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"Kendall," James groaned. He slumped forward at the kitchen table and pushed away his full plate.

"You have to eat or I'm not letting you leave the table," Kendall said softly. "Come on, fish sticks are your favorite." James stared at his plate and finally started picking at his dinner. Mrs. Knight and Katie and the rest of the guys had left the table twenty minutes before and James had just now started to eat. It was frustrating, to say the least.

"Come on, baby," Kendall said. James picked up his fork and started eating slowly, but stopped after a few bites.

"I'm full," he whispered. Kendall let out a heavy sigh and grabbed James' fork. He sectioned a few fish sticks and tater tots, about one third of the food, onto one side of the plate.

"Finish that," Kendall said. "And then you can go." James groaned.

"Do it, buddy. Carlos and I are planning something awesome for tonight," Logan walked in just then, knotting a black and white striped tie around his neck and wearing his classic collared shirt and vest; his going-out clothes.

"What are we doing?" James' ears perked up. He glanced at Kendall, becoming aware that he wasn't dressed up like Logan. Just then Carlos appeared next to Logan, not looking quite as spiffy, but also not wearing his hockey helmet, which was a big deal for him. The plans the two had made must have been pretty awesome.

"You'll see," Kendall winked. "Now hurry up and eat so we can go get ready!" James was actually so curious and excited that he wasn't thinking about the calories and quickly began shoveling down the little portion that Kendall had sectioned out for him. Kendall grinned and patted James on the back.

"Thanks babe," he said quietly. James finally got the last bit of his dinner into his mouth and without even chewing or swallowing, grabbed Kendall's wrist and pulled him to their room.

"What are we doing?" James asked eagerly, already searching through the closet for something to put on.

"Don't tell the guys I told you," Kendall smiled slyly, "But we're going clubbing. To bring back some of that old James Diamond charm." James smiled, a confident, almost cocky smile, and Kendall was thrilled to finally see James happy, if only for a little while.

He finally tore his eyes away from James' grin and started getting ready. He pulled on his tightest black skinny jeans and worn wife beater with some band's logo on it, and finally his signature beanie.

Then he looked at James. The pretty boy was looking just that: pretty. Gorgeous. Hs fitted gray dress shirt stretched perfectly over his broad shoulders and his legsnlooked amazing in a pair of tight, but not painted-on, blue jeans.

"You look amazing," Kendall said, eyes raking hungrily over James' body.

"No, seriously, that's you," James said. His eyes were wide and he was staring blatantly at Kendall's groin in his too-tight skinnies. Kendall laughed breathily, already half-hard.

"We'd better go," he said hurriedly. "We can fool around later." James giggled and as Kendall headed over to the door and held it open for him.

"Are you guys ready to forget everything?" Logan said, winking at James and Kendall as they joined him and Carlos in the living room.

"Nothing even matters," Kendall wiggled his eyebrows.

"So... we're getting smashed?" James observed. The three turned to him, grinning, and nodded.

"You're welcome," Carlos said, sounding more cocky than he ever had. James smiled to make his friends happy. They didn't know. They had no idea.

The whole reason James started purging was because of his drinking habit months ago. Forget dinner, alcohol was what had an insane amount of calories. There was no way in hell that James was going to drink. Sure, it would have been nice to forget everything for the night. But it really wasn't worth the guilt and James knew that.

All the guys cheered and headed to the lobby where they loaded into the car just outside. When the four of them got to the club, Carlos and Logan were out of the car in an instant and hurrying to the entrance.

Kendall waited as James slowly climbed out of the back seat. He grabbed James' hand right away and laced their fingers together. When they reached the door they met up with Logan and Carlos. This was the club the guys always went to, and the bouncers knew them by name. None of the four ever got carded and they were free to drink as much as they wanted, even though none of them were close to being 21 years old.

The bouncer, Laz, let the guys in right away with a curt nod. Kendall, fingers still linked with James', led the both of them in after Logan and Carlos.

The club was pretty huge, with sticky floors and deafeningly loud music. You could literally feel the bass bumping. There was an upper level overlooking the dance floor, and both were filled with sweaty teens bumping and grinding. It smelled like too many people in a crowded room and James hated it. He didn't want to admit it to the guys, though. They wanted to give him a good time and, apparently, bring back that James Diamond charm. Um... were they forgetting that James was in a relationship with Kendall?

Kendall squeezed James' hand and brushed his lips against the boy's ear, saying, "You okay?" James nodded as he realized how somber he must have been looking. "You want to dance?" Kendall asked.

"You're horny," James rolled his eyes, giving more attitude than he had hoped.

"So?" Kendall laughed and squeezed his boyfriend's ass.

"Okay," James gave in. Within seconds he was being pulled onto the dance floor and Kendall was right up against him, pushing his hips forward into James' ass. James didn't want to admit it because of his mood, but he was getting really excited. Kendall was running his hands up and down James' legs, getting dangerously close to his crotch.

"Kendall," James breathed and turned his head to kiss him, hard and sloppy. Kendall whimpered into the kiss and thrusted up into James' ass.

"Your ass is so fucking nice." He had a bruising grip on James' hips and was holding onto him for dear life. "I need more, fuck," he groaned.

"I'd say that we should get out of here, but where would we go?"

"I have an idea," Kendall said, finally letting go of James' hips and leading him through the crowd toward the dingy men's bathroom against the far wall of the dance floor. Before James knew what hit him, he was being pushed into the bathroom and Kendall was locking the heavy door behind them.

James started heading for a stall but Kendall grabbed him by the collar and pulled him back. "It's okay," he said. "Door's locked."

"Oh, okay-Kendall!" James cried. Kendall shoved James up against the counter and wasted no time in tugging off his and James' shirts, then put a hand on James' back to bend him forward. The pretty boy leaned on the counter and stared into the mirror, gazing at Kendall. He had a determined look in his wild green eyes and his cheeks were flushed a deep red.

Kendall's pants were painfully tight and despite how horny he was, he was torn. James didn't seem to be opposed, but there was no way of telling if he was ready to go all the way. Kendall finally just settled on slowly slipping his fingers further and further under the fabric of James' jeans and waiting for an objection. It was one of the most difficult things, having to control himself and not just tear James' clothes off and pound him.

But it was all the couragement Kendall needed when James whined, "Just fucking do it." Kendall pulled those tight jeans off of the boy as fast as he could, not even bothering with unbuttoning them. James pushed his ass back into Kendall's groin, making him groan and his eyes flutter shut.

"Fuck me, Kendall," James growled. He locked gazes with him in the mirror and Kendall groaned embarrassingly loudly and thrust forward, hard. He undid his skinnies as fast as humanly possible and ripped them down, along with his boxers, all the way to his knees. Kendall, fingers dancing around James' entrance, suddenly groaned in frustration.

"What's up?" James asked, impatient.

"We don't have any lube."

"Don't need it," James said. "Just use spit."

"And you know that because...?"

"I've done this before?" James said, stating this as a question, like it was completely obvious.

"Oh," Kendall said quietly. He couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. At first James hadn't even been comfortable with being touched on his chest, but he had let some other guy have sex with him?

"Come on," James urged Kendall on, breaking him out of his thoughts. Kendall spit on his hand and stroked his cock a few times to get himself fully hard again. James reached back and gripped Kendall's cock, then pushed his ass back and lined up the hard length with his entrance, and suddenly Kendall had forgotten all about his jealousy. All he could focus on was the most gorgeous guy he had ever seen, who was currently pushing his ass back onto Kendall's cock. Before he was even in all the way Kendall had concluded that this had to be the best thing he'd ever felt. He was uttering the most pathetic little noises and soon gripping James' hips and pulling him back until his own cock was completely enveloped in the tightness of James' ass.

"You feel so good," Kendall grunted. James moaned in reply and brought his eyes up in the mirror again to meet Kendall's.

"Fuck me, now." He demanded. Kendall gasped and immediately brought back his hips before quickly slamming forward and burying his cock in James' tight heat.

The two simultaneously groaned in pleasure, James reaching one hand around to grip Kendall's ass and pull him forward in encouragement to go harder, the other hand down to roughly jack himself off. Kendall had no problem being completely submissive to James, despite topping at the moment. He was excited beyond belief by James' control and sudden shift into giving orders and topping from the bottom, if you could call it that.

"Go harder, Kendall," James said, voice low. "Right there. Right fucking there." Kendall whimpered and complied, hips snapping back before ramming back into James' ass.

"Oh my fucking God, James," Kendall hissed.

"You gonna cum?"

"Soon, yeah." He gripped James' hips harder, but immediately gasped as James reached back and held him in place, moving his own hips at a dangerously slow pace. "James," Kendall whined. "Let me cum, please, I..."

"How much you want it?" James asked, eyeing Kendall in the mirror. Kendall let out a few more desperate little moans and attempted to buck his hips, but James moved forward and away from him. "Tell me how much you want it."

"Jesus Christ," Kendall whined. "I want it so bad, James. I need it, I... fuck." James was rolling his hips just fast enough to keep Kendall on the very edge, but slow enough to keep him from cumming. "Please, fuck, I need to cum. I want it so bad..."

"Well... since you asked nicely." James smirked and instantly began rutting back against Kendall, who groaned and started slamming into him full-force. Kendall didn't last long after that, exploding into James and finishing with a shuddering moan.

When Kendall finally calmed down from is intense orgasm and realized he hadn't helped James finish, he quickly pulled out and wrapped a hand around his boyfriend's cock. He jacked James off roughly and pulled him up by the hair from where he had been leaning on the counter. James whimpered as Kendall began biting and sucking at the skin of his neck and tweaking his nipples, finally punching one hard and tugging at it.

"Kendall," James hissed. His breathing was becoming increasingly shallow and coming out in gasps, as he grunted out something about cumming. Kendall stroked James' cock faster until he came hard, his seed splattering on the bathroom counter and mirror. Kendall continued to place tender kisses to James' neck and shoulders as he came down from his high.

"That was amazing," James breathed. Kendall's lips curled up into a smile and he ran gentle hands up and down his boyfriend's sides.

"Agreed."

The two leisurely cleaned up and got dressed, Kendall wiping James' semen off the mirror and counter with a paper towel. He pulled James in for a slow, sensual kiss that was quickly interrupted.

"Ugh, fuck," James groaned, feeling his phone buzzing in his pocket. He pulled it out and looked at the screen. "Logan." He pressed talk and held the phone up to his ear. "Hello?"

Kendall leaned closer and heard Logan's worried voice, "Dude, where are you guys? We haven't been able to find you or Kendall for the past hour!"

"Wow," James smirked. "I'm surprised you aren't smashed by now." There was a silence on the other end.

"Are you mocking me?"

"No, no... sorry. Kendall and I have been on the floor the whole time, you probably just missed us."

"Then why don't I hear music?" Logan asked and James froze.

"Um..." he stuttered, sending a panicked glance Kendall's way. "We stepped outside for a minute. Where do you want us to meet you?"

"Just come to the entrance, we're probably going to head home soon. If that's okay with you guys."

"That's fine," James said. "See you, Logan," and he hung up before Logan got a chance to reply.

"Smooth," Kendall laughed, ruffling James' already messy hair.

"Was I that obvious?" James bit his lip.

"Naw, you're fine. Let's go meet them." Kendall grabbed his hand and the two made their way out of the bathroom.

"Oh, and by the way, that was way better than my first time." James squeezed his hand lovingly, but the smile melted right off of Kendall's face. He had forgotten all about what James had told him earlier, but now he was feeling the envy and frustration flood back.

Kendall was silent all the way to the door to meet the guys, the entire car ride home, and all during his typical bedtime ritual. Carlos and Logan were tipsy, Carlos a bit more gone, so they didn't notice anything strange. When he was finally settling into bed about to go to sleep, James walked in and saw Kendall sitting on his bed completely still, his eyes clouded over and an undefinable expression on his face. James sat down by him and put a hand on his arm. Kendall shrunk back and James frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"It's not nothing."

Kendall sighed. "I don't want to talk about it." James stared at the ground, a sick feeling setting in the pit of his stomach.

"Do you regret having sex with me?" he asked as if Kendall had already confirmed it.

"No," Kendall said immediately, face snapping up to look at James. "That's definitely not it."

"Well then what is it?" James' hands were shaking pretty hard and Kendall sighed and took them in his own. He had to tell James now, whether he liked it or not.

"Who did you have sex with?" he finally asked. Now it was James' turn to abruptly look toward him.

"W-What?"

"Who did you have sex with." Kendall's glassy eyes were overtaken with worry and hurt. His sympathy was gone and now all he wanted was just to know who had taken James' virginity so he could beat their fucking ass and hopefully relieve himself of at least some of the pain. Half of him knew that it wasn't his place to get mad or upset about what James had done before they had been together, but Kendall just couldn't shake his hurt and jealousy.

"James swallowed hard. "It was back in Minnesota. Just one guy," he said hurriedly. Kendall nodded solemnly. "And I didn't love him, I swear," James continued, as if that was supposed to fucking help how Kendall was feeling. That only made it worse. Kendall knew he shouldn't ask, but he just couldn't stop himself.

"Do you love me?"

James looked at his lap, biting his lip in thought, and then stared up into Kendall's broken, sad green eyes that were brimming with tears. "Yes," he said, with such sincerity that Kendall's flood gates fell and he broke down crying. James immediately cupped Kendall's cheek and brought him into a deep kiss. Kendall was whimpering and James' face had become wet with the other's tears, but neither of them pulled back, just kissed with more passion and need. Their hands were all over each other, knotted in the other's hair and clothes, gripping each other's faces.

"I love you," Kendall murmured into the kiss. "Always have." James moaned in response and gripped Kendall harder.

"We going for round two?" James asked. Kendall pulled back a little and smiled, still teary-eyed.

"I think I just want to be close to you right now."

James nodded and wrapped comforting arms around Kendall. He pulled Kendall down to lay with him, and he rested his head on James' chest. It felt odd for James to be the one comforting Kendall and not the other way around, but it was nice. The two of them fell asleep like that, tangled in each other's limbs and this was probably the most peacefully James had ever slept.