I'd Rather Be Caught Dead Than Be Weak
Pairing: Jacoby/James
Summary: Coby's always had to handle things alone. But will he be able to get over the demons from his past and still get through the present by himself or will somebody be able to save him before it's too late?
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: NONE OF THIS HAPPENED. End of story.
Authors Note: This is my first fic here, so please be gentle =]
A/N 2: Matty!Mac is fine again! So now I get to write more!
A/N 3: HUGE THANKS to winginblood for helpin’ me so much with this!
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 8.5
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
James awoke as the sun poured in from the large bay window, washing over his face, the events of last night still fresh in his mind. So much had happened in such a short period of time; making love to Coby, finally getting a little leeway in cracking through his thick shell, and getting him to admit to his problems, even if it was only a handful of what he knew was so much more. It was no wonder Coby was still fast asleep.
James smiled warmly as he looked down at his side, more than pleased to find Coby’s arms wrapped tightly around him, his face hidden in James’ chest, hands clutched into fists above James’ abdomen. He looked so vulnerable despite the fact that he’d no doubt fallen asleep ready to fight upon awakening. Old habits must be hard to break, James supposed.
James pressed his lips to Coby’s temple, gently kneading his fingers up and down the sleeping man’s shoulders, feeling the tension that lied there, rousing Coby enough so he’d scrunch his nose, squinting up at James, giving a genuine, although sleepy, smile.
“Hey you,” James whispered, careful not to startle him, “sleep well?”
Coby nodded, “Only because I fell asleep knowing I’d get to wake up next to you,” Coby said timidly, afraid the increase in boldness would be rejected, James’ heart melting. He loved how naturally those kinds of things seemed to slip from Coby’s mouth. Although Coby would never admit it, James could tell he had practiced them all in his head, over and over, so desperately waiting for the day he’d be able to tell somebody such loving words.
All the doubt in Coby’s mind was soon erased when James’ lips caught his, slow but passionate, both man’s eyes slipping shut, losing themselves to the new feeling, exploring this uncharted territory. Coby tried his damned hardest to restrain himself, to gain some form of control but failed. There was just something about being around James that made him lose all his inhibition, almost to the point where he wouldn’t recognize himself. Everything changed when he was with James; and he didn’t exactly mind it.
James fought to hold back as well, left hand curling into the charcoal strands of Coby’s hair, tongue begging for entrance to Coby’s mouth. He knew it was probably crossing the line but he didn’t care. He was too caught up in the moment; afraid this might not happen again, that he’d scare Coby away. No such thing happened. Coby’s lips parted slightly, allowing the pink muscle to explore, whimpering, wanting so much more.
Coby maneuvered himself on top of James, hands trying to memorize every curve and bump of muscle and bone. It shocked him how natural this felt. With anyone he’d ever fucked before, save Zack, kissing always seemed forced. He’d never liked it; thought it to be an act far too intimate for any situation he could ever be in. But again, with James, things were different. He couldn’t get enough.
Coby groaned in disapproval as James pulled away, lips ghosting each other, both sets of eyes still closed.
“We should stop before things get too out of hand,” James chuckled, pressing his forehead against Coby’s.
“What if I want them to get out of hand?” Coby chuckled, working his sparkling blue eyes to his advantage. James was staring.
“Damn you,” James gasped as Coby ground his hips on James’, he was getting really comfortable, really quickly, “we need a shower, don’t you think?”
Coby froze. All the images that ran through his head a few days ago were swarming. His jaw hung slack as a moan slipped through. He could already feel himself pressing James against the slick walls, sliding into him, and then-
“Yes we do.”
James nodded as Coby crashed their lips together fiercely, letting Coby take complete control of the situation. Coby’s hand slid down James well-defined abs, to the waistband of his jeans, one hand slipping to the small of his back, the other hooking it’s fingers in the belt loops, pulling James up from the bed, their lips never leaving each other.
James moaned loudly and smiled against Coby’s lips as he was yanked upright, enjoying being able to let Coby have this kind of dominance over him. James was always so in control of every aspect in his life, both professional and personal, it was amazing and quite a relief to be able to just let go and follow the other man’s needy demands. Needy demands that were so deliciously pressing into James’ own crotch. He let out another heady moan as he was backed into his walk-in bathroom, Coby pressing him into the counter of the sink.
Coby finally broke the heated kiss, opting to bite at James’ neck, quickly discovering a number of hotspots as James squirmed beneath him, whimpers escaping his mouth with reckless abandon. Coby had to admit, it was a definite head rush to be in control of a cop, much less one that he knew damn well could turn this around on him in a heartbeat. That only added to the thrill.
“You wanna start the water?” Coby asked between bites, unbuttoning James’ jeans and playing with the zipper. He was a tease and he knew it. James nodded rapidly, rushing to the shower, sliding the glass pane on the track to bend over and reach the knobs, setting it to hot. Coby moved to press his hips into James’ bent over backside, fingers hooking through the belt loops of his jeans again and pushing them down, letting out a shaky moan as he was greeted with the sight of James’ bare ass, just now remembering neither of them had put on boxers.
“Anyone ever tell you you’re hot as fuck?” Coby stared in wonder as his hands roamed the round globes beneath him, James standing up straight now, his head shaking from side to side with a whimper in an answer of ‘no’ before falling back onto Coby’s shoulder with a sigh. Coby’s hand snaked around to stroke his prominent arousal, also reveling in the feeling of Coby’s own denim-clad erection pressing into the crack of his ass. He’d never been so turned on in his life and neither of them had really gotten started. James had a feeling his mind would be thoroughly blown by the end of this session.
“Jacoby, please . . . no more teasing, I need it. Bad!” James demanded, thrusting his hips into Coby’s hand for added emphasis.
“I dunno . . . you’re sooo much hotter when you beg. I might just have to keep you on edge so I can hear it a little more,” Coby laughed evilly, “and besides, I didn’t get to fully admire this beautiful cock of yours last night.” Coby flicked his wrist especially fast, feeling James tense slightly at the shock of pleasure. For a man so strong and powerful, Coby found his weakness exceptionally easy. To say it brought James to his knees was quite the understatement, as James turned around and fell to his knees, face to crotch with Coby as he quickly slid the blue-eyed man’s jeans from his hips and looked up, golden eyes hungry.
“Who’s the tease now?” James asked, his eyes no more than slits, eyebrows wiggling up once, and flashing those crooked pearly whites in a smirk fit for the devil himself as he successfully moved his lips around Coby’s cock with a soft moan, slowly inching it in deeper, using his tongue to tease the protruding vein on the underside, not even gagging when the tip hit the back of his throat.
Coby was speechless, shaking even, in utter disbelief that sweet, conservative James fell to his knees so willingly and sucked cock a million times better than the boys in the dirty movies he’d so often find himself watching seemed to do it. He was left with one deduction; his James was a slut.
“Shit, and I thought I was the tease,” Coby gasped as he ran his fingers through James’ pink striped hair, clutching and pulling the dyed locks harder as James raked his teeth along the bottom of his cock, pulling off completely before licking and teasing the head ever so gently, lapping away at the rapidly gathering precum, wrapping his lips around it, and engulfing Coby’s cock into the warm, wet confines of his mouth once again. Breathing very audibly and moaning incoherent words to James seemed to be the only thing Coby could successfully do right now. He was a writhing mess, trying to hold back his orgasm as long as he could. He was enjoying James’ oh-so skilled mouth too much to stop but he knew if it went on any longer he’d be done right there and then. He gently pushed James’ off of his cock and helped him stand. Coby had one thing to say to him.
“Oh my God, you’re a whore!”
“Damn right,” James only giggled and took no offence, seeing as Coby’s dick was rock hard, knowing he said it with all the love in his heart.
“My whore,” Coby pulled James closer, quickly stealing a kiss and groaning as he tasted himself of James’ lips. So hot.
“Getting possessive now, are we?” James smirked as he helped Coby to remove his bothersome jeans so they could both get in the shower and down to business. He had no problem with Coby saying that he belonged to him. He knew full well that the boy had waited forever just to have someone to call his own.
“Damn right.”
Both men stepped into the shower that was big enough for 10 plus James and Coby, immediately being pelted by the steaming hot spray from the showerhead. James proceeded to grab the bottle of shampoo from the bench, lathering it in his hair, suds dripping down his body. He knew damn well Coby’s eyes were glued to him. Coby tried not to stare but failed horrible, lip caught between his teeth as he resisted the urge to touch the slippery, wet muscle that made up James’ body.
Coby tried to distract himself by washing his hair as well, effectively keeping his eyes shut as not to get soap in them, James swiftly taking advantage of the opportunity by slipping his hands down his own abdomen, moaning theatrically as he slid himself through his hand, smirking when all of Coby’s actions stopped abruptly, listening to the played out whimpers and gasps James was giving him. Coby rushed to rinse the suds from his hair so he could safely open his eyes and witness the source of such enticing sounds. Navy blue’s peeked open but soon widening beyond belief as they scanned the man in front of him with his thick cock in hand, head thrown back, gorgeous face twisted and contorting in pleasure but the evil glint in the golden eyes, conveying that he knew damn well that what he was doing to Coby was far worse than what he was doing to himself.
“Alright, slut,” Coby growled as he grabbed onto James’ shoulders, spun him around so his dick pressed against James’ ass, pushing him into the tile of the wall, “you’re gonna get it for teasing me like this!”
James groaned and did nothing to fight back, ready and willing to take anything Coby wanted to give.
“You’re okay with this, right? With me fucking you? I’ve been known to get a bit rough and I don’t wanna hurt you,” Coby’s dominating tone broke, asking James’ permission in a whisper. James nodded and smiled, enamored with Coby’s concern.
“Completely fine with it,” James gasped as he thrust up against the slippery tile walls, “I trust you completely.”
There was one of those unknown words once again. Trust. James trusted him. Coby still found that unbelievable but hey, who the fuck was he kidding? James trusted him enough to let him get this far and damnit, he wasn’t about to disappoint.
Coby moved his hand to James’ mouth, providing two fingers for the officer to suck into his mouth. Swirling his tongue around them much like he’d done to Coby’s cock only moments before, he made sure he’d gotten them nice and wet. He wasn’t about to have Coby rip him in half.
“It’s been a while since I’ve done this,” Coby groaned as he pulled his fingers away and trailed them down James’ spine, biting his lip as James arched his back from the slight touch, a soft shudder running through his entire body, quickly followed by every muscle tensing when he felt the pad of Coby’s finger push through the tight ring of muscles. His nose scrunched up at the feeling. It’d been about 2 years since he’d bottomed, that due to the fact he hadn’t had a boyfriend in the same amount of time. Coby, on the other hand, usually picked up someone at the bar, male or female, and took them home, but hadn’t done so for a few months. Needless to say, they were both a little rusty, but things were coming back to them quick.
A second finger was soon added, earning a grunt of pain as they were pushed deeper and then stretched, repeating the actions a few times over before curling up, searching for something. Coby knew he found it when his ears were rewarded with the most orgasm-inducing scream. James was writhing now, unsuccessfully grinding down on Coby’s fingers, Coby pulling them away, making sure to tease the other man thoroughly.
“Oh God, fuck, please, just fuck me already!” James demanded. It really had been a while since he’d felt anything this good.
Coby nipped at the back of James’ neck, whispering to him huskily while tapping that certain bundle of nerves again, “Is that an order, Officer?”
“Yes it fucking is, now do it before I have to cuff you and fuck you myself!” James nearly screamed again, voice going up an octave. He was losing the grip of his control over himself, giving in to the immense pleasure, and not seeming to mind one bit.
“We’ll have to save that for another time, I think if this goes on any longer I’m gonna fucking explode,” Coby bit his lip as he pushed in slowly, making sure he didn’t hurt James at all, his previous thoughts being confirmed when James made little acknowledgement of any sort of pain, trying to impale himself as much as he could on Coby’s dick.
“Jesus Christ, you’re a cockslut,” Coby moaned out loudly. James was tight as hell and he loved it. Loved how quickly he could turn the man into a writhing mess. Loved how he could take control over him. Loved that this was all his to enjoy. His James.
Coby continued to thrust into James, his nails biting into the other man’s hips, sure to leave crescent shaped marks later. James seemed to like that especially, another one of his hotspots discovered.
He whined when Coby pulled out, craning his neck to look back to see if anything was wrong. “What happened? Why’d you stop?” his voice was needy.
“I wanna see your face when I make you come,” Coby stated, quickly maneuvering them, too fast for James to realize, until he gasped when he met with the cold touch of the shower bench on his lower back and ass. Coby soon thrust back in, hitting James’ prostate dead on, James nearly arching right off the bench.
“Fuck yes, Jacoby, God, harder!” James commanded like the cockslut he was, arms snaking around to Coby’s back, short nails clawing down the other’s back as he arched into his body. Coby drank in the sight of James’ sculpted abs, the tattoos inked into the olive skin that was stretched over them, the perfect V shape his hips made, down to the gorgeous cock that was throbbing, in need of attention. The feeling of inadequacy entered his mind once again but soon left when an absolutely evil idea took over his thoughts.
“I oughta teach you a lesson in self-control,” Coby said through clenched teeth, holding himself against James’ spot while taking a hold of his dick, pinching off the base so James couldn’t come, even if he wanted, which he so desperately did. Even Coby found the irony in his words, but the effect he got took his mind away from it, James’ eyes widening, jaw dropping, golden orbs darting from his lovers face to the stranglehold he had on his dick.
“Beg for it,” Coby said, knowing he’d get quite the show if he deprived James of his release, thrusting his hips harder as James had wanted, smirking at the faces James was making, a look caught between rapturous pleasure and blatant frustration.
“Haven’t I been begging the entire time, shit, Jacoby, fuck me, you fuck me through the God damn wall for all I care, please!” James cried out, craving that oh-so delicious completion.
“I’ll let you come, but you’ve got to understand one thing before I let you,” Coby pressed his forehead onto James’, dripping hair in eachothers faces but lust filled sapphire blues and golden greens staring directly into eachother.
“Anything, what is it?” James exhaled, the overload of pleasure making his head spin.
“You’re mine,” Coby panted as he thrust deep and hard in James, “you belong to nobody else but me, you got that?” It sounded to James more like a plea than a statement. He didn’t give a shit though, whichever one it was, it was true.
“I’m yours, baby, all yours,” James panted, desperate for release as Coby pounded into his spot repeatedly while continuing to pinch the base of his cock, prolonging his orgasm.
“Mine,” Coby repeated as he bit James’ neck hard, leaving his mark there, right on his throat for all the world to see.
“I’m yours, now please, Jacoby, let me come!” James begged. Coby smirked as he teased the head with his thumb, the warm water from the shower only helping to aid in his brutal teasing. James was nearly sobbing in pleasure, Coby’s own orgasm right around the corner. Just when James thought his cock would explode, Coby let go, a screaming ripping itself from James’ throat as he came harder than he ever had before, spurting all over Coby’s tightening abs. The sight and the sounds were too much for Coby to handle, soon after spilling himself into James with an elongated moan, soon swallowing the sound when their lips crashed together fiercely, passionately. Lovingly.
Coby’s head fell on James’ shoulder as they broke away, the water, now cold, still pounding on his back.
“You’re so beautiful . . . too beautiful for someone like me to deserve,” Coby whispered, wrapping his arms around James’ upper body both possessively and protectively, hiding his face in his neck.
“No I’m not,” James fought to catch his breath, holding onto who he was now dubbing as “his baby”, “we both just got lucky we found eachother.”
“You’re perfect.”
James smiled, freckled cheeks turning a rosy red, “So are you.”
“Bullshit! You’re only saying that just because!” Coby laughed, eyes drowsily slipping shut.
“Am not, and you can’t prove it so, ha!” James giggled like a little boy, letting his playful, not-so-serious side come out, sticking his tongue out at the older man who returned the childish gesture. A comfortable silence blanketed the two as they regained their composure, still clinging to one another, both being left to their own thoughts.
“Hey uhmm . . . do you think we can call Brian to see what he’s doing today? I really want to get that over with and I think that’s the only way Zack won’t hate me anymore,” Coby sounded like a hurt little kid, desperate to patch things up with his best friend.
“He doesn’t hate you, Jacoby, he’s just mad. And of course we can call them, I’ll ask them to meet us somewhere so things can all happen in person,” James planned, smiling and kissing Coby’s forehead to reassure him that everything would be alright.
“Sounds good to me,” Coby said as he pulled himself from James’ arms, only to wash off before sliding the door open and stepping out of the shower stall. James quickly did the same, wrapping both himself and Coby in one of the large, plush, sky blue towels that hung on the rack next to the shower. It was no surprise that blue was his favorite color.
Coby smiled greatly but pressed his forehead to James’ with slight apprehension, “Hey James, can you do me another favor?”
“Yeah, sure, anything baby,” James replied, eyebrow crooking up.
“Don’t- . . .” Coby’s voice broke, reducing itself to a mere whisper, “don’t ever leave me?”
James ran his hand through his lovers damp hair, realizing just how much he meant to the man, what this entire relationship meant, his heart swelling at the innocence and need laced in Coby’s words.
“Never. I promise.”
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Brian’s phone rang from inside the table by Zack’s bed. How it got there, he didn’t know, but he reached over to grab it, careful not to rouse Zack, who was curled into his side. Flipping it open, he brought it to his ear, giving a soft “Hello?”
“Hey Bri, it’s James. I was wondering if you and Zack could meet Jacoby and I somewhere today.”
“Uhh, yeah sure, I was actually thinking about taking Zack out to lunch at Katz Restaurant, want to meet us there in half an hour?” Brian replied.
“Yeah sure, sounds great,” James smiled. Silence fell for a few seconds before Brian began to talk again.
“So I’m guessing you finally got that breakthrough you’ve been working at?” Brian smirked, threading his fingers through the raven locks of his lover that was napping on his chest.
“Yeah, I did. I told you all I would. Even in just a night, I’m beginning to see so many changes. It’s amazing Brian, you wouldn’t even believe,” James confessed. Brian could tell the smile on James face was huge, and could also tell James was in another room than Coby.
“You both will have to explain things over lunch, we’ve got to get ready to meet you. I’m happy for you both James, really.”
“Thanks man, it means a lot. See you soon.”
Brian hung up with a small smile, looking down at Zack, kissing him softly to wake him up.
“Huh?” Zack asked groggily, “what’s going on?”
“Come on, we’ve got to get ready to go to lunch with James and Coby,” Brian told him, rubbing his back gently.
“What are we going to lunch with them for?” Zack was obviously still mad at Coby, but a hell of a lot less angry than he was the night before.
“We’re all going to make things right. Now c’mon Sleeping Beauty, we gotta go!” Brian laughed, sitting up and searching for his clothes, soon after followed by Zack. He looked over at the green eyed man, his heart beating a little bit faster knowing that he’d finally found something worth holding on to.
Summary: Coby's always had to handle things alone. But will he be able to get over the demons from his past and still get through the present by himself or will somebody be able to save him before it's too late?
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: NONE OF THIS HAPPENED. End of story.
Authors Note: This is my first fic here, so please be gentle =]
A/N 2: Matty!Mac is fine again! So now I get to write more!
A/N 3: HUGE THANKS to winginblood for helpin’ me so much with this!
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 8.5
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
James awoke as the sun poured in from the large bay window, washing over his face, the events of last night still fresh in his mind. So much had happened in such a short period of time; making love to Coby, finally getting a little leeway in cracking through his thick shell, and getting him to admit to his problems, even if it was only a handful of what he knew was so much more. It was no wonder Coby was still fast asleep.
James smiled warmly as he looked down at his side, more than pleased to find Coby’s arms wrapped tightly around him, his face hidden in James’ chest, hands clutched into fists above James’ abdomen. He looked so vulnerable despite the fact that he’d no doubt fallen asleep ready to fight upon awakening. Old habits must be hard to break, James supposed.
James pressed his lips to Coby’s temple, gently kneading his fingers up and down the sleeping man’s shoulders, feeling the tension that lied there, rousing Coby enough so he’d scrunch his nose, squinting up at James, giving a genuine, although sleepy, smile.
“Hey you,” James whispered, careful not to startle him, “sleep well?”
Coby nodded, “Only because I fell asleep knowing I’d get to wake up next to you,” Coby said timidly, afraid the increase in boldness would be rejected, James’ heart melting. He loved how naturally those kinds of things seemed to slip from Coby’s mouth. Although Coby would never admit it, James could tell he had practiced them all in his head, over and over, so desperately waiting for the day he’d be able to tell somebody such loving words.
All the doubt in Coby’s mind was soon erased when James’ lips caught his, slow but passionate, both man’s eyes slipping shut, losing themselves to the new feeling, exploring this uncharted territory. Coby tried his damned hardest to restrain himself, to gain some form of control but failed. There was just something about being around James that made him lose all his inhibition, almost to the point where he wouldn’t recognize himself. Everything changed when he was with James; and he didn’t exactly mind it.
James fought to hold back as well, left hand curling into the charcoal strands of Coby’s hair, tongue begging for entrance to Coby’s mouth. He knew it was probably crossing the line but he didn’t care. He was too caught up in the moment; afraid this might not happen again, that he’d scare Coby away. No such thing happened. Coby’s lips parted slightly, allowing the pink muscle to explore, whimpering, wanting so much more.
Coby maneuvered himself on top of James, hands trying to memorize every curve and bump of muscle and bone. It shocked him how natural this felt. With anyone he’d ever fucked before, save Zack, kissing always seemed forced. He’d never liked it; thought it to be an act far too intimate for any situation he could ever be in. But again, with James, things were different. He couldn’t get enough.
Coby groaned in disapproval as James pulled away, lips ghosting each other, both sets of eyes still closed.
“We should stop before things get too out of hand,” James chuckled, pressing his forehead against Coby’s.
“What if I want them to get out of hand?” Coby chuckled, working his sparkling blue eyes to his advantage. James was staring.
“Damn you,” James gasped as Coby ground his hips on James’, he was getting really comfortable, really quickly, “we need a shower, don’t you think?”
Coby froze. All the images that ran through his head a few days ago were swarming. His jaw hung slack as a moan slipped through. He could already feel himself pressing James against the slick walls, sliding into him, and then-
“Yes we do.”
James nodded as Coby crashed their lips together fiercely, letting Coby take complete control of the situation. Coby’s hand slid down James well-defined abs, to the waistband of his jeans, one hand slipping to the small of his back, the other hooking it’s fingers in the belt loops, pulling James up from the bed, their lips never leaving each other.
James moaned loudly and smiled against Coby’s lips as he was yanked upright, enjoying being able to let Coby have this kind of dominance over him. James was always so in control of every aspect in his life, both professional and personal, it was amazing and quite a relief to be able to just let go and follow the other man’s needy demands. Needy demands that were so deliciously pressing into James’ own crotch. He let out another heady moan as he was backed into his walk-in bathroom, Coby pressing him into the counter of the sink.
Coby finally broke the heated kiss, opting to bite at James’ neck, quickly discovering a number of hotspots as James squirmed beneath him, whimpers escaping his mouth with reckless abandon. Coby had to admit, it was a definite head rush to be in control of a cop, much less one that he knew damn well could turn this around on him in a heartbeat. That only added to the thrill.
“You wanna start the water?” Coby asked between bites, unbuttoning James’ jeans and playing with the zipper. He was a tease and he knew it. James nodded rapidly, rushing to the shower, sliding the glass pane on the track to bend over and reach the knobs, setting it to hot. Coby moved to press his hips into James’ bent over backside, fingers hooking through the belt loops of his jeans again and pushing them down, letting out a shaky moan as he was greeted with the sight of James’ bare ass, just now remembering neither of them had put on boxers.
“Anyone ever tell you you’re hot as fuck?” Coby stared in wonder as his hands roamed the round globes beneath him, James standing up straight now, his head shaking from side to side with a whimper in an answer of ‘no’ before falling back onto Coby’s shoulder with a sigh. Coby’s hand snaked around to stroke his prominent arousal, also reveling in the feeling of Coby’s own denim-clad erection pressing into the crack of his ass. He’d never been so turned on in his life and neither of them had really gotten started. James had a feeling his mind would be thoroughly blown by the end of this session.
“Jacoby, please . . . no more teasing, I need it. Bad!” James demanded, thrusting his hips into Coby’s hand for added emphasis.
“I dunno . . . you’re sooo much hotter when you beg. I might just have to keep you on edge so I can hear it a little more,” Coby laughed evilly, “and besides, I didn’t get to fully admire this beautiful cock of yours last night.” Coby flicked his wrist especially fast, feeling James tense slightly at the shock of pleasure. For a man so strong and powerful, Coby found his weakness exceptionally easy. To say it brought James to his knees was quite the understatement, as James turned around and fell to his knees, face to crotch with Coby as he quickly slid the blue-eyed man’s jeans from his hips and looked up, golden eyes hungry.
“Who’s the tease now?” James asked, his eyes no more than slits, eyebrows wiggling up once, and flashing those crooked pearly whites in a smirk fit for the devil himself as he successfully moved his lips around Coby’s cock with a soft moan, slowly inching it in deeper, using his tongue to tease the protruding vein on the underside, not even gagging when the tip hit the back of his throat.
Coby was speechless, shaking even, in utter disbelief that sweet, conservative James fell to his knees so willingly and sucked cock a million times better than the boys in the dirty movies he’d so often find himself watching seemed to do it. He was left with one deduction; his James was a slut.
“Shit, and I thought I was the tease,” Coby gasped as he ran his fingers through James’ pink striped hair, clutching and pulling the dyed locks harder as James raked his teeth along the bottom of his cock, pulling off completely before licking and teasing the head ever so gently, lapping away at the rapidly gathering precum, wrapping his lips around it, and engulfing Coby’s cock into the warm, wet confines of his mouth once again. Breathing very audibly and moaning incoherent words to James seemed to be the only thing Coby could successfully do right now. He was a writhing mess, trying to hold back his orgasm as long as he could. He was enjoying James’ oh-so skilled mouth too much to stop but he knew if it went on any longer he’d be done right there and then. He gently pushed James’ off of his cock and helped him stand. Coby had one thing to say to him.
“Oh my God, you’re a whore!”
“Damn right,” James only giggled and took no offence, seeing as Coby’s dick was rock hard, knowing he said it with all the love in his heart.
“My whore,” Coby pulled James closer, quickly stealing a kiss and groaning as he tasted himself of James’ lips. So hot.
“Getting possessive now, are we?” James smirked as he helped Coby to remove his bothersome jeans so they could both get in the shower and down to business. He had no problem with Coby saying that he belonged to him. He knew full well that the boy had waited forever just to have someone to call his own.
“Damn right.”
Both men stepped into the shower that was big enough for 10 plus James and Coby, immediately being pelted by the steaming hot spray from the showerhead. James proceeded to grab the bottle of shampoo from the bench, lathering it in his hair, suds dripping down his body. He knew damn well Coby’s eyes were glued to him. Coby tried not to stare but failed horrible, lip caught between his teeth as he resisted the urge to touch the slippery, wet muscle that made up James’ body.
Coby tried to distract himself by washing his hair as well, effectively keeping his eyes shut as not to get soap in them, James swiftly taking advantage of the opportunity by slipping his hands down his own abdomen, moaning theatrically as he slid himself through his hand, smirking when all of Coby’s actions stopped abruptly, listening to the played out whimpers and gasps James was giving him. Coby rushed to rinse the suds from his hair so he could safely open his eyes and witness the source of such enticing sounds. Navy blue’s peeked open but soon widening beyond belief as they scanned the man in front of him with his thick cock in hand, head thrown back, gorgeous face twisted and contorting in pleasure but the evil glint in the golden eyes, conveying that he knew damn well that what he was doing to Coby was far worse than what he was doing to himself.
“Alright, slut,” Coby growled as he grabbed onto James’ shoulders, spun him around so his dick pressed against James’ ass, pushing him into the tile of the wall, “you’re gonna get it for teasing me like this!”
James groaned and did nothing to fight back, ready and willing to take anything Coby wanted to give.
“You’re okay with this, right? With me fucking you? I’ve been known to get a bit rough and I don’t wanna hurt you,” Coby’s dominating tone broke, asking James’ permission in a whisper. James nodded and smiled, enamored with Coby’s concern.
“Completely fine with it,” James gasped as he thrust up against the slippery tile walls, “I trust you completely.”
There was one of those unknown words once again. Trust. James trusted him. Coby still found that unbelievable but hey, who the fuck was he kidding? James trusted him enough to let him get this far and damnit, he wasn’t about to disappoint.
Coby moved his hand to James’ mouth, providing two fingers for the officer to suck into his mouth. Swirling his tongue around them much like he’d done to Coby’s cock only moments before, he made sure he’d gotten them nice and wet. He wasn’t about to have Coby rip him in half.
“It’s been a while since I’ve done this,” Coby groaned as he pulled his fingers away and trailed them down James’ spine, biting his lip as James arched his back from the slight touch, a soft shudder running through his entire body, quickly followed by every muscle tensing when he felt the pad of Coby’s finger push through the tight ring of muscles. His nose scrunched up at the feeling. It’d been about 2 years since he’d bottomed, that due to the fact he hadn’t had a boyfriend in the same amount of time. Coby, on the other hand, usually picked up someone at the bar, male or female, and took them home, but hadn’t done so for a few months. Needless to say, they were both a little rusty, but things were coming back to them quick.
A second finger was soon added, earning a grunt of pain as they were pushed deeper and then stretched, repeating the actions a few times over before curling up, searching for something. Coby knew he found it when his ears were rewarded with the most orgasm-inducing scream. James was writhing now, unsuccessfully grinding down on Coby’s fingers, Coby pulling them away, making sure to tease the other man thoroughly.
“Oh God, fuck, please, just fuck me already!” James demanded. It really had been a while since he’d felt anything this good.
Coby nipped at the back of James’ neck, whispering to him huskily while tapping that certain bundle of nerves again, “Is that an order, Officer?”
“Yes it fucking is, now do it before I have to cuff you and fuck you myself!” James nearly screamed again, voice going up an octave. He was losing the grip of his control over himself, giving in to the immense pleasure, and not seeming to mind one bit.
“We’ll have to save that for another time, I think if this goes on any longer I’m gonna fucking explode,” Coby bit his lip as he pushed in slowly, making sure he didn’t hurt James at all, his previous thoughts being confirmed when James made little acknowledgement of any sort of pain, trying to impale himself as much as he could on Coby’s dick.
“Jesus Christ, you’re a cockslut,” Coby moaned out loudly. James was tight as hell and he loved it. Loved how quickly he could turn the man into a writhing mess. Loved how he could take control over him. Loved that this was all his to enjoy. His James.
Coby continued to thrust into James, his nails biting into the other man’s hips, sure to leave crescent shaped marks later. James seemed to like that especially, another one of his hotspots discovered.
He whined when Coby pulled out, craning his neck to look back to see if anything was wrong. “What happened? Why’d you stop?” his voice was needy.
“I wanna see your face when I make you come,” Coby stated, quickly maneuvering them, too fast for James to realize, until he gasped when he met with the cold touch of the shower bench on his lower back and ass. Coby soon thrust back in, hitting James’ prostate dead on, James nearly arching right off the bench.
“Fuck yes, Jacoby, God, harder!” James commanded like the cockslut he was, arms snaking around to Coby’s back, short nails clawing down the other’s back as he arched into his body. Coby drank in the sight of James’ sculpted abs, the tattoos inked into the olive skin that was stretched over them, the perfect V shape his hips made, down to the gorgeous cock that was throbbing, in need of attention. The feeling of inadequacy entered his mind once again but soon left when an absolutely evil idea took over his thoughts.
“I oughta teach you a lesson in self-control,” Coby said through clenched teeth, holding himself against James’ spot while taking a hold of his dick, pinching off the base so James couldn’t come, even if he wanted, which he so desperately did. Even Coby found the irony in his words, but the effect he got took his mind away from it, James’ eyes widening, jaw dropping, golden orbs darting from his lovers face to the stranglehold he had on his dick.
“Beg for it,” Coby said, knowing he’d get quite the show if he deprived James of his release, thrusting his hips harder as James had wanted, smirking at the faces James was making, a look caught between rapturous pleasure and blatant frustration.
“Haven’t I been begging the entire time, shit, Jacoby, fuck me, you fuck me through the God damn wall for all I care, please!” James cried out, craving that oh-so delicious completion.
“I’ll let you come, but you’ve got to understand one thing before I let you,” Coby pressed his forehead onto James’, dripping hair in eachothers faces but lust filled sapphire blues and golden greens staring directly into eachother.
“Anything, what is it?” James exhaled, the overload of pleasure making his head spin.
“You’re mine,” Coby panted as he thrust deep and hard in James, “you belong to nobody else but me, you got that?” It sounded to James more like a plea than a statement. He didn’t give a shit though, whichever one it was, it was true.
“I’m yours, baby, all yours,” James panted, desperate for release as Coby pounded into his spot repeatedly while continuing to pinch the base of his cock, prolonging his orgasm.
“Mine,” Coby repeated as he bit James’ neck hard, leaving his mark there, right on his throat for all the world to see.
“I’m yours, now please, Jacoby, let me come!” James begged. Coby smirked as he teased the head with his thumb, the warm water from the shower only helping to aid in his brutal teasing. James was nearly sobbing in pleasure, Coby’s own orgasm right around the corner. Just when James thought his cock would explode, Coby let go, a screaming ripping itself from James’ throat as he came harder than he ever had before, spurting all over Coby’s tightening abs. The sight and the sounds were too much for Coby to handle, soon after spilling himself into James with an elongated moan, soon swallowing the sound when their lips crashed together fiercely, passionately. Lovingly.
Coby’s head fell on James’ shoulder as they broke away, the water, now cold, still pounding on his back.
“You’re so beautiful . . . too beautiful for someone like me to deserve,” Coby whispered, wrapping his arms around James’ upper body both possessively and protectively, hiding his face in his neck.
“No I’m not,” James fought to catch his breath, holding onto who he was now dubbing as “his baby”, “we both just got lucky we found eachother.”
“You’re perfect.”
James smiled, freckled cheeks turning a rosy red, “So are you.”
“Bullshit! You’re only saying that just because!” Coby laughed, eyes drowsily slipping shut.
“Am not, and you can’t prove it so, ha!” James giggled like a little boy, letting his playful, not-so-serious side come out, sticking his tongue out at the older man who returned the childish gesture. A comfortable silence blanketed the two as they regained their composure, still clinging to one another, both being left to their own thoughts.
“Hey uhmm . . . do you think we can call Brian to see what he’s doing today? I really want to get that over with and I think that’s the only way Zack won’t hate me anymore,” Coby sounded like a hurt little kid, desperate to patch things up with his best friend.
“He doesn’t hate you, Jacoby, he’s just mad. And of course we can call them, I’ll ask them to meet us somewhere so things can all happen in person,” James planned, smiling and kissing Coby’s forehead to reassure him that everything would be alright.
“Sounds good to me,” Coby said as he pulled himself from James’ arms, only to wash off before sliding the door open and stepping out of the shower stall. James quickly did the same, wrapping both himself and Coby in one of the large, plush, sky blue towels that hung on the rack next to the shower. It was no surprise that blue was his favorite color.
Coby smiled greatly but pressed his forehead to James’ with slight apprehension, “Hey James, can you do me another favor?”
“Yeah, sure, anything baby,” James replied, eyebrow crooking up.
“Don’t- . . .” Coby’s voice broke, reducing itself to a mere whisper, “don’t ever leave me?”
James ran his hand through his lovers damp hair, realizing just how much he meant to the man, what this entire relationship meant, his heart swelling at the innocence and need laced in Coby’s words.
“Never. I promise.”
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Brian’s phone rang from inside the table by Zack’s bed. How it got there, he didn’t know, but he reached over to grab it, careful not to rouse Zack, who was curled into his side. Flipping it open, he brought it to his ear, giving a soft “Hello?”
“Hey Bri, it’s James. I was wondering if you and Zack could meet Jacoby and I somewhere today.”
“Uhh, yeah sure, I was actually thinking about taking Zack out to lunch at Katz Restaurant, want to meet us there in half an hour?” Brian replied.
“Yeah sure, sounds great,” James smiled. Silence fell for a few seconds before Brian began to talk again.
“So I’m guessing you finally got that breakthrough you’ve been working at?” Brian smirked, threading his fingers through the raven locks of his lover that was napping on his chest.
“Yeah, I did. I told you all I would. Even in just a night, I’m beginning to see so many changes. It’s amazing Brian, you wouldn’t even believe,” James confessed. Brian could tell the smile on James face was huge, and could also tell James was in another room than Coby.
“You both will have to explain things over lunch, we’ve got to get ready to meet you. I’m happy for you both James, really.”
“Thanks man, it means a lot. See you soon.”
Brian hung up with a small smile, looking down at Zack, kissing him softly to wake him up.
“Huh?” Zack asked groggily, “what’s going on?”
“Come on, we’ve got to get ready to go to lunch with James and Coby,” Brian told him, rubbing his back gently.
“What are we going to lunch with them for?” Zack was obviously still mad at Coby, but a hell of a lot less angry than he was the night before.
“We’re all going to make things right. Now c’mon Sleeping Beauty, we gotta go!” Brian laughed, sitting up and searching for his clothes, soon after followed by Zack. He looked over at the green eyed man, his heart beating a little bit faster knowing that he’d finally found something worth holding on to.