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| No Secrets In The Closet; JHxCBxKH - Epilogue Number One of the Sex in Sofia Series | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: August 16, 2011, 3:01 pm (5,169 Views) | |
| Aria | August 16, 2011, 3:01 pm Post #1 |
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Well. This came from watching Youtube videos of interviews for the Big Four. >> Then it exploded into....well...probably one of the longest sex scenes I've ever written in my life. DAMN. Just in case you haven't been following along up until now, this is the epilogue for the Sex in Sofia series. Here are the first four stories: First: Sex and Caffeine in Sofia Second:One Night in Romania Third: Rolled Over Down Under Last, but certainly not least: Love, Kisses and......Kirk? At end count all these together ended up at over 80k, so this is an epic of sexy goodness. I have to thank my absolutely A-MAZING co-author Torr for being wonderful to work with and doing an incredibly kick-ass job. And all of you peeps who are out there putting up with our Chris Broderick addiction. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Chris was bored. His polite smile was fixed right in place as Dave and the others continued to talk. Kirk could see it from a mile away. Grinning a little bit, he leaned forward and caught Chris' eyes, rolling his eyes at this whole thing, licking his lips a little, knowing Chris would stare. James nearly growled when he saw Kirk teasing Chris. Reaching over the table, he grabbed Chris' thigh and squeezed tightly, watching him jump. "Behave." He growled out, making sure his lips didn't move much. "I am." Chris growled back through a smile. Kirk had caught his attention in a big way. He could tell that he was as bored and irritated as he was. Maybe a little mid-meeting antics were in order. That ought to lighten the situation up some. Kirk's eyes lit up as he realized Chris was enjoying his teasing just a little bit. Letting his lips fall open, he licked them again, slower, spreading his legs slowly. It was hot out. Midsummer was nightmareish for heat. Especially around here. James looked over at him and smirked a little bit. "Like hell you are. Kirk's putting on one hell of a show for you." He whispered, glancing over at Kirk and groaning under his breath, feeling himself start to get hard. Fuck. Chris bit the side of his lower lip that James could see, not taking his eyes off of Kirk for a moment, breathing in deep through his nose. He felt a bead of sweat run down his back. Even with top class air conditioning, it was still overpoweringly warm. "Hot." He mumbled, wiping the back of his hand across his forehead. "That's all..." Liar. When Lars asked him a question, James turned to respond, one of his hands dropping to rub at the front of Chris' pants. If he wasn't gonna get the Kirk show, then he was at least going to make sure he got some solid teasing in. Kirk stretched, glad that he had worn a sleeveless top. His arms were glistening with sweat. Leaning back in his chair, he spread his legs and tilted back, grinning, looking over at Chris, who he could see much better now. Chris' entire body tensed, almost un-noticeably, shying away from James' attacking hand. He tilted his head to the side and watched Kirk, who'd moved to give him a better view. The sheen of sweat covering Kirk's skin was like a mirror for the sunlight coming through the blinds. So beautiful. He cast his eyes to James next to him and smirked. His mind disconnected from his mouth long enough for him to moan softly and whimper. "... so hot." He murmured under his breath. He rested his elbow on his thigh and leaned his head onto his hand, adjusting to make himself more comfortable. He ghosted his tongue across his top lip and held his lips a little open. Chris wasn't blowing James off, just stopping him from making him make suspicious noises in a room full of managers, concert heads and bandmates. James smirked and under the guise of stretching, got one more good grope in before he pulled his hand away to answer a few questions, letting those two enjoy teasing themselves into a frenzy. They'd have to stand up soon enough, then they'd be screwed. Smirking, he turned closer to Lars and whispered in his ear. "Tell your guitarist to stop flirting with mine." He teased, knowing that years ago, Lars had had a thing for Kirk, hoping to make him laugh. Lars only glared at him and turned back to the reporters. Kirk narrowed his eyes, seeing James tease Chris as well. Two could play at that game. Picking up his water bottle, he unscrewed the cap and chugged the water slowly, pulling the bottle away from him and letting the last few drops cascade down his chin and his neck, knowing Chris could see him perfectly. "I heard that." Chris smiled, talking to James but, eyes on Kirk's mouth. He tilted his head back down and gently nibbled on his finger, flicking it down his lip. He took his iPhone out of his pocket and began to text Kirk. I want you. Now. He sent the message, sincerely hoping that he'd set his phone to silent. Staring as Chris nibbled on his finger and watched him take his phone out, Kirk smirked. He was good at this game. Pulling out his phone when it vibrated, he smirked at the message, licking his lips again, leaning back in his chair, his fingers flying over the touch screen. Excellent. Figure out a way to get us out of this boring as fuck press conference, and we'll run to the nearest closet, I'll pin you against the wall, go down on you, suck you dry, then let you pin me to the wall and fuck me raw. Making sure to CC James on the message, just to be a jerk, Kirk grinned and waited for the response. James nearly growled when he glanced down and read the message Kirk had sent him, glancing over at he and Chris, seeing their smirks. Little fucking shitheads. He smirked boldly at the message that Kirk had sent back, noticing that he'd also sent it to James. Tease. a one-worded reply. He sent it and stood up from the conference table announcing the fact that he was leaving. The press wouldn't miss two of the seventeen men in attendance. They'd miss the third though. Lars, James and Dave were the ones who were asked all of the questions anyways. I'll wait for you outside. Waiting a few minutes, Kirk stood and stretched as well, walking out towards the direction Chris had gone, hoping that he would be pinned to the wall and moaned even more loudly, growling more than a little bit. Kirk sauntered along, heading outside, looking around for Chris, wondering where he had gone to. Chris took Kirk's hand gently, as he walked past, and pulled him down the corridor to a small, empty closet that he'd found, urging him inside. He locked the door behind them and tugged Kirk to him. "Been aching to have you to myself again." His heart pounded in his chest in excitement. Lighting up as Chris grinned at him, he pressed tightly against the other guitarist. "James is gonna be so pissed at us." He said, a little bit of guilt tilting his voice before he leaned up and kissed Chris, pressing his thigh between his legs and ground against him with another low moan. "Please." He kissed Kirk quickly, purring. "Mmmm... you're damn right he is but, right now..." Chris moaned as Kirk's thigh rubbed at his crotch. He loved when he did that. "I have more important things to worry about." He kissed Kirk back fully, toying with his shirt, grinding against his leg, putting his foot back against the wall, steadying himself. Kirk moaned into the kiss and leaned into the grinding, his cock hard and jumping for even more of a touch. "I think that you do too." He said softly and moaned even more loudly, grinding against Chris, desperate for a touch, wanting even more. He shifted his hand between Kirk's thighs, cupping his crotch, rubbing it slowly, moaning into the kiss, grasping at Kirk's backside. A groan escaped him, smiling, trailing his hand down the back of Kirk's pants, kneading flesh at the front and back. Groaning, Kirk leaned into the kiss, panting, wanting even more from him, eager for the touch, rocking into his hands. "F-fuck, Chris, nnnngh…" He panted out, moaning even more loudly. Fuck, it felt so good he could just die. "More, please more...." "God..." he growled, a short breath released through his nose that sounded more like a grunt. "I love this little ass of yours. So hot..." he purred, rocking his hips, grinding against Kirk's leg, sucking his lip, kisses getting messier and more urgent. Kirk moaned, biting his lip to keep from being too noisy and pressed his leg tighter against Chris, tugging the other brunette closer, grinding against his hip. "Mmmm…yes…fuck….yes…." Leaning up into his next kiss, he pressed all of himself against Chris, his hips moving desperately against him. "Yeah..." Chris whispered hoarsely between contact. "Quick... I want to do this... before we get... caught..." He panted, carefully taking a handful of Kirk's hair, hoping wholeheartedly that he'd got the message. "Please?" Pulling back with a groan, Kirk dropped to his knees and tore open Chris' pants, finding his hard cock and swallowing it whole, sucking hard on him. "Mmmmmmm." "Oh--" He choked. "Oh... fuck!" Chris ground out through clenched teeth, trying not to be too loud. "Fuck yes..." He dropped his head back against the wall, hand guiding Kirk's head over him, fingers massaging his scalp. Bobbing his head up and down eagerly, Kirk closed his eyes and fell into the motion, loving the hand tugging at his hair, reaching up to squeeze Chris' ass through his jeans, pulling him closer, swallowing more and more of him, moaning softly. "My god, Kirk..." He sighed, panting softly, moaning. He slowly and gently rolled his hips to meet Kirk's lips, groaning as he fell into a pattern. He wanted to scream and shout, the thought of it pushed out of his minds when he heard footsteps pass by the door. He bit down on his knuckles, silencing himself, quietly groaning sounds of pleasure, nudging back against Kirk's hands. "More..." He whispered. Chris moaning and groaning softly was only turning him on more, and it took everything he had to make sure that he didn't just jerk himself off as well. He wanted Chris' hands on him. Reaching up, Kirk teased at his balls with his fingertips, eager to get Chris off and drive him absolutely wild, teasing his tongue across the tip of his cock. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Yes. Sex in a closet. It gets better.
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| Oh Hell | August 17, 2011, 1:39 am Post #2 |
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I forgot how awesome this is. Just Chris/Kirk one on one is kinda win! Yeah and sorry if we're boring you with our Broderickitis but, we can't help it! Just drool and enjoy s'more awesomeness.
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| MetalliSarah | August 17, 2011, 3:06 am Post #3 |
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+ neverending drool.MORE pretty, pretty, pretty, please. Okay so I understand that you will post more and stuff, I just feel the urjent need to beg for this story. It's so hot and they havn't even had sex yet! |
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| larscriancinha | August 18, 2011, 3:55 am Post #4 |
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Anything Chris Broderick is fine with me. and sneaky sex in a closet~ ffff.
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| Burnout | August 18, 2011, 6:56 am Post #5 |
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FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!!!! CLOSET SEX!!!! *dead* |
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| guitar*star | August 18, 2011, 11:32 am Post #6 |
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MOOOORE!!! Those two are soooo hot! |
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| Jik Hyun | August 18, 2011, 2:27 pm Post #7 |
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mmm am loving these 3 together. |
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| Aria | August 19, 2011, 3:41 am Post #8 |
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.....yeeeeeeeeeeah. Y'all will enjoy this chapter. That's all I'm gonna say about it. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ His entire body flushed as he felt Kirk touch his balls, tightening under his fingers. "Nnnn... fuck..." His mouth hung open, heart beating faster. "Stand up..." Chris tugged his hair, pulling him up chest level, kissing him hard. Kirk pressed tightly against Chris, leaning into that hard and desperate kiss, wanting, needing more from him. "Oh, please, please, fuck, I'm so turned on…." He whimpered, ready to burst his zipper, rocking even more eagerly against him. Chris slid his hands down around Kirk's front, reaching the button on his pants and popping it open as quick as he could, ripping the zipper down, hand reaching inside for his hot, hard cock. He tugged it a couple of times, kissing him even more urgently. "I'm... gonna fuck you... senseless... if you're up for it..." Moaning again, Kirk arched into the hand and whimpered into the kiss, ready to start begging if Chris didn't hurry up. "Please, god, I want you so fucking bad." He managed to get out, panting even more loudly, yanking his pants down around his thighs and turning around, pressing his ass back against Chris, feeling that hard cock burning against him. He growled, filled with need, bending Kirk over pressing him against the wall. He didn't know how Kirk would feel about using saliva a lube but, he was also sure that, given the situation, he could care less. He sucked his fingers into his mouth, wetting them thoroughly, slicking between Kirk's ass cheeks, wriggling his fingers over his hole, teasing him. He spat into his other palm and slicked his cock, groaning softly into his own fist. "Can you take me... like this?" Desperate, yes. Barbaric and thoughtless, not so much. "Oh fuck yes, please…please!" Kirk begged, not caring about the volume of his voice anymore, just wanting Chris inside him, taking him hard and fast and right now. "Please, I want you fucking me, I need you inside me, please…" He panted, trying to keep his voice down, his desperation getting the better of him. "Shhh..." Chris whispered, trying to quiet Kirk a little as he held his waist with his hand, his other hand guiding himself against Kirk's waiting warmth. He pressed, pushing his tip in, groaning long and hard. "Fuck... tight... little ass..." He grabbed hold of the other side of his body and slid in further. Kirk rocked back against Chris, impaling him hard and deep. "Mmmmmmfffh!" Shoving his fist into his mouth to keep from screaming, Kirk's body bucked backward, begging for more from him. "Please, fuck, pleeeeeease…." He bit hard on the inside of his lip, tasting the familiar, metallic taste of blood, eyes rolling back in his head, closing. Feeling himself slide deep into Kirk's tight, hot ass. He leaned back, rutting the last half inch of himself forward, going as deep as he could. His body begged, hot and sweating. He stripped his t-shirt off over his head with one hand, drawing his hips back and slamming back into Kirk with a deep groan. "Fuck... yeah." Yanking off his own T-shirt, not caring where it fell, Kirk shuddered at the growl that escaped Chris. Dropping a hand to his own cock, he started to stroke himself eagerly, knowing that he wouldn't last long, rocking eagerly back against Chris. "More, harder, please, fuck, it's so good, more..." "Nuh-uh..." He grinned, wrapping his hand around Kirk's hand and stroking along with him, fucking him harder and faster, matching with his hand. The sweat rolled down his well-muscled chest as he leaned forward, pressing onto Kirk's back. He kissed his neck and licked over his ear. "Fuck yourself... hard." He panted, sucking his skin in-between his teeth. Whimpering when that larger hand wrapped around his and started to stroke, Kirk bucked back onto the cock, impaling himself harder and faster. "F-fuck…" He panted out, moaning even more loudly. Shoving his hips back against Chris over and over again, impaling himself, eager to do anything, anything to finish himself off. Chris groaned every time Kirk thrust back, taking him in deep and fast without fail. He was close but, determined to send Kirk over first. "Think you can come for me?" He purred deeply, licking the shell of Kirk's ear, burying himself deep, matching every movement Kirk made. Kirk moaned again, even more loudly and squirmed, moving back against Chris, wanting, needing more from him. "Please, yes, I'm so fucking closer, ahhh." Shoving his fist into his mouth again, he groaned and whimpered until he finally couldn't take it any longer and exploded all over the side of the closet, and Chris' hand, falling forward with a pant. A grin crossed his face as Kirk tensed around his cock in waves as he came. He growled into his ear, rutting into him like a possessed animal. "Fuck..." He clenched his jaw and thrust a couple more times, before coming deep inside him with a deep, rumbling groan. He seethed, over-sensitive, whimpering quietly, kissing whatever skin that his lips fell on. Whimpering, Kirk leaned back against Chris and tried to catch his breath. Fuck. It'd been a long time since he had done anything like that. "Y-yeah….fuck…." "You okay?" Chris panted softly, kissing his shoulder softly, cradling him as he gently withdrew from his body, turning him in his arms. He remembered Kirk's come on his hand and held it up in front of his face. "What to do, huh?" He grinned naughtily, sticking his tongue out. Leaning closer, his orgasm-bright eyes, Kirk teased his tongue out and along the white strands on Chris' fingers. "Mmmmm." Sucking one into his mouth, he nipped and sucked even more eagerly on his hand, looking up at Chris for his reaction. "Mmmm... dirty Kirk..." Chris smirked, sucking one of his fingers into his mouth, cleaning it off. "Just the way I like you." He slipped his hand away from Kirk's oral grip, kissing him deep, tasting him. Wrapping his arms around Chris' shoulders, Kirk pressed close to him and groaned. "Mmmm…" Licking his lips, he pulled away and stared up at Chris, his cheeks still flushed. Chris' cheeks colored deep red. "So beautiful." He drifted his fingers over Kirk's back and smiled. He wanted to hold him there forever, gaze at his post-orgasmic, glowing skin and sparkling eyes. After he started to come down from his high, Kirk pulled away and grinned a bit. "Mmm. We need to find James….and a shower…." "Yeah, we do." Chris chuckled. "I wonder how badly he's gonna punish us for sneaking off without him?" Chris thought about it for a second. "A lot." Kirk shuddered. He knew that James and Chris had a good collection of toys between themselves, he could only hope for proper punishment. "Proper punishment." He nodded slowly. "Oh yeah..." he grinned at Kirk for a second before hearing his phone ringing. He chuckled, gazing into Kirk's eyes. "That'll be our executioner. His personal ringtone." He kissed him full on the lips and smiled before reaching down to pick up his pants, kissing Kirk's belly on the way back up. His smile grew as he answered the call. "James..." "You two are in SO much fucking trouble." James growled, striding away from the meeting. "Now where the fuck are you?" Though he sounded angry, he was actually, very, very fucking turned on, and if he didn't get Chris or Kirk's lips wrapped around his cock in the next five minutes, he was gonna strangle both brunettes. Kirk giggled as he heard the anger and lust at the other end of the phone. "You gonna punish us, Daddy?" He grinned at Kirk, pressing his lips to his forehead. "You'll have to come find us." He pulled his pants up and buckled them slowly. Dress, quick. he mouthed to Kirk with a mischievous smile. James closed his eyes and growled. "You bet I am boy. Gonna make you scream and beg for me the second you get home. Spank your ass, tie you to the bed, have Kirk tease you, have you watch me fuck him, all the while, desperate and unable to come you're going to stare at me until you beg for Daddy to fuck you. Cause you're a dirty little boy who deserves to be punished." His voice was a low rumble as he strode through the hallways, looking for an appropriate closet. Tugging on his clothing as fast as he possibly could, Kirk grinned and nodded, getting himself as ready as he could, despite the obvious smell of sex that was clinging to the both of them. "You got that right." Chris bit his lip and nodded, looking around for his t-shirt. "Found us yet?" He tapped a button, turning it onto loudspeaker so that he could put on his shirt. He held it out to Kirk with a smile, dressing himself. Yanking open the door, James caught sight of Chris tugging on his shirt and smirked. "Yes. I'd say I have." He purred out, his eyes bright with lust, looking at the two disheveled men. ________________________________________________________________________________________________________ |
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| MetalliSarah | August 19, 2011, 4:06 am Post #9 |
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I. Love. You.
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| Oh Hell | August 19, 2011, 5:36 am Post #10 |
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Two. I love you two
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| larscriancinha | August 19, 2011, 6:05 am Post #11 |
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Words fail me. ... oh god yes. dom james? I be dead.
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| Burnout | August 19, 2011, 6:05 am Post #12 |
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PUNISH THEM JAAAAAMES!!!!! PUNISH!!!! Now!!!! |
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| guitar*star | August 19, 2011, 11:09 am Post #13 |
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C'mon James, punish them hard! Give them what they deserve! And do it very soon! |
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| MetalliSarah | August 19, 2011, 4:51 pm Post #14 |
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OF COURSE!! two!!!
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| Aria | August 20, 2011, 6:07 am Post #15 |
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. DOM JAMES. FUCK. KILL ME. CAUSE. FUCK. JUST.....FUCK. _________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Kirk's eyes went wide and he blushed, abruptly hanging up the phone. "God, I love that look." Chris growled, grinning as James ragged the door open. He straightened his shirt with a smile, receiving his phone from Kirk and pocketing it. "If neither of you two want to be fucked in a closet I suggest you get the hell out of there right now and get your asses into my car." James ordered, his voice still a low growl. Shivering, Kirk nodded. Fuck. Chris was right. James was sexier than all fuck like this. Chris' lips quirked into a pleased grin as he walked passed James without looking at him. He walked down the corridor with a swagger in his walk, doing his best to tease James. If he'd have his way, the wouldn't make it to the car but, James was pissed. Grabbing Kirk's hand, James tugged him along as he followed behind Chris, his eyes glued to his ass and the way it was swaying, yanking him down another empty hallway, growling out. "If we weren't in a stupid studio with a million fucking press I could bend you over and fuck you right here boy." Kirk gasped, staring at James, his face flushing darkly. Chris realized that the footsteps behind him had stopped, turning round and seeing James pressing Kirk against the wall, predator mode well fixed into his eyes. "C'mon James..." He smiled, putting his hands in his pockets. "You can take him when we get home." James turned and focused on Chris, licking his lips. "You're right. I want him, with a dildo in his ass, cock ring on his cock, tied up, watching me torture you as I make you scream." He growled out, tugging Kirk along behind him again. Kirk was certain that his cheeks would never cool down after this afternoon. Ever. "Gonna tie us up and spank us?" He smiled coyly. "'cause... that'd be so much fun..." Chris grinned wide, teasing James further as they approached his car. "No." James said, grinning cheerfully, his whole demeanor changing in a heartbeat. "I'm going to do something much, much worse." He said, sliding into the front seat, waiting for the other two to get in before he gunned it. Kirk swallowed. Worse? What could be worse than getting tied to the bed and spanked? Chris' body flushed. From head to toe. Worse than that? This was going to be good. Very bad... but, very good. The cheerful smile that James had plastered to his face was a little unnerving. He sat next to Kirk in the back seat of the car and laced their fingers together, placing an affectionate kiss on his temple, looking to really jerk James' chain. Tightening his fingers on the steering wheel, James kept up the grin as he drove them all home, keeping an eye on the affectionate two in the back seat. Kirk leaned against Chris, closing his eyes and yawning a little bit. Fuck, he was tired. "I'd keep a lid on the yawning..." He whispered, warning. "You ain't gonna get a wink of sleep until he's done." Chris smiled, considering teasing Kirk some to keep him awake. "He'll need to be awake. He's going to be the one spanking you." James said, pulling into their driveway, looking back at the two brunettes. "Get inside, get naked and be waiting for me on that bed or else." "Yes sir." Chris bit back a smile, pulling Kirk out of the car, towards the house, making a beeline for the nearest bedroom. Kirk's heart jumped into his throat as Chris brought him to the nearest bedroom. He stripped off his clothes quickly, eager for what was going to happen next. "What do we do?" James waited a good few minutes for them to get ready before he followed them into the house, his stride slow and measured. He smiled, looking Kirk over, removing his shirt and boots. "We wait... and behave badly." He kicked off his jeans and underwear before laying next to Kirk. "Behave badly?" Kirk asked, confused a little. James slowed as he got closer to the bedroom, wonder exactly what they were going to be doing when he got there. He gather Kirk close to him, wrapping his arms around his waist, kissing him gently. "This... counts as a mild form of behaving badly." Chris smiled, nipping his lips. Kirk moaned softly and leaned into the kiss. "Just kissing? Really?" He leaned in for another, eager to taste him again. James watched them kiss from the doorway, taking in the sight of all that bare skin, his cock jumping at the sight of them together like this. "Mmmm..." He smiled. "Even this... is enough to do it." Chris cupped Kirk's ass and squeezed it gently, separating his ass cheeks, knowing that James was watching. He saw the room get a little darker out of the corner of his eye. This time a louder moan escaped him. "F-fuck…." He swore. It was so good. Everything Chris did to him, Kirk couldn't help but lose control. "You boys must like being punished…" James said, sauntering in. Chris nodded slowly, smiling against Kirk, feeling his face grow hot. James was ready to pounce at any moment. He was looming. Like a snake ready to strike. "Kirk, get away from him for the moment." James ordered, waiting until he followed the command. "And you…get on all fours. Ass in the air." His eyes were frozen on Chris, a hint of a smile on his lips. Kirk swallowed and scooted back from Chris and watched James, his breath catching. He was magnificent. Chris looked behind him, fixing his eyes on James. "Tryin' to turn me on?" He smirked, unphased. He pushed himself up on his elbows, planting his hands down on the covers. He got up on his knees, spreading his legs, ass in the air as James had told him. James pulled something out of the drawer and showed it to Chris. "You'll be turned on soon enough." He explained. Shoving the ball gag into his mouth, he tied it behind his head, following it up with a blindfold, then he yanked Chris' arms behind him and cuffed them together. Kirk continued to watch, wide-eyed as James trussed Chris up. "Mmmm..." He tried to adjust himself around the gag, head falling to the bed, hands pulled from under him, bound. He could see or speak, only able to move his torso and legs. He grumbled around the oral obstruction. Spanking his thigh hard, James growled out. "Behave and be still." He ordered. "Since I had to imagine the two of you fucking…..you're going to listen to me fuck Kirk into the mattress. Listen to him scream." He whispered. Kirk's eyes went wide. "W-why?" His entire body blushed, cock hardened, mind ran. It's not fucking fair... I'm not even allowed to watch? His heart raced when he heard Kirk question James... he hoped that worried, questioning tone was an act. James turned to Kirk and growled. "Because. He disobeyed the rules. And you need a good and proper fucking." He said, chuckling darkly. Kirk swallowed, his body hot and his cock hard. "Ahhh….I-I'd love to." He groaned. What else could he do? He could hear the beginnings of a good, hard fuck and he couldn't partake in said hard fucking. He was hard as a rock and eager. All worked up with nothing to do. He whimpered, hoping to draw attention to himself. If only for a few seconds. "Oh. That reminds me." James said, pulling away and pulling out a cock ring, slipping it over his hard cock. "Want to make sure that you don't go exploding on us. I want to make sure I make Kirk squeal." James purred out, looking over at the brunette. Licking his lips as James crawled closer, Kirk fell back against the pillows. "A-ah….James." He wanted more. Despite himself, he wanted more. "Nnnnngh..." He grunted through his nose. That was the icing on the cake. James smirked, leaned closer and licked the lobe of Chris' ear. "Behave and you might just get a nice hard fucking of your own. For now, I want you to listen to every single squeal and whimper and moan that Kirk makes and enjoy it, and the fact that you can't come." He growled out, before pulling away and looking down at Kirk, his eyes softening. "Hey beautiful." He whispered. Blushing, Kirk reached up and pulled James down on top of him with a low groan. Talk about impossible. That man. "Please, just fuck me James, I need you to." Kirk moaned out, wrapping his legs around James and rubbing his hard cock against his belly. "Pleeeeeease." He drew the word out, hoping to tease him into further action. He shivered, twitching closer to James when he licked his ear, moaning softly. He was so wired that James could have poked him in the ribs and he'd probably have whimpered himself through the mattress. He was being driven slowly crazy by the begging that Kirk was doing and the teasing that James was doing. The teasing of Kirk and himself. Looking down at Kirk, James chuckled, kissing him slowly. "What did I tell you about hurrying?" He teased, kissing down that tanned neck, hearing him gasp, watching him arch, a small smirk on his face. "Th-that there are some things that can't be hurried." Kirk panted out, rocking against James. "Oh please, James…please…do something, anything, just touch me." He begged, his legs tightening around James' hips. "Now that's better." James purred out. Pulling away a little bit, he wrapped his hand around Kirk and stroked him slowly. "Moan for me? Tell me how good my hand feels wrapped around your cock like this?" He ordered. Kirk arched upward, driving himself into that hand, panting and moaning. "F-fuck…ahhh…it's so good…your hand is so big…ahhh…James…fuck, it feels so damn good…" He whimpered. Chris growled through his gag. His frustration growing, balls tightening. He turned his head, trying to get closer, shuffling across the bed. James had him beat. He'd buried him. He was sweating, frustrated and turned on beyond all belief... and James had barely started yet. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Fuck. Me. God. I wrote this. And it's still fucking STEAMING hot.
Edited by Aria, August 20, 2011, 6:08 am.
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and sneaky sex in a closet~ ffff.

4:47 AM Jul 11