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Love, Kisses and.......Kirk?; James HetfieldxChris Broderick, eventually JHxCBxKH
Topic Started: June 15, 2011, 1:39 am (7,435 Views)
Olyamet
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:drool :drool :drool

James... Kirk... James...

MORE!!! :drool
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Can't. Stop. There.

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namenlos
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Can't. Stop. There.

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THIS.
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We need MOAR! Don't we girls? :D
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guitar*star
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MORE PLEASE!! This was incredibly hot! And the idea of Chris fucking Kirk is simply mind-blowing. I hope more will be up very very soon!
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Aaaaaaaaand here comes the drama llama, WOO WOO! Anyways. Enjoy the next piece, cause...uh...it's yummy.
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"Sometimes..." He grinned. "I see him and remember it..." Kirk bit his lip salaciously. "...and how hot it was... and he is."

"You little shit. You know exactly how hot he is without his shirt on, don't you?" He whispered.

A naughty smile crossed his face. "I only got it unbuttoned..."

His eyes widened a little bit. "God…you two are so fucking….fuck." Growling a little bit, James leaned down and claimed Kirk's lips in a kiss.

Kirk giggled into their kiss, pulling James on top of him again. "I know..." He breathed between kisses.

"You know, when I had walked into this, I had no intention whatsoever of fucking you." James growled out. "Now the thought is so fucking tempting I can barely stand it."

He blushed deeply. "I... I'd love it..." Another moan.

"Bet you would." James purred out. "But sadly, no. I'll give you something special though." James whispered, kissing down his stomach and nuzzling his cock slowly.

"Just... don't leave yourself with blue balls James..." He moaned as he nuzzled him. "I know you won't let me touch you..."

James' breath caught. Kirk knew him too well. "I'll be fine. Don't worry." He reassured cock, sucking the tip of his cock into his mouth. Chris was bigger, thicker, longer…Kirk was much easier to swallow.

"Oh god, James..." His breath hitched as he sucked him into his mouth.

He couldn't help the image that came to mind. Chris fucking him while he sucked on Kirk's cock. God, all he wanted was the ability to drive his cock harder and deeper into him. Make him scream. Focusing on Kirk, James started to bob his head up and down over him.

He moaned, gripping James' shoulders tight. "Fuuuuck... yes..." He growled on the 's', watching James move on his aching cock.

Focusing on the cock between his lips, James sucked even harder on him than before, teasing his tongue across the slit, licking even harder on him, glancing up at him to see how close he was.

He panted, breathing through his nose, moaning hard. "God, James... your mouth..." Kirk swallowed harshly, eyes rolling back in his head. "Fucking... hell..."

Deciding to do the thing that had driven Chris absolutely wild, James pulled off of him and blew on the tip.

"Nnnn... fuck, where'd you learn that...?" He grunted as James blew on him.

"You can thank Lars for that particular trick." James whispered before he swallowed him even further.

He moaned softly under another pant. "Mmm... I'll thank him personally..." Kirk grinned. "Joke... nnnn... fuck yes..."

James bobbed his head eagerly, wanting to feel Kirk lose control and come, wanting to feel him explode, needing him to feel it. Swallowing him to the root, James inhaled slowly before pulling back to suck on just the head of his cock.

Kirk breathed harshly out through his nose, bringing his thumb to his mouth, biting at it. "Ohhh... fuck... shit--" He clenched his muscles, exploding in James' mouth with a harsh cry. "Fuuuuuck..."

Thanks to Chris, James had had a little more practice at this. When Kirk exploded, James swallowed him down, drinking him in before he finally pulled away. "Mmmmm. Taste as good as you look."

He sighed happily, spent. "You feel... as good as I'd imagined..." Kirk smiled, pulling him up to him, wanting to taste the last few moments on his lips.

Leaning in, James kissed Kirk again, slowly, tangling their tongues together. "Mmmmmmmm."

He breathed in through his nose. "I'd like to roll you over... and say 'my turn...' but, I know the answer." Kirk mumbled between contact. He deepened, tasting himself on James, purring like a cat.

James pulled away again and smiled at him, kissing his forehead gently. "You'd be right. It's a negative answer."

"Mmmhmm... sad though it may seem..." Kirk kissed his chin. "You should go..." He stroked his chest lightly.

"Yeah." James said softly, rolling away from that tempting mess on the bed. "I should get going. You'll sleep well tonight." He added, looking at him and smiling.

He chuckled, if a little disheartened. "Don't worry, I will." He sat up. "You don't forget to... well, I know that you will." He grinned.

Shooting a glance back at the curly-haired mess on the bed, James felt his heart flip flop. "I'll see what I can do." He said, opening the door and slipping out.

Kirk fastened his jeans and darted up from the bed, handing James his t-shirt and pulling him to his lips one more time. "You'll need this... and thank you..."

James wrapped his arms around Kirk and squeezed him gently as he leaned into the kiss. "Don't thank me Kirk. Just…don't go looking so sad, okay?" He whispered.

"Oh, I'm not upset." He grinned. "Being upset is for fools..." He held on gently as James stepped out of the door.

Winking at him, James leaned in for another kiss and then pulled away. "Then try not to be as lonely when you dream about my lover fucking you."

"Whose lover?"

Kirk looked down the hall way, wide eyed, dropping his hands to his sides. "Oh... shit..." He whispered.

James looked up, seeing Chris walking down the hallway, smiling at him until he saw his angry face. "Well. Mine. You, specifically." He said, watching Chris approach him.

Chris ran his hand through his hair, shaking his head. "Is he why?" He growled. "Why you never came to see me?" Chris backed James against the wall, fists balled with anger.

"W-what?" James asked, backing up. "No, no! Of course not!"

"Bullshit James!" He ground through his teeth. "I saw you kissing him..." He spat, casting a finger at Kirk. "And I suppose that's his room?"

"Tonight is the first night I've ever looked at Kirk twice, let alone kiss him!" James said, reaching out and grabbing Chris' arm. "He had nothing to do with this. We aren't involved."

"You know what? I get it..." He snorted.

"Chris, he's telling the truth!" Kirk ground out.

"You, shut up." He glared at Kirk. "He's closer to you, you're together more often..." His teeth set on edge. "I should have known..."

James looked up at Kirk, then at Chris. "Th-there's nothing to get baby. Just…please, believe that. We aren't together."

"Don't fucking 'baby' me!" Chris stepped back off of James. "Why don't we just end this... you be with him..."

His eyes went wide and he flinched. "N-no. I want to be with you. Please, don't go, please."

"Clear... as fucking day!" Chris growled like a wounded animal. "He's in your eyes James, I can smell him all over you... we're over."

"Chris, wait!" Kirk called out, trying to fix things before they fell apart in front of him.

"Fuck you, Kirk!" Chris stomped away, seething with anger.

"No, please, please don't go…" James whispered, staring at Chris as he stomped off.

He didn't look back at them. Disgusted. Heartbroken. He wiped his eyes in disbelief. He ran down the stairs, got in his car and drove off. Heading home.

Kirk reached out to James' shoulder. "Wait--"

James ignored Kirk. Turning his back, he strode down the hallway, tears already falling. He'd done it again. Fallen in love, then destroyed it. "It's not your fault Kirk. Don't you dare blame yourself." James called out, opening his door and slamming it shut behind him.

Kirk felt his eyes well up. "He's... so angry..." He thought aloud. "What've I done..." He sobbed, returning to his room and closing the door shut behind him.

Chris' anger and upset suddenly caught up to him as he shot down the freeway. He pulled his car over as soon as he could and keeled over onto the seat next to him and whimpered, tears beginning to fall. He quietly cried himself to sleep, whispering just three words over again. "How could he?"





Kirk ran his fingers through his hair and knocked on Chris' door. He had to make things right after destroying them. Chris had to know that it wasn't James' fault or idea for what had happened yesterday. Squaring himself and getting ready to see the other brunette again, he waited for him to answer.

He hadn't slept long. Only long enough to gather enough strength to face the day. He'd laid in bed in silence for the last two hours, remembering what he'd seen the night before. He heard the knock to his door, dismissing it for a moment. "Can't be important at this hour..." Chris whispered to himself. The knocks continued. "Fucks sake..." He grunted, dressing in a tank top and jogging pants, walking calmly down the stairs. He opened the door... and snorted. "'The fuck do you want?" His head throbbed, maybe that whiskey last night wasn't as good of an idea as he'd previously thought.
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Olyamet
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Ohhh!!! Cris is pissed!
Can't wait to know what happens next!


MOAR!!!
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Oh, I hope Chris will be alright! :( But OMG what a hot scene between Kirk and James... :drool
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Oh, I hope Chris will be alright! :( But OMG what a hot scene between Kirk and James... :drool
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:o eep. what now?
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NOOOOOOOO you can't stop here!! I need more!!!
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Drama mixed with hotness? I THINK SO~~

Sorry for the delay in posting guys, but on an official note, this fic is finally FUCKING FINISHED. DONE DONE DONE!! *dances* Torr and I are super excited, and while I have a bunch more to go through and do basic edits for, woohoo, it's done! <3
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"I need to talk to you about last night." Kirk said, pushing his way in the front door, crossing his arms, looking at Chris, telling himself not to notice how Chris looked, freshly rolled out of bed like that and how much he wanted to bury his fingers in that curly hair, press against him, rub against him, fuck him. Everything.

"What if... I don't wanna talk?" Chris groaned like a bear with a sore head, running his hands through his long waves, walking into the kitchen for an aspirin, uncaring that Kirk had just pushed his way into his home. He figured James would have something to say if Kirk went back to his place with two black eyes and some missing teeth.

Kirk huffed and looked at him. "Well, we are going to talk regardless." He said, staring at him.

"Well then, I'll let you talk... doesn't mean I have to listen..." He put the pill in his mouth and chased it with some orange juice, sitting down at his breakfast counter. The room fell into awkward silence. Chris raised his eyebrows to Kirk. "You came to talk, so fucking talk... that, or you can leave."

Kirk took a deep breath and walked over to Chris.  "James didn't start any of what happened last night.  I guilted him into it.  I had kissed him on the way to the hotel, he pulled away and told me he was with you, the proceeded to help me drink my misery away.  I told him that I was lonely, and I got him talking about you."  He gave a small smile.  "The man does wax romantic about those he loves."  Looking down at his hands, he took a slow and deep breath.  "Look.  James, didn't let me touch him.  I told him I needed to get off and made him help me.  Please...don't...leave him."  Kirk whispered, wrapping his arms around himself.  He'd destroyed this, now he would do whatever he had to to fix this.  

He smiled sarcastically. "But... he touched you, right?" He saw the guilty look on Kirk's face and scratched his arm. "Yeah, I can tell. There wasn't just kissing going on in that room. That's all I care about." Chris shook his head. "I love him, Kirk. I told him so but, he couldn't tell me that he loved me back." He sniffed. "I've been suspicious of him ever since." Chris tilted his head down, staring at Kirk. "Also, you could never guilt trip someone like James... into getting you off. No, no. He must've wanted it. Whether he let you touch him or not. He still touched you."

He narrowed his eyes.  "And do you have any idea how guilty he feels about not being able to say it back?"  Kirk asked, glaring at Chris.  "Do you know what it took for him to admit he was falling in love with you?  Of course not.  That was terrifying for him."  Walking closer, he pressed a finger to his chest.  "You don't think I could guilt and seduce him into my bed?  That I could make a man, any man, even James, want me?"  Kirk felt his lips curl into a small smirk.  "You know better than that.  I got you into my bed, and you fucked me so hard I couldn't walk straight."  He purred out, advancing on Chris.  "Do you really, REALLY think I couldn't seduce a hard-up James who was telling me flat-out that he missed you, and wanted you?"  

"I take my previous comment back." He grinned like a hungry animal. "Of course you could seduce any one if they were dying for it..." Chris hit the wall and grabbed Kirk by the shoulders, spinning him round, switching their positions, pinning him against the cold wall. "You're a slut." He smirked back at Kirk. "Of course James couldn't tell me the same back. He obviously still has people on his 'Pieces of ass to fuck' list."

He chuckled. "If he missed me and wanted me as much as you say... he could've come and found me. We were on the same damn premises. Explain your way out of that one, Kirk."

Watching Chris, Kirk smirked and gasped as Chris pinned him against the wall.  "Damn straight I could."  He licked his lips, the slut comment hurting, but he wouldn't show that to Chris.

"James didn't fuck me specifically because of me you, you ass!"  Kirk snarled back, leaning closer to Chris.  "The only, and I do mean only reason I am not in his room begging for him to fuck me senseless right now is because I had to listen to him fucking SOB last night."  Pushing Chris back with a shove, Kirk glared at him.  "James loves you.  He loves you.  But you didn't exactly leave the door open for him to come after you.  James doesn't know what to do with shit like this!  He's been in a grand total of two relationships with men!  Lars, and you!  He's so scared of making things worse that he's sitting in his room fucking relapsing as an alcoholic, crying his heart out over you!"  

He let Kirk go on that last comment. "Well, he should've thought of that... before sticking his tongue down your throat." Chris crossed his arms over his chest. "Should've thought about who he might hurt. If he loves me so much... then why would he risk being caught in a public place, kissing another guy? Let alone... you." He put his hands in his pockets. "And you think he was the only one who cried alone last night?" His head hurt again, upset be damned, he wasn't going to cry in front of Kirk. He didn't deserve to see him like this. "The only question I could ask myself last night was 'How could he do this to me?'" His eyes filled up with tears. "Why would he do this? The pair of you could be lying through your teeth just to make me come around and 'see reason'. You could've been getting the fuck of your life in there and I would have no idea."

"You know, I'll let that comment about me slide.  Cause I know you think I'm the band slut and whatnot."  Kirk said, derision for himself leaking into his tone.  "Fine.  Want proof I'm not lying through my teeth and that I'm not going to go running back to James the minute I walk out this door?"  He asked, stepping closer again, dropping to his knees in front of Chris.  "Fine.  I'll do what sluts do best, right?"  Kirk whispered, unzipping Chris' pants, his hands diving in, starting to stroke the other brunette slowly, lowering his head to the tip of his cock.  Best not to answer the why question, telling Chris that James had a hero complex would only make shit more complicated.  Instead he focused on sucking him into his mouth eagerly, bobbing his head over his hardening cock.  

Chris breathed out through his nose, angrily clenching his jaw tight shut. "Jesus, Kirk... you don't get it." He'd decided to let him stay on his knees and do what he wanted, letting him touch him and suck him. "Sucking my cock... doesn't prove a thing." He tangled his hands hard into his hair, pushing him down to his base with a harsh groan. "Fuck..." Chris tilted his head back. "If it wasn't for how pissed off... I am at you, I'd have you over the back of the sofa..."

He moaned deeply. "But, I wouldn't wanna give you the satisfaction."

Kirk pulled away and teased his tongue along the tip.  "You really think I'd be here on my knees for you if I had James waiting for me at home?  You'd know better than I would how fucking horny that bastard is."  He purred out, stroking him harder and faster, swallowing just the tip, one of his hands reaching down to tease at his balls before he pulled away again.  "He went down on you.  First time ever."  Kirk whispered, swallowing Chris all the way to the root, eager to drive him wild and make him moan again, determined to make him want to bend him over the sofa.  

"I know," He growled. "I figured it out after he choked on my come." Chris smiled remembering it but, it hurt. He'd pretty much figured out that Kirk was telling him this because, he was James' second. His hands eased in Kirk's hair, grabbing him by his shoulders and pulling him off of him, towards the living room. "I'm not awake enough to be blown whilst standing up..." He complained, smirking. He sat down on the sofa, pushing Kirk down to his crotch.

Kirk growled as he was pulled away and is brought over to the couch, Chris pushing him down to his lap again, leaning down and swallowing him eagerly.  James would probably be here in less than an hour.  Not a lot of time.  But enough to get done what he wanted to.  "Mmmmmm."  Sucking even more eagerly on Chris, Kirk did everything, every trick he knew of to get Chris off, one of his fingers reaching behind his balls to press at the small patch of skin there, wanting to send him flying over the edge.  

"Oh fuck... you're so good Kirk..." He moaned eagerly, watching and feeling Kirk pull out almost all the stops... save for one. "If you really wanna service me..." Chris groaned. "Put a finger inside me." He grinned, a dare. "Otherwise, I'm gonna shove my cock so far down your throat... that it won't need to go up your ass."

Hiding the pain that entered his eyes at the mention of servicing, Kirk pulled off of his cock for a moment and sucked on his finger, slicking it, spreading Chris' legs, and pressing it inside him, returning to sucking his cock eagerly.  This was for James.  And for Chris.  He could pretend that this was what he wanted, that this was all that he was good for.  

"Nnnn... the problem... the problem you have is, now, you're the scapegoat." He pushed down on Kirk's finger, finding the right spot himself against him. He stroked Kirk's head. "If you'd not gone after James in the first place, you wouldn't be experiencing this." He moaned. "Lars called Dave... told him that he'd kill him if I hurt his guitarist..." Chris hissed, bucking up. "Didn't count on him... turning the tables." He leaned forward, getting as close to Kirk as he could. "I'm sorry it had to be you..." He stroked his sinful head. "You know how much I admire you but, you constantly make the wrong decisions." He whimpered, kissing Kirk's forehead.

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please let things work out.
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Eep... this is hot, but damn! How did Kirk get himself into this? :unsure:
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I hope it works!
But Kirk and Chris... :drool :drool :drool
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