Jamie was woken up by a man with blue hair poking at his face. He shot up and groaned when he felt his stitches pull. "It's alive!" Ryan shouted. Jamie stared at the man, trying to calm himself down. "You ready for a fun day with me?" Ryan beamed. Ryan took in Jamie's confused face. "I'm Ryan, Eric's best friend, partner in crime, wingman and whatever else." Ryan held out his hand for Jamie to shake. Jamie shook Ryan's hand. "I'll leave you to get ready." Ryan left the room.
Jamie looked at the clock in the room and it had just gone eight am. He swung his legs out of the bed, took the painkillers left on the side and went into the bathroom to shower. It had been a week since living with Eric, and about time he could take a shower, using a waterproof dressing to cover the plaster now in place instead of the bandages he had used previously. Jamie's eye had pretty much healed, leaving a scar as a constant reminder of what had happened. He turned the water on, stripping himself out of his boxers and stepping under the hot spray. Finally I can feel clean Jamie thought to himself, washing his hair and body with Eric's toiletries, not having the opportunity to buy his own yet. Today would also mark the first day leaving the apartment since that night.
After getting dressed he met Ryan in the lounge, sprawled out on the sofa, with his boots on, something that he was sure Eric would hate. "Coffee is on the side, get yourself something to eat and then the fun begins." Ryan said excitingly. Jamie made himself some toast and sat on a bar stool. "What have you got planned? I know Eric said I couldn't fight." Jamie looked at the pierced man. "Wait and see!" he replied, still excited. After quickly eating, drinking and washing up his dishes Jamie was ready to go.
He followed Ryan up some stairs, feeling a slight twinge in his chest and stomach until they reached a rooftop. It was sunny and there was a slight breeze in the air. Looking around there were two guns and a couple of targets that were set up. "You sir are going to learn how to dismantle a gun, put it together and shoot." Ryan said walking over to the guns.
They spent an hour dismantling the gun and putting it back together. "You ready to fire this thing?" Ryan asked. "Hell yes." Ryan's excitement radiating onto Jamie. Ryan shower the younger man the correct stance and watched him fire his first shot, just hitting the target. "Fuck me." Ryan exclaimed. "Most people can't even get near the target on the first go." Jamie smiled. "Your stance is good, aim a bit to the right and empty that motherfucking clip." Ryan laughed and began firing his own gun at another target. Jamie did as Ryan said and had hit the bullseye on his last shot. Ryan whistled next to him. "You are a natural." Ryan said excitingly. "You smoke?" Ryan asked. Jamie shook his head. Ryan took a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. "Want one?" Jamie had seen Eric smoking in the apartment and he liked the smell of them. He accepted one off Ryan and put it in his mouth. Ryan lit it and Jamie took a drag, coughing while taking it.
"Takes a while to get use to. Eric was the same when he started." Ryan laughed. "How long have you known Eric?" Jamie asked, curious. "Forever. We were neighbours and had becoming instant friends according to my parents. He's my best friend and a brother." Ryan smiled, taking a drag of his cigarette and Jamie did the same, taking a smaller drag and not coughing as much. He didn't mind the taste at all. "When it cams to the time to choose a faction we both decided on Dauntless." Jamie stood shocked "You mean both of you transferred? From where? Jamie asked. "Erudite." Ryan laughed. Jamie tried to picture both men in the faction. "I'll have to show you some pictures.: he laughed, knowing what Jamie was thinking. Both men carried on chatting and smoking.
"I thought you were training Jamie to shoot not smoke." Eric spoke. Ryan looked round and laughed. "About time your ugly face showed up." Eric glared at Ryan. Jamie looked at Ryan, holding in a laugh. "We were taking a break, besides aren't you meant to be with your best friend Four?" Eric scoffed. "Got bored of the fights, will look at the footage tonight." Eric took his own cigarette out and began smoking. "Come on Jamie let me see you shoot." "Your load." Ryan added laughing. Jamie blushed and Eric glared again at Ryan. Jamie picked up his gun, putting in the bullets and fired it, hitting the bullseye straight away. Eric raised his eyebrows at Ryan. "Try hitting the centre of the head." Eric said to Jamie. Jamie aimed and was only slightly off. Eric walked behind Jamie putting his arms around him, and holding his hands over Jamie's. Jamie's breath hitched when he felt Eric lean up against him, feeling solid muscle behind him. "Aim a bit higher like this." Eric whispered in his eye, making Jamie shiver.
Ryan looked at the two with amusement. Eric had it bad for the younger man. Jamie took a shot with Eric behind him and missed the warmth when Eric moved away. He doesn't do relationships idiot, Jamie thought to himself. Jamie fired again, hitting his target. "How many rounds has he done?" "This was his second one." Ryan replied. Eric's eyebrows raised, making his piercings almost disappear. "God he's good." Eric replied. "A natural." "Have you ever shot a gun before?" Eric asked Jamie. He shook his head. Both Ryan and Eric looked at each other.
There had been a few members on Dauntless which excelled at shooting and they made up an elite team, of which contained the best shooters in Dauntless and most of the members in that team were natural shooters.
It got to around lunchtime when Ryan had called it a day. Jamie made his way to the apartment and made himself a cup of coffee. He was itching to explore Dauntless and to see Alex and his other friends. Maybe he would go down at dinner to see them. Jamie made himself a sandwich and was just finishing it when Eric came in. "Hey, want a coffee?" Jamie asked. Eric sighed nodded his head and sat on the chair next to where Jamie was sat. He made them both a coffee and sat back down next to Eric. "You alright?" Jamie asked, not missing the sigh that Eric had made. "Yeah, fine." He replied. "Just spending too much time with Four." He groaned. "Have you got to go back?" Jamie asked. Eric smirked. "Why, have you got a better idea planned? Eric raised both his eyebrows, his grey eyes twinkling with mischief. Jamie blushed with an idea that popped into his head and it didn't go unnoticed. "What's on your mind?" Eric teased turning to face the other blushing man.
"Nothing." Jamie lied. "You know you looked so hot firing that gun, if Ryan wasn't there and you weren't a virgin I'd have bent you over that roof." Eric purred. Jamie blushed harder and felt his heart racing and his trousers getting tight. Eric looked down and stroked the hard lump in Jamie's pants. "I love the effect I have on you." Eric slid off the couch and kneeled in front of the younger man, kissing the lump in his trousers. Jamie's breathing hitched Eric undid Jamie's button and fly and began to pull on Jamie's trousers. Jamie lifted himself up and Eric slid them down, with his boxers and looked at the his length.
Jamie felt so exposed, not even knowing what was happening. Eric kissed the tip while Jamie held his breath, he heard Eric chuckle. "Remember to breath, I don't want you passing out." Jamie didn't have time to respond when Eric took the full 6 inches into his mouth. "Fuck." Jamie gasped. The sensation was something he never felt before and he didn't know how to handle it or what to do. Eric began sucking Jamie, deep thrusting himself and not even gagging. Jamie began to thrust his hips, unable to control himself, his hands gripping the sofa. It got too much for Jamie after a while. "Eric I'm gonna come." Jamie gasped. Eric was relentless and quicker the pace, sucking on just the tip. Jamie felt his release and Eric cleaned the younger man up with his tongue. He looked up at Jamie, still on his knees and saw that he had his head lent back on the sofa trying to control his breathing. "Fuck." Jamie whispered.
Eric pulled himself up and straddled the younger man, kissing him. Jamie could taste himself on Eric and didn't seem to mind, feeling Eric's erection rubbing against him. He wanted to return the favour to him but felt nervous and unsure on what to do. Eric finished kissing Jamie and they were looking into each others eyes. Eric was so attracted to the younger man, was scared with what to do with it. He couldn't face the rejected if Jamie didn't feel the same. Jamie whispered to Eric, "Can I give it a go?" His face was red. Eric rose his eyebrows at him. "Only if you're sure." Jamie nodded, feeling nervous.
Eric had helped Jamie by undoing his own trousers and freeing his erection. It had been so long since he had someone giving him a blow job, much preferring to quickly bedding someone over his bed and having his way with them, not regarding their needs and only blowing someone when he felt like it. Jamie knelt down looking at Eric's impressive seven inches. Eric stroked Jamie's hair. "Just do what feels right to you." Eric whispered. Jamie licked up Eric's length and put his mouth around one third of Eric's length, not able to take him whole like Eric did to him.
It was a sloppy blow job, a lot of salvia however Eric still came, and he was surprised that Jamie swallowed. He helped Jamie back on the couch and kissed the other man. No words were spoken between them while they both caught their breath.
"I'm gonna get cleaned up." Eric said. "You've got the evening off, so go out with your friends and enjoy yourself." Eric said. Jamie felt a pang of disappointment that he was being dismissed. He tried not to show it on his face, remembering what Eric had said about relationships. "You coming? Or are you going to stay in cum stained clothes?" Eric smirked. Jamie stood up and joined Eric in the shower.