“He does WHAT?!”
Joshua sighed and rolled his eyes. “You heard me.”
“I can’t believe this,” Lance was past shocked on the phone.
“I have more things to say that you won’t believe.” Joshua took the initiative and called his best friend. He was going to tell him everything and damned if he didn’t like it because he couldn’t keep it bottled inside him for too long.
“Excuse me Josh. Just fucking give me time to get over the fact that your boyfriend is an active participant in car thievery.”
He really didn’t see the need for the dramatics. “It’s not all that bad.”
“What? Are you listening to the bullshit you spout? Of course it matters Josh! You are dating a thief. A person who steals cars for a living. Cars that are not his!”
“Yes, Lance I understand. There’s no need for you to explain what he does to me.”
Lance continued his rant as if his friend didn’t interrupt. “Jesus, they can say you’re an accomplice if he gets caught. He could tell the cops that shit, you know. And then where would you be? In fucking jail! I’d have to go to represent your ass, of course. But the fact of the matter is you are dating a thief!”
“Yes I know,” he sighed heavily in the phone. “Look I know it sounds bad--”
“Because it is--”
“But,” he stressed, “he’s trying to give it up. I’ll help him.”
“Are you fucking kidding?” The waves of disbelief came crashing over the phone.
“No. And you know what else?”
“There’s more?”
“We made love.”
There was silence on Lance’s end for a few minutes. Joshua knew he was still there because he could hear him breathing into the receiver. He was waiting to hear Lance’s opinion though he know it wouldn’t be good, he still needed to share this with someone. And that someone was Lance, would always be. “So what do you want me to say?” Lance asked finally. He lost the franticness in his voice.
“Well…” Josh never really didn’t think so far ahead but he wasn’t expecting such a question. “Nothing.”
“Well there you go.” All of the sudden, Lance sounded tired.
Joshua frowned, “That’s it?”
“Yes, that’s it. You’re old enough to do whatever you want to do.”
“And?” There had to be more. Lance always offered his opinion, even when it was not wanted.
“What do you want a pat on the back? A job well done? What?”
This was not the reaction he was expecting. “Well I had sex Lance.”
“Yes…” He drawled as if he was waiting for Joshua to make his point.
Somehow his confession wasn’t as fun as he thought it would be. Where was Lance’s anger? He wanted to be shouted at. Well almost, but he wanted something…different from this. Now everything was awkward. “Well…” The two went into another period of silence.
Joshua was about to open his mouth to fill the void when Lance beat him to it. “Well, I’m not ecstatic but you already know that. You must know something about him that I don’t. For your sake, I hope you can help him. But I’m going to go, okay? I really had a bunch of homework I was knee deep into before you called.”
“Okay.” And just for his clarification, Joshua asked, “We are talking though?”
“Of course, asshole. I’ll talk to you later?”
“Yeah. Bye.”
So okay that did not exactly go as planned but then again did Josh really have a plan when he called his friend? No, but he was expecting a hell of a lot more out of his friend because then he’d be on the defensive and rightly so. Then he’d be able to stick it in Lance’s head that he was in love and no, Justin is not fucking perfect but who the hell is?
But he didn’t even get the chance to argue or gloat. Everything fizzed out and that got under Josh’s skin more than anything else. He kicked his mattress. “Damn Lance!” He called Lance before he headed to class because he knew Lance didn’t have anything to do until later this afternoon.
Justin was gone, he’s been gone for about forty minutes. Josh knew he had it bad if he counted the minutes they were away. He was going to a friend’s garage to fix a scratch on his car. So other than a couple of hot and steamy kisses, Josh had no more of his boy. He had nothing but flashbacks of their sweaty weekend to go on for now.
Ah, to be so pathetically, irrevocably in love. He shrugged and picked up his book bag. He ran out of his room, he had a class to catch.
*`*`*`*`*`*
Justin came back to their house a few hours after Joshua left. He still had two hours to go before he sees his boyfriend so Justin has been lounging around ever since. He was lying on the sofa, watching TV. He didn’t get three good sips of his first bottle of beer before he heard the front door open. Since Joshua was still in class, the only other person with a key would be…
“Tyler.”
“Justin.” He replied with just enough edge in his voice as his brother’s boyfriend did. He really didn’t expect anyone to be home. He didn’t see a car out front because if he did he would wait until there wasn’t one. He didn’t want to see his brother and he really didn’t want to see Justin.
As much as he despised Justin, it didn’t make him want him any less. Tyler walked into the living room and saw Justin spread out on the couch, his leg was on top of the other, drinking beer. He wanted him as much as he wanted him out of his house. He wanted him so bad and it continued to gnaw on his nerves that Justin was the only man that he wanted and he could not have.
Justin squinted his eyes at Tyler and drank from the bottleneck. He gulped healthily, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and spoke. “So what the fuck do you want?”
Rolling his eyes, he informed, “You do know this is my house.”
Justin smirked and looked Tyler nastily up and down. “Yeah. And you here because…?” Tyler hasn’t been in the house in God knows how long. And Justin would love to keep it that way.
“To get some of my things, though that’s none of your business.” Tyler grumbled at the entranceway of the living room.
Justin took another swig and chuckled. “Looks like I’m living here more than you are...slut.” He wore a smirk just for Tyler’s benefit.
Tyler moved closer, finally saying what he’s been playing around in head to say to Justin. “Fuck you. You think you’re hot shit cause you’re my brother’s boy toy? You’ll tire of him soon and then where will you be? No big house to play in, no one to play house with and especially no ass. All because you’re holding out for some unknown reason to me but my brother’s legs won’t crack.” He still didn’t know about them having sex and chose to lord his only trump card, or so he thought, over Justin’s head.
Justin did not give the slightest implication of Tyler getting to him, naturally because he didn’t. “Why don’t you get your shit and tuck tail like you’re used to,” he advised and turned his eyes to the television. Just the sight of Tyler getting sure of himself made him sick and he wouldn’t mind pounding a few licks in Tyler’s hide. But now wasn’t the time.
Tyler purred. “So did I guess it right? Aw, don’t feel too bad, precious,” he drawled acerbically. “If you ask nicely, I might think about you and me.” His eyes gleamed like prize jewels as he traveled his gaze up Justin’s form. Justin continued to ignore Tyler, preparing to strike if he got any closer but for Tyler’s sake, the younger man didn’t.
Instead he went upstairs and packed a few more clothes and toys, he was currently riding the gay end of his bisexuality. And tonight he was going to give his guy an extra treat since he was so happy at finally getting to Justin. He always got what he wanted and he was sure that he was one step closer to getting that bad boy down stairs. He swung his bag over his shoulder and hummed his way to the living room.
Where Justin did not move from his spot, Tyler noticed. And he also noticed that Justin was diligently ignoring him. Tyler cleared his throat four times to get Justin’s attention but he didn’t bite, didn’t even turned to look his way. That did not dampen Tyler’s cheerful mood, “Well bye Justin. I’ll see you later.”
He swished his hips out of the room for good measure because he was sure, as he knew his cock length that Justin was watching him. He could feel it. He had his hand on the doorknob when Justin finally answered. “Oh Tyler?” He called from the living room.
“Yes Justin?” He was surprised that Justin talked to him. Tyler was sure Justin would pout for a while but if he wanted to speed up their plans, Tyler wasn’t going to stop him.
“The next time you come?”
“Uh-huh…” “Make sure to get the rest of your whore shit. Your brother and I are in love. I’ve cracked open those legs and in due time you’ll be out on your ass. You can bank on that,” he called out with a smile. He didn’t have to be there to know he made his mark. He swallowed the rest of his beer in glee.
Tyler, however, shook from fury, ridicule and the ever-present lust. No matter how much shit Justin dished out, he still wanted that man. But he had to get the piece of shit first. He could only take so much. He quietly walked out of the house. He didn’t stomp or scream though he badly wanted to. He opted for slamming the hell out of the front door, which only made Justin laugh harder.
*`*`*`*`*`*
Josh forgot all about his meeting with his professor after class that day. And apparently, so did his teacher. Josh remembered halfway during his trek to his car and hurried to his teacher’s office. But his teacher had remained in their classroom and kept Josh waiting for fourteen minutes.
Then Professor Hernandez couldn’t seem to find any of Joshua’s projects or Joshua’s group’s projects in his cluttered office. So both men spent a good half hour searching for it because there was no way possible for Josh to schedule another appointment time. So when they finally found his work and the two talked about his progress, Joshua noticed he was leaving later then he thought he would.
Joshua would have called Justin but he left his damn phone at home plugged in the charger. Joshua hurried home, wanting to snuggle in his boyfriend’s arms and then some. When he parked in his driveway, he didn’t see his boyfriend’s car anywhere. “Must be at Joey’s,” he sighed to himself.
Josh walked into his darkened house and heard the television on. Maybe Justin fell asleep. “Justin?” Joshua yelled as he locked the front door. There was no answer from the darkness. Joshua went straight to the living room to turn the television off.
It was a little strange because nothing was on except the television. Joshua didn’t feel like turning on the lights since he knew the house like the back of his hand. He turned off the machine and prepared to head upstairs. He walked back out and noticed the table by the front door had a lighted lamp. A lamp that he did not light and he was beginning to freak.
“Hello?” What in the fuck was going on? Josh got angry because he didn’t like games like this and if he did not get angry, he’d get scared. And that was not an option right now.
He walked to the lamp and went to pick up the keys that he placed by the lamp when he entered his house, just in case. But before he could pick them up, he was gently pushed into his front door.
Hot lips went straight to his neck as even hotter hands went for his groin. “Justin?” Joshua squeaked as he felt the assaulter biting on his neck. That would leave a definite bruise. He was pushed harder into the door and he couldn’t turn his head to see if his boyfriend was behind him. There was that swift graze of tongue that all distinctly Justin.
But what was up with having the house in totally dark? Why wasn’t he answering him? And would he please, please,please keep his hands where they were?
Justin didn’t answer him. He continued to unbutton Joshua’s pants without much difficulty as he rubbed his knuckles against the door. Once the pants hit the floor, Justin had Joshua’s underwear follow. With one hand fondling Joshua’s ass, he yanked his already unzipped pants down his legs and kicked the bungled mess under the end table along with Joshua’s. “Where were you?” He whispered ardently against Joshua’s flushed skin.
Josh wanted to turn to kiss his boyfriend’s mouth but he couldn’t move from his spot. “Turn and lemme kiss you.” The press of the door on his groin and those hands were driving him nuts.
Justin pressed his cock in the crack of Josh’s ass. He ignored his boyfriend and lifted Josh’s sweatshirt over his head. “I was waiting for Joey to come with my car. We were gonna look for you. I thought something happened to you.” He rubbed his crotch along Josh’s posterior. “You didn’t call,” he growled and sucked on the first spot he bit.
“I. I was,” Josh couldn’t think coherently with Justin moving as sinuously as he did. This was the side that Joshua knew Justin hid behind his eyes. This was a darker side, an erotic side. Justin wouldn’t let up on Joshua, he leaned heavily and attacked him with gropes and kisses. Joshua almost got lost into the feelings and then remembered that Justin asked him something. “Teacher. Had a meeting,” he answered brokenly.
“So long?” Justin asked. He moved down Joshua’s back and sucked on his spine. “You didn’t have your phone on you.” He moved down to the plump cheeks and grabbed the mounds of flesh. He squatted low on the ground continuing to keep Josh immobile.
“I forgot, oh, I forgot.” Joshua sighed into the cool wood. He opened himself for Justin’s perusal.
“I know. I was going out of my mind.” He opened the fleshy cheeks and could feel the inner heat embrace his face. He breathed in the musky smell and pierced a sure tongue through his lips to lick the dusky, moist skin. He licked down the musky skin, dipping his tongue within his tight ring of muscle shortly before licking his way straight down his perineum and onto the underside of his fuzzy balls.
Joshua grunted and clawed the door. “Justin.” He couldn’t quite catch his breath from the deliciously naughty things Justin was doing. He had to tighten his eyes to stop them from twitching. If someone knocked on their front door at that exact moment, Joshua didn’t think he’d really care about them seeing him like this.
The older man lifted his mouth off Joshua’s sensitive area to give him a breather. “I was so worried.” He sucked on one testicle and moved to the other. He rolled the sack carefully on his tongue adding more pressure when he heard his boy’s voice take a breathy pitch.
“Justin. Ah!” He cried shakily, not caring if he was pressed into the front door. Josh was already leaning heavily on the door on his own accord. There would be telltale nail marks on the panel surrounding the door after Justin licked his way back to Josh’s asshole.
Josh was more than prepared for Justin’s gentle insertion of his rolled tongue, the little quick flicks and pants were more than welcomed. But when Justin sped up the pace and relentlessly jack hammered his tongue, working his way further and deeper inside the heat. Josh was stuck on mewling because all lucid thoughts flew from his mind. Justin persisted, getting harder himself but he did not let up on Joshua. He continued his sensual torture until he heard the telling sign of Joshua getting ready to cum.
Before Joshua could fully cry at reaching his culmination, Justin flipped him to lean on the door on his back and swallowed the shooting cock in his mouth. He scraped the sides of the extended shaft with his teeth and stroked the taut balls.
Joshua was sliding bonelessly to the floor, or that is what his knees had in mind before Justin caught him and held the convulsing body to the door with a sweaty smack. He still would not back off the extended flesh. He deep throated the man with ease, happily guzzling down the streams of semen and most importantly making Joshua insane.
“Jus—I. Jus. I—I. God! Jus—I, I,” Josh turned his head to shout to the corner of the room. If he looked down at Justin on his meat, he might just shoot his balls through his piss slit because he didn’t think he could possibly cum any harder or more. For what seemed like ages of Justin sucking heavily on his dick and shooting cream for Justin’s gut, Josh finally stopped and somewhat caught his breath.
Justin continued his mission to just bombard Joshua and not let him think for too long. He jumped to his feet and lifted Joshua’s legs around his waist. His cock was extremely hard from all of the foreplay and waiting for Josh all day. He had to be inside of that man now. He sucked on two fingers and anxiously inserted them into Josh’s bum. He drew them out and dug them deeper upon hearing Joshua’s grunt.
“Justin,” Joshua cried. He reached for Justin’s dick and stroked him, extracting as much precum as he could. He lubricated the rigid flesh as Justin sucked on his throat.
“Put me in,” Justin whispered throatily. He twisted his fingers inside the heated cavity for one last time, both moaned simultaneously because Joshua gripped his cock when he touched Josh’s spot. He withdrew his fingers and panted in Joshua’s ear.
With trembling fingers, Joshua guided the wet head into his opening. He stopped once the tip was past his sphincter. He breathed heavily, the pain not as bad as his first time. He was getting used to being impaled. Justin finished the job that Joshua gave up and pushed himself deeper inside.
Josh curled his hands around Justin’s neck and pressed his sweaty skin against one another. He couldn’t speak. He could only feel. And it felt damn good. His cock was working its way back to being fully erect. Justin pulled out and slid back in with ease, kissing the slick, reddened face.
Pumping his hips, drawing out high-pitched moans, marking Joshua with his bites, all was Justin’s plan. He kept a frenzied pace, hearing the wet slap of Josh’s back on the door made him more determined to get them off. He slurped his way to Josh’s mouth and pierced his tongue between Joshua’s open lips. Justin sucked on Josh’s tongue, smashing teeth and flesh together as nastily as he wanted.
He quickened his pace even more, his balls steadily slapping against Joshua’s, sticky precum wetting between their joined lower bodies, thanks to Josh. He pummeled deeper, pressing hard on Josh’s prostate. Josh couldn’t take much stimulation without coming again. He pressed his fingernails deep in Justin’s back, howling out loud and wetting Justin’s navel.
Justin delighted in the second shots of semen on his skin but he was still pumping his hips. He was close to release especially with Josh’s anal walls contracting they way it was on his cock. Joshua was purring in his ear, coaxing him to let go.
And Justin obeyed.
He shot deeply with what felt like a steady stream of cum inside his boyfriend. “Joshua,” he shrieked breathlessly. He leaned into his man, twitching helplessly into Josh. Josh tightened legs around Justin’s torso and held on to his shuddering boy quietly. He felt so hot, so sexy, so needed.
Justin whispered Josh’s name in his ear, all over his neck and skin. He opened his eyes to stare in Josh’s and felt his stomach drop. “Josh,” he said once more. That seemed to answer everything for him.
The two continued to stare into each other’s eyes, Josh not moving from his position and Justin not pulling himself out. “I love you,” Josh whispered bashfully, which was ironic considering the current position he was in.
“I love you. God, I need you,” Justin growled ferociously and playfully thrust his spent cock.
Joshua nipped Justin’s lip and grinned. “We can’t stay like this forever.”
“We could try.” Justin licked around Joshua’s mouth.
“My legs will fall asleep and the wood is kinda scratching my back.”
Justin winced and lifted Josh away from the door, remaining inside of him. “You should have told me.” Josh pushed on Justin’s shoulders and unfolded his legs. Justin got the hint and slid out of what he thought of his home. He puckered his lips and Josh took the hint and kissed him even though the blonde didn’t need to pucker his lips at all. He was planning to kiss him anyway.
And when those two mouths came in contact, they always got carried away. Somehow Justin ended up leaning against some wall in the house and Joshua was pushing into him thirstily sipping on his lips. Well…that was until the doorbell rang.
The two pulled away. Joshua wasn’t expecting company so when Justin said “Fuck” under his breath, he knew it was Justin’s company. Justin’s eyes cut to the door and he hissed under his breath. Josh kissed his lips lightly to try and brighten Justin’s sudden turn of mood. “It’s okay. I have to go to the bathroom anyway.” He walked to their scattered clothes and bent over to pick up his clothes.
The doorbell rang again and Justin could care less with Joshua’s ass stuck in the air. Joshua broke the spell however when he dragged his underwear over his bottom. Justin blinked and the person at the door knocked. Josh threw Justin’s clothes to him and headed for the stairs with his pile in his hands.
That was before Justin stopped him with an arm blocking his way. “I’ll get rid of him and then we can do something else.” He forgot to call Joey and tell him that he didn’t need him to hurry the fuck over here.
“Hmm, I wonder what else we’ll do?” Josh playfully asked. He held his clothes with one hand, smacked Justin’s naked ass with the other and hurried for the stairs.
Justin looked up the stairs to watch his boyfriend move, specifically on his ass. As one cheek went up, bunching tight in Josh’s boxer briefs, the other cheek went down. Justin licked his lips ready for another sampling and then the doorbell rang again. He forgot about Joey. He cursed a storm as he roughly put on his clothes. “Fuck I’m coming,” Justin growled. He barely put his shirt on before he ripped the door open angrily.
There was Joey leaning against the panel, his hand poised to knock once more. He widened his smile as he took in Justin’s appearance and noticed his blue eyes were glinting a dangerous gleam. He smiled even brighter. “Well, you ready or what?” He pointed behind his shoulder to Justin’s car, which he got for him at the shop. He had to bust ass because Justin was frenzied when he called him.
Justin really didn’t see anything funny and wanted Joey very gone. “Josh came home. Thanks for bringing my car.” The blonde knew he had to bring Joey home since he drove Justin’s Corvette.
“You’re welcome. But I can figure Josh is home already.” He started to play with Justin’s car keys. He threw them in air and caught them as he talked to his friend.
Justin scowled, “How?”
“I can smell the sex off ya. You reek of some heavy fucking. But this is a nice house. Well from the outside anyway,” he put in derisively. His friend didn’t invite him in. “Where’s your boy? I want to get to see him up close. You always hiding him from me. Scared of me taking him from you?” He winked.
“You couldn’t on your best day and me on my worst. Stop fucking around and give my keys before I let you walk the fuck home.”
Joey rolled his eyes and leaned his head into the house, over Justin’s shoulder. “Joshua! Hey Joshua!” He knew he was pissing his friend off but that made it more fun plus he really was curious. “C’mere! Lemme see the dude my man can’t stop talking about!” He yelled.
Justin pushed Joey outside brusquely. “Shut the fuck up, Joey!” He stepped outside to block the entranceway.
“Why should I Justin? I wanna see Joshua,” he drawled. “Why can’t I?” He cupped his hands over his mouth and yelled. “Yo Josh come out here!”
Justin grabbed Joey’s shirt and pushed his face in his. “I told you to shut the fuck up.”
“Hi, you must be Joey.”
Both men turned their heads toward the doorway where Joshua stood, fully dressed. Josh wore a hint of a smile. Joey tapped Justin’s hands and his friend removed his hands and distanced himself. “Yeah.”
“I know you know my name. Most likely the rest of the block as well,” Josh grinned.
He walked past his friend, who snatched the keys from his Joey’s hand, to greet the new man. “Damn you are a looker. Now I can see why Justin wanted to hide you. Joey Fatone,” he offered a hand for the younger man to shake, “At your service.”
“Oh Justin doesn’t hide me. Most likely I try to hide him,” he replied and shook Joey’s hand.
“Good. You met him. Now let’s go.” Justin moved to grab Joey’s arm but Joey sidestepped him.
“What’s with the rush? I finally meet your Josh and you’re ready to get rid of me?”
Justin didn’t hesitate. “Yes.”
“You see how he treats me, Josh?” He leaned on the side panel next to Joshua. “Damn, you are really fine. Do you have a brother or a sister who looks like you? And if so, can I get their number?”
“Slick just like someone else I know,” Josh smiled and winked at his boyfriend. Josh didn’t know how much that helped. He wanted Josh’s eyes on him. Hell he wanted Josh on him now. He didn’t want his friend around Josh because this one Justin would not share. And he didn’t want him playing with his boy either.
“You’re fucking positively right. I taught him almost everything he knows.” He leaned in closer to Josh’s ear. “And have all those tricks been put to good use, I wonder?” Josh automatically blushed and looked down briefly.
Justin punch his friend in the arm. “Fucking Joey,” he growled and readied his arm for another punch.
“Sweet Jesus fuck,” Joey cried as he held his arm. “I’m just playing around. Why are you getting so fucking upset?” He knew Justin was mad but he didn’t realize just how much. He really didn’t do anything he hadn’t done to anyone Justin sniffed around before.
“Justin,” Josh frowned at Justin. He didn’t see the need for violence. Joey was just joking.
Justin looked to his boyfriend and almost felt shameful. He breathed out a deep breath and passed Joey to kiss Josh. He savored the sweet taste of mouthwash on Josh’s lips and pecked once he did a thorough once-around in his mouth. The kiss silently declared, ‘Mine. Very off limits.’ “Let’s go Joey,” he spoke on Josh’s swollen lips. “Be right back,” he told his boyfriend. Josh touch his boy’s mouth and nodded.
“You can’t apologize?” Joey asked as he watched Justin head for the porch stairs.
“Then you shouldn’t play around like that,” Justin called back as he walked down the stairs.
Joey rolled his eyes and looked back to Josh. “I guess I should go before he comes back here and tries to kick my ass for talking to you.”
“Yeah. Sorry ‘bout that.” Josh felt the need to apologize for his boyfriend’s anger.
“Don’t apologize for him. He didn’t even get me that good.” He lied and took his hand away from his arm and winked. “You’re sexy. I want to see more of you.” Joshua didn’t know what to say to that so he just stood there. “Your house is nice…well from the outside.” Justin honked the horn impatiently to which Joey chuckled. “Bye.”
“Bye.” Josh stood where he was and watched Justin’s friend get in Justin’s car and drive off. He added to working on Justin’s anger to his list. He was so sure he could do it.