(TW: title is not a reference, James and Lee get all sexy because Every time We Touch by Electric Callboy is stuck in my head. Skip this chapter if you're not comfortable with reading shitty writing about sex. Comment on this (TW) if you want a chapter about the important stuff that happened, without the shitty writing about sex. Anyway, back to the story!)
---after school---
I started to sprint towards James and I's home, but Kill stopped me.
"Lee? Where you going?" He asked.
My heartbeat was beating fast. I didn't know what was happening to me, neither did I want to know.
James came up behind him, and crossed his arms.
"He seems to not know what's going on with his brain," James read my mind.
"That's not an excuse to run off after school." Kill looked over at James.
"Actually, yeah it is," James spoke.
My eyes moved from Kill to James.
I know I'm madly in love with James, but I've never felt this feeling. Or have I, and I haven't just noticed when it came by?
"I-" That was the only word I could muster out before grabbing James.
"Babe, what's wrong?" He whispered in my ear, as he had realized I wanted to talk to him alone.
"I don't know this feeling. I'm in love with you, but for the first time, I think, I've felt the need to push you against a wall and fuck the shit out of you..." The words got out of my mouth, without me even trying to stop them. "At least I think that's the feeling..."
He stared at me.
"Well, we can do that, I'd love to, but why this sudden urge?" James spoke after the awkward silence.
"I don't know.... I-"
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me along to home, leaving Kill there, astonished after he heard what I said to James.
---home---
"So, how are we gonna go about thi-"
I pulled James up the stairs, and into his room.
Closing the door, I said, "Like this."
I pulled him closer, grabbed his chin, and kissed his lips, a little, little graze.
I push him against the wall and we started making out.
I ripped of my clothes, and ripped James of his clothes.
As per safety precautions, James put on a condom. A flavoured condom to be exact.
I trickled my hands on his back. I didn't know what I was doing, as James was normally the main guy. I decided to do whatever my mind wanted today.
I look him dead in the eyes as I placed him into his bed.
Him laying there, carefully, I climbed on top of him.
"Now?" I asked, just to be clear he was fine with now.
He nodded, and I allowed him to enter me.
As I was the guy on top, I'm pretty sure all of our moves rely on me. Yay.
I rocked back and forth, still doing whatever my mind was telling me to do.
I placed my hands on the bed and leaned up close to James' face.
"Hey, baby~" I say as I kiss him.
We're making out for awhile, before I start rocking us back and forth again.
I gave James a hickey, before saying, "ok, you be top man, and like uhm, I don't know, enter me and de-enter me a few times, get me moaning, y'know?" I didn't know the fuck I was talking about. I'm sure he didn't either.
"Yeah, I know," he spoke as I rolled us over, him on top of me.
He lifted his penis out, and back again, and again, and again.
Before I knew it, I was moaning, not cuming yet, but soon, I felt it.
Then I had an orgasm, James quickly moved his dick away, and his mouth started cleaning it all up.
And now, it's time for me to suck his dick.
As after he cleaned up, I grabbed him, and asked "can I suck your dick?"
I didn't know why I had asked, but I did.
"Yeah, let's get to it!" His eyes lit up.
We got off of the bed, and positioned our selves onto the ground.
I grabbed his waist, and wrapped my mouth around his penis.
I started sucking on it, moving my mouth front and back. My eyes moved up to see his reaction as I continued to suck.
He was holding back moans, I could tell.
And then, I gave him the sign he could moan, by sucking on his dick harder.
He started to moan, and bam, orgasm. (So realistic)
I sucked it all up, and both of us stood up.
"Thanks, baby," James said as we hugged, still naked by the way.
"Anytime, anytime. But next time, you're gonna be the man that makes me do shit, not the other way around. I was relying on my mind, and well, let's just say I ain't really good at that kinda stuff," I rambled.
"Yeah, that's fine, let's get dressed!" James spoke as he grabbed his clothes and ran to the bathroom.
I grabbed my clothes, and got dressed.....
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"PENIS!" I yelled."Yes, penis!" James replied from the bathroom.
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