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MATURE COTENT!

NOT SEX! BUT MATURE CONTENT!

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Summary:What happened while James and Kendall were trapped in the sheet after rolling Gustavo off the stretcher? Where will things go after words? Kames Kendall/James M for language and suggestive themes.

James and I found our way to the bathroom in the back part of the apartment. Generally only James had used it as his personal 'look good' room when he and Carlos had shared the bedroom in the farthest reaches of the apartment. Now that bathroom was only used for taking a leak at night when someone else was in the main bathroom by the kitchen.

How did we find our way all the way here when we started making out in our room? Well James, being the oh so playful one, decided it'd be a great idea to pull my hair and run for shelter. Of course I went after him in his little charade and cornered him in the bathroom.

Here we stand, me in the doorway and James cowering in the shower. I close the door with a light and barely audible click. I step forwards and into the shower. It's not one of the ones you see normally with the bathtub and shower above it. It's one that is open with just the shower head and a sliding glass door with a drain in the center for the water to flow out.

Anyway, so I step in and shut the glass door. By this time James was inching towards the faucet. I pinned him to the corner of the shower. His hand darted from my grasp just in time for him to grab the faucet handle and turn the water on.

Icy water came raining down over my head and soaked my clothes so they stuck to my skin. Small droplets that missed me or ricocheted off were slowly dampening James's shirt and neck. I held a poker face in hopes that my seriousness would scare James into turning the water off and apologizing for the game he started. But no. That god like smile fell over his face and he took my eyes in a dead on challenging gaze.

"Could you at least turn it to warm?" I ask.

James turned up the heat and pushed the shower head so it poured over both if us.

He was soaked to the bone with his hair plastered over his face and ears. The hot water reddened his skin. His shirt was plastered to him; outlining every single dent and curve of his abs underneath. The abs that made me hard in a second.

I backed him flush against the wall so that the water began falling all over me and just somewhat on his head. Little rivulets flowed from his head and down to his neck where they mingled with the already soaked shirt. I watched them run their course to the opening of his v-neck until I found myself catching them and licking them up his neck.

James gave out a loud moan and strung his hands through my hair. I bit down softly on the tender skin just before his ear. He gasped.

By this time James' hands had found their way under my shirt and were trying hard to get it up. I removed myself from his neck and pulled my shirt off for him. I felt my cheeks heat up even with the hot water constantly spilling onto me. By no means was I fat, but compared to James, I felt a little chubby.

In mere seconds I found myself against the wall. My head was throbbing from impact and my vision slightly blurred from the steam of the water. Two strong hands were holding my own above my head. As my vision cleared and I became used to the steam; I could see James starring at me.

The water fell over his entire body and pooled lightly in his belly button until it flowed over and into his treasure trail. Sometime between switching our positions and my vision clearing up he had pulled off his shirt. James looked like an animal, a hungry animal; just waiting to take and claim his prey as his own.

Honestly I had never thought of James being the dominate one in our relationship. I suppose I had always assumed it would be me. Though I'm not sure why. James was clearly larger in size and more muscular. Maybe it was because he was 'prettier' and more fashion oriented and I didn't care about that stuff.

James came at me and snapped me out of my thoughts. His body was pressed against mine so that not even air could move through us. I could feel his erection pushing against my leg and hip bone. I wanted nothing more than to free him from those jeans and boxers. Nothing more. Not until one of James' hands found it's way into my pants. His other hand was still holding my arms above my head.

The heat from his skin came in contact with my growing erection and made it even hotter. James looked into my eyes fro a split second and then crashed his mouth with mine. He tasted sweet. Sweeter than anything should ever be. His tongue played at my lips for what seemed to be an eternity until he slipped it in my mouth. It was like heaven. James' sweet candy tongue and his hot hand wrapped around my length pulling in unison to his bit on my lip now and then.

I could feel the urge growing. I knew that if I let him keep this up I would come. I was in heaven and nothing could stop it. Not even the bathroom door that just creaked open.

Wait, what?

Kendall's birthday is finally getting a little action. Hmm hmm hmm. Yeah, for those of you that didn't realize, it's still Kendall's birthday in this chapter. I think it's been the last four chapters and it's still be his birthday. ~iska XOXO

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