OT4
Disclaimer: I don't own the boys or the show even I would love to own them especially Logan and Kendall. I also don't own anything you may recognise just my own idea.
This is dedicated to Mochi no Yume, who is an amazing writer. You should definitely go check out his work; they are some of the most amazing stories ever.
I am so so so sorry for taking so long to write this. I don't why but it just wouldn't come to me. I hope you all forgive me, I promise next time it won't take so long.
Schoolboy Uniforms- The Palmwoods School is given a new dress code.
It was just a normal day in 2J which meant Carlos was eating his usual corn dog breakfast; James was talking to himself in the mirror, Logan was reviewing his homework ready for class and Kendall was searching through his drawers to find his favourite beanie.
"Guys come on, you need to head to school now," Mama Knight called, returning from the gym.
Logan was the first to react to Mama Knight's statement, sliding his books into his bag before placing it on his shoulder. Carlos placed his plate in the sink, making sure to hold on tightly to the corndogs in his hands. James finally finished talking to himself in the mirror; sliding his lucky comb into his back pocket. Turning around the pretty boy noticed that Kendall still wasn't ready.
Walking over to the room that Kendall and Logan shared, James raised his hand to knock on the door but before his fist could touch the wood, the door swung open to reveal a surprised Kendall.
"We have to go." The pretty boy said sheepishly, lowering his fist. He could feel the heat spreading across his features, ducking his head hoping that Kendall didn't notice his now inflamed cheeks.
"Come on then," Kendall said, manoeuvring himself around the taller boy.
When James didn't follow, the blonde turned back around. "James,"
Hearing his name the pretty boy snapped out of his daydream and hurried to catch up with Kendall, ignoring the knowing look Carlos sent his way.
Yes, that's right James Diamond, ladies man of Big Time Rush was gay and holding a growing crush on leader and best friend Kendall Knight. It wasn't one of these long harboured crushes, no the brunette's feelings had only begun when they moved to LA. Something about Kendall giving up his own dreams to pursue James' made the taller boys' heart flutter. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate Carlos and Logan giving up their dreams but there was something about the way the blonde did it that James would never forget.
That's when he really started to notice the shorter boy. James soon found himself mesmerised by the way Kendall's hair hung messily around his forehead; the occasional strand falling into his eyes, how the sparkling emerald orbs lit up with every plan they conjured up, the dimples that cut into his cheeks whenever he smiled that dazzling smile that never failed to leave butterflies in the pretty boys' stomach.
But Kendall was straight and happy with Jo so James did his best to push his feelings to the side, ignoring the way his stomach flipped whenever the blonde threw a casual arm around his shoulders.
Stepping into the elevator James situated himself as far away from Kendall as possible in the small space, knowing that Jo would be waiting for them or more specifically Kendall in the lobby. It wasn't like James despised the blonde girl but he couldn't bear to see them acting all lovey dovey this early in the morning.
Feeling an arm brush against his own, James dragged his eyes away from his shoes to be greeted by Carlos' bright smile. James and the Latino had been close back when they were in Minnesota but ever since they had moved into the Palmwoods, they had grown even closer. Carlos had become his confidant, holder of his deepest secrets and shoulder to cry on. The tan boy was the only one who knew about James' crush on their blonde leader.
Sharing a room was necessary for the pair and many a night was spent with Carlos listening to James rant about his feelings for Kendall and how the blonde affected him during the day. The small boy didn't mind listening to James go on and on as he knew exactly what the pretty boy was going through. See Carlos had a big secret of his own and considering James had shared his with Carlos it was only fair that the hyper boy shared his with the brunette.
James wasn't the only one crushing on a fellow band member. The helmet wearing boy had a huge crush on Logan the Big Time Brain. Unlike James' crush on Kendall, Carlos had been crushing on the pale boy even before they moved out to LA. He had always admired Logan for his brains growing up, the pale boy helping Carlos with his homework but it slowly changed into something more when Logan helped Carlos improve his hockey skills.
Carlos would have been a natural at the sport if he didn't let his excitement overflow. When it happened, the tan boys' movements would become sloppy; missing shots and repeatedly falling down on the ice. The coach soon got fed up of Carlos and threatened to kick him off the team if he didn't get his act together. Not wanting to see his friend kicked off the team, Logan had stepped forward and offered to help the smaller boy out. The patience Logan had shown as Carlos sped round the ice rink, falling over occasionally made the Latino's heart beat hard against his chest and from that day on, the tan boy had found himself enamoured with the genius.
Walking into their classroom at the Palmwoods, the four boys were about to take their usual seats when a voice stopped them.
"Ah boys, you're going to have to go back to your apartment and change. See here at the Palmwoods we have a new dress code," Miss Collins said.
The boys' zoned out on what their teacher was saying as they took in what their classmates were wearing. The girls were dressed in white buttoned up blouses, navy blue cardigans, blue pleated skirts and white knee high socks. A pair of sensible black shoes covered each girl's feet, creating a completely different image of half the girls in their class. The boys were dressed in white button up shirts, navy ties and navy trousers, with black loafers.
Tuning back into what Miss Collins was saying, the boys were greeted by the sight of the small woman holding four garment bags in her hands; each bag had a piece of paper pinned to it indicating which one belonged to which boy.
Sighing under their breaths, the boys took their bags, turning and slowly heading back towards 2J. They didn't like the idea of wearing a uniform to school; having been able to wear their own clothes back in Minnesota but they knew they had no choice.
Walking into their shared bedrooms, the group began the arduous task of changing out of their comfortable normal clothes into the uncomfortable looking and presumably scratchy uniforms. Once all four of them were changed, they took turns looking in the mirrors.
The uniform looked okay on Logan, the clothes looking like a dressy version of the clothes the smart boy normally wore. Kendall looked no different, the first two buttons of his shirt undone, tie hanging loosely around his neck. The blonde had kept his beanie on, giving him a bad boy edge that was sure to drive the girls and James crazy.
James thought he looked smarter than he had ever before, smiling at his reflection as he finished perfecting his hair. The white shirt clung to his body perfectly, highlighting his sun kissed skin, parts which were visible when his shirt rode up. Carlos was the only one who was having trouble with his uniform. Having left the top button of his shirt undone as it felt constricting; the Latino had had trouble with his tie, having difficulty making it look smart yet unconstricting.
Noticing that his friend was having trouble, James pocketed his lucky comb and walked over to the small boy.
"Here let me do it." James said, smacking away the tan boys' hands.
Removing his hands from the material, Carlos allowed James to take control, the taller boy expertly tying the tie so it hung just under the open top button. The pretty boy had to admit that the uniform looked pretty good on the shorter boy. The white of the shirt stood out in stark contrast against Carlos caramel coloured skin. The open button hinted at what lay underneath the material, a sure way to grab the girls' attention.
James hoped that even if Carlos didn't gain the girls' attention and admiration then he would grab Logan's. After hiding his crush for so many years, James believed that it was time the Latino saw some happiness.
Now that they were all ready, the four of them exited their rooms, eyes widening when they caught sight of the others. James' mind went into overdrive as his eyes raked hungrily over Kendall's figure.
The pretty boys' heart began to beat harder against his chest as he took in the grey beanie covering Kendall's messy blonde hair; one stray strand falling into the older boys' eyes, hiding the sparkling green orbs that James longed to see. The first two buttons of the shorter boys' shirt were undone, a patch of Kendall's slightly sun kissed skin revealed for the brunette's eyes. The navy blue tie hung haphazardly around Kendall's neck, giving the usually mature and responsible blonde a bad boy air which was slowly driving James crazy. The navy slacks looked out of place on Kendall, James used to seeing the leader in skinny jeans; admiring the way the material clung and highlighted Kendall's muscular legs.
Carlos was having the same trouble as James. It wasn't unusual to see Logan in a shirt and slacks but these clothes made the pale boy look even better than usual. The white shirt blended in with Logan's creamy skin, highlighting his warm chocolate eyes. The sleeves clung to the smart boys' arms, hinting at the hidden muscle that Logan rarely showed anyone. The navy slacks made a welcomed change to the beige ones the short boy usually wore when he decided to ditch the boy band image and returned to his old Minnesota style of sweater vests and slacks. The tie polished off the look, Logan somehow making the outfit look less stuffy and strange than it did on the other three.
A light pink dusted the small boys' cheeks as Logan settled his gaze on him, that soft lopsided smile showing itself and completing the brunette's look as well as making Carlos' stomach flutter. The smart boy had been giving him the same smile for years but as time passed, the Latino began to think it meant something more. At one point Carlos even believed that the smile meant Logan reciprocated his feelings but quickly realised it didn't, stopping him from doing one of the most stupid things in his life.
Both Carlos and James dropped their gazes to study their shoes before Kendall and Logan realised they were being stared at. Turning their backs to their friends, the Latino and the pretty boy made their way out of the door, knowing they couldn't put off the inevitable any longer.
Not waiting for the other two to follow, James and Carlos walked down the seemingly never ending corridor to the elevator, the tall boy jabbing repeatedly at the button as their crushes' voices grew closer and closer.
Never usually one to be impatient, James took off in the direction of the stairs, ignoring Carlos' frantic calls for him to come back. Taking the stairs two at a time, the pretty boy entered the lobby in half the time it normally took him, skin flushed from exertion.
Taking a calming breath, the pretty boy began to walk towards the classroom, pace quickening as he heard the ding of the elevator signalling the arrival of Kendall, Logan and Carlos.
As he entered the classroom a series of ooooh's and girlish giggles erupted, the international sign that the famous James Diamond had entered a room. Not in the mood to be the centre of attention, the brunette ducked his head and took his seat; ironically in the middle of the room.
Kendall, Logan and Carlos soon made their way into the room, Kendall ignoring the gazes of the majority of the girls, eyes solely fixed on Jo. A pink tint spread across Logan's cheeks to the tips of his ears, the small boy not accustomed to this amount of female attention. Carlos was the only one who didn't seem fazed by the attention, lips set into a straight line as he stalked to his seat.
"Thanks for leaving me buddy," He said, adding emphasis to the last word.
"Sorry, I just couldn't." James replied, eyes darting over to Kendall who was stood with an arm slung around Jo's shoulders.
The pretty boy felt his heart deflate slightly, sinking lower into his seat.
"Sorry dude, I forget sometimes," Carlos apologised, placing a somewhat comforting hand on his friends' arm.
It soon dropped, the Latino resting his forehead against the appendage as he sadly watched the boy he adored start a conversation with Camille, the one person who was less deserving of Logan than he was. It wasn't that the tan boy didn't like the method actress, she was a great girl but Carlos couldn't help but think that the smart boy deserved someone better, who didn't slap and mar his porcelain skin as a way of greeting.
Luckily for Carlos and James, Miss Collins entered the room, a few newly changed students straggling behind her small stature. Kendall and Logan took their seats, the blonde making sure he wasn't too far from Jo.
Silence engulfed the room as everyone waited for their teacher to start the first lesson. Soon enough Miss Collins' squeaky voice filled the room, catching the majority of the student's attention. However there were two who it didn't grab.
James and Carlos sat side by side, bodies slumped against the uncomfortable plastic, gazes scanning their surroundings taking in every detail even though they had already memorised each one in the countless times their attention had wandered.
Carlos' gaze wandered over to the Jennifer's, his mind playing back to the first time he saw them. He had and still thought they were beautiful but not compared to the beauty that was called Logan. The Latino followed the girls' gazes, a frown forming across his normally cheerful disposition when he realised that they were gazing dreamily at the pale boy in front of him.
James' eyes were making the same journey, settling on Rachael and Jo, lips forming a distinguishable pout as he watched Jo lean over to whisper in her friends' ear, a blush spreading across her cheeks as Kendall placed a hand on her shoulder, twiddling a strand of hair between his fingers. A girlish giggle escaped Jo's lips, her head ducking when everyone's attention turned towards her.
"Mr Knight, maybe if you stopped playing with Miss Taylor's hair then maybe she would be able to concentrate," Miss Collins said, her eyes narrowing as Kendall leant back in his seat, "And take off that beanie, it's not part of the uniform."
Kendall groaned, a hand snaking over his head, sliding the beanie off, onto the desk. A small smile graced James' face as he took in the blonde's messy hair.
The next hour and a half passed uneventfully, James and Carlos paying attention to the lesson for the majority, their attentions taking a detour whenever Kendall and Logan stretched. It was coming up to the point when Miss Collins gave them a fifteen minute break and the boys' were dreading it. They didn't think they could watch every girl in the room throw themselves at their best friends and crushes.
Carlos snuck another look at the Jennifer's, letting out an inaudible sigh when he saw they were still staring at Logan. It was obvious they had set their sights on the smart boy and when they set their sights on someone there was no way to save them. The tan boy would have stepped in to save his friend from their clutches but he didn't want to give away his feelings for the brunette by being overprotective.
James on the other hand was sat staring at the ceiling as Miss Collins wrapped the lesson up, already having decided that it was the way he was going to spend the break. He knew he was going to end up with a really bad crick in his neck but that was nothing compared to the sight of Jo and various other girls' flinging themselves at Kendall. It was a shame that they weren't allowed to leave the classroom during the break, the tall boy definitely needing the chance to escape today.
At some point during the break James thought it would be a good idea to look away from the ceiling, eyes scanning around the classroom before landing on his target. Kendall was stood in the middle of a gaggle of girls, Jo right by his side, arm possessively wrapped around his waist. It comforted James to see Jo so worried about other people making a move on her boyfriend but it still didn't stop the annoyance that spread through the pretty boys' body as Kendall smiled that disarming smile of his, short outbursts of laughter spilling forth whenever the girls said anything remotely funny. This was starting to be the longest fifteen minutes of James' live, and a sneak peek at Carlos showed that the Latino was thinking the same thing.
Carlos sat slumped in his chair; head resting against the top of the back of the seat as he sullenly watched Camille and the Jennifer's repeatedly paw at Logan. It was obvious that the smart boy was uncomfortable but there was also an emotion that would flicker across Logan's face suggesting that he enjoyed having the Jennifer's attention on him for a change. The tan boy couldn't shake the sense of hurt that coursed through his veins as he listened to the pale boy compliment each girl on their uniform, noticeably spending more time on each Jennifer than Camille. Anger bubbled through the Latino's body as he watched the blonde Jennifer run a supposedly seductive hand along his tie. The small boy managed to drag his eyes away from Logan to look longingly at the clock, wishing that the hands would move faster than they were.
After what seemed like forever, Miss Collins ushered the class back to their seats, her presence at the front of the classroom informing each and every student that she wanted to continue with her lessons. This time instead of spending their time watching people fawn over Kendall and Logan, James and Carlos actually paid attention to what their teacher was saying, pens moving swiftly over their notebooks, swallowing everything being taught with a vigour that would make Logan jealous. It seemed like time whizzed past and before either boy knew, the bell signalling the end of the school day reverberated throughout the small room, breaking the pretty boy and the Latino out of their educational daze.
Sliding their notebooks shut, James and Carlos made quick work on packing away their stuff, sharing an understanding look of wanting to get out of the room as possible. However it seemed like every girl in the classroom packed their stuff away just as quick as James and Carlos, a slowly increasing mass descending upon Kendall and Logan, who remained in their seats to soak up the attention. Just as James was sliding his backpack onto his back did Kendall even acknowledge his presence.
"Hey James, wanna go hang at the pool?" Kendall asked, his usual cheery smile never leaving his face.
As much as James wanted to say yes to Kendall and spend some well deserved guy time at the pool, he knew that it wouldn't be without interruptions and with the mood he was in today it was more than likely that the brunette would say something he would regret. Not bothering to respond to Kendall, James turned quickly on his heel and marched out of the classroom, unfazed by the fact he shoved his way past several girls. All he wanted to do was go back to the apartment and hide his head under the covers, pretending that this whole day had been a bad bad dream.
Watching James' retreating back, Kendall wasn't sure whether to be angry or worried about his best friend. It wasn't often that the brunette acted like that so when he did, the others automatically started to worry. Ignoring the mass of girls swarming around his and Logan's, the blonde turned towards Carlos, worry instantly doubling when he noticed the frown etched across the Latino's features.
"Hey Carlos, do you know what's up with James?" Kendall asked, ignoring the slightly painful poke Jo gave him.
"Like you care," Carlos shot back, not recognising his own harsh tone.
The blonde didn't even know how to respond. Carlos had never spoken to him or anyone else for that matter like he just had. It took a few moments for Kendall to think of a response but before he had a chance to question what the small boy meant, the scraping of a chair echoed next to him. Looking over at Carlos, the blonde watched as the small boy quickly made his way out of the classroom, following the same path James had recently taken. This day was just getting more shocking or worse as it went on, Kendall wasn't sure which was worse, and only another sharp poke from Jo broke Kendall out of his train of thought.
Back at the apartment, James flung his bag to the side not bothering to look where it landed. It was a good thing Mama Knight was out as she would of told James to put his stuff away properly, then fuss all over him when she sensed the mood he was. That was the one thing Mama Knight was really good at, and as much as he loved his adopted mother, the pretty boy wasn't in the mood to divulge his problems, especially since they involved her son.
Heading to the room he shared with Carlos, the brunette began to tug at his uniform wanting nothing more than to be free from the constricting clothes he wore. Once he was stripped down to his boxers, James climbed under the covers, pulling them up and over his head, attempting to block out the world around him.
That's how Carlos found him ten minutes later, the Latino making quick work of his uniform, sighing with relief as he placed his beloved his helmet back on his head. Looking over at the bed James slept in, the small boy could make out a pretty boy shaped lump under the covers, the sheets moving every now and again when James let out a sigh. Making his way over to the bed, Carlos took a seat on the edge of the bed, hand coming to rest on James' back, hoping to comfort his friend in some way.
"You wanna talk about it." The tan boy asked, his hand moving in slow soothing circles. He could understand what James was going through, it made him sick to his stomach to watch the girls paw mercilessly over Logan. They weren't deserving of someone was thoroughly amazing like the smart boy but then again neither was he.
"No, I just want some time alone." James replied, making the tan boy jump. Obviously he had got caught up in his own thoughts to notice that the pretty boy had turned towards.
"That's okay, you know where I am if you wanna talk though." He could understand how James was feeling, the myriad of thoughts floating through his head making him want to do nothing more than climb into swirly and stay there until this blew over. Actually that was good idea, the tan boy knowing how he was going to spend the rest of his day.
"I know," James attempted a smile but it came out more of a grimace.
Patting his friend on the back and giving him what he hoped was a reassuring smile, the Latino left the tall boy in peace, heading straight to swirly. Just looking at the industrial playground equipment calmed Carlos and as soon as he had made himself comfortable in the yellow plastic, he could feel the tension just roll away. Laying his head back against the slide, the tan boy attempted to think of anything except school and the ugly uniforms they were now forced to wear but every time he closed his eyes, all he could see was the awful uniforms, the way no one looked good in the pressed pants, except for maybe Logan. At the thought of Logan, a series of new images flashed behind his eyes, each one leaving him with a bad taste in his mouth. Girls were practically throwing themselves at Logan and Carlos didn't like it at all.
This was how the troubled pair stayed for the rest of the day. Carlos heard Logan and Kendall come in but didn't attempt to move from his position in swirly. However they had no choice but to come out of hiding when Mama Knight called them for dinner, the Latino unable to resist the smell of her home cooking. Sliding out of the end of swirly, Carlos stood, stretching his somewhat cramped muscles, only realising now that sitting in the same position in swirly for a long period of time was more uncomfortable than it felt.
Kendall and Logan were already sat at the table, cutlery in hand as they waited for Mama Knight to bring the plates over. Taking his seat opposite Logan, Carlos wished and prayed with every ounce of his being that James would come out of their room for dinner. A relieved smile split across his face as the pretty boy slowly made his way to the dinner table, keeps his eyes to the ground. Taking his seat next to Carlos and opposite Kendall, James turned his body towards the small boy, head rising to smile softly at his friend.
"You okay?" Carlos asked in a dulcet tone, eyes taking in the dishelleved hair and red rimmed eyes. He hadn't known James was that upset, silently berating himself for not noticing earlier.
"Yeah you?" James replied, he had been too wrapped up in his own anger earlier, he hadn't stopped to think about the tan boy.
"I'm fine," Carlos said, flashing the tall boy a smile that could challenge his own but behind the bright smile, James could see that Carlos was going through the same thing he was.
Smiling softly at the Latino, James turned his attention to the plate of food Mama Knight had placed in front of him, eyes never once raising to meet Kendall's or Logan's. The pretty boy knew he shouldn't be taking it out on Logan, the smart boy having done nothing wrong to him but wherever Logan was Kendall was and that was something James couldn't bear at this moment. Dinner was a silent affair, the tension palpable. Even Mama Knight remained silent, observing the four boys in front of her instead of enquiring how each of their days' were. It was obvious something was wrong with the group but she couldn't put her finger on it.
James looked like he had been crying, hair rumpled like he had been hiding under the covers which of course he had, Carlos had come out of swirly something that he didn't do that often anymore. It was obvious that something was wrong with the pair and Mama Knight suspected it had something to do with Kendall and Logan. The pair had come home and headed straight to their room not bothering to enquire about the activities of their other two friends. Something was definitely wrong but Mama Knight would be damned if she could her finger on it.
James was the first to finish his dinner, thanking his adopted mother before he left the table, placing his plate in the sink before heading straight back to his room. Carlos finished soon after him and repeated the pretty boy's actions but his gaze lingered on Kendall and Logan for a while before he followed James to their room.
Some of the tension in the room dissipated but it still rolled off of Kendall and Logan in waves, no words shared between the pair as they finished their dinner. Now Mama Knight was worried, something wasn't right, the four boys had been friends since Pre K but now none of them were talking, what the hell had happened today.
In Carlos and James' room, the pair sat on their respective beds, staring up at the ceiling. Silence filled the room as they indulged in their thoughts, dinner had been hard for both of them but it was nothing compared to what tomorrow would bring having to see their crushes in their school uniforms, undoubtedly looking as good as they did today.
"Hey Carlos, can we talk," James asked, rolling onto his side, head propped against his hand.
"Yeah sure," Carlos replied, mimicking James' pose.
"It's just-it's Kendall. Kendall with his stupid face and his stupid charm, and did you see how he looked in the uniform and the way he was flirting with all those girls? Who does he think he is, flirting with those girls and ignoring me?"
Carlos knew exactly how James felt, his own thoughts flashing to how Logan acted in a similar way.
"Sometimes I just don't know what to do," James admitted quietly, his anger quickly fading.
Looking over at the pretty boy, Carlos noticed that at some point during his rant, the brunette had moved onto his back, hands resting against his stomach. Rolling onto his back, Carlos contemplated everything that James had just said, yet replaced every Kendall with Logan. It hurt to think that the small boy would choose hanging around with the Jennifer's and Camille over hanging with him especially when it was obvious to anyone that looked that something was wrong with the Latino. Stupid Logan, just because he wore that uniform better than any of the other three and gained the attention of the Jennifer's, didn't mean he was better than them.
It was obvious that neither boy wanted to talk so the pair sat in silence, hands resting against their stomachs as their eyes traced the patterns on the ceiling. James was the first too move, grabbing his towel and heading into their adjoining bathroom, leaving Carlos alone in the bedroom with his thoughts. Never really being one to over think anything, the Latino climbed off the bed and stripped down to his boxers before climbing in bed and pulling the covers over his head. He must have been exhausted as he didn't even hear James come back from the shower.
Over in Kendall and Logan's room, the two boys were having a similar conversation but instead of one of them ranting, the pair sat discussing possible reasons for why James and Carlos were acting like they were.
"Maybe their jealous," Kendall suggested from his position at the top of his bed.
"Why would they be jealous of us, come on their James and Carlos," Logan replied, eyes never leaving the textbook in front of him.
"Yeah but did you see how many girls we had fawning over us today,"
"Wow, do you know how conceited you sound." Logan snapped, finally taking his eyes away from the textbook.
Kendall was taken aback, Logan had never snapped at him like this before. Now he thought about it, Kendall had to admit that he did sound conceited but that still didn't tell him why Logan had snapped at him.
"Sorry, it's just, did you see how they looked at dinner. There is something not right about our best friends and we were too busy enjoying all the attention from the girls to notice it. It just isn't us, we never turn our backs on our friends and we definitely never choose to hang out with girls over them."
Looking over at the shorter boy, Kendall nodded, everything Logan had just said settling heavy in his stomach, guilt coursing through his body. He couldn't believe that he had treated his friends so badly and he vowed to do anything he could tomorrow to make it better. Not in the mood for talking anymore, the blonde quickly changed into his pyjamas and climbed into bed, turning his back on Logan so that the smart boy couldn't see his face.
Logan understood that Kendall's actions meant that the blonde didn't want to talk anymore and after finishing the page he was on, Logan changed into his pyjamas, pulling the covers tight against his body when he was in bed. He reached over and turned the light off, engulfing them in darkness but this allowed both of them to think about today without showing the other emotion.
The next day rolled around too quickly for all four of the boys. Four simultaneous groans echoed around the two bedrooms when the alarms decided it was time to get up, the loudest emitting from James and Carlos though. Today was going to be yet another day in hell for the pair, having to watch various girls throw themselves at Kendall and Logan, while their so called best friends ignored them yet again.
Kendall and Logan were the first up, the smart boy quickly making his way to the kitchen to make breakfast for the group, hoping it would at least make James and Carlos talk to them. James jumped in the shower before Carlos had even managed to get the covers pulled back. With a small groan, the Latino made his way out to the kitchen, stomach growling as the scent of pancakes wafted down the hallway.
Walking into the kitchen, Carlos felt his appetite diminish slightly as he took in the sight of Logan stood at the counter, sliding freshly cooked pancakes on to a plate.
"Morning Carlos," Logan's voice was chipper, like yesterday hadn't happened at all and for some reason that made Carlos angry.
"Morning," Carlos grunted, his eyes never meeting Logan's face as he slipped into his seat at the table. For some reason, it was uncomfortable to be in the same room as Logan without James by his side.
Kendall was the next to join them, shooting Logan a sympathetic smile as he took in the tension that had settled in the room. Grabbing a plate from the counter, the blonde joined Carlos at the table, noticing how the Latino wouldn't even look at him. The only sounds in the room were coming from the kitchen where Logan was still cooking the breakfast.
"Kendall," Logan's voice brought the blonde out of his daze, immediately rising to help the smart boy.
Grabbing the two plates, Logan passed to him; Kendall made his way back to the table, silently placing the food in front of Carlos; not waiting for a thank you, before returning to his seat. It felt like dinner all over again as the two of them sat in silence, Carlos waiting for James to finish his usual morning routine while Kendall and Logan waited for the tan boy to say something.
After ten minutes, it was obvious Carlos wasn't going to say anything and just as the tension became almost unbearable, James walked into the room. Carlos seemed to brighten up as the pretty boy made an appearance.
"There's a plate of pancakes in the kitchen," Logan said, as he continued to eat.
"Thanks Logan," James replied softly, shooting the smart boy a soft smile.
Some hope shot through the pair at James' words but it soon died when the tall boy sat on the sofa instead of at the table with the rest of them. Carlos quickly finished his breakfast, before making his way to the bedroom he shared with James to prepare himself for yet another day in hell. That's when Kendall and Logan noticed that James was already dressed in his uniform. It was then the pair noticed how James looked in the clothes.
The white shirt hugged James' chest, top button open to reveal a patch of the brunette's perfectly tanned skin; the material riding up when James stretched. The navy blue tie hung around James' neck, standing out in stark contrast to the white of his shirt. The slacks hugged his legs perfectly, somehow making him look taller than usual. Kendall and Logan mentally slapped themselves for not noticing this before.
Carlos soon rejoined the silent group, dressed for school except for his tie which hung loosely in his hand. James spotted this and quickly made his way over to the Latino, smiling softly as he completed Carlos' look like he had done yesterday. A look passed between the two and they grabbed their bags, before heading out of the door even though there was still half an hour until school started.
Logan looked at Kendall with a sad expression, shocked that they had been blanked like that by their best friends. The blonde smiled sadly, his usual calm and confident disposition dented slightly by James and Carlos' actions. There had never been a time in their friendship like this, always managing to put their disagreements behind them within a few hours of them taking place but it was nothing like this.
Kendall and Logan made their way back to their room, movements slow and unhurried, neither boy wanting to face what was waiting for them downstairs. It wasn't like they didn't enjoy the female attention but they didn't want it if it meant that their best friends weren't talking to them. Kendall had never had a problems with the female population, his calm and laid back attitude making it easy to talk to girls but at the moment he wanted nothing more than to forget about them, remembering how Jo's arm held possessively onto his waist, claiming him as hers.
Running his hands through his hair, Kendall didn't bother looking in the mirror, having more problems than how he looked to deal with. Walking out into the living room, he spotted Mama Knight in the kitchen, pouring herself a cup of coffee from the pot Logan had brewed.
"Morning sweetie," Mama Knight said as she spotted her son, "you better tell James and Carlos to hurry, don't want to be late"
"James and Carlos already left mom," Kendall replied, attempting to keep the sadness out of his voice but it was obvious Mama Knight caught onto it.
"What's going on between you guys and don't say nothing, I was at dinner last night,"
The blonde sighed, to tell the truth he didn't know what was wrong. James and Carlos had seemed okay yesterday morning but as soon as they got the uniforms the pair changed and now it led to this. And that's exactly what he told Mama Knight.
"Sweetheart, just talk to them, I'm sure their come around," She said patting him on the shoulder as he grabbed his bag.
She repeated the action with Logan, watching as the pair walked dejectedly out of the apartment. It was obvious the day was going to be long for all four of them.
Down at the pool, Carlos and James at silently on the sun loungers both boys staring silently into the somewhat calming water. Breakfast had been even worse than dinner last night, it seemed like Logan was trying to get back into their good books but it was going to take a lot more than pancakes to make everything better.
"We have to go, school starts in five minutes," Carlos said, breaking the silence. He didn't want to go but knew that there was nothing he could do about it.
"Alright," James said his voice weary. It was obvious to anyone that looked, that the great James Diamond wasn't up to his perfect standards but didn't look as bad as he could.
Heaving their bodies off of the sun loungers, the miserable pair made their way to school, eyes never meeting those of the girls milling around in the lobby. The pair weren't surprised when they walked into the classroom and saw Kendall and Logan sat at their seats, a fairly large group of girls surrounding their desks, some were even sat on Carlos and James', hands resting lightly on the boys' backs.
Walking over to their desks, James and Carlos cleared their throats, hoping that the girls would get the idea and clear off but all they received were some glares and a chorus of Ssh.
"If you don't mind, I would quite like to get to my desk today," James said, arms crossed over his chest, it was times like this that he was thankful he was gay.
The gaggle of girls sat on his desk glared at him before slipping off the wood and slowly making their way to their own desks, stopping to glance back at Kendall and Logan every now and again. It took even longer for Carlos to get rid of the girls on his desk, the Latino looking like he was about to scream at how indignant girls. However just as he had managed to claim his desk back, Miss Collins walked into the room, creating a scrabble for people to get to their seats. It was then that James noticed that Jo had moved her seat back next to Kendall's, hand resting possessively against his arm.
Class had never moved as slow as it was today, James barely managing to keep his anger at bay as he watched Jo lean ever closer to Kendall until her head was resting lightly against his shoulder. Pulling his attention away from the couple in front of him, James attempted to keep his attention on Miss Collins and the lesson she was teaching but it was hard to do considering Kendall and Jo were right in front of him.
The break was even worse than the day before. Kendall and Logan turned around to face James and Carlos, intent on talking to their best friends but every now and again they were forced to turn back around when a random girl took it upon herself to talk to them. It was obvious Jo was annoyed by the situation, arms never leaving Kendall at any point, leaving the blonde with no choice but to turn his attention to her. James let out a small huff of annoyance at Kendall's actions and unbeknown to him, the shorter boy had heard him, making him feel even worse than he already did.
Knowing that it was useless to attempt a conversation with James or Carlos, Logan turned back around eyes solely focused on the board in front of him, eyes drinking each and every word that Miss Collins had written. Yesterday the break had been the longest fifteen minutes of James and Carlos' life's but today it was the longest fifteen minutes of Kendall and Logan's as well.
Logan, who was always happy to be learning, had never been so eager to get back to a lesson in his life. Miss Collins voice was welcome break from the hushed whispers and girly giggles that seemed to follow the smart boy everywhere he went at the moment. Kendall was just as glad for the break to end, giving him a chance to shake Jo off his arm. He didn't know that she could be so possessive and it was really making him question their relationship.
This time during class, Kendall and Logan were the ones distracted, both of them attempting to think of ways to get Carlos and James to talk to them again. Well Logan tried to think of ideas but he kept getting dragged into the lesson, his love of learning overpowered him every time. Knowing that Kendall was probably thinking of a plan, Logan allowed himself to be submerged back into the lesson.
All four boys could have cried with happiness when the bell rang signalling they were free go. Carlos and James planned to get as far away from Kendall and Logan as possible where as Kendall and Logan wanted nothing more than to spend time with their friends in an attempt to make it up to them. Gathering their things as quickly as possible, Kendall and Logan pushed their way through the throng of girls waiting for their attention.
As soon as they were out of the door, Kendall grabbed Logan by the arm and pulled him to one side, ignoring the squeak of protest the smart boy let out.
"I've got a plan." Kendall whispered, eyes darting from side to side. Logan couldn't hold back his laughter at the blonde's actions.
"What is it then?" Logan asked, still smirking at the taller boy.
"We're going to corner James and Carlos when they leave class," Kendall said, "One of us will wait on each side of the door. I'll grab James when he walks out and you'll grab Carlos, we'll drag them somewhere and make them talk to us."
Logan smiled, Kendall's plan didn't seem too bad and it would probably be the only way to get James and Carlos to talk to them.
"Let's do this," Logan said, taking his place on one side of the door. He really hoped James left first so Kendall could find somewhere for them to talk.
The pair received a variety of looks from the rest of the students passing them. Most of the guys raised an eyebrow in a 'you weirdo's' kind of way while the girls looked them up and down with a flirty smile before walking on, turning back every now and again to stare. James and Carlos were the last two to leave the classroom and just as Logan hoped, James walked out first.
"What the..." James' shouted as Kendall wrapped a hand around his bicep, the blonde taking a moment to admire the muscle tensing under the skin before starting the less than easy task of pulling the pretty boy somewhere secluded.
Carlos was quick to exit to the classroom, obviously startled by James' shout. Logan was quick to react, wrapping a hand the tan boys' arm, dragging him along the same path as Kendall had James. The blonde was stood in the doorway of an unused closet arms braced against the doorframe as James attempted to push past him. Moving to the side slightly, Kendall allowed Logan to gently push Carlos into the closet before following him, Kendall behind him, closing the door behind him.
"What the hell," Carlos demanded, his cheeks tinted red, they had been since Logan had grabbed him, the Latino suddenly scared that the smart boy had found out he felt about him.
"Now you wanna talk to us," James shouted, grabbing Carlos by the arm as he stormed past Kendall and Logan.
The closet door banged against the wall, leaving a stunned Logan and Kendall to work out what James meant. Not wanting the pair to get away they scrambled after them, checking every empty classroom on the way. They passed one classroom after deciding it was empty only to turn back when they heard loud whispers from inside the room.
Creeping back towards the room, Kendall rested his hand on the door knob before turning to look at Logan. He hoped this was the right move, part of him scared that it would push James and Carlos further away than they were so when the smart boy nodded as confirmation, the blonde pushed his fears to the side as he twisted the door knob and burst into the room.
A pair of very unmanly screams left Carlos and James as Kendall and Logan walked into the room, the pale boy shutting and locking the door behind him. Carlos noticed this and suddenly he had never felt so nervous in his life.
"What did you mean, now you wanna talk to us?" Kendall asked, he had a feeling that he knew what James was on about but wanted to hear the pretty boy say it.
"You know what I mean. Now all your little groupies are gone, you wanna know us." James shouted, pink tinting his cheeks, fist clenched by his sides.
"What groupies?" Kendall asked, for the leader of the group, he could be quite stupid sometimes.
"Really Kendall. Really. Don't pretend you haven't noticed the girls practically throwing themselves at you for the last two days or the possessive vice like grip Jo has on your arm."
"So that's what's been wrong with you the last couple of days, you're jealous because girls showed someone other than you some attention." Kendall was shouting now, something that rarely happened.
"No, it's because you've been so far up your own ass, loving how every girl chucks themselves at you when you walk in a room that you've completely forgotten about your two best friends." James had taken a step closer to the blonde, his body shaking with anger.
"We've forgotten about, how dare you even say that. Me and Logan have been trying to work out what the hell is wrong with you. You're the one that blew me off yesterday and I find out it's because you're jealous of girls paying attention to someone that wasn't you." Kendall had stepped closer to James now.
"You completely ignored us," Carlos' timid voice broke through the silence that settled in the room.
Logan was the first to look at the Latino, guilt washing over him as he took in the small boys' face. The usual cheery smile was missing from the tan boys' face, his normally warm brown eyes, lacking their usual sparkle. Kendall had also looked at Carlos, the same guilt washing over him like it did Logan. Carlos was never sad and it wasn't something that should never happen.
"You're not even sorry." James' voice broke Kendall's attention away from Carlos.
"Yes we are. If you'd have given us the chance today we were going to do everything possible today to make things better." Sadness tinged Kendall's voice.
The blonde was staring at the floor, unable to meet James' eyes. He knew that he should be angry at the pretty boy but for some reason, he couldn't help but think about how cute the brunette was when he was angry.
"Yeah right, you..." James was cut off as Kendall took the final step towards him and smashed their lips together.
The blonde didn't move, just kept his lips pressed against James' enjoying the warmth and softness of the pretty boys' lips. The brunette was the first to make a move, bringing his balled fists up to press firmly against Kendall's chest, pushing the blonde away, surprise written across his face. A quick look over at Carlos and Logan showed they were just as shocked as he was.
"What the hell was that," James demanded. Part of him wanted to slap Kendall but part of him wanted to pinch himself to check he wasn't dreaming.
"It was a kiss," Kendall said slowly as if he was explaining it to a five year old.
"Yes, I know that but why." James couldn't believe the blonde was treating him if he was an idiot.
"You...you just look so cute when you're angry." Kendall said sheepishly, his eyes never leaving the floor.
James was speechless, had Kendall really just said that. Unsure of what made him do it, James stepped forward and lifted Kendall's face to look at him. Not bothering with words, the pretty boy leant forward and pressed his lips against Kendall's. Heat coursed through the tall boys' body as their lips moved in sync, each of them revelling in the softness and warmth of the other's lips.
Kendall was the first to make the next move, tongue running across James' bottom lip, begging for access. The tall boy eagerly parted his lips, moaning as Kendall's tongue invaded his mouth, mapping out each and every one of his sensitive spots. The blondes' hands came forward to grip his hips as he deepened the kiss, rolling his tongue against James' to coax the pretty boy into a battle for dominance. James took the bait, flicking the tip of his tongue against Kendall's, the blonde allowing him to take control for a moment before switching their positions.
Using the grip he had on the tall boys' hip, Kendall pulled their bodies close together, taking advantage of the gasp James emitted to take control of the kiss once again. Pressing his tongue against the roof of the brunette's mouth, the blonde couldn't help but let out a groan as James bucked his hips forward, the contact sending sparks through Kendall's body. However before Kendall had a chance to respond, James pulled away from the kiss, lips red and swollen, eyes hooded.
It was obvious the brunette was surprised by what had just happened and instead of giving him time to think things over, the blonde leant forward and began nibbling on the tall boys' neck, smirking against the skin when he felt James' breath hitch. Grazing his teeth over the skin, Kendall took his time in marking James, excitement running through his body, landing hot and hard on his groin as he listened to every breath gasp that left James' mouth. Nipping at the skin one final time, Kendall pulled away, admiring the purple mark that now decorated James' neck but that's when he noticed something. The pretty boys' eyes were scrunched tight, lips pursed as he tried to steady his breathing.
"James," Kendall spoke softly yet received no response from the tall boy.
Leaning forward, the blonde let his breath brush the brunette's ear before he spoke again.
"James, look at me." It worked this time and when Kendall pulled back, the pretty boy was slowly opening his eyes, quickly averting them to the ground when he saw the shorter boy in front of him.
Kendall spotted this and placed a finger under his chin, tilting his head; repeating James' earlier actions.
"I thought you wanted this?" Kendall questioned, eyes never leaving James'.
"I do but you don't," James replied, making the blonde scoff.
Grabbing one of the tall boys' hands, Kendall brought it down between his legs to press against the bulge that had appeared in his slacks. James moaned as he felt the blondes' length pressing against the material of his slacks. Maybe Kendall really did want this.
However he wasn't given the chance to question it when Kendall moved back to his neck, lapping soothingly at the mark he created earlier. The blonde's hands moved to James' chest, running over the muscle as he made his way towards' the pretty boys' tie. Pulling the material free from the brunette's neck, Kendall dropped it to the side before starting work on the tall boys' buttons.
The blonde kissed each patch of tanned skin as it was revealed, revelling in the softness that was James' skin beneath his lips. Once the shirt was open, the pretty boy expected Kendall to remove the garment straight away but the blonde left it in place, kissing his way back up James' abs and chest until he reached the brunette's lips. Running his hands over the same path his lips had just taken, the blonde slowly pushed James' shirt off his shoulders until it pooled on the floor. Pressing a quick kiss to James' lips, the shorter boy took a step back.
The tall boy was about to protest when he realised what Kendall was doing. The blonde had dropped his bag onto the floor and was making quick work of his loosely hanging tie, chucking the material on top of his bag as soon as it was free from his neck. Kendall's hands reached for the top button of his shirt but were quickly batted away, replaced by James' as the pretty boy's nimble fingers repeated Kendall's earlier actions. As each inch of the blondes' slightly sun kissed skin was revealed to the brunette, he felt his body growing hotter, length pressing fervently against the material of his trousers, sure he had dreamt many times about the blonde but now it was happening James couldn't believe it.
Once the buttons were undone, James raised his hands to Kendall's shoulders, sliding them underneath the material before pushing away from Kendall's body. A small moan left the brunette's mouth as he took in the blondes' exposed chest. A sheet of sweat covered the shorter boys' body making it glisten under the lights and James wanted nothing more than to taste it. Lowering his head, the tall boy licked a line along Kendall's collarbone, pausing to nibble on the skin before slowly yet surely making his way down the blondes' chest.
When he reached Kendall's nipples, James took a second to drink them in before bringing his hands up and expertly rolling the buds between his fingers. He knew exactly how to make Kendall weak at the knees having played with his own nipples a few times. The pretty boy replaced his left hand with his mouth, sucking aggressively on the blondes' now hardened nub. Hearing a shaky breath leave the shorter boy, the brunette couldn't help but smile, Kendall was slowly losing his cool and calm composure all because of him James Diamond. Grazing his teeth over the sensitive skin, James moved over to the blondes' right nipple while his hands slowly made their way down Kendall's stomach tracing each ab carefully, dipping into the V of his hipbones.
Logan and Carlos just stood there in shock, bodies growing hotter with each passing minute. Both boys' were hard, a blush tainting their cheeks as they continued to watch the two in front of them. Managing to tear his eyes away from the sight before him, Carlos snuck a look at Logan, biting back a moan as his eyes landed firmly on the bulge in Logan's slacks. The Latino felt his cock throb with anticipation and in that moment Carlos made a decision that could be called either brave or stupid.
Making his way over to the pale boy, the tan boy stopped by his side, watching as Logan's eyes continued to drink in the sight before. Taking a deep breath Carlos raised his hand and placed it gently against the smart boys' stomach, breath stopping momentarily when Logan turned his darkened eyes towards him. Not saying a word to his friend, the small boy ran his hand down Logan's stomach; admiring the boys' abs, until he reached the tent in Logan's trousers. Pressing his palm flat against the pale boys' erection, Carlos began move his hand up and down slowly, eyes never leaving Logan's as he waited for response of some sort, hoping that Logan wouldn't push him away disgusted.
The smart boy keened in the back of his throat as he bucked his hips up into the warmth that was Carlos' hand. All thoughts of what James and Kendall were doing disappeared from Logan's mind as he focused on the Latino's hand rubbing against his aching length. Making sure to keep Carlos' hand on his crotch at all times, the pale boy turned until he was facing the tan boy, breath hitching as he took in the small boys' eyes, black with lust and focused solely on him.
Pressing closer against Carlos, Logan reached forward and cupped the tan boys' crotch, hips bucking forward when he heard the small whimper of pleasure leave the small boys' lips. A whine slipped past Logan's lips when he felt Carlos remove his hand, cock aching to feel the warmth again but he soon forgot about it when he noticed Carlos loosening his tie. Instead of dropping it to the ground, the tan boy placed it in his pocket, smiling coyly at Logan as he started to work on his buttons.
It didn't take long for the smart boy to realise that Carlos was making a show of removing his shirt, slowly popping each button through the hole, pushing the material away to reveal Carlos' caramel skin. Logan began to work on his own buttons as Carlos came to his last two, wanting nothing more than to feel his chest pressed against the Latino's.
Noticing how eager the smart boy was, Carlos stepped forward and gripped the edges of Logan's shirt and pulled, ripping the material open. Normally the pale boy would have protested against something like this but with the feel of the Latino's hands running over his arms, he couldn't form any coherent thoughts. Once the shirt was free from Logan's body, Carlos chucked it to the side before curling his fingers in Logan's belt loops, pulling the smart boy closer until their hips touched. Simultaneous gasps left their mouths as their erections rubbed together.
Hearing a gasp, Kendall turned his attention away from the way James was mouthing at his hip bones to look over at his two smaller friends. Carlos had his fingers in Logan's belt loops and was slowly but surely making his way backwards to the teacher's desk. The blonde watched with a smirk as the Latino flipped them over, pinning the smart boy to the wood before he could even protest.
A warm wet heat surrounding his cloth covered erection brought Kendall's attention back to the boy on his knees. Looking down, the blonde was greeted by the sight of James looking up at him, eyes wide with desire, lips red and kiss swollen.
"That'll teach you to stop paying attention to me," The pretty boy smirked before bringing his hands up to the button of Kendall's trousers.
To say the tall boy was good with his hands was an understatement because before Kendall knew it, both his trousers and boxers were pooled around his ankles, a hand wrapped around his length pumping leisurely.
"James," Kendall whined when he felt the pretty boy release his grip on his cock.
James didn't say a word as he walked away from the blonde towards the desk, moving it out of the way but leaving the chair in place. Holding his hand out, the pretty boy smiled softly as Kendall walked towards him. When the shorter boy was close enough, James spun him around, pressing his hands against his shoulders in an attempt to make Kendall sit. Taking James' hint, the blonde sunk down onto the chair, surprised when the brunette didn't immediately join him. Instead the tall boy stood him, hands moving slowly over his stomach, towards the button of his pants.
Logan couldn't help but turn his head when he heard the desk scrape across the floor, giving Carlos the chance to bite and suck at his neck. Somehow in his lust filled daze he had been pinned to the desk, Carlos straddling his hips. The smart boys' hips bucked upward, a guttural moan forcing itself past his lips as the Latino swivelled his hips, eyes focused solely on Kendall and James.
His attention was drawn away from the pair though when Carlos bit down on his neck, pain and pleasure intertwining as it racked Logan's body, creating a sensation, the smart boy wanted to feel again and soon. And he did, as Carlos made his way down Logan's chest, he would occasionally graze the skin with his teeth, putting just enough pressure into it to make Logan moan, hands gripping the edge of the desk tightly.
When he reached the waistband of Logan's trousers, Carlos spent a few minutes licking along the waistband, tongue dipping into the V of the pale boys' hipbones, enjoying every sensual moan and whimper that left the boy below him. Having teased the smart boy enough, the Latino popped the button of Logan's trousers, fingers shaking slightly as he pulled the zipper down. He had only ever dreamed of having Logan below him like this and now it was happening, Carlos had to resist the urge to pinch himself to check he wasn't dreaming.
Curling his fingers around the waistband of Logan's trousers, Carlos pulled them down slowly, mouth hanging agape when he saw the tent in the pale boys' boxers, pre cum darkening the material, outlining the head of the smart boys' cock. Letting Logan's trousers fall to the floor, the tan boy wasted no time in engulfing the head of the geniuses' cock, moaning as his tongue swiped across the dampened material. Pulling away Carlos took a moment to look over the boy below, his cock pressing fervently against his boxers. Logan's hair was matted against his forehead, eyes hooded; the normally chocolate orbs black with lust, lips red and swollen; tongue swiping over his bottom lip occasionally. The smart boys' chest rose and fell harshly, muscles tensing with every breath he took. A sheet of sweat covered the pale boys' body, skin glistening under the lights, a single bead making its way down Logan's stomach, pooling in the boys' navel.
"Carlos, please," Logan whimpered, hips thrusting up in an attempt to gain some friction.
Carlos' felt his breath hitch as he watched Logan writhe on the desk below him, begging for him to touch him in anyway. Moving his hand forward, the Latino grasped the smart boys' cloth covered length, squeezing gently as the rigid column of flesh pulsed in his grasp.
Kendall was going crazy. A mixture of whines and moans were emanating from Carlos and Logan, the blonde able to see past James to watch the pale boy writhing uncontrollably on the desk and yet the pretty boy was still taking his sweet ass time removing his trousers. Not wanting to wait any longer, Kendall lurched forward, tugging the trousers down James' legs, realising the brunette wasn't wearing any underwear. Gripping the tall boys' hips, the blonde pulled him back towards the chair, settling himself in the chair as James' straddled him.
James made the first move, thrusting his hips forwards, eyes fluttering closed as their bare erections rubbed together. Kendall's head fell back, giving the pretty boy perfect access to his neck as his bucked his hips up. He needed more and from the look on James' face he wanted it as well. Wrapping a hand around the back of the tall boys' neck, Kendall brought their lips back together, wasting no time in pushing his tongue past the pretty boys' lips. The blonde swallowed every moan James let slip as their hips continued to work against each others'. The pair were panting when they pulled apart, foreheads resting together.
"Are you sure," Kendall asked, he didn't want to get himself all riled up for no reason. James nodded, bringing Kendall's hand to his mouth, sucking two fingers into the wet cavern.
Carlos curled his fingers around the waistband of Logan's boxers, tugging the material down until it lay piled on the floor. The smart boy sighed as the cooler air hit his bare member but that was soon replaced by a warmth as Carlos wrapped his hand around his length, pumping him slowly at first but quickly increasing the pace. Logan could feel his orgasm building but didn't want it to end yet.
"Carlos stop, I don't wanna cum yet," Logan moaned, body sagging as the tan boy removed his hand from his cock.
Taking a step back, Carlos popped the button of his trouser, not bothering the pull the zipper down as he shoved both his trousers and boxers down his leg, finally free from the constricting material. Pressing his knee between Logan's legs, the Latino spread them as far as they would go revealing Logan's pinkish hole to him.
"Suck," He commanded placing two fingers on Logan's bottom lip. The smart boy eagerly sucked the digits into his mouth, tongue swirling around the tips.
When Kendall was certain his fingers were coated enough, he pulled them out of James' mouth, trailing them down the tall boys' body until he reached his hole.
"You ready," The blonde questioned, finger resting lightly against James' entrance.
Not bothering to respond, the brunette pushed his hips down, engulfing Kendall's finger, face scrunching in slight discomfort. The blonde rubbed his spare hand soothingly against James' thigh, smiling softly as the pretty boy opened his eyes slowly. Once his finger was fully buried inside James, Kendall wiggled it, feeling the muscles loosen slowly. Thrusting his finger in and out of the tall boy, Kendall watched as he bucked his hips back, desperate to feel more of the blonde in him.
Sliding his finger out of the tight hole, Kendall quickly pressed two back in, movements slow as James tensed above him. When he felt the brunette relax slightly, the blonde began a scissoring motion, fingers curling in an attempt to find that one spot.
"Kendall more," James moaned, body thrusting back onto the shorter boys' fingers.
Removing his fingers from the brunette, Kendall kissed away the whine of protest as he gripped the tall boys' hips, positioning him over his cock.
"Kendall," James whined when he felt the head of the blonde's cock brush his entrance. The blonde tightened his grip on James' hips at hearing the pretty boy moan his name like that.
"Please Kendall," James moaned, attempting to force his hips down.
That was enough for Kendall and he white knuckled the taller boys' hips before thrusting him down on his leaking member. The brunette screamed as he was stretched more than the blonde's fingers had prepared him for.
Hearing a scream, Logan turned his attention away from sucking Carlos' fingers to watch James slowly lower himself onto Kendall's dick. The Latino noticed where the smart boys' attention was and quickly drew his fingers out of Logan's mouth before lowering them between his spread legs. Making sure the pale boys' attention was still on Kendall and James; the tan boy pressed a finger slowly into Logan, watching as the geniuses' mouth went slack. Waiting until the constricting muscles relaxed around his digit, Carlos began to thrust his finger in and out, making small concentric circles as he did.
Soon enough, the smart boy was bucking his hips up in an attempt to push Carlos' finger deeper. Pressing another finger into the boy below him, Carlos spared a quick glance at the other two, a smile appearing across his face as he watched James lean his head against Kendall's.
"Carlos," Logan's voice brought his attention back to the situation at hand and when he looked down to see the smart boy fucking himself on his fingers, he realised he must of pressed against the pale boy's prostate.
Removing his fingers from Logan, smiling at the whine of protest the pale boy let out. Spitting in his hand, the Latino slicked up his aching member before slowly pressing into the smart boy. The genius' face scrunched up in discomfort as he was stretched further than he had ever been before. Leaning forward, Carlos placed soft kisses along the pale boys' collarbone as he continued to push in. Once he was buried to the hilt, Carlos paused allowing Logan to get used to the length inside him.
When James was fully seated in his lap, Kendall rubbed soothing circles into his back, allowing the pretty boy to get used to the intrusion. Soon enough James' breathing returned to normal and his insides relaxed around Kendall's cock, engulfing the length like a glove. Looking at the blonde, James nodded, signalling he was ready for him to move.
Raising himself up, the pretty boy slowly dropped back down, moaning as he felt Kendall's cock pulsing within him. Sparks of pleasure shot through his body as the shorter boy wrapped a hand around his shaft, pumping him as the brunette continued his slow pace. James soon increased the pace, bouncing in the blondes' lap, breathy moans spilling past his parted lips. It took all of Kendall's restraint to stop himself thrusting up into the tight heat that was James but when he heard a broken moan that sounded suspiciously like his name, he lost all restraint.
Gripping the brunette' hips tightly, Kendall thrust up, moaning as the pretty boys' insides clenched tightly around his length. Their movements were slow and choppy but they soon found a pace that suited them perfectly, the blonde thrusting up when the tall boy thrust down. Their lips were only inches apart, the pair swallowing the others' moans.
Feeling Logan's insides relax around his shaft, Carlos slowly pulled back before pushing back in, eyes searching the smart boys' face for any sign of pain. Repeating his actions, the Latino watched as Logan threw his head back against the desk, eyes fluttering closed, a broken moan reverberating in the back of his throat.
"Carlos, faster," The pale boy moaned, hips thrusting up to meet Carlos'.
Complying with the genius' request, the tan boy pulled back until only the head of his cock remained inside Logan before swiftly pushing back, moaning as the pale boys' insides clenched sporadically around his length. Gripping Logan's hips tight enough to bruise, the Latino picked up his pace, slamming repeatedly into the boy below him.
Dragging his eyes away from the beauty below him, Carlos snuck a look at Kendall and James, hips snapping forward of their own accord as he watched the tall boy bounce on the blondes' dick. A moan from below him made Carlos turn his attention back to what his body was doing and that's when he realised that he was snapping his hips back and forward with a force he didn't think Logan would enjoy but it was obvious the smart boy was by the way his back was arching off the desk, Carlos' name spilling from his lips repeatedly.
"Ngh," James and Logan moaned simultaneously as their respective partners hit their sweet spots dead on. It was obvious if they kept pressing against that one spot, it wouldn't be long until they came.
Gripping Kendall's shoulders, James began to bounce quicker and harder on his cock; eyes scrunched shut as pleasure continuously racked his body. Moving his hand from the blondes' shoulder, the pretty boy wrapped it around his length, groaning when he felt Kendall slap it away but that soon changed into a moan when Kendall wrapped his own hand around the brunette's cock, pumping him in time with his thrusts. The dual sensations were too much for James and with one final hit to his prostate the tall boy released, crying out Kendall's name as ribbon after ribbon of cum shot from his aching length, covering the shorter boys' stomach.
Feeling James' cum cooling against his stomach and the pretty boys' muscles clenching around his shaft was too much for Kendall and with one final thrust up, the blonde came, moaning the brunette's name as he coated his insides with his seed. Both boys were panting heavily as they came down from their orgasmic highs, James' head resting against Kendall's shoulder.
Ramming repeatedly against Logan's prostate, Carlos could feel his orgasm slowly approaching and leaned forward wrapping a hand around the pale boys' length. He took a moment to admire the contrast of their skin before he began to pump in time with his thrusts, movements growing sloppy as his orgasm built.
"CARLOS" Logan came with a shout, back arching off the desk as he covered the Latino's hand and his stomach with his cum.
Watching Logan come undone in front of him was enough to push Carlos over the edge, thrusting one final time as he came, covering the smart boys' insides with his essence, Logan's name leaving his lips in nothing more than a whisper.
The room was filled with the sound of harsh breathing as the four of them returned to their normal breathing patterns. Carlos was the first to move, slowly pulling out of Logan before climbing onto the desk next to him, legs aching from standing so much. The pale boy snuggled as close as possible, revelling in the warmth that radiated from the Latino's body. Smiling down at the boy next to him, the tan boy wrapped his arms tightly around Logan's waist, enjoying the time they had before the inevitable happened.
"Carlos?" Logan's voice was timid, throat scratched and slightly sore from his previous activities.
"Yeah Logie," Carlos said, attempting to hide his sigh but the smart boy caught onto it. Wriggling until he was laid on his side, the pale boy looked down at the Latino, a million questions and emotions running through his eyes.
"What was this?" The smart boy questioned, his hand rubbing circles into Carlos' stomach.
"I'm not going to lie, I've wanted this for a while and I want nothing more than to stay like this with you forever." That was one thing about Carlos, he was always truthful.
Logan was taken aback by Carlos' words. He had to admit, lying in the tan boys' arms was one of the best feelings he had ever experienced and instead of weighing up the pros and cons, Logan decided that he wanted to stay like they were at the moment forever as well. Realising he hadn't answered the small boy yet, Logan looked down into Carlos' eyes, a soft smile spreading across his features as he drank in the love radiating from the brown orbs.
"I want to stay like this forever as well," Logan admitted, heart fluttering as the Latino flashed him a bright smile.
"What does this make us, Boyfriends?" Carlos asked, his hand resting lightly against Logan's.
"Boyfriends," Logan confirmed, leaning down to peck the tan boy on the lips.
Hearing the conversation between Carlos and Logan brought Kendall and James back to realisation of what had just happened. James kept his head pressed against the blonde's shoulder not wanting this feeling to end so soon.
"James" Kendall's voice was small, something that was not considered normal for the blonde.
Pulling back the pretty boy was met by the sight of Kendall's green eyes, a mixture of emotions dancing through the orbs.
"Yeah, I know Kendall this was a mistake, you're not gay and happy with Jo." James was rambling, tears blurring his vision.
"Wait, I wasn't going to say that. I was going to say that I've never felt like this about another boy, but with you it feels right. I guess I better have a chat with Jo today," Kendall smiled but that quickly changed into a frown when he realised that James was repeating the action.
"What are you saying Kendall," James was confused, a myriad of thoughts and emotions swirling through his mind.
"I'm saying that I want to be with you, it will have to go slow but it'll be fine as long as I have you," The blonde brought a hand up to caress the tall boys' cheek, smiling as James leant into the touch.
The pretty boy said nothing just leant forward and captured Kendall's lips in what would be the first of many sweet yet passionate kisses.
Author's note: I am so so so sorry that it took me so long to post but I hope that the fic made up for it.
I apologise now if the sex wasn't up to my usual standard. This was probably one of the hardest sex scenes I've written.
I personally like the image of Kendall in the uniform but then that's my bias. Who was your favourite?
I hope you enjoyed this. If you have any requests PM me.
Please review and let me know how I did. *runs and hides in the corner*