Title: Boy next Door
Chapter 6
"JC, I think you should stop being such a prude." Justin chomped loudly into the telephone and reached for the sugar.
JC rolled his eyes, holding the phone on his shoulder as he opened the fridge. "Did you call me just to call me names?"
Justin laughed, loudly. "No."
"Well, for the last..." JC bent backwards to look at the clock on the microwave. "10 minutes you have called me a prude, a nerd, a dork, an OCD obsessed freak, a girl and a sailor."
Justin furrowed his brows together. "No, I said you had a mouth of a sailor. Not that you were one."
"Same damn thing."
"Did damn need to be in there, Popeye?"
"Fuck you, I'm about to hang up."
"No!" Justin stopped him quickly. "I wanna talk about this."
JC took a large chug of his beer. "About what?"
"Us."
"There is no us."
"Exactly!" Justin raised his hand to emphasize his point. "You know you want there to be. If just for one night... Hey, thats a song."
JC rolled his eyes and Justin swore he could see it. "Ok, ya know what? I'ma tell you the truth. I want you, Justin. Really, really badly. I mean, I haven't had sex for weeks. But that does not in ANY way mean that I want a relationship with you." Maybe that would shut the boy up. Justin was so frustrating sometimes.
Justin smiled. "That's not what Jared told me..." he said in a sing song voice.
JC paled and then turned to glare at the stairs. Jared would hear from him, for sure. "Fuck what Jared told you. Nothing he ever says is true and now we are officially off this topic."
Justin shrugged, knowing he'd bring it up soon enough. "Alright. Ey, come over."
JC narrowed his eyes at nothing in particular. "Why?" he asked cautiously.
Justin chuckled. "Because I want company."
"Why don't you ask Jare-"
"Because I don't want Jared. I want you..." he smiled to himself. "To come
over. So, what? 10, 15 minutes?"
"Who said I was coming?"
"We'll just hang out. I got this new popcorn, its good as shit."
"I didn't know shit was good." JC grinned.
"Don't get smart. Ok, so now get off the phone and get ready."
JC shook his head with a chuckle. "Who said I was coming?"
"And tell Jared his punk butt owes me for pizza."
Huh? "I'm not coming Justin, give it up."
Justin stopped chomping and grinned like a mad man. "Ever seen Training Day?"
JC narrowed his eyes. "Bye Justin."
"Bye baby, see ya in a fe-" The click resounded in his ears loudly but Justin knew. Just knew.
Chapter: 6
Author: Mikee
Feedback: It'd be a treat ;o) NutinButALilGirl@aol.com
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10 minutes later, Justin answered the door, pleased to see JC standing there with a shy smile but hard eyes.
"I hate you Justin."
Justin grinned. "Yeah, I know. And I looooove you." he teased as JC tossed him a roll of his eyes. "I got Training Day, you'll like it."
"I've already seen it." JC didn't wanna watch movies. Because then he wouldn't have time alone alone with Justin. Now, as much as JC would have liked to admit that Justin really was getting on his nerves and that he really didn't like the attention the younger man was giving him, he'd be lying because he loved it. Hell, he loved Justin and as long as he kept acting as if the blonde was a pest and an annoyance, maybe Justin wouldn't see his heart on his sleeve.
"Liar. And damn, turn around." Justin narrowed his eyes and JC turned around warily before facing Justin again.
"Wh-what are you talking about?"
Justin gave a crooked smile before twisting JC's hips possessively. The older man almost moaned but feigned surprised instead. "What are you doing?"
Justin pointed to the mirror across from them and said, "You actually have an ass in these jeans."
JC glowered and pushed away from Justin roughly. "Fuck you. You don't have much of an ass either."
"Hey!" Justin raised his hands defensively before backing up and grabbing a beer. "Want one? Of course you do."
JC took it and followed tentatively behind Justin as they made their way to the living room. JC, who only because of their earlier discussion, let his eyes wander down Justin's strong back, quickly flitting over the flexing muscles in them; Justin was wearing a tight wife beater, before letting them outline the shape of Justin's ass in the shorts he was wearing.
He blushed when Justin turned around and caught him. "Shit." he cursed as Justin licked his lips, winking.
JC blushed, his face hot as he sat the farthest away from Justin as he could. Justin didn't mind, or didn't seem to because he got comfortable on his loveseat.
The blonde got up a minute later though to get the popcorn but he still sat as far away as JC did and even though the older man wouldn't show it, he was a little disappointed. But it was for the best. Because what Justin was interested was the sex. JC wanted deeper, though he'd never admit it to the blonde.
By the end of Training Day and the middle of American Pie, the movie JC had not yet seen and Justin squealed about when he ran upstairs to get it, Justin had sat closer. And by the end of Lion King, Justin was in JC lap with his tongue down the brunette's throat.
JC hastily made work of the clothing separating his hands from Justin's smooth skin. Once he got that out of the way, he connected their lips once again, slowing down because he wanted this to last.
As he lifted up Justin to straddle him, the younger man let his hands wander the hard expanse of his stomach resting on his belt buckles, deftly unsnapping the restrain before working on the button and the fly. His tongue licked inside JC's mouth expertly, knowing just where to nip in order to make JC's body hum.
The brunette stopped them though when the tape made a loud scratching sound, then another. Justin pulled back flushed and extremely sexy JC wanted badly to lean in again and kiss the hell out of Justin. It wasn't as if Justin didn't want it.
"Sorry." the younger man mumbled and JC took a firm grasp on Justin's hips. His eyes were warm, or he hoped they were and his hand slid over Justin's torso, the blonde sighing loudly, slumping against him before diving back in for a kiss.
"Why are you doing this?" Justin dared to ask.
JC pulled back, nibbling on Justin's ear as he pulled away. He regarded Justin with hooded eyes. He was long gone.
"What do you mean?" he asked, his voice raspy.
Justin leaned forward, spreading kisses over JC's neck, placing a delicate one to the back of JC's ear. "2 hours ago, you hated me. Now... now..."
JC didn't want Justin to finish that so he placed his mouth over his, quieting him instantly.
JC entered him softly, sighing as Justin brushed a shaky hand over his chest.
The couple stayed still for a second or two, before moving together, unnaturally natural, as if they'd done this before.
JC let his head fall forward, sweaty wisps of hair shielding his face as he continued to thrust, grasping Justin's shoulders.
He looked at the blonde who was biting his lip, and pushing forward also, groaning and moaning. Justin was beautiful during sex.
His eyes fluttered open and JC gave a slight smile that turned into a slight groan as his pace sped up and Justin squeezed around him.
"Everything... everything you thought it'd be?" Justin panted out, running and hand though JC's hair, fisting his hands in it, bringing him closer until their mouths were dangerously close.
JC didn't know what to say, but he knew the answer was no. Because this was more than anything he'd thought it would have been. It was beautiful, the way he moved beneath him... god, he was too fucking close.
They were talking into each other's mouths now, moving quickly. Before any notice, Justin cried out and turned to mush a second later, JC close behind him, slumping against the younger man.
"More." he whispered cryptically before dozing off to sleep.
JC wasn't sure why he had slept with Justin that night. Well, he knew what the reasons could be, but he didn't know exactly which ones had caused him to actually have sex with the blonde.
He thought about it, afterwards when he had woken up tangled up in a mess with Justin. He had escaped easily, Justin seemed to sleep heavily and he crept back over to his house, knowing he'd hear it from Jared but the dark haired man wasn't on his mind.
Justin was, though.
So now he stood in the shower trying to analyze everything he should have before he decided to go and hop in bed with Justin.
"Shit." he cursed as he rubbed the soap against his chest, creating a lather. It wasn't as if Justin wasn't willing, or ready. No, not at all! The man had been ready, or so he had said, ever since he had turned 20, and JC decided to be a sexy little something. But JC had ignored his rambling and kept thrusting. Now he had to deal with this shit.
"Jesus." he muttered and then bent his head forward, letting the water run over his scalp, sighing as the warm water made him tingle, and a certain image of Justin, spread eagle on his bed got him tingling in other places. Places Justin had seen, touched, good lord, licked...
"Don't." he warned himself squeezing his eyes shut, though that proved to be helpless because he still saw Justin, but this time with sad blue eyes. "Shit." he continued to curse as he turned off the spray, twisting into a towel.
He wasn't surprised to see Jared there, and by his glare he knew Justin had told on him. Just great.
"Yeah, I like how you decided not to tell me you weren't coming home last night. I mean, just a phone call is all I needed."
JC narrowed his eyes, then nodded because that would at least get Jared off of his back for now, until he could finish thinking of a way to rationalize his mistake- He stopped walking to his bedroom.
Was it really a mistake? He didn't appreciate how it sounded when he said that because god, he had liked it. No, he had loved it, and it almost seemed wrong to call it a mistake.
But it was a mistake you dick, he scolded himself. It certainly was, he thought as he walked into the room, closing the door behind him. Justin wasn't ready for a relationship... so what was he worrying about? Justin was probably glad he didn't have to tell JC to leave.
A sad smile crossed JC's face and suddenly that was easily replaced with a frown.
But who said that's what he had wanted?
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