Surprisingly, there was no one waiting up for Justin when he closed the door behind him, Josh just an even darker blob in front of him, his hands wandering around the brunette’s waist to lead him up.

The elder had never been in the Timberlake house and with Justin’s hands around his body, he closed his eyes, becoming fully blind as he was lead up to the other’s room. His feet dipped into the carpet with each step, the stairs ending as he turned. It almost felt like his house, except more stairs.

When they reached the blonde’s room, light suddenly invaded his senses as the door creaked close, and the bolts squeaked into place. Josh blinked to and Justin’s arm slipped from around his waist only to step in front of him, bringing him close and into a kiss.

Their lips melded, a brief connection before Josh’s tongue outlined the seam of the other’s lips, both mouths opening in reply.

There was a slight scramble as Josh tried to lead and Justin went off of what he had seen in the movies mixed with what he felt. And right now, he was picturing the sex scene in Cruel Intentions, his hands becoming Sebastian’s as they slipped under Josh’s shirt, traveling north, bringing the tattered Blondie shirt with him, pulling away with a lick to discard it. And Josh, Justin realized, was just as into it, his head bending to place kisses on his neck, his chest, slipping further until his teeth were scraping against his denim clad erection.

Josh’s hands, being released from Justin’s own, unzipped the blonde’s pants, not wanting to rush but at the same time, needing to do this before they got caught. Plus, just the proximity of Justin so close was doing wonders to him, and when he couldn’t help it anymore, he let himself lick a long lewd striped on the crotch of Justin’s boxers.

“Please...”

“What?” Josh whispered into Justin’s ear as he rose, his panting warming the blonde’s cheek as he moved Justin towards the bed. He made a choice as he looked over Justin, the boy’s eyes landing on his with force that shut his own. As they fell to the bed, undressing each other with such urgency and kissed just as hard and quick, Justin realized, this was it.

He sat up and reached over, his shoulder rubbing against Josh’s chest. He pulled out some Cocoa Butter lotion, wishing he had turned off the lights, his glare trying its hardest to move the switch. But Josh was looking at him, wandering if Justin could read his mind right now, too. That he was so in love it was ridiculous, never mind a little bit scary.

“For later... Ya know, cause–”

“Are you sure?”

Justin snorted. “Do I look like a kid? Wait, don’t answer.”

Their lips were pressed together, Justin’s eyes closing in attempt to rid the blush on his face. And when he peeked, Josh was still staring at him, their now nude bodies fitting together.

“What?” he groaned shakily as he felt Josh’s cock pressed against him, never even knowing this was what it could feel like. The movies never showed you shit, and even if they did–

Justin’s brain stopped as Josh put a hand on him, a long nasty stroke that made his eyes squeeze tighter.

“If you... If you don’t hurry and get in,” he panted, opening his eyes, “I’ma jizz all over you in a second.”

Josh couldn’t help the smirk or the glint in his eyes. “Just,” he breathed, “will you promise to watch?”

Justin’s brain short-circuited and his body trembled uncontrollably. “Josh–”

“I meant me. At least, watch me, ok?”

Blue matched blue in the harsh light over head and Justin wriggled a bit before Josh rolled off of him, padding over in all his glory to the door, shutting off the light and walking back in the darkness, his hands his eyes as he searched for Justin, his fingers gliding over places on Justin’s body provoking things the blonde had to close his eyes against. But when their bodies were in line, their joined hands on Josh’s cock, the scent of chocolate cold on their palms, Justin opened his eyes.

“I promised,” he whispered, more to himself, and smiled as Josh bent to kiss him. “Wait,” he stalled. “What about a rubber–”

“You scared you’ll get pregnant?”

Justin scowled. “You’re ruining the moment. What about AIDS–”

“No, that definitely ruins the moment. I’m clean, you are...” He looked down abashed and when he rose again, Justin was stricken with the glass of his eyes, the pale blue in the dark, shining just for him. He raised his legs and put his hands on Josh’s shoulders.

The brunette pushed close, right up against and put his lips to Justin’s ear. “This might hurt, but I promise–”

“I know.”

Josh smiled. “OK,” he said and leaned close, his lips lying on Justin’s when he pushed even closer, now in, Justin’s body repulsing as he had expected.

“Wait, wait wait, just a second,” the youth muttered, his eyes squeezed shut, trying his hardest not to cry but with Josh in him, even in just a little bit, there were mixed feelings of either way being ripped apart.

“It’s ok, you just have to relax.”

He wanted to say something smart about being lax when there was a pole up his ass but now wasn’t the time. The hurt wasn’t intentional and he just sighed when his chest heaved against Josh’s.

“Justin, I’m sorry–”

“It’ll feel better in a second. That’s what they all say, right?”

Josh grinned. “Yeah.”

They kissed again, Justin allowing a tear to seep out when Josh pressed further into him, his sheer girth making the blonde bite into the other’s lip.

“Just rewax,” he spoke as he winced, pressing another kiss to the other’s lips.

After a few more seconds Josh asked silently if he could, and seeing Justin’s nod, pushed all the way in, the feeling damn near ecstasy as he closed his eyes for a brief second. The fact that he was in Justin, all the way inside the younger boy had his own body trembling, slightly with fear of the responsibility of taking it there, mostly of the desire and ardor swimming through the courses of his body.

“Josh,” Justin panted a few minutes later when they had graduated to a simple and slow push pull rhythm, the blonde’s back arched slightly.

“You feel so good, baby. It’s ok.”

Justin just nodded, a few more tears sliding as he twisted his hips, pain evident but this time laced with a little more pleasure than last time. And when Josh’s fingers latched around his hips to move him, the single sentiment sent him into the shakes.

Josh stopped as Justin breathed harder. “You ok?”

“Fine,” he exhaled. “Just... overwhelmed. No one said it was like this.”

The brunette smiled from ear to ear, nodded as he brought a finger to Justin’s cheek, smearing past tears. “I love you. You’re so gorgeous.”

Justin grimaced as his eyes glassed over. “Stop,” he whimpered. “You’re being a girl and turning me into one.”

When they kissed this time, their tongues met with a different purpose, their bodies sliding against one another’s in their own rhythm, their eyes glued to each other. Soon, they moved closer and quicker and it was the beginning of bringing them to that height that was being pursued.

“I-I’m gonna... I’ll come back for... you... I won’t leave, I can’t... Promise,” Josh panted as he sped up, his head lolling forward, his semi damp hair sliding against Justin’s shoulder and the blonde just gripped the brunette’s back as he experienced a version of euphoria he had never gotten from a J or even the acid he had tried once before. This was his own bliss in this one man, this one man who’d be leaving–

“God, please...” Josh kissed his ear, their foreheads meeting as they watched each other once more. The pain wasn’t much, just a discomfort whenever Josh wasn’t hitting his spot, but now, when the brunette’s eyes cast downward then up again Justin had to look for himself, trying to glimpse anything.

And he got an eyeful, of Josh hovering above him, his hips flexing in the slice of moonlight, his imagination creating the simple picture of Josh pushing into him, pulling out, filling him momentarily and Justin felt it in his belly.

He closed his eyes when he came, his nails dragging down the trail of Josh’s spine, his body vibrating with just out of reach satisfaction as his hips pressed down against Josh’s to get it. A second letter he was jelly, his heart thumping with fervor, Josh still above him pumping until he stiffened and the blonde felt it inside, the brunette then slumping onto him and then to the side as they caught their breath.

When the sweat on their body was cooling and Justin was huddling close to Josh, he had no words, his chapped lips pursing behind the brunette’s ear.

“Did you mean what you said?” he whispered, closing his eyes as a sheet was brought around them.

“When?”

Justin didn’t have the energy to do much else other than scoff. “About leaving me.”

Josh chuckled against the anxiety. “Go to sleep, I have to leave early in the mornin–”

“Don’t do that.”

The other swallowed and closed his eyes, kissing the other boy’s hairline, mumbling a false yes. “Now go to sleep.”

TBC...

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