The YouTuber (bxb)

proud

That night was the first night Brandon had stayed over. He had lit the fireplace and they had laid on the couch talking and hugging for several hours. Getting to know each other properly. Until James had sunk on his knees and once again sucked Brandon off, making him swear so loudly that the whole neighborhood might have heard. Then Brandon had jerked James off who had come undone with simply two pumps. They had moved upstairs, on James big bed. There they had kissed each other thoroughly until they had fallen asleep. And then sometime during the night, Brandon had waken James up with the most satisfying way. Brandon had licked and sucked James ass hole making him writhe and hiss in need. He had devoured him with his tongue so deep that by the time Brandon sunk into his hole, James had taken him all in with ease. They had moved together in a bundle of limps until they both came gloriously hot and sticky. The sun found them in the shower rinsing each other with lazy touches.
"I need to go" Brandon mumbled on James neck curve. They dressed qyickly and made their way downstairs. James was preparing a much needed strong coffee. He had also thrown some water on the stove to boil. Brandon was standing right behind James who was now puting some noodles in the hot pan. He had the thin boy enveloped in a hug and nuzzled leisurely at his neck. Brandon didn't want to leave him but he had to, he had a job to go to, his shift at the radio station.
James seemed to struggle with something and was biting his lips.
Brandon smiled at the adorable sight of his lover.
"Out with it" he simply said and James' eyes widen.
"Emm" the boy stalled "Maybe after, I mean after you finish your shift" Brandon had turned him around and he was now fidgeting with the end of Brandon's hoodie. James had worn it because he had said it felt comfy. The thing almost came down to James thighs. Brandon couldn't deny that seeing James in his clothes did things in his chest. Good things.
"I mean youcancomeoverifyouwant" he mumbled the rest and hid his face in his glorious long fingers with the long pointy blue nails.
Brandon had smiled and grabbed James wrists pulling them clear from his face.
"Ok" he simply said and James looked at him in shock. Brandon laughed deeply "but I must go by my place to change clothes and check on my best mate so he knows I'm still alive" he said while massaging James pulsing points on his hands. "And maybe when I come back I will make you some decent dinner" he said eyeing the noodles suspiciously.
"Hey!" James tried to sound offended "that's my signature dish if you must know" he huffed and tossed his hands in a frustrated way trying not to show his excitement and happiness, making Brandon boom with laughter.
"This is your signature dish? Oh honey! wait until you try some pasta from my hands. You are gonna love me" he smirked and tingled James who started giggling.
James's only thought was that he might just already have. Started to love him that is. And with that thought in his mind he had watched him leave.

Brandon had kept his word. And that night he had come back at James' house again. He had brought groceries too and a small handbag with a clean t-shirt and a new hoodie. His old one was now claimed indefinetely by James. He had moved around James kitchen with ease and had cooked the most delicious pasta James admitted to have had after his nana's famous pasta with sausage. They had cleaned the dishes together afterwards and it all felt so sweet to James who was thanking any God that could hear. And then they had gone to bed, Brandon talking about his day, James confessing that he had actually listened to Brandon's broadcast. The fact that thanking the big broad guy for the songs he had played for James had made him blush was amazing. James had never seen Brandon blush before and he knew he will cherish that memory forever. They hadn't had sex that night but instead they hugged and kissed until they both fell asleep into each other's arms.

The next couple of days were spent with some of the most glorious, most satisfying sex James had ever had in his life. Brandon seemed to be an unsedated beast with only one goal, to make James loose his sanity piece by piece from pleasure.
They have had sex all over the house by the fifth day. On the kitchen counter, in the guest room even in the garden's cabinet. Their encounters went from frantic, animalistic to leisurely slow and lovely. James had lost count of the times he had come, the hickeys on his neck and chest even the time and date of each day. The only hours that seemed to matter was those spent with Brandon and then when he absolutely had to go James would walk around the house helpessly waiting for him to come back. Aimelessly checking his twitter feed, his youtube comments and the increasing number of views and subscribers. Hitting 9 million subscribers wasn't even that great as having Brandon come home to him. He was pathetic, he knew it, but he was in love. He had realised it by the third day when Brandon woke him up with breakfast letting him know he had to leave for a couple of hours. The pancakes had done nothing to erase his pout and Brandon had kissed him and reassured him he was going to come back soon. James was in deep trouble, he was giving in and falling in love with Brandon. What was more, Brandon hadn't mentioned anything about their relationship or the existence of it and James was too scared he might screw things up that he didn't dare mention it.

Eight days before Christmas James had a big party to attend to, the Mac cosmetics new lunch pallets and their PR party. He had been thoroughly loved by Brandon the whole morning and afternoon and after promises of meeting afterwards Brandon had left. He had gone to see his friends who hadn't seen him at all lately and James had welcomed his best friend, Andrea at his house for their 'getting ready to party' routine. The girl immediately jumped on the subject after seeing James goofy smile. And after all the explaining, James didn't stop smiling. His mood had slightly wavered only when she noted that he had to clear what the two of them were.
"You've been at it again James babe. I just don't wanna see you hurt" she had said and gave him a pitying look that made James want to cry.
"Everything is going to be alright" he had reassured her more forcefully than he had intended and with a huge smile. He hoped, he really hoped everything was gonna be alright.

Five days before Christmas, Brandon had announced he was taking him out for dinner. He had seen James wearing makeup and girly clothes for the first time that night after the Mac party and he had loved it. He had insisted on keeping them all on while he had fucked James for almost an hour, made him come twice while mumbling how beautiful James was. Tonight, for their dinner, Brandon had asked James to do his make up once again and when they boy was apprehensive about it Brandon had frowned.
"Don't you like wearing it?" He had asked frowning at the boy who was getting dressed in tight jeans and a long Gucci white jumper.
"I love it" James had said offensively his hand at his chest "of course I do.. but sometimes people are.. not very supportive" he had thrown while putting on some low heel boots.
"My clothes are unisex so it won't be a big problem but wearing my makeup.." he was now talking to quickly "I just don't want to make you uncomfortable" he had raised and looked at the big masculine guy who was still frowning deeply.
"Did anyone hurt you because of your make up?"he had growled more than asked
"People are stupid" James reply didn't seem to satisfy the masculine guy and was now next to James forcing him to face him.
"You are with me know" James heart had whooped at Brandon's words "if anyone has a problem they will go through me" he pointed at his chest "now if you don't want to wear any make up don't but just know that I find it sexy as hell" he sealed his heart clenching words with a kiss on the lips "and I think you are a fucking awesome make up artist" then he strolled out of the room leaving James breathing heavy from the mouth his heart pounding.
He had obviously done his make up after that, quite proudly. He would any other time but all he wanted was not to scare Brandon away from any unsavoury reactions that sadly did happen. But since his man had no problem with it, then he was going to glamour himself up like he only knew best how. And after thirty minutes he had come down where Brandon was waiting. James had dressed in a long hoodie dress, his long legs bare and wore high heeled boots that ended high up his thighs. He had gone with the dramatic make up long lashes and smokey eyes and a dark nude shade for his lips, a liberal amount of highlighter for that blinding effect. He stood at the end of the stairs, showing off at Brandon who had stilled over his place next to the fireplace. He rised and walked towards James and took him all in.
"You look gorgeous" his voice deep and husky. James couldn't miss the filling in Brandon's jeans "I'm proud I'm taking you out James"