Looking into my eyes, JC slid his hand along my jaw cupping my chin, “Nothing would give me greater pleasure.”

I smiled and leaned over to kiss him again. This time letting my tongue find his. We kissed over and over. Wet, open-mouthed kisses with pauses between so we could stare into each-other’s eyes. I realize then that he is probably the most sensual kisser I have ever met.

JC places his hands on my chest and pushes me over so I am now flat on my back. He moves above me and straddles me slowly pressing his hips downward so that I can feel just how much he wants this.

JC doesn’t kiss me right away, just closes his eyes and slowly grinds his lower body into mine, heightening our pleasure. Watching JC like that, rotating his slender, toned body on top of mine made me unbelievably hard in seconds. JC opened his beautiful eyes and looked down at me, smiling, he leaned down, placing his face against my neck. I felt his teeth before I felt anything else. His sharp teeth bit gently at my neck as his lips closed around the skin there and he started sucking. I knew I would have a dark mark there in the morning, but at that moment the only thing on my mind was how I could get him to move lower.

JC read my mind and trailed his tongue down my chest stopping at my nipple. He bit me there and swirled his tongue around the hard peak. I moaned loudly as he moved to the other side.

“Mark, you need to be quiet. They can’t hear us. No one can find out, so I need you to be quite for me,” JC whispered as his mouth trailed down the center of my stomach.

“Sorry, I’ll—ugh…you…don’t stop,” I groaned as his lips traced the outline of my cock through my boxers.

JC’s hands came up and rested on my shoulders, his fingertips trailed down over my chest and stopped at my nipples, to tease the area, wet from his mouth. His hands continued down to the waistband of my boxers. His hands continued down my legs, pulling my boxers with them. After throwing the clothing across the room, JC placed his hands on the inside of my calves running them slowly up the inside of my legs, pushing them apart as he went. He ran his hand up and past my arousal, teasing me with soft strokes, just barely there.

As he brought his hands up, his mouth came down. I let out a suprised yelp as his tongue grazed just the tip of my dick. He slowly made his way down one side and up the other before engulfing me entirely.

His hot, wet mouth on my dick was driving me mad. After I yelped for the third time he pulled back and sat on his heels.

"We gotta do something about that, or everyone is gonna know what's going on in here." He heads for his backpack, pulls out the blindfold they'd used for the 'What's Going On' video.

I look at him, "Um, what you gonna do with that?"

He doesn't say anything, just returns to the bed and kisses me breathless. When he pulls away, before I can make a sound, he bring the blindfold up and gently wraps it around my mouth.

"I'm sorry baby, but you are just way to loud. Please don't be mad." His eyes meet mine.

I try to ensure him with my eyes that it's ok. I nod my head and reach up, pulling him back down on my body.

He smiles in understanding and begins the onslaught of my body again. His hands travel over my body and soon he's got those beautiful lips wrapped around my dick once again. It's a damn good thing he's gagged me because when I cum I'm certain, even with the gag, people could have heard me yell.

JC makes his way back up my body, trailing kissing on the way. He stops to nibble on each nipple again.

He slowly removes the gag, "You gonna be a good boy now and keep quiet?"

I have no voice by this point so I just nod my head.

"Good boy." He smiles and reaches towards the floor where he'd stashed a tube of lubricant and a condom sometime before I'd woke up.

"What? You were planning on this or something?" I tease.

"No, I was hoping you'd make love to me, but..." He blushes.

"I can only think of one thing I'd like better."

He looks up abruptly, "What?"

"You making love to me." I smile.

He smiles, "No problems there." He squeezes a bit of the lube into the palm of his hand and rubs his fingers through it, "You ready?"

"MmmmHmmm." I close my eyes as he brings his lips down on mine.

He brings his lubed fingers down to my ass and rubs around the muscle getting me used to the feeling of something near that area of my body. Once I relax a bit he slowly slips a finger inside. I couldn't believe how great just that one slender finger felt.

I gasped, rather loudly, when he hit my prostate for the first time. Fireworks were going off in my head and I couldn't have controlled any part of my body by then anyway.

He withdrew his fingers and I thought for sure he was getting the gag again, but when I opened my eyes he was smiling at me. He unrolled the condom over his own dick, slicked an ample amount of lube into it, running his hand up and down the length ensuring it was entirely covered. He then moved between my legs, lifting them up and onto his shoulders. He entered me slowly and let me tell you, it was not a comfortable thing, it hurt like hell. He slid in very slowly, watching for any indication that I didn't want to continue. I closed my eyes and tried desperately to relax.

Finally, once he was completely inside me, he leaned down bringing his lips to mine, "You ok?"

"Mmmm." I open my eyes and meet those startling blue eyes. "Yes, I'm fine."

He reaches up and wipes a tear from my cheek, "It hurts. I should stop."

"No," I beg. "Please, I need this. I need you."

"If it gets too bad you'll stop me, right?"

"Right." I close my eyes again as he begins to move in a slow steady pace.

I run my hands up and down his body. He feels so soft and hard at the same time. His skin is smooth and soft like a downy blanket. The muscle underneath moving with his thrust. It was the most erotic thing I've ever experienced in my entire life.

"Josh...I'm gonna..." I whisper just before I cum for the second time.

"Mark..." Is all he gets out before he cums deep inside me. His arms give in the wake of his orgasm and he collapses on me.

"Josh? Baby, you ok?" I whisper when he doesn't move for what seems like an hour, although I'm sure it was only a few minutes.

"MmmmHmmm. Better than ok." He slides off me but keeps that physical connection of our bodies being close together.

I roll over and remove the condom. Tying the end, I get up and head for the bathroom and toss it into the trash. I grab a couple of washclothes, run them under warm water and return to his side. I clean his body of all the sexual residue.

He picks up the other washcloth and returns the favor.

We lay in the bed for a while just enjoying eachother's company. Finally he sits up, "We need to get to the studio." He grabs some clothes and heads for the bathroom.

"Aren't you even gonna take a shower..." I start, but stop as I hear the water go on. //Guess that answers that question.//

He pokes his head out the door, "You joining me, or do I have to take a shower alone?" He pouts.

I jump up off the bed and make a dash for the bathroom, "Never again."