeah, but it's not a big deal."
"Awww. You wanted me to stay over so I wouldn't feel all used and gross?"
"Shut up."
But it was kind of true. I didn't want him to feel like what he'd done was dirty or wrong...like he needed to get the fuck out. As I'd learned, that was no way to share that experience with someone.
He put his hand on the back of my head. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone how much you like me."
Once again, before I had the chance to reply, he kissed me-a greedy, tongue-filled kiss. Like he just wanted to claim my mouth with his. He kept his hand on the back of my head, running his thumb through my hair.
When he pulled away, he said, "Now hurry up and eat or I'm going to give you something else to stick in that pretty mouth of yours."
I chuckled before turning back to the breakfast he'd made me.
"So, what's in this?"
"You had some chicken and jalapenos, so I grabbed a few things here and there, put it together-viola."
"Voila? Well, merci beaucoup. The service at this restaurant is fabulous."
I took a bite, and the taste of cheese and jalapenos overtook my mouth in a delicious combo. He'd clearly used a little red pepper too-just the right amount. As I turned to him and saw him grinning, I could tell he knew that without me having to say anything.
"Amazing, right? You can admit it."
"I said no more compliments until after breakfast."
"Well, then I guess you don't get to have my incredible omelet." He reached for my plate, but I leaned forward, guarding it.
"No, no. It's great. It's exactly what I would expect from a James Diamond original."
As he beamed with delight, I enjoyed knowing that all the praise was kind of getting to his head that morning.
I took another bite out of my omelet.
Damn, it was good.
We ate together for a few minutes, glancing at each other occasionally, smirks on our faces as if we were fucking teenagers who'd just figured out what sex was. It seemed so stupid and childish and so fun, all at the same time.
"So, what does Ninja have going on today?" He asked.
"Oh, just some family thing. This barbecue my father has at our place. We invite some people from the neighborhood over. We do a lot of stuff like that. Mom and Dad are very friendly with all the neighbors. They're social people. But the barbecues are always relaxed, chill. It's not like one of those stuffy parties where you're underdressed all the time."
"I prefer you when you're undressed."
I chuckled. "What about you? Any big plans today?"
"Eh, I was just going to go to a bathhouse and pass this ass around, now that I've had an experience with the real thing."
As he replied, I wondered if, at least to some extent, the way he twisted a serious question into a sex joke wasn't some sort of defense mechanism-something he used to keep from having to get too close to people.
James smiled before saying, "But seriously, if you have time, we should try to get a little bit of that in again."
He leaned toward me, his face right next to mine as he continued, "But I'm pretty sure you owe me some ass."
"Straighty feeling toppy this morning?"
"I'm feeling toppy in this moment, but I might feel bottomy once we get going. Nothing wrong with flip-flopping."
He glanced down at my crotch, my dick sliding from the top of the towel which was just barely around my waist.
It continued to swell.
"It doesn't look like you have a problem with my idea." James added.
He moved closer, taking my lips with his once again.
I relaxed into it, and as I felt him pushing to his feet, I did the same.
The towel, already loose around me, fell to the floor as he guided me back against the wall adjacent to the front door.
He grabbed my erection and stroked up and down, his kiss trailing from my lips to my neck. As his hot breath hit my flesh, I moaned, throwing my head back, losing myself in the experience.
I heard a sound-like one of the doors to my neighbors' place opening, but then I caught something out of the corner of my eyes and turned to see my mother standing in the doorway, her eyes wide as she glanced between James and me.
"Jesus Christ!" I said, sliding out from between James and the wall and racing behind the bar to conceal my massive erection from my mom.
"Oh my…" She said. "Did I catch you at a bad time?"
She looked like she was stifling her amusement, but then she couldn't hold it in any longer and burst into a fit of laughter as she entered and closed the door behind her.
"Seriously, Mom?"
"Oh, I don't see what the big deal is. You think I never noticed that thing when you were going through puberty? I do realize that you have sex, you know? I know that might be really upsetting for you, though. Hi, I'm Jennifer." She said, extending her hand to James, who was still just in a pair of boxers, his own impressive size obvious as ever.
She pulled her hand away. "On second thought, maybe we can skip handshakes for now."
He turned to me, his tensed-up expression revealing his own surprised with Mom's attitude.
"I'm James…" dragged from his lips before he turned back to her.
The first night he stayed over and he was already meeting my mother?
Done! So...yeah. Quite a way for James and Jennifer to meet. :P And Kames seem to be getting more close with each passing chapter.
I'd love to hear your thoughts on the chapter, as well as if you happened to have a favorite part/moment!
Again, I hope you all enjoyed! The next chapter will pick up where this one left off and will more than likely be up sometime this weekend.
Until then!
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