Title: Boy next Door
Chapter 5
Jared opened the door and left it as he walked back to his bedroom, all the while not opening his eyes.
"Thanks for the good morning, J." JC mumbled as he walked through the threshold of his house, shrugging out of his light jacket.
He walked into the living room, dropping his bag by the side but stopped abruptly as he spotted the young curly haired blonde passed out on the leather couch.
The pink and orange sunset casted rays against his beautiful skin, transforming him into something greater, and prettier, than anything human. His lips parted as a small sigh escaped him, and he moaned as he shifted.
JC let his gaze wander lower, resting on the jeans that were an inch from showing the man's treasures. Not that JC would have minded or anything.
He shook himself out of his daze and grumbled to himself. He had promised himself it wouldn't be like last time. Because with the way Justin was acting as of late, he wasn't sure he could be able to restrain himself.
"JC?"
JC turned around and saw Justin sitting up now, rubbing at his eyes. His heart softened at the sight. Justin could always make him melt.
Justin smiled at him, a sexy little thing and JC felt his tender smile fall. Oh no...
"Can you come here?"
JC took a cautious step back and Justin chuckled, but his hand reached out for him.
"Please, my back hurts and I need a good..."
JC shook his head quickly. "Nu-uh. I-I don't have good hands-"
"You have pianist hands, Jayce. You have good hands." Justin's voice had taken on a throaty whisper and JC felt himself being drawn to the younger man.
His mind was hazy as Justin smiled deviously and flipped onto his stomach, his body reacting to only Justin's touches as he climbed on top of the blonde. His hands were shaking slightly as he started kneading Justin's shoulders. The blue eyed man groaned underneath him and slowly twisted his hips. JC closed his eyes quickly.
"Don't-don't do that..." JC breathed and Justin grinned into the pillow.
"But it feels good." he moaned again as JC's hands pressed harder into the middle of his back.
JC licked his lips and continued, trying to focus. Why did he agree to this anyway?
"God, your hands." Justin's whisper was husky and it made the room temperature go up. JC shifted uncomfortably on top of Justin. Oh, he realized. That's why he had agreed.
Then, suddenly, Justin flipped JC over, landing in between the stunned
brunette's legs.
His crystal blue eyes were wide with shock and Justin wasted no time as he leaned in brushing his lips with the older man's. He waited for JC to respond and was rewarded when the older man started to move against him, his tongue meeting Justin's in the middle.
Justin urged JC's legs up, and JC complied, wrapping his right leg around Justin's waist. He sighed into the kiss as he brought his hand to the back of Justin's head, bringing the younger man in deeper.
Justin groaned as he pulled back only to go back in, leaving a trail of wet and slow kisses to JC's cheek, jaw and neck, leaving a lovebite on the long column. He wanted to take his time. He wanted to go slow.
His hands traveled over the light cotton t-shirt his friend wore and slipped easily underneath, his fingertips gliding lightly over the hot skin, his palms pressing against the firm muscles seconds later.
Josh groaned into the air, his hands fisting in golden curls, his eyes squeezed shut. This was what he had wanted for, just about ever and now he had it. He had Justin.
Justin's hand settled on his crotch, giving it a tight squeeze, and JC cried out. But this was going to have to end. He didn't want just a hand job.
"Stop." he whispered but Justin continued kissing his collarbone before coming back to his mouth. JC eagerly accepted the skilled tongue but the minute Justin slid a hand into his pants and he almost lost control, he pushed the youth away.
"St-stop." he said forcefully and Justin lifted up slightly, his eyebrows scrunched together.
"But I though-"
"I know. I know, I-... Never mind. Just get up."
Justin did so and JC scrambled from underneath him, smoothing out his wrinkled t shirt, discreetly adjusting himself.
"Uh.. Yeah, lets, um-"
"Forget about it?" Justin offered but his raised eyebrow got JC thinking the younger man wasn't particularly fond of that idea.
"Um, but yeah."
Justin narrowed his eyes, but then his good ole grin was back and it alarmed JC.
The younger man grinned and he passed JC on his way to the door, letting his hand run over JC's stomach.
"Alright." And it was that simple because Justin hadn't given up and JC saw it in his eyes.
The minute the door closed, he let out a loud breath and slumped back against the sofa. He looked down to his tented jeans and groaned.
Chapter: 5
Author: Mikee
Dedication: To good times and better days!
Feedback: Why thank you ;o) NutinButALilGirl@aol.com
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JC was walking up his driveway with the mail in hand. He was normal now and it felt great. He flipped through the pages and sighed as most of them were bills. He looked up when he recognized a song that was blasting from Justin's house. He knew Justin was washing his car but he had refused to look at the younger man as he walked out of his house.
Now he had because he liked the song and well yeah, he couldn't really look away.
Would you? Justin Timberlake, in some see through white shorts, drenched to the bone as he washed his car. Come on now.
JC was sure he was drooling as Justin bent over to pick up his sponge, his shorts transparent, and oh guess who decided not to wear under today? JC found that out quickly when Justin turned around, waving at him.
He grunted and hurried into his house, slamming the door, missing the smile of satisfaction on Justin's face as he returned to washing his car.
"What are you making again?"
"Spaghetti."
Jared's eyes lit up and Justin smirked. JC narrowed his eyes. Dumb Jared for always having him over. He licked his lips, still remembering Justin's taste and shivered. Dumb Jared was right.
"Shut up Justin, go get laid." Jared retorted and continued on his merry way. It was hard to faze the younger man.
Justin smirked again. "I am trying to." he mumbled and JC rolled his eyes. The blonde hopped up onto the counter, and JC was on him quick.
"Get off the counter."
"Why?"
Blue eyes narrowed. "Because I don't want your ass on my counter." JC replied easily and Justin grinned that frankly sexual smile that JC feared. It always meant trouble, and if trouble meant two minute make out sessions then yes, trouble it was.
"But you want it in your bed, no?" Justin's grin had turned wicked and JC had had enough.
"Shut up Justin, and go away."
The blonde didn't seem to hear him as he spread his legs wide. "Come on, C. Admit it."
JC scoffed and continued stirring the Angel Hair noodles. "Admit what? And I t-told you to get off the counter."
Justin moaned softly. "Admit that you want-"
"Justin!" JC didn't let him finish as he shook his spoon at the man. "Get off the damn counter!"
Justin grinned and hopped off the counter easily, blowing a quick kiss to JC before sauntering away.
JC didn't look back at Justin once, no, not to look at the blonde's nice ass in those sweat pants. Nope, not once.
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