"I don't know why you keep whispering about Katie behind her back, but, uh, I'm going to goooo….do something else!" James said. He stood up from the sofa and left everyone to their stupid quarrels. Kendall also got up, saying, "Um. Yeah. Me, too!"

They charged off to James's room. The door shut with both of the taller boys inside. Immediately, they locked lips. James melted into Kendall's arms and sucked on his face. He looked up at him with hungry eyes.

"I can't take secrets," Kendall said quietly.

"I know, I know. Me, too."

Kendall ran his hands up James's shirt. He rubbed his smooth chest all over.

"You don't actually like girls, right?" Kendall asked between kisses. James shook his head.

"No. Just a, you know, act."

Kendall laughed. He stopped kissing James and put his head on his shoulder. His smug giggles continued and James felt a little self-conscious.

"What's funny?" James asked.

"It's just weird," said Kendall. He kissed the other boy on the neck. "You've always made such a big deal out of liking girls, and having girls like you."

"Well, yeah!" James exclaimed. "You know what being gay would do for my image?"

"Probably make a lot of our fans super wet."

"It would be BAD. I gotta stay popular and stuff."

"We'll keep just this one secret," Kendall said. He nuzzled the crook of James's neck. "Just this one secret."

Kendall traced a path with his fingers down James's chest and into his boxers. He slid his hand inside, and took hold of James's throbbing hard on. James groaned quietly.

"Turn around," Kendall commanded in a whisper.

James complied. He placed his palms against the wall. Kendall got to his knees and slowly pulled James's boxers down to his ankles. James quivered. He didn't know what Kendall was going to do. The tension made him nervous, excited, thrilled, nervous…

"Shhhh," Kendall cooed. He put his hands on either side of James's butt and spread his cheeks. James squirmed in embarrassment; nobody had ever really looked at his ass like that. It was slightly humiliating. But all sense of shame vanished as soon as he felt Kendall's tongue run between his cheeks. James groaned loudly. This was a new feeling. So good. So bad. So good.

Kendall reached around with one hand and played with James's hard on. He was firmed up, and spots of precum dotted the tip.

"Do you like this?" Kendall asked between licks.

James was unable to answer. The intense pleasure was overwhelming. He whined and nodded, even though Kendall had his eyes closed. All he could manage to say was, "Oh, God" quietly under his breath. Kendall quickened his licks and began to jerk the other guy off. James couldn't handle it. Too much. It was too much! He squirted a hot load out and moaned loudly.

"Ohhh God. Ohhhh my God," James cried. "Oohhh shit!"

"Good job," Kendall said bluntly. He stood up and kissed James on the lips. James withdrew a little.

"Dude, don't—"

"You'll get used to it." Kendall patted him on the cheek and left.

His knees feeling like jelly, James plopped down onto his bed. He used the sheets to clean his dick off. It was a mess.

"Groooosss," he said to himself. Then he stuffed his junk back into his boxers. He lay on his back and stared at the ceiling. It was weird, how Kendall seemed real into him, but also a little distant. James hoped this wasn't going to change anything in the band.