Ahh, I had meant to update this sooner, but it seems that time has got the best of me. Whatever, here you go!
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Driving Carlos back home, the two are completely normal. It is as if they hadn't even done what they did back at the theater.
"You have fun tonight?" Kendall asks, smile playing on his lips. Carlos snorts, head shaking in a 'oh my God' sort of way.
"No?" Kendall is still smiling. Their eyes meet at a red light, brown staring into green and green staring into brown.
"You know, we haven't even kissed yet."
Kendall opens his mouth, thinking it over. He shuts it when he realizes that wow, they hadn't even kissed yet. Carlos just laughs again, eyes turning to the window when the light turns green.
"I should have kissed you." Kendall murmurs.
"You kissed my cheek. That's something." Carlos grins.
Kendall smiles back, but his stomach is in knots. He liked this boy a lot, and yet he hadn't even thought to kiss him? He let him whack him off in the movie theater, he even jacked him off in the theater, and the thought to lean over and kiss him on the lips never even crossed his mind.
"We could kiss now, you know?" Kendall suggests, right hand going over to touch Carlos' arm.
"We are driving right now." His tone is serious, but his grin ruins his attempted poker face.
"I mean once we are at your house, smart ass. You're such a goof ball."
"What did you think of me when you first met me?" Carlos asks suddenly, moving so Kendall's hand was intertwined with his. Kendall noticed this, and he has to hide his blush.
"What? Oh, hmm . . . I thought you were cute. And funny."
"Cute? Oh, Kendall!" Carlos pretends to flip his nonexistent long hair back as a joke, then giggles like a girl.
"What did you think of me?" Kendall asks next. Now this he had to hear.
"As soon as Roque told you to go sit with us, I knew we were going to be friends. Good friends." He winks at Kendall, and he blushes once more. "I didn't think you . . . liked guys, though. You seemed like such a girl lover."
"I didn't think I liked guys, either. But then you with your golden skin and dark hair and—"
"So I'm like, the first guy you've ever done stuff with?"
"Actually yes. What about you?"
Carlos shrugs, glancing at the time on his phone. "Only with one other guy. We only made out though, it wasn't anything sexual. So pretty much it's only you, since making out doesn't really count as anything."
Kendall can't help but smile at that. He liked knowing Carlos hadn't touched anyone but him. He REALLY liked knowing that.
"Why are you smiling?" Carlos asks as his dark eyebrows rose in confusion.
Kendall shakes his head, turning into Carlos' driveway. "Stop laughing and tell me why it is that you're laughing! Kendall, I swear to God if you—"
"You swear to God what? What will you do?" Kendall leans toward his friend and smiles. "Hmm? Tell me, what will you do?"
Carlos groans, pushing himself upwards to close the gap between the blonde and himself, lips mashes with his. Kendall kisses back instantly, swallowing a moan when he gets a taste of Carlos' alcohol and candy breath. Carlos can't help but roll his hips against the air, despite the fact that Kendall wasn't even touching him.
Their tongues battle, Kendall winning when he shifts his seat and takes the Latino's head in his hands, shoving his tongue down Carlos' throat. Kendall's jeans are almost ridiculously tight, erection rubbing up against the arm rest. How long have they been kissing? Ten minutes; ten whole minutes. They kiss, rough and nonstop, for ten glorious minutes before the need for oxygen becomes overwhelming and they break away.
"I—thanks—mm—uh . . ." Carlos is panting, head spinning from the intensity.
"Yeah." Kendall agrees to nothing in particular, seeing fireworks playing over and over in his brain.
"I should probably go inside," says the still dazed Latino.
The blonde laughs, nodding his head. "Have a good Sunday!" Kendall calls when he opens the door.
But when he finally manages to get his leg out of the door, the blonde, grabs Carlos' wrist, tugging him back and pressing his lips up against his friend's for just a moment longer.
"Mm, Kendall," Carlos moans, pulling away.
"You're a lot louder now," Kendall grins, letting go of his arm.
"We're alone now. We were in the public eye earlier." Carlos stands, stretching his legs.
"Text me when you wake up!" Kendall hollers right before Carlos shuts the car door.
He watches the raven haired boy adjust his jeans—to hide his erection, no doubt—and walk up to his door. He takes a key from his pocket and uses it to unlock the door, waving Kendall off once he finally manages to get it open. Kendall was smiling the entire drive home. He couldn't help it—he had known the boy for a mere week, and yet he couldn't help but blush at the thought of him. Now, he knew Carlos felt the same way. He had to feel the same way, right?
His phone buzzes, but he waits until he is inside, shoes off and sitting on the couch before bothering to check it.
" Carlos get home ok? " It's from James.
" yeah, just dropped him off. "
" :) good. O yeah, we have a hockey game on Mon. U should come. "
" I'll see if I can, "
" you know you wanna come and cheer on ur boytoy! "
That text is enough to make Kendall shake. He doesn't respond, setting down the phone and putting his head on the couch's armrest, using is like a pillow. How did James think to call Carlos his 'boy toy'?
He didn't know anything, not unless . . .
Oh God, Kendall thinks, eyes shooting open. What if he saw us at the movies?
He tries to think up any other explanation. Maybe Carlos just texted him. Told him we kissed. I really doubt Carlos would be the type to run and tell his friends that me and him jacked each other off.
A tingle crawls down Kendall's spine at the memory, hand going to his crotch. He sits there, breathing slowly while his mind tries to drift off to sleep . . .
Kendall wakes up the next morning to the smell of pancakes, and Katie yelling, "I beat the game! I beeaaat the gaaamee!" while fist pumping.
"Shut up, Katie!" Kendall cries.
She stops her terrifying dance moves to turn to him, sticking her tongue out in the process. "It's like, noon. Time to wake up already."
Noon? He had been asleep for nearly twelve hours. He rubs his eyes and grabs his phone from the carpeted floor, smiling when he sees 'two new messages'.
" Good morning kendy! "
" text me back, you poop head! "
Both were from Carlos. He grins at his friend's pure goofiness and hurries to type,
" I am not a poop head! I just woke up, believe it or not! "
Then he stands and makes his way to the kitchen, greeted with his Mom still dressed in her sweatpants and tank top, cooking some kind of brunch. Kendall's mouth waters as his eyes run over sausage, Bacon, and eggs.
"Sleeping beauty has finally risen!" She declares, flipping the strips of Bacon.
"Sleeping beauty is also very hungry." He tries to grab at a sausage link when she swats his hand away. "We are eating in ten minutes at the table. Yes, all of us are eating together as a family." She rolls her eyes at her son's confused look.
They never ate together, not really. So her command made Kendall a little suspicious and confused.
"Go get dressed. Pick out nice clothes!"
He rolls his eyes at her this time but playfully, and makes his way upstairs and into his room. As he takes off his shirt and flings it somewhere near his closet, his phone vibrates.
" haha, really? I've been awake for like, two hours now. Whatcha up too? "
" standing in my room without a shirt on. "
" Pics or it didn't happen! "
He giggles as he reads the text, hurrying to the bathroom to take a goofy picture. He sends it to Carlos, blush creeping across his cheeks once it is 100% sent. He doesn't get a reply right away, so he pulls on a nice blue shirt from his closet and exchanges his jeans for a darker pair.
He searches for his Beanie for a few minutes before remembering that his Mom had put it in a box along with things for her room.
He opens the door, and sees a man. Not any man, however, but Kendall's marine father. The one that wasn't supposed to be home until the day after Christmas.
His Dad looks at him, almost as shocked as Kendall, putting a finger to his lips in a 'be quiet' kind of gesture. His heart is pumping so hard it hurts.
"Dad?" He whispers, walking toward him.
"Hey, Ken,"
"Why are you here? HOW are you here?" He winces when his Dad tightens his grip on the hug.
"They let me off a couple weeks early. You weren't supposed to see me, so go out and I'll be down to surprise Katie and you."
Kendall nods, grabbing his almost forgotten Beanie before running downstairs. He checks his phone to see that he has an unread message.
" You're so fucking cute, Kendall. I just want to run my hands down your body . . . "
He bites down hard on his lip as he types back. " That sounds so nice . . . I want you to take off my jeans with your fuckin teeth, "
" Bet you get hard just thinking about that, slut. Once those pants are off I'm going to grope you, make you SO horny. "
" don't tease, Litos. I need it, need you. Please baby don't tease . . . "
" Kendall, how do you do that? " He raises an eyebrow at the text message, cock aching. He watches Katie play her game, smiles as he thinks about how she'll reach when their Dad comes down.
" what am I doing? " he texts back, and the response is almost immediate.
" get me so horny. I mean, seriously! I'm sitting here in my room; door locked, and pants down around my ankles. "
" stroking your thick cock and imagining it's me doing it for you? "
" fuck yes baby. What are you doing? "
He fights back a laugh as he types, " I'm actually sitting in the living room with my little sister and Mom. " He shifts in his seat so his boner is fairly hidden, sighing at the brief but fantastic friction.
" wait, you're with your family? Oh my God, Kendall! Hahaha! "
" hey, you started it ;) " all the sudden, a huge crash makes everyone jump. ". . . What was that?" Katie asks.
"Ho ho ho!"
Their father hurries down the stairs with a Santa hat on, wielding a bag that Kendall guessed was filled with presents.
"Da—Oh my God, Dad!" Katie chokes back a sob as she drops her game controller and runs toward her father. He picks her up and they stand there, hugging while Katie cries.
"Hey, Dad!" Kendall says, acting surprised.
When Katie finally calms down, Kendall gets his chance to hug his Dad. "Can we eat now? I'm starved," his Dad rubs his stomach for emphasis.
"Yes! Yes, come on everyone, let's eat!" Mama Knight rushes into the kitchen and starts passing out plates, and they all follow suite to get their food. Once they are seated at the table, Kendall's father tells them why he was able to come home earlier than planned.
"Well, you see . . ." He scratches the back of his head, looking towards his wife.
"You two are going to have another brother or sister." Their Mom finishes for them.
The reactions are truly priceless. Katie cheers, and Kendall drops his forkful of food onto his lap in surprise.
"New brother or sister—so you're like, pregnant?"
"That's right!" Well, this sure was big news.
The family chattered excitedly able possible baby names, and if they hoped it was a boy or girl.
Once it was all over, Kendall sat back down on the couch and sent Carlos a text, " dude, my Mom just told me she was pregnant! "
" hahaha bullshit! "
" no, I'm serious. "
" holy crap! I wanna meet her! "
Kendall stared at the text, cocking his head to the side. Was this Carlos' way of saying he wanted to get together?
Meet his family and start a relationship, perhaps?
Either way, he sent back a, " that sounds like a terrific idea! " butterflies fluttering around in his stomach the whole time.