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| Love, Kisses and.......Kirk?; James HetfieldxChris Broderick, eventually JHxCBxKH | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: June 15, 2011, 1:39 am (7,436 Views) | |
| Olyamet | June 21, 2011, 6:53 pm Post #31 |
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Jäger.....
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I'm waiting!!!!
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| larscriancinha | June 22, 2011, 1:02 am Post #32 |
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Damn!
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| Oh Hell | June 23, 2011, 1:35 am Post #33 |
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Alreet chickas! There's gonna be some delays in posting this leetle hawt fest. Aria's internet is currently out... and I'm gonna be really busy over the next few days. Birthdays and the like. Expect to hear from us by the beginning of next week. Thanks for your patience.
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| namenlos | June 23, 2011, 11:36 am Post #34 |
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What patience? JK take all the time you need, girlies.
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| Aria | June 27, 2011, 11:18 pm Post #35 |
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OMG I LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE!!!!!!!! *flops over and dies, then eventually crawls back and resumes editing the next pieces* ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ He moaned as James pressed against him. Chris relaxed around him and sunk into the bedding. He tilted his chin up and pecked James on the lips. "I'll look forward to it." he held onto James' waist and smiled at him. "I can't imagine the looks we'd get..." He chuckled. Pulling out of Chris, James pushed in slowly, staring down at him, panting a little, a small moan escaping him. "Ohhh, you'd get more jealous looks than anything…well…I would." James said, chuckling and starting to make love with him slowly. "Ohhh..." Chris pushed up against James and kissed him slowly, wanting to be pushed back down and kissed thoroughly. He rocked his hips with James' and moaned. Leaning down, James stole another kiss, his arms moving to wrap around Chris and pull him closer, devouring him with this kiss, moving slowly in and out of him, still moving gently, loving him. His heart swelled, their kiss was so passionate and James was taking him as gentle as anything. He ran his hands up James' sides and across his back, crossing his arms around his neck. He moved to get more of him, more depth. In all the possible ways. He rubbed his cock slowly against James' belly, moaning at how good it felt, his skin still slick after James' previous attention. Determined to show Chris everything he did feel with that kiss and how he loved him today, James continued to kiss him, moving slowly in and out of him, groaning at the cock he could feel between them, staring down at Chris, smiling. "Let me love you beautiful. Let me love you." "I told you... I'd try..." He smiled. "I'm trying my hardest..." Another soft whimper escaped his lips as James moved against his slightly swollen inner walls. Chuckling, James leaned down and kissed down Chris' neck, starting to move a little bit faster inside him. "You're wonderful beautiful." Chris rolled his head to the side as James kissed his neck, pulling himself up, sucking lightly on James' ear lobe, whispering to him in near silence. "I love you too..." He smiled, kissing on and near his ear and cheek, moaning as he sped up. James smiled. Chris knew. Burying his face in Chris' neck, he moved into him harder and faster, claiming him, determined to drive him absolutely wild. "I mean it…." "Nnnnn... so do I, baby..." He sucked his earlobe between his lips and grazed it with his teeth. As soon as James moved, he felt a wave of pleasure wash over him. The delicious feeling of fullness that he needed was there, brushing against his sweetest spot. He moaned against James' cheek, nuzzling it. His cock jerked desperately. Hang on, hold on. He chanted to himself, trying to hold onto his last threads of orgasmic control. Moaning softly, James stared down at Chris as he moaned again. "You're so close aren't you baby…?" He panted out, moving slowly in and out of him. "So am I….." "Yeah..." Chris moaned breathlessly. "Trying to hold it a little longer..." A wave passed over him. "Oh god... I don't want this feeling to go away.” Pulling out of him, then pressing in again, James smiled and tried to suck in a breath. "I'll try baby….promise…." "You needn't..." He tried to regulate his breathing, enjoying that moment. "Not on my account." Chris kissed under James' chin, gently biting, remembering how much he'd liked it the first time he did it. "If you're ready to come, you come..." James smirked down at Chris. "Don't worry baby. I'll hold off, just for you." He said, starting to move a little bit faster into him, still gentle. "Mmmm..." He whimpered a little. He was close. So very close. Since the first time he'd been with James, he was coming like a teenager, every time he got inside of him. He wanted to enjoy a long, thorough orgasm. Not just a short sharp shock. Said orgasm had started, his groans of pleasure getting louder and coming quicker. Gasping as Chris started to moan even more loudly, James shudders and shifts to make sure to hit his prostate eagerly. "C-careful baby." James said, reaching down and starting to stroke him eagerly. "Careful?" He panted, widening his eyes at James. "Of... of... oh... of what?" Chris felt his insides tighten on a particularly long stroke. "Gonna make me lose control and I want you to explode first…." James panted out, staring down at him, then devouring him, claiming his lips in a slow and loving kiss. "But..." He was cut off by James' aggressive yet loving lips. He stroked the side of his face and head. He couldn't hold himself much longer. In fact... any longer. Their kisses muffled his moans, his body flushed red, head swimming... but, he still held on. "James..." Chris moaned. "I want you to come... with me..." Pulling away from the kiss, James stared down at him and pressed their foreheads together. "All right baby….hold on…." Moving a little faster, James pressed into him, shuddering, squeezing him. "C-come for me…and you'll send me over…." He ordered. Chris grit his teeth, moaning openly, eyes stuck open, watching James' face. "Oh... my-- nnnn... fuck that's it... that's it..." A low growl on a moan would be his last, he shuddered, arching off the bed, watching James' face avidly. A few moments after Chris started to come, James slammed into him a few more times and then arched and shouted. "F-fuck!!" He shouted, pressing deeply inside him, exploding, coming forever and ever before he slumped on top of Chris, panting. "Fuck yes..." Chris shook, coming hard between them, wincing when James collapsed on him, nudging his sensitive skin. "Hey... what are you..." He whispered. "A bull?" He grinned, kissing James' face. Grunting, James rolled over onto his side. "Nnnngh. Sorry. Muscles are goo. Gimme a minute to recover." He ordered, cracking open an eye and looking at Chris and grinning. Chris chuckled, rolling over and wrapping his arms and legs around James, laying his head on his shoulder. "You're so hot... when you come... you're like a lion." James blushed a little bit and shook his head. "No, I might have been a lion when I was younger…not anymore." James said, grinning a little bit. He growled playfully. "Cubs don't turn me on... lions do... you're a lion." He purred against his ear. "An amazing, blue eyed lion." Shifting to wrap his arms around Chris, James cuddled him closer. "Careful, or this blue-eyed lion will want to devour you again." He whispered softly, leaning up to kiss him gently. Chris kissed him back, eyes closing slowly, heart fluttering. "Later." He smiled coyly. He looked into his eyes silently, just for a few moments. "You're so gorgeous... don't know how I managed to lure you in..." He lay his hand on his shoulder and stroked softly, drinking James in. James smiled. "It's your smile." He whispered softly, wrapping an arm around Chris, reaching up and threading his fingers through his hair slowly. "You mean..." He quirked his lips into the cutest smile he could muster. Cute wasn't really his bag but, he figured it'd do James some good. "This dorky smile?" He shook his head. "No, as adorable as that is….no, not that one. The one you get when you play. The smile that you and the guitar are sharing a secret….that one." James whispered. "Ohhh..." Chris grinned wide. "That one... I take a lot of pride in my playing... sometimes it's almost like my guitar and me are one instrument of enjoyment." His animated smile softened. "I just love playing. Doesn't matter who to." "I know. I can tell." James whispered, leaning closer and kissing him softly. He kissed him back lazily, snuggling closer. He laid his head down on the pillows, shifting his weight to pull the covers over himself and James. He cupped his face softly and kissed his cheek. "God, I'm so sleepy..." He complained. It was still kind of early. James smiled and tightened his arms around Chris, whispering. "I'm not going anywhere baby. Sleep." He said softly. He smiled, knowing that what he was about to say may not get a reply. He mumbled softly. "Love you, James..." Staring down at Chris, James leaned forward and whispered against his temple. "Me too beautiful, me too." |
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| Olyamet | June 27, 2011, 11:27 pm Post #36 |
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Jäger.....
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and.. No words... just drool... |
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| namenlos | June 27, 2011, 11:33 pm Post #37 |
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Wow... that was hot. And sexy. And Beautiful.
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| larscriancinha | June 28, 2011, 12:29 am Post #38 |
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Damn!
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| Oh Hell | June 28, 2011, 7:29 am Post #39 |
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*squeaky bounces!* AAAAAAAAAAH!! YOU IS BACK! (must stay up later tonight and not pass out at 11pm)
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| Aria | June 28, 2011, 6:42 pm Post #40 |
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Hey, lookie who came to join the party..... Prepare for a massive onslaught of drama, drama and a little more drama before Torr and I give you AMAZING AMOUNTS OF PORN. Anyways. Here's the next bit! ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ James dashed off the stage and laughed, wrapping his arms around Kirk and hugging him tightly. "Great show man!!" He said, looking at him, a grin splitting his face as he smiled at him. Kirk grinned, sighing with acute exhaustion, his smile widening when James threw his arms around him. "Oh, right backatcha." He patted him on the back. Chuckling, James looked down at him. "How are you feeling?" James asked. "Great," He smiled up at his friend and stroked his back. "Just beat." He laughed lightly. "Crowd was mental." James shivered a fraction at the stroking and rubbing to his back. "It was fucking killer and amazing!" I'm still ridding high! Kirk smiled. "I know." He paused. "Listen... do you wanna go grab a drink?" Hesitating for a second, James nodded. "Sure. Booze for you, other stuff for me…" "Of course. I wouldn't even suggest that you did... I just feel like a bottle of the good stuff." He grinned. "I'll buy you all the iced tea you want." Laughing at Kirk, James nodded and smiled. "Sounds like a plan Kirk. Where are we going?" "I don't know... hotel bar?" He shrugged his shoulders. "I got a room for the night, not traveling home until tomorrow so, I figured we could, I don't know, hang out." James raised an eyebrow and looked at Kirk, laughing a little bit. "Yes. Mr. Hang Out." "Oh, come on..." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Please..." "All right, all right." James said, rolling his eyes and grinning at Kirk. "Just for a little bit." "Cool." He let James go and walked towards their dressing rooms. "I need to change first. This shirt's stuck to me." James looked down at his own bare chest. "And I'm not wearing one, so yeah." Kirk smirked. "Yeah, I noticed." Laughing, James ruffled Kirk's hair. "You would have perv!" "Pfff..." He waved his hand dismissively. "Me? A perv? You're talking to the wrong Kirk." Kirk grinned, peeling off his sweaty shirt. Eyeing the bronze chest, James shook his head. "What the hell have you been smoking you dumbass?" "Uh, nothing. Honestly." He smiled, catching James eyeing him up. "...and you call me a perv..." he tilted his head, raising his eyebrows. James shrugged a little bit. "I'm not nearly as much of a perv as you are, so don't even go there." Kirk nodded, grabbing a steamed towel to wipe his sweat away. He rubbed it over himself, threw it into a washing basket and grabbed a clean shirt. Turning his back on Kirk, James followed suit and continued to do just that. "Ready to go?" He straightened his t-shirt and shook his hair before smiling and nodding. "Yeah, ready as anything." James grinned at him and wrapped his arms around his shoulders and gave him a noogie. "All righty, let's get going." He wrapped his arm around James' waist from the side and frowned, touching his thinning hair. "Hey, watch it pal, this is all I got left." Snorting, James smiled at him. "Your hair is as thick as it ever was. Stop it." "You should try shining a light through it. You'd be surprised." He looked up at James and smiled. "I think that you are digging for a compliment." James told him, tugging him towards the door. "Am not!" Kirk shrieked defiantly. "Just being honest with my old self." He chuckled. "Bull shit you are!" He said, looking at him. "Let's go." "Alright, alright." He followed James out to the car park, a car coming to meet them. Kirk slid into it and crossed his legs in his seat. "Hotel." Glancing over at Kirk again, grinning as he gave the order for the hotel. "Thank you." He said, grinning at him. "Eh, thank you for what?" He smiled softly. "Just being you." James said, grinning at him a little bit. "Awww, you're so sweet!" Kirk grinned, playfully tickling James' face with his fingers. Pulling away, James made a face at him. "Oh, stop it!" Kirk just moved up on him, pushing him back against the door of the moving car, ruffling his hair. James tried to squirm away, blushing a fraction. "Kiiiiiiiiiirk, back off man....." He rolled his eyes and smiled. "Sorry. I'll just handcuff myself huh?" He laughed. "You and your handcuffs." James said, rolling his eyes a little bit. "Pervert." "I've got some back at the hotel room..." Kirk wiggled his eyebrows, messing with James' head a little. He'd seen him blush as he crawled closer to him, across the seat. His eyes widened a fraction and James scooted backward against the opposite door. "Uhhhh…so….? Why do I care?" "I'm just messing with you." He shook his head. "You've gotten softer in your old age Hetfield but, you still gotta lighten up some." "Don't make me come over there and punch you." James threatened, raising an eyebrow at him. "Woah, settle down. Besides, I knew you couldn't punch me if you tried." He smiled knowingly. "What's the matter?" He missed Chris. And Kirk was hot. And reminded him of Chris. And how much he missed him. "Nothing, sorry. Think I'm still a little wound up from the show." "Okay. You just look a little more disgruntled than your usual... after show... disgruntled... y'know." Kirk chuckled, wrapping his arm around James. James felt his cheeks darken in a little blush. "Been hard up lately. Sorry Kirk, don't mean to take it out on you." "It's alright." He kissed his cheek affectionately. "I understand perfectly... I think." James grinned, wrapping an arm around Kirk and squeezing him. "You? Understand being hard up? I doubt it." He teased. "Yeah, you're right." He laid his head on his shoulder. "Again..." Squeezing him gently, James chuckled and hugged Kirk again gently. "I know. Get used to it." Giving Kirk a wink, James ruffled his hair again. "Hey..." Kirk pouted, suddenly finding himself smile. He treasured all the moments that he had with James. Especially ones like this. He cupped his face and laid a soft kiss on his lips. Just a little one... he sure as hell was hoping that his life wasn't about to be cut drastically short. James' eyes went wide and he pulled back. Kirk's lips were so soft...but he couldn't, couldn't ever do that again. He'd been so shy and so hesitant, so sweet, James felt his heart start to pound and his cheeks burn in another blush as he looked away, struggling to find the right words. "I...uh...I'm flattered Kirk. B-but uh....I'm not...um...available." James stuttered out. Kirk blushed. "Aah." He dropped his head out of James' view and scratched at the back of his neck. "Who's the lucky girl?" He smiled, sitting up straight. James blushed even darker. "Well...not girl. Im in a relationship with Chris Broderick of Megadeth." He admitted. Hopefully Kirk wouldn't be angry with him. He blushed even darker this time, whispering to himself. "Damn it... he's hot." James gave him a look. "I-I mean, wow, Chris huh?" He played with the edge of his shirt. "Well caught, James." He turned a darker shade of red. "Yeah. He is. Was afraid you'd be angry when you found out." "No, I'm not angry... just a little, I dunno, disappointed?" Kirk thought through what he'd said and wrinkled his nose. "Not with you... for me." He smiled. Looking over at him, James wrinkled his eyebrows. "Jealous? What...I mean...uh...." Kirk mumbled. "I find him hot, I find you hot... you're perfect for screwing up my goddamn libido... and making me ridiculously jealous of the pair of you." About to say something when they pulled up to the hotel, James smiled at Kirk. "I think you need a drink." A smile curved his lips. "Sound like a good plan?" He sighed. "Great plan." Wrapping an arm around Kirk James squeezed his shoulders. "You never told me you know..." He said softly. He smiled sadly. "Sometimes..." He hesitated. "sometimes, it's best to keep it quiet. You never know how people are going to react." "Yeah....I understand that..." James said softly. "Come on Kwirky. Let's go get you properly drunk." James offered. "Mmmhmm," Kirk nodded with a smile. "I'll drink to that." "Sounds like a plan." He said, grinning. Leading Kirk to the hotel bar James instructed the bartender to give Kirk whatever he wanted. "Bottle of Red Wine please." He smiled kindly, desperately, at the bartender. Sitting next to Kirk, James hugged him gently. "Let's do this properly. Could I get a glass of water?" Kirk sank down into his seat, waiting for his drink. "I'm sorry," He murmured. "I've made this awkward haven't I?" |
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| namenlos | June 28, 2011, 7:02 pm Post #41 |
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Carry on James... get Kirky properly drunk, and then...
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| Jik Hyun | June 28, 2011, 11:03 pm Post #42 |
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| Aria | June 30, 2011, 10:52 pm Post #43 |
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Here is the next part, and after some...uh, stuff, prepare for some heartbreak. It'll end happy, I PROMISE. ALWAYS HAPPY ENDINGS. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Nah. Awkward was Lars breaking up with me for no reason and leaving me heartbroken." James said, taking a sip of his water. "You find me hot. That's one hell of a compliment." The bartender passed him his bottle and a glass. He poured himself some and knocked most of the glass full back in one glug. He smiled. "Knocking them back quickly? Sounds like a good plan." James said, grinning at him. "You, sir, are just trying to get me drunk. I'm just trying to get one back nice and fast as a bolster." He smiled, pouring himself another. James smiled a little bit. "Maybe. But it sounds like you need it." He sipped from his glass and smiled. "Maybe I do, maybe I don't." "What are you thinking about Kirk?" James asked. "Nothing, my mind is clear." Kirk smirked. "Are you sure about that?" James asked, looking up at him. "I think you should have another glass of wine." "James, what're you plotting in that baffling mind of yours?" He grinned, sipping his wine. "I'm plotting nothing." James said, smiling at him. "Alright." He smiled back, necking another glass, pouring more. "At this rate, you're gonna have to carry me to my room." "We have a car, and you don't weigh that much Kwirky. Don't worry about it." He said, smiling at him. "Yeah, I know." He sighed, watching James. A blush crept up over his face, eyes falling down. Looking over at him, James smiled and winked at him again. "So keep drinking and stop worrying about it." He sipped casually on his drink. "So," he looked into his glass as though he was searching for something. "How long have you and Chris been... you and Chris?" James looked down and sighed a little bit. "Well, we've been together for several months now." "There's something up, huh?" Damnit, what the fuck was up with Kirk making him blush like a little girl? "Yeah, maybe. I think we're both a little unsure on that front at the moment. "Aww, I'm sorry." He smiled, patting James on the shoulder. "Nah, it's a good thing. I mean, he told me loved me, and I care about him, so, I think I'm falling in love with him, but…how do you KNOW?" James gave a rather helpless grin at Kirk. "Just don't know what I'm doing. Fucked up once with Lars. I don't wanna do that again." He admitted. "A guy like him tells you he loves you and you get all cold cocked?" Kirk gazed at him like his head was missing. "You and Lars ended years ago. Plus, it was the other way around, y'know." James blushed and looked down at his glass of water. "Yeah. He wasn't happy about it. But….afterward, I think he got what I was trying to say." He said, taking another slow sip and wincing at the mention of Lars. "So Lars told me." "Ah, I think I know what's happened here." He waggled his finger. "He told you he loved you, you couldn't say it back, you gave him a reason to think that he was right for thinking that maybe you loved him back by giving it to him nice and gentle... am I right?" Looking down he mumbled. "Well it started nice and gentle….then turned into biting and hair pulling." "Oooh, baby!" He grinned, biting his lip. "Couldn't take the nice nice for too long?" Staring down at his glass, James took another slow sip and shivered. "Uh, guess you could say that. We don't pan out well with nice and slow according to our track record." "Wow... you've got him well trained." Just the thought of them going at it hard and fast, made Kirk's insides party like it was 1969. "I'd love to be a fly on the wall during that little show..." He sipped his drink. "Think it goes both ways." James said thoughtfully, looking over at Kirk. "I'd have loved to be a fly on the wall for that show and I was participating." "So, he's a bedroom performer too?" He finished his third glass in double quick time. "I can't say I'm surprised." "Try a Rembrandt." James said, finishing off his water and getting another glass. This conversation was starting to turn him on. "Fucking gorgeous shirtless too by the way." He added, winking at Kirk. "Uhhh... I can't even imagine it." He smiled. "Next time you get him topless, take photos." Kirk chuckled. "Nu-uh. He's all mine shirtless. I could take one of those morning-after photos, him all wrapped up in the blankets…." James said, trying to tease Kirk. "Now you're jerking my chain." He nodded incredulously. "Dangling him in front of my hungry eyes like a piece of meat." James blinked at him. "Hungry eyes? Thought you said you never get hard up." He teased even further, not sure why he was pushing this with Kirk. "No, I just get hard." He smirked. "Especially when you look like the cat that's eaten the bird and then licked up it's blood off the floor." Now he was back to blushing like a fucking schoolgirl. "Can't help it. He's a damn delicious canary. First one I've ever tasted too." James added, letting THAT sink in. "Damn right he's one hot piece of man." He nodded before realizing what James had said. "Your first? Are you kidding me? Damn James..." "F-first time swallowing and going down on another guy, yeah." He blushed darkly. "Just…." "Wow, I'd like to see that." He blushed. He was suddenly ready to fuck like nothing else. His face, neck and chest were darkening to red. "Fucking hell of a lot harder than it looks." He added. Kirk suddenly blushed deeper. "I take back that thing that I was about to say." Hold your tongue Hammett. James blinked in confusion. "What were you about to say?" "I was..." He gulped back his drink "about to say that... I find it quite easy." Forget turning red. At that comment, James turned fucking scarlet. "Oh. Um. Ah." Fuck, this conversation was turning him on so fucking bad. "And that reaction..." He turned away from James, draining his bottle and signaling for another. "...Was the reason why I didn't start to say it." James bit his lip and managed to ask softly. "Uh…does it…um, get easier with practice?" "Yeah, once you get to know how it all happens and how certain things feel..." He blushed. "Any training equipment?" "Training equipment? What the fuck, do training dildos actually exist? Chris said he'd get me one, but I told him I'd practice on him." James said, looking at him curiously. "Well, really, it's just a dildo so, you can practice when he's not around... and I can't believe I'm talking to you about this." He blushed, giggling. Thinking about it, James looked down. "Uh, sorry. Just…uh…have been hard up myself." Kirk stroked James head, feeling suddenly tipsy. "S'okay." He mumbled. "You were just the last person that I'd expect to talk to about the joys of gay sex... that's all." James blushed. "Yeah….found out about that back in the 80's. Thanks to Lars." "But yeah, once you've done it a few times, you'll be peachy." Kirk explained. "Yeah." James said, pouring himself a glass of wine and taking sip of it. Kirk grinned and followed suit, picking up his glass and swirling the liquid around in it. "So, what do we do now, huh?" He smiled softly. "We're both riled up, your guy's elsewhere and there's no-one home waiting for me... what do we do?" He leaned against James, nuzzling his body with his head. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ I will say only one thing to all of this. IT ENDS HAPPEH, I PROMISE. |
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| namenlos | July 1, 2011, 12:09 am Post #44 |
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| Aria | July 3, 2011, 7:09 pm Post #45 |
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Time for a rather hot JamesxKirk scene that I know you are all going to love. And I promise, I PROMISE that this ends happy. Torr and I are working on epilogue #2 (which will be the last one....probably...) that gives everyone a happy ending. <3 Thank you for reading!! _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "Go home and j-jack off." James said, shivering a little bit at the nuzzle to his chest. "Eh," Kirk dismissed that thought like yesterday's trash. "Boring." He chuckled. "Could we not... just once?" Blinking in confusion, James looked at him. "Just do what.....? "James," He sighed. "I kissed you in the car." He whispered pointedly. "You know exactly what I'm talking about." "No, I got that bit." James whispered back. "I meant exactly what you want to DO." "I just want to maybe... kiss a little, get off... and not be lonely doing it..." Kirk smiled softly, not pushing the envelope too far. Thinking for a long moment on how lonely Kirk seemed looking at him and how that smile reminded him of Chris, it wasn't hard to get him to nod. "A-all right." "You don't have to but, I'd really appreciate the company..." His lips twitched into a tiny smile, a plea. He didn't want to break through James and Chris but, he wanted what James could give him right now. Comfort. Someone to hang by. Leaning closer, James glanced around for a long moment before pressing a gentle kiss to Kirk's cheek. "Come on you. Upstairs we go." He ordered softly, wrapping his arm around Kirk and tugging him off the chair. He pressed against James' lips, following his drag from his ass to his feet and going upstairs. He put the key card in the door and opened it, kicking off his shoes and removing his jacket. He sat down on the edge of the bed and waited to see where James would move to next. James kicked off his shoes as well and turned to look at Kirk, walking over to him and sitting next to him. "I'm not gonna bite." James teased, looking at him. "Well, not unless you want me to." He added a wink, hoping to get Kirk to relax. "Maybe, I might let you do that later..." He reached out to James and brought him down to him. "Let me know when I get out of line." Smiling, James blushed as Kirk pulled him back and onto the bed, nervousness suddenly overtaking him. Kirk was in control here. "O-okay. I can do that." "Good." He leaned up and kissed him softly, testing the waters, trying out how far he could take James before he'd cut him off. "Y-yeah." James whispered, feeling Kirk's lips press against his, melting a little bit. His lips were so soft and gentle…. He tried to get James to reciprocate by gently cupping the back of his head and guiding it down. He knew why James was resisting but, no-one had to know. One of them had to take control, or they would wake up and realize how insane this was. Shifting, James took Kirk's shoulders and pinned him to the bed, straddling him, grinding their cocks together slowly. "Better…" Leaning down, he kissed Kirk again, still a bit shy, but in control now. "Mmmm... much." Kirk moved what little of his arms that he could, rolling his hips against James, kissing him back fervently, stroking his lower back, holding him down. James moaned and deepened the kiss, drinking in more and more of those soft lips as they rocked together slowly, growling. Kirk smirked up at him, leaning into that kiss, deepening it, devouring more and more of him, rocking against him slowly, even through their jeans, it was incredibly hot. He moaned softly against James' mouth, drawing him in, the heat between them building. "I need to take my shirt off... too hot..." At the mention of taking his shirt off, he blushed, but James reached down and slowly pushed Kirk's shirt up and off, staring at all of the skin that was revealed. "That better?" "Not yet." He smiled mischievously, removing James' shirt with a little struggle. "This is better." Kirk’s cheeks darkened some before kissing James again. James looked down at him, suddenly feeling shy. He wasn't as well built as Kirk was, not anymore. "If you say so." Leaning into the kiss, James moaned softly. Kirk moved his hands up James' back and sighed into their embrace. He felt himself getting harder in his jeans... and damn it if it wasn't fair. He knew James was too. He sunk his short nails into his skin, groaning needily. Gasping as those nails sank into his skin, James moaned softly. "Ahhhh…." His hips started to move even more eagerly against Kirk's, and fuck it felt so damn GOOD. "Nnnn... god..." He sighed softly, moaning with James' speed. He bucked his hips up to match him. James leaned down and kissed his ear. "Tell me…tell me what you want me to do." He purred out. "Touch me... a little..." He panted slowly, softly, his hands curling against James' back. Pulling away, James started to kiss down Kirk's chest. "I'll do you one better." He purred out, trailing his tongue over his nipples, sucking on them lightly. Kirk fell back against the covers with a grin. Seething moans, as James moved over his skin. "What're you doing?" he whispered. "You'll see." James purred out softly. His hands reached down and slowly undid the button on Kirk's jeans and tugged them down his hips, then his boxers next. "Something I noticed with Chris? He has calluses in the same spots of his hands that I do, but his hand feels so much BETTER than mine." Wrapping his hand around Kirk's cock, James started to stroke him easily. He moaned softly, feeling James' strong intimate touch. "Anyone's hand feels better than your own." Kirk groaned long. "Callouses in the same places or smooth hands, it doesn't..." He gulped. "...matter." James stroked Kirk slowly, staring up at him, grinning at him. "Tell me exactly what you have done to yourself." He ordered, staring at him. "And... exactly what... do you mean?" He grinned hazily, stroking up into James' hand. Blushing, he bit his lip, and teased his finger across the tip, kissing down Kirk's stomach. "Do you keep any toys around that you like fantasizing with?" "Mmmm..." He moaned suddenly at the touch over his sensitive tip. "Yeah... just one." Glancing up at Kirk, James started to stroke him even faster. "Oh? What kind of toy? Something you fuck yourself with….? Pretending it is someone else…?" "Oh..." Kirk ground his head back against the sheets. "I could pretend it was anyone else." He smirked, a moan escaping his barely parted lips. "Just a vibrating prostate massager... nothing particularly... nnnn... fuck... special..." Teasing his finger across the tip again, James let his other fingers stroke and squeeze his balls gently. "Mmmm. And who would you think of? Lars? Rob?" He chuckled, moaning. "Nuh uh... even though Rob has the most majestic cock, I don't think of it." Rock rocked into his hands, heightening his pleasure. "No. Just anyone that'd come into my mind at the time... anyone..." "Wanna give me specifics? You've intrigued me." James said. "Why don't you dream of Rob and his 'majestic cock'?" He teased, stroking him even more quickly. "Why not Rob?" he gulped. "Doesn't get me hard. Well, not thinking of him anyways." He moaned loudly, tension in his body piquing. "Specifics?" Kirk rolled his hips, growling quietly. "You, Lars... you're gonna hate me..." James snorted. "Kirk, I'm sitting here stroking your cock. I really don't think I'm gonna hate you." He whispered, kissing lower down his stomach. "Not even if..." He groaned. "I'd maybe thought... of your lover..." he bit his lip, waiting for a punch, slap or bite that may follow. His breath caught and he froze, looking up at Kirk. "Y-you've thought of Chris? Fucking you?" James whispered. "See?" He smiled warily. "I knew you'd hate me for it..." Kirk blushed. "Might... surprise you to know that... I tasted the canary before you could smell his blood..." James thought about that for a moment. "No. I don't hate you Kirk. But….did you do more with Chris? Did he fuck you?" He whispered. Kirk sat up, pulling slightly back from James. "Y-Yeah... he did..." He sighed. His mouth went dry, his body heated up, and it was all he could do not to jump Kirk right then and there. "Well, then you've still got one up on me." James said, smiling a little bit. "And he's not asked you if you'd take him?" Kirk smiled, remembering that one time... and how it'd felt. Shaking his head, James blushed. "Never done that before either." "Mmmm... then you've got a hell of a ride..." He moved closer to him once more, leaning down to eye level with James. "... in store for you." Kirk’s body thrummed with desire, keeping eye contact with James. "Let's put it this way..." He pecked his lips. "He knows how to use it... he just wouldn't let me use mine on him." "He's only been on the receiving end with me. Did you want to try giving it to him and did he refuse?" James asked, looking down at Kirk. "I wanted to... but, he said he didn't want to try it and was consumed with fucking me senseless... not getting getting fucked by me." He chuckled. "Obviously waiting for someone who could dominate him. He's a walking brick wall." James licked his lips slowly. "So after that one time, you've dreamed of him fucking you when you've touched yourself?" __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Spoiler: click to toggle |
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