It's Saturdaaay! So many great things happen on Saturday, and now an update is one of them! :) So yeah, here is an update for y'all. You know, school is coming to an end (the 24th for me) so when school finally lets out, I will be able to get my mind clear and update like a normal person. How long has it been? A month, maybe a little more? Yeah, really sorry about that :/ This chapter isn't much, but it should be enough until school ends.

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"I think Dad is getting me a car for my birthday," James says proudly, taking a bite out of his chicken sandwich.

"Really?" Logan's eyebrows raise. "That would be so cool!" He grins at James for a moment, eyes drifting to Carlos and smiling.

Kendall feels a pang of jealousy hit him hard in the chest. Logan was Carlos' best friend. He was allowed to smile at him! But Logan was gay, and so was Carlos. What if they were alone and temptation got the better of—No. No, Logan likes James and Carlos liked Kendall; at least he hoped so.

Kendall looks up from his Styrofoam tray to see Carlos watching him, blank expression on his flawless face. He gives him the signature Knight smile and continues to eat his lunch, listening to James talk about his maybe car.

"He is walking around all secretive. I took a look at his 'work' that he had brought home from his job, but it was actually one of those car magazines!" James is practically bouncing with excitement. "I'm getting a car, bro!"

James and Logan high five, and Kendall grins. "I wonder if it'll be better than mine?" James turns to him, narrows his eyes and shoots him the bird.

"Speaking of, how did you get such a nice car, Kendy?" Carlos asks, pushing his empty tray closer to the center of the table.

"Got it for my seventeenth birthday. My Dad paid for most of it, but I had a couple summer jobs so I paid a little." He pokes a hole in his tray.

"He works in the marines," Kendall says that last part to Logan and James, considering Carlos already knew everything about his family, especially after the wonderful dinner they had.

They had arrived at Kendall's house when Mr. Knight was setting the table.

"Hello, I'm Kendall's father, David." They shook hands, and Carlos was terrified.

David had at least a foot on him, and a very built torso. Yeah, he was definitely a marine. Kendall looked a lot like his Father, actually, except the crazy muscles and that his Dad was four of five inches taller. They hugged and chatted like the best of friends, Carlos watching the two in awe.

Mrs. Knight was even nicer, complimenting Carlos on his looks and giving him a nice big hug when it was time to go home.

He wondered if she would still be hugging him and treating him so nice when she found about the relationship.

The bell rang, signaling the end of lunch. They get up and throw away the empty trays. Carlos gets close to Kendall while they walk, needy for contact. Kendall must sense it, because as soon as Carlos starts brushing his arm against his, Kendall kind of rubs his hand along Carlos'. It's subtle enough that no one notices, so he lets himself enjoy it for exactly four seconds before leaning away from his boyfriend.

He wishes he could kiss Kendall, give him a big hug and tell him how happy he was in this relationship. Which was true, of course. Kendall was kind and loving and naughty when he needed to be.

Carlos licks his lips, thinking about the celebratory handjob Kendall had given him after the dinner, in Kendall's car. Next week is their one month anniversary and Carlos was as nervous as he was excited. After all, this was the longest relationship he's ever been in. The farthest he's ever gone with anyone, too, and Carlos really liked that part.

Kendall never went out right and said, "Hey, I'm not a virgin!" but he had told Carlos a couple of things that suggested that. It sucked, Carlos sort of wanting him to be a virgin, like him. He was a boy-virgin though, so Carlos guessed that was all that mattered. He is sitting in class, barely listening to the teacher and focusing more on his thoughts about Kendall. He couldn't wait until the end of the day, so Kendall and him could be alone. Mm, the things they did when they were alone . . .

Carlos blinks, forcing the X-rated thoughts from his supposedly innocent mind. As much as he tries to think of something else, anything else, his brain shows Kendall's pretty face eye level with his hard on, giving teasing kitten licks to the head of it. He remembers feeling Kendall finally allow Carlos' cock into his mouth, so wet and warm and—The bell rings, and Carlos shoots up from his desk. He has a boner, a really annoyingly hard one, so he hurries out of the classroom and into the bathroom. He doesn't have the time or privacy for a jerk, so he settles for a splash of cold water to his heated face and the will to think about something disgusting.

He ends up choosing old women, and that does the trick. Once he is back under control he goes into his class, seeing Kendall's face beam at him, Carlos taking his bottom lip in between his teeth. They sit beside each other, stealing glances ever so often. Kendall was so calm about everything; maybe because he's so experienced. Carlos wasn't though, and it made him a nervous wreck. He gave Kendall as much as him as he thought was okay, and Kendall seemed to love it. Boy, he moans these long and sometimes shaky moans that Carlos loves oh so very much. He watched Kendall taking notes, lips paused in concentration. When the teacher is turned, writing notes on the board, he jabs Kendall's side.

"Ow! Carlos!" Kendall whispers angrily, rubbing his now sore rib.

"Sorry. Want to come over today?" Please say yes. Please say—"Yeah, sure. We have to work on this stupid project though, for a little bit, okay?"

Kendall's eyes are sparkling. Carlos nods, though he is confused. What project?

He was so lost in thought over Kendall that he missed the teacher say anything about a project.

Boy, he's got it bad.

Shorter chapter, but I have pretty big plans for next chapter:O

And yeah, I know, no smuttyness this chapter. I said this in the last chapter, but this is pretty much a smut fic with a tiny plot. And I mean tiny. Smut and conflict is the main in here, mostly because that's all I'm good at :P

So next chapter will have smut, I promise! Since they're going to be alone and all that . . . hehehhh