(Warning: Extremely smutty ahead! Enjoy!)
I could tell how hesitant he was. And at first, I didn't notice it because I thought it was just him, trying not to hurt himself. But when I got off his lap and just hovered over him, with my legs outside his body, he still laid there stiff as a board. He was afraid of touching me, because of what Michael Smith did to me. That irritated me. Not enough to stop kissing him, but enough to make me think we shouldn't do this. As I thought about it, his hands, which were originally holding onto my face, moved down to my ribs and held me gently. I opened my eyes and pushed myself up, kneeling on my knees pulling my shirt up, off my body. When it was over my head, I felt his hands tug at my belt buckle and move me forward just as I threw my shirt to the floor beside the bed. I ran a hand through my hair and gently sat back on his groin, panting slightly. He sighed hard and shook his head. "Are you sure you want to do this?"
"Do you not?" He stopped moving and I raised my eyebrows tugging on my belt buckle. "I have to think…with you asking if I'm sure, maybe you're not sure. And with you not putting anything into the kisses and barely touching me, I think I know the answer."
"I don't want you to feel pressured."
"Does it look like I feel pressured?" I yanked my belt off from around my waist and threw it to the side, right in the bathroom actually. He gulped hard raising his hand and put them behind his head. "I think I'm so horny right now that if you don't want to have sex with me, I'll just go jack off in the bathroom. And if you are in too much pain or…"
"Stop." I did. I set my hands on the bottom of his white shirt. He took one hand out from under his head and quickly shoved it into his sweats. Because I was right over his dick, when he started to stroke himself, he touched me simultaneously. "I don't think I can do a whole lot of moving." I smirked putting my hands outside his body on the bed and swung one leg over him, getting off the bed already pulling down my zipper.
"Leave it to me." He laughed as he continued to stroke himself and ran his other hand over his face.
"This bossy, needy, greedy side of you is a fucking turn on." I blushed as I pushed my jeans and boxers down off my legs and he turned to me biting his bottom lip. As I gently climbed back on the bed putting my hands on his hips, I was reminded of the last time we had sex. He undressed me, slowly taking off every piece of clothing I had on me. Then he put me on my feet, pushed me face down into his bed and we had sex standing up. He was rough that night, but I liked it. However, as he lifted his butt off the bed just a little for me to pull his sweats and boxers down, so I could get his dick out, I knew tonight would be different. We weren't going to talk dirty. We weren't going to pull each other's hair. And he wasn't going to be in control tonight. I was.
After I got him out of his confides, I got on the other side of him and laid down next to him, kissing his mouth hard, as I started to give him a hand job, getting him hard. He kept trying to turn over, or push me back, but for once I was a lot stronger. Just as I was stroking him, he started stroking me. We were both moaning loudly, and a few times I thought he was moaning because of pain. But after every moan he would bite my lip, or my tongue and I knew it was a pleasurable moan. After a good five minutes of touching and kissing, He pulled back and laid on his back panting, as he let me go and gripped the blanket underneath us. I sat up fast and turned just a little, so I could put his dick in my mouth. "Fuck…" One of his hands gripped onto my hair as I took all of him in me at once. I slowly rubbed one hand up, under shirt, while the other went down his leg, rubbing gently. He groaned loudly as his hand that wasn't on my head, guiding me up and down as I sucked him, went under his shirt and locked his fingers with mine. His unhurt leg which I was rubbing started to raise and he tugged gently on my hair. "Baby…get up." I came of him with a pop and quickly reached across him, to his nightstand. "I don't have any condoms in there. Bathroom." I shut the drawer just as soon as I opened it and gracefully jumped over him walking quickly to his master bathroom stroking myself as I turned on the light. "Top drawer closest to the door." I nodded opening it fast and reached in grabbing the condom box. I let go of my dick and pulled a condom out of the box. When I put the box back in the drawer, I grabbed the black bottle of lube and shut the drawer with my hip, turning myself back around. As I went to flick off the light, a little smile spread across my face seeing him pushing himself up, into a sitting position. He put his back up against the headboard as he stroked himself, and put his head back, breathing out slowly. "You find them?"
"Mmmhmmm." He turned his head to me slowly and we locked eyes as he beckoned me over with one finger. "You look fucking amazing right now." He chuckled sitting up slowly and started to pull off his zip up hoodie. Once it was off, and I was standing by the bed putting the lube and condom on the nightstand, he was pulling off his shirt. I reached out to help him, but he grunted and swatted my hand away. I sighed carefully climbing back on top of him, making sure to put his dick in front of me. He threw his shirt to the floor and breathed out hard sitting back closing his eyes.
"Yeah…you're going to have to do a lot of the work." I nodded reaching for the condom, while kissing softly onto his lips. "You made me really hard." I smirked sitting back and looked down to my hands opening up the condom wrapper. "James was telling me something…ugh…" I looked up at his face as I slowly, very slowly pushed down the condom on his dick. "Something about how you walked in on Carlos and Sam fucking." I froze with my hand on the base of his dick and we locked eyes. "Carlos said you saw her bare tits." I groaned falling forward and gently put my face in his chest rubbing him again.
"It was like seeing my sister nude Kendall." He laughed kissing into my hair and gently rubbed my arms. "I always knew Sam was beautiful…but now I understand why Carlos is so into her."
"Why?" I sat up and watched him grab the lube handing it over to me. I quickly opened it and squirted some on to his dick, and in my hand. He quickly rubbed the liquid around his dick and I slowly put it on and around my hole. I groaned falling forward again and sort of messaged myself. "Because 0she has huge tits?" I laughed out loud and nodded sitting back up. He chuckled putting a hand on my hip, gently pulling me forward. "You ready?" I nodded sitting up on my knees and scooted up, so I could sit down on his dick. "Fuck…your so sexy." I shook my head as I reached behind me and grabbed a hold of him. His hands rubbed over my arms as I put him at my entrance, and slowly, very slowly sat down on him. Our moans echoed around the room at the same time and once he was completely in me, I stayed still for a few seconds before moving forward, and rising off his dick. "Oh God…" I set my hands on his shoulders and opened my mouth into a little "o" as I started to fuck myself on him. "Fuck…Jesus…I don't think I'll last long Loges." I nodded closing my eyes, and bit my bottom lip, throwing my head back. I was already feeling really good…great even. But when I felt his hand grip around my dick and start squeezing as he stroked me, my euphoria went beyond cloud nine. I've never been high before but from what James and Carlos and Kendall have told me, it feels fantastic. Much like this. This has got to be what it feels like to be high.
Even though Kendall said he didn't think he could last long, we did. I moved my hands from his shoulders, to his neck and he'd grip onto my ass and help me bounce on him without being too rough. The whole time we held eye contact. Unless I was leaning down into him to kiss his lips, or suck on his neck. More than once as I sucked on his neck, he gently and playfully pushed me away and told me no hickeys. I didn't listen. Above his colorful tattoos on his neck, I left tiny little marks indicating to any and everyone, he was taken. And the way he was squeezing onto my ass and hips and thighs told me he also wanted people to know I was taken. At least we both were on the same page for once.
Because of the wrap around his stomach, and because he came first, when he pulled out of me, I laid on my back next to him, pulling him with me, so he was laying on his side. He kissed onto my chest and to my pleasure played with my balls as I rubbed myself to satisfaction. I came hard and loud and as I did, white spots came across my vision as I squeezed my eyes shut. I know I yelled loud, but I don't think Kendall cared. And I know I probably made a huge mess of myself, but again I don't think Kendall cared. When I got myself calmed down and my breathing as normal as I could get it, I opened my eyes and with my not cum filled hand, I wrapped my arm around Kendall and let him lay on my shoulder as he pushed into me hard. I wanted to get up and clean myself off, but his breathing was far worse than mine and he seemed rather content with just lying here. So, I rubbed his arm and looked up at the ceiling licking my lips. "If you wanna get up, I'd do it now. Or else I'm falling asleep on you." I laughed as he pushed away from me and rolled back onto his back, groaning quietly. "Jesus…if we did that once every day, I'd get a good work out in." I smirked as I crawled off the bed and walked into the bathroom starting to clean myself. "Have you seen my phone?"
"I think it's still out on the dining room table. Along with mine." I glanced out to him to see him nodding as he struggled to pull his boxers and pants back up on his legs. "Need some help?"
"Nah…I'm alright baby." I smiled, loving hearing him call me baby and finished cleaning myself. Once I was done, I took another wash cloth out to him and wiped at the few drops of cum he had on his arm from me. Once I was finished I threw it into the hamper and walked to his dresser opening the drawer. "Were gonna cuddle right?"
"Yes. I just need to get some clothes on."
"Or you don't. That little ass is so fucking cute." I turned around to him fast, feeling my cheeks flush and he chuckled as he pushed himself up, just a little grabbing the TV remote next to him on his nightstand. "I need to take my pills." I cursed quietly and turned quickly pulling out a random pair of sweats of his and slid them on, forgetting my boxers. I grabbed the sweater he was wearing all night and pulled it on as I walked out into the hallway. As I approached the dining room table I heard a vibration from a phone and frowned. I grabbed the small prescription bag that was sitting right next to our phones and perked up a little seeing it was my phone that was ringing. I grabbed all three-feeling weird seeing Sam's cute picture of her and I on my screen indicating she was calling me. I swiped to answer and turned back to the hallway putting it to my ear.
"Hello?"
"Logan?" Her voice was filled with tears and fear and it made me stop dead in my tracks. Right in the middle of the hallway. "I…I need you to come pick me up." I took in a sharp breath and rushed into the room getting up on the bed next to Kendall quickly putting my phone on speaker. "I messed up…and…and Carlos and James got in a fight because I was drunk, and I had sex with James." I locked eyes with Kendall who whistled low widening his eyes as he took his pills form my hand.
"Where are you Sam?" She sobbed out quietly, and in the background, I heard a loud car honk. "Sam?"
"I left the house where the party was at, after Carlos walked in on us…I'm walking down the road. I think I'm by that shopping center where I get my nails done." I sighed out as I leaned in, and kissed Kendall's cheek. He pouted as I climbed over him for like the 100th time tonight and went to my duffle by his dresser.
"Okay…go to that Taco Bell that's in that center and wait for me there, alright? I'll be there in like 10 minutes."
"Ok…thanks Logan." I turned to Kendall as I hung up lifting my duffle with me.
"Is it alright that I bring her here tonight? She'll be too distraught by herself."
"Of course, but what happens when James gets home? And Carlos comes over to vent to you…because you know he will." I sighed out grabbing a pair of plain black Nikes from my duffle and a pair of black socks.
"I'll be able to deal with it. I am sure there is an explanation for all this."
"Doubt it." I gave him a dirty look as I threw my duffle to the floor and started to put on my socks and shoes. "When a best friend fucks his best friends girl…it's never good. And From what I saw over the summer with them, Carlos is really in love with Sam. It's not going to be good."
"I'll force them to make up." He chuckled urging me to him and once I tied my shoe, both of them now on, I went to him and let him hold my face, so he could pepper kisses to my lips.
"Be careful. Come back soon." I nodded kissing him back and pushed away zipping up the sweater of his I had on. "Please tell me you are not going out there in just that?" I smiled big and turned heading out the door fast.
"Love you!"
I drove as quick as I could getting pissed at the amount of traffic on the road. It was Friday, so everyone was out but when one of your best friends calls you, drunk and sobbing, everyone needs to get the hell out of the way. I wanted to call either Carlos or James, but decided against it, until I could get Sam calmed down. When I finally got to where I knew she was I felt something odd come over me as she walked out of the restaurant towards my car. She was wearing only a tiny little black dress that barely covered her ass. For one, she must be freezing. And two…I knew exactly how this conversation between Carlos and James went. James probably said something stupid about how if Sam wasn't dressed the way she was and wasn't drunk he wouldn't have made a move. I knew that's what he said, because he's said it about many girls.
She got in my car quick and slammed the door shut hard quickly rubbing her bare arms from the cold. I reached out pushing hair off her fac and she eyed me, tears still coming out. "How you doing?" She looked away from me fast shaking her head. "Do you want to come hang out with Kendall and I?" She nodded fast and I sighed out sitting up straight in my seat and quickly put my car in reverse. "You wanna talk about it?"
"Nothing to talk about…I fucked up. James said all the right things and Carlos had just left because he thought I looked too slutty and…" I genuinely felt bad for her because like Kendall said, they were in love. But just because you get into an argument with your boyfriend doesn't mean you jump to the closest thing.
We said nothing as we drove back to Kendall's apartment. When I parked, I said nothing as we walked past James's little sports car and let her hold around me as I walked us up the stairs. When I pushed open the door, I was expecting to see a dark living room and a dark kitchen. However, it seemed like every light was on in the house, and so was the huge flat screen. And sitting in front of it was a shirtless James eating from a cereal bowl, with Kendall sitting in his huge chair, the recliner up. James stood up fast as he looked between myself and her, finally stopping on me. I opened my mouth to ask him to just leave her alone, but Kendall beat me to the punch. "Sam…I put some clothes on my bed for you in there. If you want to lay down in there, you are more than welcome." I looked around James at Kendall who had his unhurt leg up, his arm holding his phone, resting on it.
"Thanks Kendall. I think I need to lay down." He looked up smiling small and nodded. Sam let me go, put her head down and quickly walked to the hall, her heels softly digging into the carpet. Once she was gone, and the bedroom door shut, I shut the front door and rushed to James shoving him as hard as I could.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" He sighed out sitting down and put his head in his hands. "New fucking low James." I spit it out at him as I kicked my shoes off and walked over to the love seat by Kendall's chair, sitting down hard.
"I honest to God didn't mean for it to happen. We were both really drunk. And she was pissed off at Carlos and I only think with my dick so…" I rolled my eyes looking over at Kendall as I pulled my legs up to my chest. He looked over to me and shook his head before turning to his step brother.
"Have you talked to Carlos?"
"Not since he swung on me and hit my jaw." I turned slowly to James and felt just a little bad. "I tried calling him, but he stormed out after shoving Sam into a wall. And then she stormed off, not saying a word to me, and I came home." I looked up at the TV and swallowed hard shoving my hands into the pockets of my sweater.
"Well one of two things is going to happen right now." Both James and I turned to Kendall who reclined even more in his chair and stretched carefully. "Carlos is going to storm over here and kick your ass and you'll let him." I sighed making him turn to me and grin. "Or…nothing. He'll go to bed and cool off. You'll go to bed and have a hard-long discussion with yourself about how you could do that to one of your best friends. And Sam will sober up and figure out what she wants. All the while Logan and I finally get some much-needed sleep." I chuckled lying my head back and yawned as I stared up at the TV.
"Yeah…all that would be awesome except there is a small little detail you two don't know." I eyed James as he slowly stood up and eyed me, going extremely pale. "I didn't have a condom and I came inside her."
