Ntimate Ncounter series
Inspired by the Ntimate Holiday Special, nonchop and escapist_xbq present the Ntimate Ncounter series! Two unrelated stories, each focusing on first-time JuC, set on the night of the special. Be aware these are both quite porny.
Just What He Expected by nonchop:
Out of the corner of his eye he could see Lance stepping back away from them with a blank expression on his face. Smart move. He *pitied* the person who tried to get between him and JC right now. This night had been coming for a long time, and it had been right for them to wait, it had been smart, but Justin wasn’t willing to wait for what he wanted any longer. Wherever JC was going tonight, he was going to follow.
Not What He Expected by escapist_xbq:
He had waited a few hours, then knocked on JC's door and JC had answered, all sleepy and dreamy-eyed and crazy-haired. He had pushed his way into the room, ignoring C's complaints, and then shutting him up with a hard and hungry kiss that had building up in Justin for years and years and years. JC had sort of gasped against his mouth, which he had expected, and JC had returned the kiss feverishly, which he had also expected, and now they were naked on the bed, which he had sort of expected, but had mostly just hoped for. A lot.
Just What He Expected by nonchop:
Out of the corner of his eye he could see Lance stepping back away from them with a blank expression on his face. Smart move. He *pitied* the person who tried to get between him and JC right now. This night had been coming for a long time, and it had been right for them to wait, it had been smart, but Justin wasn’t willing to wait for what he wanted any longer. Wherever JC was going tonight, he was going to follow.
Not What He Expected by escapist_xbq:
He had waited a few hours, then knocked on JC's door and JC had answered, all sleepy and dreamy-eyed and crazy-haired. He had pushed his way into the room, ignoring C's complaints, and then shutting him up with a hard and hungry kiss that had building up in Justin for years and years and years. JC had sort of gasped against his mouth, which he had expected, and JC had returned the kiss feverishly, which he had also expected, and now they were naked on the bed, which he had sort of expected, but had mostly just hoped for. A lot.