Purple, It's Not Just a Color... It's a Lifestyle.
Title: Purple, It's Not Just a Color... It's a Lifestyle.
Authors: k_in_buffalo & trollsttroll
Chapter: 3
Fandom: Bloodhound Gang/Jackass/Viva La BAM AU
Pairing: Jimmy Pop/Bam Margera
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Look at the pairing. Need we say more?
Summary: There is no Bloodhound Gang and Bam didn't go pro or become a Jackass. Just two Pennsylvania boys who meet, become friends and then more. Was very vaguely inspired by talking about Clerks and Mallrats...
Authors' Note: Originally written as an RP...
Additional Authors' Note: See we aren't that evil...
Prologue
Chapter 1, 2
The oven's buzzer went off. Bam stood snickering and strolled over to the stove; making a show of the entire walk knowing that he had Jimmy's attention now. Pulling an oven mitt he pulled out the... burnt... pizza and placed it on a burner to cool before turning around to grin lewdly at his friend. "And I should tell you... why?"
Jimmy scoffed. "Cause half an hour ago I let you cum in my mouth? I kinda think we're past things being classified as TMI. Don't you?" He smirked at Bam.
"I think we're sorta past wiggling our asses in each other's faces and saying... maybe... don't you?" The skater returned the smirking face Jim shot at him.
"Touché." Jimmy laughed at Bam. "But 'maybe' is the best you're getting outta me just yet. This girl doesn't put out easy." Jimmy told him, only half joking. "Sounds to me like maybe you'd be the one more comfortable on bottom anyway."
Well, that was a hell of an assumption. "If by bottom you mean your ass riding my dick..." Bam threw off the oven mitt and dug out a pizza cutter from his utensils. Aside from forks and spoons, it was one of the most used utensils he had... Shit, maybe Ape was good for something. He glanced over his shoulder catching Jimmy's face in unreadable set. "Dude, you realize I'm just kidding... right?" The skater pushed the drawer closed with his hip. "If it feels good and don't hurt that much... I'll try pretty much anything..." He held Jimmy's gaze until the other man responded.
Jimmy actually wasn't sure if it was good or bad that statements like that didn't have him dressed and out the door... that he actually entertained the notion. He supposed it boded well for their friendship remaining intact, if not more. "Dude, I seen you skate. Can't hurt worse than breaking your tailbone bailing out on the half pipe did, can it?" Jimmy snickered. "Great diversionary tactics, but not falling for it. Gimme a slice and spill it? What's had the distinction of breaching that fine ass?"
"You ain't gonna give this shit up, are you?" Bam grabbed a couple paper plates and threw a slice on each befor sitting his naked ass back down at the table. As per usual, he immediately peeled off each slice of pepporoni and popped them into his mouth. "Well, it wasn't Jenn or any other ex-girlfriend... and you already know I ain't had a boyfriend... that don't leave many options now does it?" He tore into his pizza and chewed as he waited and watched Jim mull over that bit of information that really wasn't telling the dude something he didn't already have figured out. Cept, that Bam had just said it out loud instead of letting it just be an implication.
Jimmy grinned widely and bit into his slice. He was momentarily distracted by having to gulp beer to sooth his scalded palate. "Fuck that cheese is hot!" But his mind wasn't going to let go of that anytime soon. He couldn't stop grinning at Bam, his eye twinkling with curious mischief.
"Wow, you ain't asking for the make and model?" Bam snorted and shook his head at Jim as the other man guzzled down his beer. Fuck, if Ape was there she'd totally give him hell for eating so damn fast anyways. Hell, the whole naked thing... just stop thinking about her. Fucking Jimmy. Smiling indulgently at his friend, Bam took another bite of his slice and met the other man's gaze and held it.
Jimmy dropped his half eaten slice and laughed. "No, cause I was waiting til after breakfast. I need my energy. But you know what, I can't wait." And saying so, Jimmy was on his feet and off to Bam's room where he immediately started turning out Bam's underwear drawer.
Grabbing himself another slice, Bam chuckled to himself. Yeah, he had porn in his bedroom... there wasn't even a fucking TV in there. Just in the living room by the futon. Shit, how many guys had purple fucking foot lockers in their living rooms? Bam could hear Jim still rummaging in his room and smiled. He took a swig of beer and continued to wait.
Jimmy stomped back into the kitchen and slumped back in his chair. He took a bite of his pizza and swilled it down with the beer. "Fuck, pizza's cold and beers warm." He glowered at Bam. "Went through your drawers, your closet and looked under your bed. Where you hide it?"
"I spy with my eye... something purple." He retorted in a smart ass tone and licked the pizza grease off of his bottom lip. Bam was enjoying this far too much.
Jimmy laughed. "Fuck you, everything you own is purple. In fact I'd bet $20 bucks when I find that rubber dick it's purple too. I already did a search and destroy mission on your bedroom. Just tell me where it is, motherfucker."
Throwing a chunk of hardened crust back onto his plate, Bam rolled his eyes. "Fucking living room... and for your information... it's pink! Ass!" He was laughing before he could even finish. Jim was just too god-damn much. He loved it.
"Pink?" Jimmy guffawed. Then sobered. "Remind you of your little Fairy Princess friend? No more fantasies about Eurotrash pop singers if we gonna be bumping uglies, dude." Jimmy told him sounding serious for a minute. But he couldn't keep the straight face and roared with laughter as he ducked into the livingroom. "Oh, have fun putting your clothes away... I kinda got frustrated when your bedroom was turning up empty."
Jimmy stood in the living room and looked before he started ransacking this time. A quick scan of the room had his eyes resting on the purple foot locker he'd so often rested his feet and a beer on. "Fuck me... right under my goddamn nose." Jimmy laughed and went to it, moving an over-full ashtry and a few empties he flung the box open. His eyes got big as saucers and he looked up at Bam in a daze. His voice slow he told Bam. "Dude... you are so gay." and then grinned.
"Nah... what are you talking about?" Pressing his lips together to supress a laugh, he slid from his chair and walked into the the living room. Throwing himself down onto the futon and crossing his legs to hide his reaction to Jim actually looking at his ... collection. Bam added with a smirk. "Satisfied?"
"Frightened actually..." Jimmy rooted through the box. Oh, there was certainly a pink dildo in the there and a gay porn collection that rivalled that section of Jimmy's collection, and other... things. He looked up at Bam, the pink impliment in question in hand. "Feel a bit like I might have trouble competing..." He snickered even though he was only half joking.
"Yeah, whatever dude... cuz that shit's totally a decent replacement for the real thing..." He glanced over Jim's shoulder. "At least half that shit's been given to me cuz the guys think their little 'Bam's a fag' joke is still the funniest shit ever... I ain't complaining... some of that shit's expensive. Oh! Found my cigarettes!" Leaning over the side of his futon, Bam retrieved the slightly crumpled pack and pulled out a smoke. "Got a light?" He asked Jimmy casually as if he wasn't sitting in the middle of his living holding a bright pink dildo in his hand.
"Mine's in the bedroom still..." Jimmy told him absentmindedly. "Think they know? I mean I know everyone's always teased you. Like about the fact purple is a lifestyle choice, not just a color to you and all." Jimmy looked up at Bam and grinned. "How skeeved would they be if the knew you actually used this shit?" Jimmy was insanely curious. Could he get Bam to show him?
A devilish grin spread across Bam's face. "Dude, they'd flip the fuck out. Geuss if they ever find out... I'd stop getting them... damn, that would suck." He shoved the cigarette gently back into the pack. He really wanted a smoke but there was no way he was moving from this spot. Least not yet. "Besides... who said I'd used it all?"
Jimmy laughed. "Cheap bastard. You'd have to buy your own sex toys then." He waggled the pink phallus in his hand. "Okay, so this ones a given... what else in here you tried out?"
"Dude, if you want specifics... you have to give me specifics... like thumb or finger?" Bam replied raising an eyebrow, then added. "...silver."
Jimmy looked up and Bam and smirked. "Index finger. Not for long though. Bitch had long ass nails." Jimmy shuddered. "Kinda felt good till the cunt scratched me..." He fiddled with the silver one, turning the vibrations up and down on it. "So just these two?" You are handling sex toys Bam has had up his ass... Yeah fucking cool ain't it.
"You want a detailed history on each one, bro?" Bam teased. "...and no."
"How about a demonstration instead of an oral history? Can think of better ways for you to use your mouth." Jimmy smirked.
Eyebrows raising, Bam's mouth went dry. Jim was surprising the shit out of him. "While you play voyuer... no thanks..." He cocked his head to the side with a grin. "... though I wouldn't object to... other suggestions." Shifting on the futon, Bam uncrossed his legs revealing just how much Jim was actually getting to him.
Jimmy looked at Bam, really looked at Bam and found himself blushing. I'm sitting in my best friend's living room going through his sex toys while he's sporting wood. Can it get any weirder? Yea, it can. " What kinda suggestions?"
"Well, if I have to do all the thinking around here... I'll just take my toys and go play while Mr. Franks takes a shower..." Bam stuck his tongue out playfully as he stretched one of his legs out to rub his foot against Jim's thigh. His words were pure bullshit, but his eyes said 'anything'.
"Dude, it's totally not my fault... the contents of the purple box have like melted my brain. I bow down to your higher deviant powers. And that's saying a LOT." Jimmy laughed and threw 'pinkie' at Bam. "Don't be a tease you douche bag. I'm still new to this trading in my best friend for the boyfriend model."
Eyes softening, Bam smiled kindly over at Jim. He really was trying. Picking up the pink dildo, he licked his lips and met his friend's eyes as he let the tip of it drag across his stomach. "... is there something you want to do or me to do with..." Bam glanced suggestively at the toy on his belly. "...this?"
Jimmy groaned expectantly. Somewhere along the line he'd somehow let Bam get the upper hand here and he was pretty sure he'd pay for that later. "Bambi..." He groaned again. "Show me... please?"
Bam let out a shaky breathe. Jimmy wanted him to... essentially jerk off in front of him. Fuck. He tried to bite back a whimper. Glancing first towards the foot locker, Bam looked him up and down. "...help pull out the futon, and grab lube..." He whispered in response.
Jimmy pulled the lube out of the trunk even as he dragged it away from the futon to make room. He helped Bam unfold it with trembling hands. He crawled onto it and held an arm out to Bam. "C'mere..."
Crawling up and beside Jim, albeit almost over him but he'd decided that was a bit too much for him, Bam settled down next to him. "Shit, I'm nervous..." He admitted softly, his eyes looking anywhere but Jimmy's face. His chest was rising rapidly as he gulped in breathe after breathe of air. Nervous, shit yeah. Turned the hell on, fuck yeah.
Jimmy licked his lips. "Yeah... yeah, me too, Bambi. That's ok. Yeah? It is kinda nerve wracking in a way... but it's pretty freaking hot too." Jimmy kissed Bam. It was a pretty intense kiss. It was Jimmy's way of letting Bam know he was with him in this. "You ain't gotta if you don't wanna." He reassured Bam.
Dropping the toy between them, Bam slid his arm around Jim's neck and kissed him back. He was still nervous as shit when they pulled apart. "No... I want to... just..." Blushing, Bam looked down only to blush harder up on seeing their hard cocks nearly touching between them. He let out a shocked, lusty gasp. "... oh, fuck Jim."
Jimmy's eyes followed Bam's down and he grinned. It was sort of hot, no it was really hot, their cocks almost kissing like that. He noticed his was longer but Bam had girth on him, it made him grin. He shuffled his hips closer so the lengths pressed together then closed one hand around both, slowly stroking his own and Bam's cock together. "Eventually probably."
Nuzzling Jim's cheek to catch his attention, Bam pressed his lips to the other man's once more. As his mouth opened under the pressure of their kissing, his moans could be heard throughout the room. Bam couldn't imagine getting to a point where this wouldn't make his head spin. Fuck, him and Jimmy here like this. "T-that feels reeaalllyy good..." He murmered.
"Real good... yeah... ugh, fuck yeah" Jimmy kept up the stroking, wriggling his other hand between them so he could wrap both fists around their joined cocks, fingers lacing around them to make a tunnel. "It's not so weird... is it? It's good."
Leaning over Jimmy very carefully, Bam retrieved the lube; hips rolling with ever move the other man made over his cock, their cocks. Squirting a generous portion on his fingertips, he slowly reached behind himsef. And even though it was his own hand rubbing wetly over his hole, the sensation made him shudder. Moaning out loud, he spread his legs wider and thrust his cock faster.
Jimmy's started to tremble a bit when he realised what Bam was doing. He wanted to see, but didn't want to stop the exquisite feel of his cock sliding against Bam's between his fingers. He looked Bam in the eye for moment, grinning in what he hoped was encouragement then craned his neck, seeing only Bam's arm disappearing around the curve of his ass. He groaned. "Never done that to myself ever.... Just Chasey that one time... Dude... I... I've fucking blown strangers... but never once touched my own asshole because I thought that was too gay." Jimmy looked back at Bam, a dark blush tinting his cheeks. Its was a damning admission, he thought and groaned.
"J-jim... I got something to tell you..." Bam moaned. "... if you're enjoying this... you're kinda gay." Arching his body to the side and up, he managed to capture Jimmy's jawline in a series of nips and kisses. "But I like you even more like that..."
"Bambi... I knew I was kinda gay the first time I put my hand on another guy's dick... just never thought I'd end up all the way gay... as fucked as that sounds." Jimmy leaned over and kissed Bam to forstall any implication he wasn't prefectly happy to be there, doing what they were doing, with Bam.
"The first time you held me all fucking night in front of a fucking toilet..." Bam confessed cryptically. He closed his eyes, so Jim couldn't try to read into what he hadn't meant to let slip out. Gasping loudly, his jaw fell open as he pressed the very tips of two fingers past the rim of his ass then pulled back. "... God..."
Jimmy's breath caught, if Bam meant what he thought that meant... it was a long ass time to carry a torch. But Bam's plea to the almighty distracted him though. Unable to help himself he pulled away and sat up, wanting so bad to see what Bam was doing to himself, wishing fervently now it was him doing it. He reached out and grasped Bam's cock again, figuring it was unfair to stop, when he was showing him what he wanted to see.
Bam buried the side of his face into the mattress; moaning as he thrust into Jim's grip. The embarassment he'd initially felt at sharing this act was slowly disappating. Rubbing the tip of his index finger over his entrance, Bam wheezed. Rolling more onto his stomach, he slid the digit that much further in. Sure, Jimmy wasn't exactly able to move all that much... but Bam still could. Rolling his hips just slightly, he panted. Anything that he may have wanted to say to his friend was lost in the heat of the moment.
Without pulling the hand out from under him that Bam was humping Jimmy shift to kneeling beside him. He licked his lips and groaned, now able to see Bam teasing around his own asshole. Jimmy reached out and lay his free hand on Bam's ass cheek. "Fuck... Bambi, that's hot."
Moaning in a wordless response, Bam removed his fingers and grabbed at the lube only to shove it at Jim. As he returned his hand to its previous position, he rolled his hips and whispered a plea to Jimmy. "... add more..." Thrusting his finger knuckle deep, Bam hummed and gasped. He could feel the heat radiating off of his friend's body just inches from his own; could feel the tremors causing the hand on his ass to grip tighter then loosen.
Jimmy swallowed and popped the cap one handed with the hand that had been on Bam's ass. He was trembling as he squeezed the tube, just above the finger dipping into Bam's asshole. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was breathing fast. He tried to remember to keep stroking. "Oh shit...that enough? more?" He bit his lip and ignored his own cock straining and begging him to touch it.
"...oh, yeah..." Bam arched his hips up and pushed his finger even deeper. He glanced over his shoulder at Jim. God, he looked so fucking hot sitting there all hard and breathless. He flexed his asscheek under his friends hand; half moaning and half laughing at the response it caused. "...where is it..." Bam whispered to Jimmy ready to move on to the next part of his little display knowing it would drive his friend fucking crazy.
Jimmy bit his lip and scambled around till he found the toy in question and held it out to Bam. "Fuck... you really gonna... Bambi." Jimmy actually felt kind of lightheaded. I'm gonna cum just watching this. Won't even have to touch my cock. He whined Bam's name again as he thrust it into his hand.
The positioning was a bit weird since he'd only actually done this twice on his stomach, but Bam managed to angle the head of the toy at his hole. But he wasn't going to let Jimmy off that easy. Rubbing it in slow circles in the lube that coated the puckered flesh, Bam pumped into Jim's hand still gripped tightly on his cock. Then he slowly pushed the toy down and round his balls before dragging it back up. "... you still want me to?" He teased a little breathlessly.
"Jesus... fuck." Jimmy heard the intonation of the 'me'. Was Bam asking him to? "Uhh... shit." Jimmy, who was rarely at a loss for some smart ass quip, stumbled. "You asking me?" Jimmy trembled and squeezed Bam's cock. "You'd let me?"
Letting out a shakey breath, Bam nodded. His movement of the toy ceased to give Jim a change to take him up on the offer. Fuck, if he did... even if this was as far as they ever went... this was almost as fucking good as have Jimmy fuck him.
Jimmy almost balked, nervousness almost getting the better of him. But with a trembling hand he took the toy back from Bam. "Dude... you sure? Like really fucking sure? Cause I got no idea what I'm doing, man." He mimicked Bam's earlier motion, just rubbing the moistened tip against his opening. "Tell me what to do."
"Go slow... push in, but go slow... else it hurts too much." Hissing out a deep breathe only to sharply inhale it back in, Bam moaned. Even though Jim was only doing what he himself had just been doing... it felt that much more... incredible. Bam tried to relax; reminding himself he'd done this plenty on his own.
"Slow yeah.. ok alright." Jimmy swallowed again and bit his lip and pushed, at first nothing happened as he was afraid he'd hurt Bam if he pushed against the resistence. He's had it in there before, stop being a pussy. He'll tell you if you fuck up. Jimmy groaned and pushed a little harder. Probably loudly. "Bambi..." he whined as the end popped in part the ring of muscle. Jimmy scooted closer, let his cock rest against Bam's thigh, he abandoned the man's cock. His other hand moving to spread Bam's cheek, to see what he was doing better. He pushed some more and watched it begin to slide in.
"Oohh..." Bam moaned and pushed himself halfway onto his hands and knees. "Mmm, just like that Jim... all the way in..." His head was spinning. He never realized exactly how much more intense and different this would feel having someone else in control. And seriously, he couldn't believe it was fucking Jimmy. Jimmy watching his ass take in a fucking neon pink cock. Talk about your jerk off fantasy come to life.
Jimmy held his breath and pushed, trying not to go too fast or move to abruptly. "Oh, Bam..." He groaned when it was in to the base. "Fucking hell." Jimmy's thighs rocked against Bam's thigh of their own accord, his body taking matters into it's own hands to get some friction on his cock. "Now what? Like fucking yeah? Out, then in again?" His voice dropped a few notches, even though he could see Bam's physical reaction seemed positive he was somewhat mystified. "It's good? "
"So fucking good, Jim... but..." Resting his weight on one arm, Bam reached around and grabbed Jim's wrist. He waited until the toy was pulled almost out before pressing down on his friend's wrist. "... there..." He replied huskily and steadied himself from when Jimmy pushed the dildo in again.
Jim followed Bam's directions, changing the angle and sliding the pink phallus back in, just as slowly as the first time. "God, Bambi... that's just... god..." He pulled it out again, and returned it, minding he kept it at the trajectory Bam had designated. "That's right?"
Mouth hanging open in a silent cry, all Bam could do was nod and thrust back. Back and shoulder muscles tensing, he trembled and clutched onto the futon cover with his fists. One steadying breathe after another, and he was finally able to answer Jimmy. "Yeah...." Bam gasped out weakly.
Jimmy did it again, trying with shaking hands to develop a steady rhythm to the strokes of the dildo. He shoved other hand down and wrapped it around his own cock with could no longer be ignored. "Oh ... fuck fuck... Bambi, touch yourself." He let out a gaspy breathy moan as he stroked his cock hard. "Gonna cum... like a motherfucker."
Face pressing hard against the mattress, Bam followed Jim's request and wrapped a hand around his own cock. He could feel the movement of Jimmy's arm as he worked on himself. That coupled with the small, albeit fucking hard rubber dick being shoved and pushed so fast in and out him... it took all of three strokes before he was arching his back up and with a loud moan shooting his load all over the futon.
Jimmy took a cue from the stacks of DVDs he owned and as Bam tensed and began to cum he yanked the thing out of him with a jerk. It only took Jim two more strokes, the sight of Bam's asshole spasming as it left him, and the noise Bam let out, to catch him up. Jimmy grunted, stiffened all over and splashed Bam's thigh.
Collapsing onto the futon, Bam writhed and moaned breathlessly as he came down. "...holy fuck, Jim..." He gasped still loosening and tightening his fists. Even though he'd just came, he was still horny as shit... even if he wasn't exactly hard any more. Bam let out a breathe through parted lips and cast an unsure glance back an Jimmy. Was the dude going to freak?
Jimmy flopped over on the bed next to Bam starring straight at the ceiling. He was quiet for several minutes even though he could feel Bam's eyes burrowing into his skull. Finally with a quick shudder he collected himself enough to speak. "Bambi..."
Bam swallowed loudly. "...what?" As much as he enjoyed watch the bobbing of Jim's Adam Apple as he swallowed... and the play of emotions tugging at the corners of the man's mouth, He was nervous as fuck all of a sudden that things had just went too far for his friend. With a shaking hand, he reached out and placed his palm on Jimmy's stomach.
"That was... without a doubt... the best sex I ever had without actually dipping my cock in something." Jimmy turned his head to face him and grinned.
"Asshole..." Bam muttered before lunging over the top of Jimmy. He got within a breath of his mouth and stopped. First moving his head to the left and parting his lips only to withdraw with a smile and repeat the process only leaning to the right. Bam licked his lips and let his chin rub along Jim's. "Yeah..." He finally asked with a grin still hovering over Jimmy's mouth.
Jimmy grabbed Bam's head with both hands knotting into his hair. "Yeah." Then he crushed their lips together.
Even if on the outside, Bam was slowly sucking Jim's bottom lip between his teeth... on the inside he was wearing a shit eating grin. Everything that had just went down was proof that if the two of them were going to go for whatever the fuck this was... it wasn't just gonna be Bam sucking a bro's cock. Jimmy's actions were proof enough of that.
They eventually had to come up for air. Jimmy let his hands fall to the small of Bam's back, it was still a little off to hold his best friend like he would a girlfriend, but he could get used to it. "You still haven't explained to me what this is? We like boyfriends now? Is this a secret? Just want to be clear. On the same page."
There was that boyfriend word again. At first mention, he'd taken it as Jim not really wanting that type of thing. Now, though, he was starting to fucking wonder. "Is that too much to ask?" Bam cocked his head to the side. "...I mean... I know how you feel about ... past histories and shit... and fuck the dude's at work can NOT know..."
"Yeah, they all already know you're a fag, but I got Mall cred to protect." Jimmy grinned up at Bam. So no DPAs at work. What's the rest of the boundaries?"
"Fuck if I know, dude..." Bam rested his forehead on Jimmy's. "... we're still same as we use to be just... more. Don't have to do the boyfriend thing any where cept here if you don't want to... we can still hang at tittie bars... cuz I know you'd start bitching." He looked down at his new and first boyfriend then smiled.
"Damn right I'd bitch. I'd defend my right to over pay for beer while oogling silicone implants." Jimmy laughed, but then choked it down. He looked up at Bam seriously. "Look, I just need to know the rules. So we are doing this and I am cool with it. Really I am. But I can't have ambigious shit. If you don't tell me exactly what you expect I will fuck up. I might even if you do, but at least gimme a shot at getting it straight. So in the house we're all up in each other's shit, but not at work. What about other places? How secret is this exactly? Are we actually like... a couple? Or friends with benefits? Is this a mutually exclusive thing? Or could I like still pick up a chick in a bar if I didn't bone her more than once? I need to know the rules, Bambi, the expectations." Jimmy blinked. "Holy shit... I sound like a goddamn chick." He pitched his voice into a falsetto "Bammmm... Where's this going Bam." He got semi serious again. "I ain't got any preconscieved ideas here. I just want to know what yours are cause I don't want to hurt you. You're my best fucking friend."
Bam thought for a moment. He was pretty sure that if anyone besides himself had just bore witness to this side of Jimmy that they'd have been in shock or thought he was quite literally fucking with them. But Bam knew better. He'd long ago learnt to look past the flamboyant if not wholy offensive exterior and see the loyal, concerned friend beneath. Jim was a hell of a lot more than the tits and ass jokes. Hell, more than the fag jokes. More than any number of milf jokes. Bam had seen him breeze through relationships with women. Not because he didn't particularly like the women... and most definitely not because he was a misogynist. None of them had ever truly been in it for him, just their idea of who he could be. Case in point where they were going to be fucking different. Forgoing the immediate difference of oh, say... cock.
The question about banging random chicks wasn't exactly all that big of a surprise. Jim did have a bit of an obsession with particular parts of the female anatomy. Scratch that... all of it. Bam almost snickered as he thought about a particular story Jimmy had told about how he'd taught himself to eat out a girl. Fucking roast beef sandwhiches. Only Jimmy Fucking Franks. "How many randoms we talking about?"
Jimmy rolled his eyes. "Bam numbers are irrevelant, don't fixate on the skanks please, I asked a lot of fucking questions there and if you don't fill in the blanks I will and thats just never good."
"Dude... don't roll over that shit like that." Bam pushed up onto one elbow to look down at Jim. "I asked how many are okay... I'll get to the rest of your questions... but you gotta answer mine. Are we talking like a skank or two a week... while my ass stays home or watches you and her get all nasty in front of me at the bar... we talking about messing around with a random or two together... it's a loaded fucking question... not a simple yes or no..."
"Thats what I'm asking you dipshit. I want you to tell me what you expect from me." A sly grin crossed Jim's face. "I liked the sound of that double teaming idea though."
It was Bam's turn to roll his eyes. Dude, just didn't fucking get it. And yeah, he'd totally expected the horny fucker to jump on the double teaming idea with gusto. The whole reason he was hesitating to give Jim an answer was that he didn't want to put some kind of limit on shit that would never fall into the realm of ever being adhered to. ".... you're making this difficult, bro. But fine... if my ass lays down a law you don't like... you say something about it... got it?"
"Dude, come on. It's me you are taking to. Jimmy Franks. Have I ever followed a rule I didn't wanna? I just want to know what you want. Just didn't want you to have shit in your head one way and me thinking its another. If I fuck up I don't want it to be because my ass didn't know better. So you tell me what's what in your little brain and I'll clue you in if it's kosher or not. 'k?"
"Fine..." Bam took a deep breath preparing himself. Here goes fucking nothing let's hope it don't muff up shit too badly. "I'd like to say you're my boyfriend. Fuck friends with benefits bullshit. Shit, I don't care if my family knows. Think they already half ass do. Same with the crew... even though I hardly see them since like most the shits don't work all that much. So pretty much anywhere but fucking work... and dude, if boning a chick keeps you from being with me then yeah... no. But picking one up together would be... interesting." Taking a moment to glance down at Jimmy's face to gauge his reaction, Bam paused.
"Bambi, if you are there you're all the chick I need. Shit, I didn't blow you off for randoms before you sucked my cock. Ain't gonna do it now... But your know, if you're stuck stocking board shorts all night and I'm bored and lonely... " Jimmy laughed and ran a hand over Bam's bare ass. "Alright. So boyfriends everwhere but the mall. Gotcha. I think I can handle that."
"That's it? Like that easy?" Bam gawked at him. "Fuck, you gave Chasey so much hell when she got all up in your face with rules and shit." But even as he argued with what Jimmy'd just said, inside he breathed a sigh of relief. "... so what about you? What are my rules? What do you expect from me?"
"Chasey thought a two beer lunch at Pandora's equaled cheating, was looking for a big piece of ice, and didn't suck cock half as well as you do." Jimmy gave a nervous laugh. "Plus she didn't matter so much."
He ran a hand through Bam's hair. "I guess just don't fucking hate me when I ain't the perfect guy."
"The perfect guy for who? Her or me?" Bam smiled and leaned into the hand carding through his hair. "... s'not like I any different than the guy you hassled yesterday at work... like my ass is going to get all hung up on that chick shit. There's a reason beyond cock why I ain't with Jenn no more."
Jimmy liked the way Bam leaned into his touch. He still felt a little awkward, maybe overwhelmed by the sudden shift in his and Bam's relationship, but it didn't feel bad. In fact it was kind of nice, something Jimmy thought he could get used to, comfortable with, given time to let it sink in. "Yeah? What's that?"
"... you got a problem with anything about me? You like Bam Bam like this?" He motioned down his body. "Or you want some sucker in a fucking two piece suit kissing ass in some shithole corporation office just so your ass can sit at home and watch soaps and shit? Think about it... I know you've dated her kind... even if it only lasted like a week."
Jimmy pulled a face. "Yeah alright, know whatcha mean." He pulled Bam back down and kissed him again. It just kept getting easier to do that.
"Don't take this wrong, cause my lazy ass would be perfectly happy to let you be my sugardaddy, but I was pretty amazed when they made your ass an assist at PS. I don't see you climbing no corprate ladder. And that's cool by me. Cause really you in a suit without a wedding or funeral to attend? Yeah, right..."
Bam chuckled. "... yeah, thanks for that vote of confidence. Some boyfriend you are..." He was kissing Jim before he even finished the sentence. Man, Ape was going to be so bummed... and not because a certain unnamed individual's pervy advances on her would stop... because really, Bam knew they wouldn't. But, she'd been going on about weddings and grandchildren since he could remember. Geuss that was all up to Jess now.
Jim returned the kiss enthusiastically, still carding his fingers through Bam's curls. "Told you not to be pissed. I like you just the way you are. Ain't that what you wanted to hear?" Jimmy ginned and tightened his grip in Bam's hair, yanking his lips back onto Jim's.
Moaning at the sharp tug of his hair, Bam decided it was better to shut the hell up now. There were better things he could be doing with his mouth. Like exactly what the fuck they were doing. Shit, he could do this all freaking day. But if they did that, what else would it lead to? More crap had already went down than he'd even dreamed, hoped, or thought would today. Dipping his tongue into Jim's mouth, Bam fought the racing thoughts in his mind and tried to just give into the feeling of Jim half under him.
Jimmy liked the moan, liked it a lot. He filed it away in his head that Bam Bam liked his hair pulled. Cause yeah, that's hot. So just because the thought of being pinned under Bam while the kid shoved his tongue down his throat had never occurred to Jim, didn't mean he didn't he think it was a damn fine idea now. Really his intial objection had been only the fear of fucking up the cloest relationship he'd ever had with another human being. He liked to think Bam meant it when he said that wasn't going to happen. While he'd never really persued a relationship with a guy before, his previous forays with same sex partners mere opportunistic headonistic moments, the reality so far was really very appealing. In fact, Jimmy was starting to get pretty stoked on the concept. He kept that one hand buried in Bam's hair, just enough tension he'd feel it, the other rubbed over the small of his back, and happily allowed Bam to plunder his mouth.
His entire body was humming as he slid completely on top of Jimmy. It sent an electric charge through him as the other man's hand came to rest on his lower back. He felt all at once like he did with girls in the act of being the one doing the kissing and literally being above his boyfriend. Yet, the way Jim held him and touched him... it was so similiar to how he'd touched each an every ex-girlfriend. It was an interesting rush and blend of emotions... and an addictive one at that. A sudden thought struck him as he nibbled at Jimmy's bottom lip. Had Jimbo practiced for his first guy the same as his first girl? And what exactly had he used? It was a silly thought, but it still amused the hell out of him. Despite himself he giggles into the kiss as he pulled away for air.
Jimmy quirked an eyebrow as Bam laughed. "What's so funny?" Oh man, he's so got your number. You laying here waffling between why's he's laughing while we're kissing and how cute his eyes are when he does. You're fucked.
"Fucking roast beef sandwiches..." His shoulders shaking with laughter, Bam pressed his cheek against Jimmy's. "... just trying to imagine what you'd have used for a dude... cuz I hardly see you going for the cliche banana or cucumber..." He's giggling so hard now his body's shaking, but if he moves away, Jim will see how fucking red his face is.
Jimmy guffawed. "Dude, that is funny, fucking messed up, but funny. Seriously though. Ain't gotta teach yourself that shit. I got one of those so I know what makes it feel good. Did you practice?"
Burying his face in Jim's neck, Bam's giggling quieted down. He had, but not for the reasons Jimmy was thinking about. More a matter of size than what would feel good. It was fucking daunting! After a moment of silence, laughter erupted again. At this point, he didn't even need to answer the god-damn question.
"You are as big a freak as I am. No scratch that you are a bigger freak." Jim pulled Bam's face up out of his neck so he could see him. His tongue swept his lips and voice dropped into a deep tone. "So what did you practice on? His eyes slipped half shut at the thought. "One of the goodies from your toy box? Did you practice swallowing around it? Yeah, Bambi? Lick it good before you crammed it your ass and sprayed your sheets?"
Jesus fucking Christ. He should have known that Jim's perverted little mind would be the death of him if they ever hooked up. God damn. He was actually fucking whimpering just hearing that nasty shit falling from his lips. Dipping forward, he sucked Jimmy's errant tongue into his mouth. He curled his tongue under it at first then gently began sucking on it; bobbing as much as it's length would allow. Which he was surprised was actually pretty fucking long. He shivered thinking of the things Jim had done and could do with such a tongue.
For the moment that tongue was content to twine itself around Bam's. Pussy didn't answer my question. Jim knew it didn't matter though, he'd be getting stiff for weeks on just the mental image he'd conjured on his own. Goddamn if it wasn't half hard right now. He rocked his hips into Bam's.
Bam thrust back with equal force against Jim's hips. He was pretty sure neither of them were ready for another round... let alone stepping shit up that fast, but it stop him from enjoying the feeling of his body pushing into and against a body as hard and unforgiving as his own. When his chest became tight with the need for oxygen, Bam pulled back panting. Sliding his cheek along Jim's until his mouth was right beside his ear, he licked the shell of the other man's ear before licking his own lips; then spoke. "... the green one..." He didn't wait for Jimmy's reaction before rolling his hips hard against him once more.
Jimmy groaned as Bam's hips ground into his. "Nice... realistic, reasonable size, colors a bit off ... like blowing the Jolly Green Giant." Jimmy laughed. "Bambi, you wanna practice from now on I got something for you to practice on that'll taste a lot better than silicone." With Bam's head by his ear, Jimmy only had to turn his face a bit to the side to latch onto his neck, sucking and biting any where he could easily reach.
Grunting into Jim's ear, Bam pressed his neck wantonly against the mouth nibbling at it. "... that so? And... oh... talk to Dico... he bought bought the jolly green giant...." He reached up and cupped the back of Jim's skull and pressed him that much harder against his neck. "... you sure you don't want another demostration?" Bam shimmied his hips then rolled them again.
Jimmy's head dropped back. "Bambi... boner killer. Never mention Dico's name when we are making out ever again. Promise me. I'm begging you. Dude's fucking creepy."
Bam rolled his eyes at Jim and climbed off of him to reach into his toybox. As to be expected, he retrieved the dildo that was from that day forward going to be nicknamed Jolly Green Giant. Then he straddled Jimmy's calves and stared down at him with a challenge in his eyes.
"Umm... Whatcha planning to do with that?" Jimmy asked, one eye brow arched as he dubiously eyed the dildo in Bam's fist and started to sweat a bit.
"Depends on lil Jimmy now don't it..." Bam really fucking hoped he wasn't being too damn forward. He was pretty much just going along with what struck him. He let the rounded tip of the toy rub over his chin as he waited.
Jimmy looked a little confused. "I guess lil Jimmy's reaction may depend on where you think that things is going." Jimmy snickered a little.
"No where near where you're thinking... calm the fuck down... " Bam winked.
Jimmy had mixed feelings. The sex toys were kinda fucking hot, but his very real cock, which was recovering nicely from the Dico incident, was informing him anything Greenie could do, he could do better. "Coy doesn't suit you, sweetcheeks. Tell me whatcha got in mind." Jimmy grinned up at him.
Laughing out loud, Bam shook his head. "You know... I know I'm the brains of the operation, but one Mr. Franks could tell me what he'd like... and fuck you I'm coy as shit." His lips pressed tight, he tried to play off a serious expression.
Jimmy bit his lip and looked embarassed. "I don't really know. I got a lot of conflicting urges going on at the moment, Bambi. Shit I think might be great and scares the fuck out of me at the same time. The extent of my gay sex repetoire has been already surpassed. Unless you want me to jerk you off or another blow job." Jimmy looked hopeful. "So how about you take pity on me and just lead the way a bit alright?"
Bam threw the toy towards the foot locker and crawled up Jim's body. When he was face to face with the man, he smiled down at him. "... what scares you?" Shaking his head like he was physically trying to remove the thoughts, Bam corrected himself. "Forget I said that... stupid thing to ask..." He let out a shaky breath. "... I can't believe I, we... are this horny after... everything..." A flush spread over his cheeks as he met Jim's eyes.
"Never stupid to ask a question right? Just sat here thinking there's nothing he can do with the hunk of green rubber I wouldn't rather do with my dick. Then I was like whoaaaa Dude. Way to rush shit." Jimmy grimaced. "See what I mean?" Then his face fell back into it's customary grin. "And of course we're horny again. We're male, in our 20's and it's the first time we've been together. That's bound to keep us going for a few days at least." He bumped his hips up, bouncing Bam a bit.
Closing his eyes, a smile played over Bam's lips as he rose up with Jimmy's hips then slammed down. Reopening his eyes, he searched Jim's face before before running his thumb over the other man's mouth. "And what exactly do you want to do with your dick... just talking about it's hot as shit... Don't mean we gotta do it yet...?"
The pad of thumb pressing against the corner of Jimmy's lips, Bam let a gentle kiss graze over the round full bottom lip of his boyfriend. Yeah, boyfriend. He liked the sound of that.
Jimmy groaned. "Fuck, what don't I wanna do with it." He ran his hands up Bam's thighs to grip his waist. "It was fucking hot as hell, screwing you with the pink thing, but I know having my dick all up in there would be like a million times hotter... and your mouth, Bambi you gotta the sweetest lips, just fucking made for blowjobs. I loved your lips on my cock..." Jim's hips rolled under Bam as he started to get really worked up.
Climbing until he was kneeling between Jimmy's knees, Bam glanced down to make sure their hardened members were lined up. He rolled his hips slowly enjoying the slick, silky heat of the other man's cock rubbing against his own. "I fucking loved yours on mine..." He finally replied in a husky voice.
Jimmy whined in the back of his throat and thrust his hips. "Fuck that feels so good." His hand strayed between them, loosely wrapping around both. "Liked it too Bambi... liked doing that for you... ahh, shit... Ain't never let another guy... cum in my mouth either..."
A wave of guilt crashed over Bam as he looked down at Jimmy through his lust colored haze. He hadn't exactly let Jim do that. Dude, had been acting twitchy since the night before and Bam had been honestly scared of freaking him out. Shit, thing were a hell of a lot better now. Licking his lips, Bam reached down and pulled Jimmy's hand from around them and braced it just outside of his hip. With a final roll of his hips, he dipped in and kissed the slight protusion of Jimmy's collar bone.
Jimmy groaned unhappily when Bam removed his hand from their cocks. He really liked the feel of Bam and he rubbing against each other and he needed the friction of his hand. But he'd meant when he'd asked Bam to take the lead so he didn't try to stop him. Instead he ran his hands over Bam's shoulders and through his hair.
Bam's stomach was a mess of nerves and butterflies as he lips glided over the coarse hair of Jimmy's chest. When he finally ended up between the other man's legs, he inhaled sharply. With wavering eyes, he looked up at Jim. Why the fuck was he suddenly so damn nervous? Was it because they'd actually discussed whatever the hell they were? Was it because of the sudden realization how clueless Jim really was? Cuz that in itself was a wholly new experience too. In his own muffed up way, Jimmy had always been his mentor. Bam closed his eyes and let the other man's words... your mouth, Bambi you gotta the sweetest lips, just fucking made for blowjobs. I loved your lips on my cock... Already short of breath, he leaned foward and lapped at the crown of Jimmy's member.
Jimmy raised up on his elbows and looked down at Bam between his thighs. For a moment he held his breath, Bam's tongue sliding over his cock was pretty fucking exciting. He could see Bam was nervous though and remembered earlier he'd resorted to finishing him by hand. He met Bam's eyes and reached down and ran fingers over his hair "Bam you ain't gotta, if you don't really wanna." Jimmy told him. He didn't want the kid feeling pressured. .
"No... I wanna... just. Cept for earlier... Jolly Green Giant's literally the extent of my experience..." Slurping the head between his lips, Bam maintained eye contact. He could taste Jim's precum lightly coating the roof of his mouth. Humming because he knew he liked the vibration, Bam dipped a little further down. It was harder to hollow out his cheeks on an actual person in comparison to one of his toys, but he still managed. Hands placed gently on top of Jimmy's thighs, he reveled in every tensing and trembling of the other man's legs.
Jimmy watched Bam intently, trying his best to hold still. Really Bam had the basic idea down just fine. " Yeah Bambi... that's it... Just like you'd want done to you, baby." Jimmy's hips quivered, begging him to thrust up into Bam's mouth but he resisted the urge with great effort. He touched Bam's hair again, again biting back instincts that wanted to grab it and hold on. "Fuck..."
Grabbing onto the base of the shaft, Bam slowly began stroking upwards. The ring of his hand meeting his lips before sliding back down. Every so often he released the suction of his mouth with a slight pop, taking a breath and then doing it all over again. The feather light touches of Jimmy's hand in his hair gently urging him on, it strangely grounded him and set him more at ease as his motions quickened.
"That's perfect... just like that... shit yeah" Jimmy groaned and his eyes rolled back in his head, his hips bouncing a bit but not enough to inconvenience Bam. Jim's fingers tightened in his hair, a reflex. "See I fucking told you... oh god... fuck... fuck... made for this, Bambi."
Moaning around the cock in his mouth, Bam tightening his grip and sped up. He added as much extra suction as he could muster. His free hand leaving Jim's thigh, he slid it up to cup and press the other man's balls gentley up. Bam looked up and met Jimmy's eyes once more before pressing his thumb against his perineum.
Jimmy gasped and bucked away from the pressure of Bam's thumb. "Shit! Bam..." he groaned deeply and tried to catch his breath. " Bam... bambi... getting close ... so fucking close." His mouth dropped open, panting as he struggled not to explode.
This time pressing more gently, Bam rubbed his thumb in circles over sensative flesh of Jimmy's gooch. He pulled out every stop he could think of save for trying to take him down his throat. His breathe coming in short pants through flaring nostrils, Bam tried to roll with Jim's thrust as the other man reacted to the overload.
Whatever fucking practicing Bam had been doing had fucking paid off in spades in Jimmy's opinion. He was sucking like a champ and the finger work was a bonus. A steady series of whimpering moans was punctuated by little jerks of his hips and spasms across his thighs. "Bambi... seriously.. fuck... like now ..." Jimmy grunted and all but sat up as his body coiled then exploded.
As the first pulse hit the roof of his mouth and back of his throat, Bam seriously wondered a couple of things. One, how the fuck you didn't swallow and two, why they all acted like this shit tasted so damn good. It wasn't awful or anything, but it wasn't exactly the yummiest shit ever. The thing that truly made it fucking worth it was the noises coming from Jimmy's mouth as Bam tried and successfully swallowed his entire load.
Jimmy's fingers slipped out of Bam's hair and he flopped limply on the bed. " Fuck, that was perfect Bambi... c'mere, baby." He held his arms open for Bam to crawl up to him. When Bam did Jimmy pulled him into an embrace. "Thanks. That was pretty fucking awesome. Got a reward in mind?" Jim grinned at him slowly.
The compliments went straight to Bam's cheeks. Flushing, he rolled his hips showing the Jim just how much blowing him had turned him on. "Yeah..." Bam snickered before replying. "... handjob in the shower." He pinched Jimmy's sides playfully before beginning to try to extract himself from the other man's embrace.
Jimmy laughed and resisted his efforts to pull away equally playfully. Finally releasing him he bounced up after him. "I think I can manage that." He leered and groped at Bam as he followed him to the bathroom. He was actually pretty relieved. There was shit he was pretty sure he wasn't up for, at least yet, but he wasn't sure if pressed if he'd say no. It was tricky.
Leaning over to turn on the water, Bam bit his lip as he literally displayed his ass for Jimmy. He knew his friend wasn't ready for that type of shit yet, but it didn't stop him from at least pushing the buttons. Standing, he wrapped his arms around Jimmy's neck with a smirk then leaned in and kissed him. "... you probably should eventually call Bob... else he'll be on my ass next time he sees me." Jimmy's boss hadn't exactly hesitated in the past to approach Bam in Pac Sun and inquire, read bitch, about the man's whereabout. At the time he'd thought it was pretty weird, but looking at it from a different perspective it made him realize that people already kind of linked the two of them together.
Jimmy knew when he was being tempted on purpose when Bam bent over in front of him. The boy was wicked evil. Jimmy grinned and was still grinning when Bam turned and kissed him. "Yeah, yeah... I'll call him when we're done. Sorry about him bugging you. Fucking told him not too." Jim slapped Bam's ass and nodded at the warm spray. "In already. Whatcha waiting for? Christmas?" He grinned and followed after Bam into the shower. He wasted no time pinning the slighter man to the tiles and pressing a kiss to his lips. Yep, I can get used to this.
Bam barely had a chance to stand under the spray of the shower before Jim had him pressed against the wall. Grasping onto Jimmy's hips, he rolled his own almost as if in reminder of what he'd in so many words been promised once they'd gotten here. But he wasn't really in any rush. Hell no, he liked showers. He continued to happily nibble on the other man's lip; content for now at being able to even have Jim like this.
Jimmy had not however forgotten his promise. He snaked a hand between them without removing his mouth from Bam's. For a few minutes he stroked Bam's cock attentively while they played tag with tongues. Eventually he asked. "So just a wank then?" and grinned.
Groaning as their lips parted, Bam panted for a bit before answering. "...mmm, whatever you feel comfortable doing..." He replied softly as he leaned forward and nipped and sucked at a patch of skin just beneath Jimmy's jawline.
Jimmy moaned, loving the feel of Bam's mouth on his throat, his hand steadily working the prick in his fist. "Seems more fair to give you the same treatment." He tipped Bam's face up to his and kissed him again. "I'm glad you finally came clean Bambi." He said sincerely and kissed him again. Then he was slowly lowering himself to his knees in front of Bam.
Whining before Jim's mouth even reached his cock, Bam let his head fall against the tile. "Fuck... me too..." He replied softly while swallowing rather loudly. The first go around he'd been so distracted trying to either suck or jerk Jimmy off... but now he was going to fucking feel everything. It was fucking intense and Jim's lips hadn't even wrapped around him yet.
Jimmy for a moment just continued to stroke Bam's cock and stare it it. It most certainly was not the first time Jim had been on his knees for a guy, but this was Bam and Bam wasn't just his best buddy anymore. Unphased by the water beating down over him Jim leaned forward in slow motion, his tongue slipping from his lips to lap at the head of Bam's cock. He was mildly disappointed, the water washed away too much of the taste and smell he should be experiencing. He wasn't the kind of guy who expected a partner to shower first. But he had no doubt there'd be plenty of other opportunities. He pursed his lips and sucked Bam into his face, not stopping till his nose was tickled by the curls it grew from. He made a gratified moan and pulled back, tongue grazing along the shaft as he did.
Fuck, Jim taking him in to the hilt like that. Un-fucking-believable. Bam immediately cupped the back of Jimmy's head and held on; more to keep himself upright than to guide any motion. The moan that he'd let out was more than enough to set Bam on edge. He was really too damn horny for his own good. Anything he'd had planned for today had totally been back burnered. He's suck face and dick with Jim all fucking day and night if given the option.
Jimmy would have grinned at Bam's hands coming to rest on his head if his face wasn't stuffed full of cock. He slurped as he pressed his mouth back onto Bam's cock, swallowing down his reflexes. He nudged Bam's thighs apart some so he could cradle his balls in one hand, the other pressed firmly into his groin at the base of his cock. Jim began to knead Bam's testicles gently against his palm, tugging them and massaging, while his lips and tongue established a regular cadence, strangely almost in time with the pulse of Bam's showerhead.
God, if he thought he could get away with it... he'd so fuck the shit out of Jimmy's face. Though, he hardly thought that Jimbo'd be okay with that. And shit, would he be able to look at Jim afterwards? Probably not. That was the type of crap you pulled on randoms... not your best fucking friend slash boyfriend. Bam settled for a gentle but persistant thrusting and rolling of his hips. Biting his bottom lip white, he moaned and whimpered. The combined rhythm of... well, everything... a slow, teasing of that special rush and gush of sensation.
The way Bam was bumping into him urged Jim on and he sped up some, sucked a bit harder. He rolled Bam's balls between his fingers and concentrated on creating as much sensation as he could. Jimmy wanted to make this really fucking good. He was always willing to learn a new trick, so he did not hesistate when the thought crossed his mind. His other hand slid down from his pelvis, behind Bam's sac, to pull his own thumb trick on him. Jim pressed into the soft skin beneath them, unintentionally the side of his index just barely rubbed Bam's asshole.
Abruptly and powerfully, Bam felt his entire body tense as an undeniable flame ignited. He felt like he was exploding into a million tiny pieces while at the same time curling in on himself. There wasn't anything he could do to hold himself back. Shit, there wasn't even time enough to give Jimmy a warning. The finger on his hole, the thumb on his gooch, the hand on his balls... and Jim's mouth... fuck, Jim's mouth. So, just as quickly as the flame had ignited, it flared as he came down Jimmy's throat; then went out as he slumped against the shower wall nearly sliding down it because his legs seriously protested standing at that point.
There was no spitting into a convenvient t-shirt this time and while Jimmy could have coughed it up and let it wash down the drain, he didn't. They were in so much deeper here than Jimmy was used to, it was dizzying, but good. He swallowed around each pulse of Bam's cock, and while something he'd always scrupulously avoided before, now it seemed the most natural thing in the world. Jim climbed to his feet, hands touching Bam here and there as he rose, till they were face to face again. He smiled. "Yeah."
"Fuck me..." Bam whispered in reaction without really intending it to be a request. He leaned forward and swiped his tongue over Jimmy's lips anxious to taste himself on and in his new lover. Hands cupping the other man's jaw, Bam pulled him that much closer; until they were breathing one another's air. So many words raced through his head, yet he held his tongue. What do you say to someone when they've literally just made your dreams and fantasies come true?
Jimmy smiled, he knew Bam well enough to recognise the softly spoken expletive for what it was and not an invitation. Still the asshole in him couldn't resist. "Eventually, I'm pretty sure" He teasingly whispered.
Biting his lip playfully, Bam smirked as he sidestepped into the water. "... and if I pull some dumbshit stunt like shaving my legs and wearing a dress..." He didn't finish off the statement. He didn't have to. Leaning his head back, Bam let the water spill over his hair and splash down the front of his body.
Jimmy snorted, grabbed the soap and started actually washing. "Yeah... maybe." He snickered, slapped Bam's ass, and went back to lathering himself.
Trying not to squeak as wet flesh met even wetter flesh, Bam grinned into the downpour. Yeah, Jim seemed to have a thing for his ass already. But that maybe meant something... and not just that Bam wasn't going to be the bitch boy for this whole... thing. Just knowing Jim, even a maybe was telling in the trust he was possibly willing to put in him. And that was exactly why Bam had, in so many words, waited. Call him a sap, call him a girl... but he'd never felt rushed to run out and experiment with others. Somehow he'd always known that if he'd give it a chance... that Jimmy was the one.
Chapter 4
Authors: k_in_buffalo & trollsttroll
Chapter: 3
Fandom: Bloodhound Gang/Jackass/Viva La BAM AU
Pairing: Jimmy Pop/Bam Margera
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Look at the pairing. Need we say more?
Summary: There is no Bloodhound Gang and Bam didn't go pro or become a Jackass. Just two Pennsylvania boys who meet, become friends and then more. Was very vaguely inspired by talking about Clerks and Mallrats...
Authors' Note: Originally written as an RP...
Additional Authors' Note: See we aren't that evil...
Prologue
Chapter 1, 2
The oven's buzzer went off. Bam stood snickering and strolled over to the stove; making a show of the entire walk knowing that he had Jimmy's attention now. Pulling an oven mitt he pulled out the... burnt... pizza and placed it on a burner to cool before turning around to grin lewdly at his friend. "And I should tell you... why?"
Jimmy scoffed. "Cause half an hour ago I let you cum in my mouth? I kinda think we're past things being classified as TMI. Don't you?" He smirked at Bam.
"I think we're sorta past wiggling our asses in each other's faces and saying... maybe... don't you?" The skater returned the smirking face Jim shot at him.
"Touché." Jimmy laughed at Bam. "But 'maybe' is the best you're getting outta me just yet. This girl doesn't put out easy." Jimmy told him, only half joking. "Sounds to me like maybe you'd be the one more comfortable on bottom anyway."
Well, that was a hell of an assumption. "If by bottom you mean your ass riding my dick..." Bam threw off the oven mitt and dug out a pizza cutter from his utensils. Aside from forks and spoons, it was one of the most used utensils he had... Shit, maybe Ape was good for something. He glanced over his shoulder catching Jimmy's face in unreadable set. "Dude, you realize I'm just kidding... right?" The skater pushed the drawer closed with his hip. "If it feels good and don't hurt that much... I'll try pretty much anything..." He held Jimmy's gaze until the other man responded.
Jimmy actually wasn't sure if it was good or bad that statements like that didn't have him dressed and out the door... that he actually entertained the notion. He supposed it boded well for their friendship remaining intact, if not more. "Dude, I seen you skate. Can't hurt worse than breaking your tailbone bailing out on the half pipe did, can it?" Jimmy snickered. "Great diversionary tactics, but not falling for it. Gimme a slice and spill it? What's had the distinction of breaching that fine ass?"
"You ain't gonna give this shit up, are you?" Bam grabbed a couple paper plates and threw a slice on each befor sitting his naked ass back down at the table. As per usual, he immediately peeled off each slice of pepporoni and popped them into his mouth. "Well, it wasn't Jenn or any other ex-girlfriend... and you already know I ain't had a boyfriend... that don't leave many options now does it?" He tore into his pizza and chewed as he waited and watched Jim mull over that bit of information that really wasn't telling the dude something he didn't already have figured out. Cept, that Bam had just said it out loud instead of letting it just be an implication.
Jimmy grinned widely and bit into his slice. He was momentarily distracted by having to gulp beer to sooth his scalded palate. "Fuck that cheese is hot!" But his mind wasn't going to let go of that anytime soon. He couldn't stop grinning at Bam, his eye twinkling with curious mischief.
"Wow, you ain't asking for the make and model?" Bam snorted and shook his head at Jim as the other man guzzled down his beer. Fuck, if Ape was there she'd totally give him hell for eating so damn fast anyways. Hell, the whole naked thing... just stop thinking about her. Fucking Jimmy. Smiling indulgently at his friend, Bam took another bite of his slice and met the other man's gaze and held it.
Jimmy dropped his half eaten slice and laughed. "No, cause I was waiting til after breakfast. I need my energy. But you know what, I can't wait." And saying so, Jimmy was on his feet and off to Bam's room where he immediately started turning out Bam's underwear drawer.
Grabbing himself another slice, Bam chuckled to himself. Yeah, he had porn in his bedroom... there wasn't even a fucking TV in there. Just in the living room by the futon. Shit, how many guys had purple fucking foot lockers in their living rooms? Bam could hear Jim still rummaging in his room and smiled. He took a swig of beer and continued to wait.
Jimmy stomped back into the kitchen and slumped back in his chair. He took a bite of his pizza and swilled it down with the beer. "Fuck, pizza's cold and beers warm." He glowered at Bam. "Went through your drawers, your closet and looked under your bed. Where you hide it?"
"I spy with my eye... something purple." He retorted in a smart ass tone and licked the pizza grease off of his bottom lip. Bam was enjoying this far too much.
Jimmy laughed. "Fuck you, everything you own is purple. In fact I'd bet $20 bucks when I find that rubber dick it's purple too. I already did a search and destroy mission on your bedroom. Just tell me where it is, motherfucker."
Throwing a chunk of hardened crust back onto his plate, Bam rolled his eyes. "Fucking living room... and for your information... it's pink! Ass!" He was laughing before he could even finish. Jim was just too god-damn much. He loved it.
"Pink?" Jimmy guffawed. Then sobered. "Remind you of your little Fairy Princess friend? No more fantasies about Eurotrash pop singers if we gonna be bumping uglies, dude." Jimmy told him sounding serious for a minute. But he couldn't keep the straight face and roared with laughter as he ducked into the livingroom. "Oh, have fun putting your clothes away... I kinda got frustrated when your bedroom was turning up empty."
Jimmy stood in the living room and looked before he started ransacking this time. A quick scan of the room had his eyes resting on the purple foot locker he'd so often rested his feet and a beer on. "Fuck me... right under my goddamn nose." Jimmy laughed and went to it, moving an over-full ashtry and a few empties he flung the box open. His eyes got big as saucers and he looked up at Bam in a daze. His voice slow he told Bam. "Dude... you are so gay." and then grinned.
"Nah... what are you talking about?" Pressing his lips together to supress a laugh, he slid from his chair and walked into the the living room. Throwing himself down onto the futon and crossing his legs to hide his reaction to Jim actually looking at his ... collection. Bam added with a smirk. "Satisfied?"
"Frightened actually..." Jimmy rooted through the box. Oh, there was certainly a pink dildo in the there and a gay porn collection that rivalled that section of Jimmy's collection, and other... things. He looked up at Bam, the pink impliment in question in hand. "Feel a bit like I might have trouble competing..." He snickered even though he was only half joking.
"Yeah, whatever dude... cuz that shit's totally a decent replacement for the real thing..." He glanced over Jim's shoulder. "At least half that shit's been given to me cuz the guys think their little 'Bam's a fag' joke is still the funniest shit ever... I ain't complaining... some of that shit's expensive. Oh! Found my cigarettes!" Leaning over the side of his futon, Bam retrieved the slightly crumpled pack and pulled out a smoke. "Got a light?" He asked Jimmy casually as if he wasn't sitting in the middle of his living holding a bright pink dildo in his hand.
"Mine's in the bedroom still..." Jimmy told him absentmindedly. "Think they know? I mean I know everyone's always teased you. Like about the fact purple is a lifestyle choice, not just a color to you and all." Jimmy looked up at Bam and grinned. "How skeeved would they be if the knew you actually used this shit?" Jimmy was insanely curious. Could he get Bam to show him?
A devilish grin spread across Bam's face. "Dude, they'd flip the fuck out. Geuss if they ever find out... I'd stop getting them... damn, that would suck." He shoved the cigarette gently back into the pack. He really wanted a smoke but there was no way he was moving from this spot. Least not yet. "Besides... who said I'd used it all?"
Jimmy laughed. "Cheap bastard. You'd have to buy your own sex toys then." He waggled the pink phallus in his hand. "Okay, so this ones a given... what else in here you tried out?"
"Dude, if you want specifics... you have to give me specifics... like thumb or finger?" Bam replied raising an eyebrow, then added. "...silver."
Jimmy looked up and Bam and smirked. "Index finger. Not for long though. Bitch had long ass nails." Jimmy shuddered. "Kinda felt good till the cunt scratched me..." He fiddled with the silver one, turning the vibrations up and down on it. "So just these two?" You are handling sex toys Bam has had up his ass... Yeah fucking cool ain't it.
"You want a detailed history on each one, bro?" Bam teased. "...and no."
"How about a demonstration instead of an oral history? Can think of better ways for you to use your mouth." Jimmy smirked.
Eyebrows raising, Bam's mouth went dry. Jim was surprising the shit out of him. "While you play voyuer... no thanks..." He cocked his head to the side with a grin. "... though I wouldn't object to... other suggestions." Shifting on the futon, Bam uncrossed his legs revealing just how much Jim was actually getting to him.
Jimmy looked at Bam, really looked at Bam and found himself blushing. I'm sitting in my best friend's living room going through his sex toys while he's sporting wood. Can it get any weirder? Yea, it can. " What kinda suggestions?"
"Well, if I have to do all the thinking around here... I'll just take my toys and go play while Mr. Franks takes a shower..." Bam stuck his tongue out playfully as he stretched one of his legs out to rub his foot against Jim's thigh. His words were pure bullshit, but his eyes said 'anything'.
"Dude, it's totally not my fault... the contents of the purple box have like melted my brain. I bow down to your higher deviant powers. And that's saying a LOT." Jimmy laughed and threw 'pinkie' at Bam. "Don't be a tease you douche bag. I'm still new to this trading in my best friend for the boyfriend model."
Eyes softening, Bam smiled kindly over at Jim. He really was trying. Picking up the pink dildo, he licked his lips and met his friend's eyes as he let the tip of it drag across his stomach. "... is there something you want to do or me to do with..." Bam glanced suggestively at the toy on his belly. "...this?"
Jimmy groaned expectantly. Somewhere along the line he'd somehow let Bam get the upper hand here and he was pretty sure he'd pay for that later. "Bambi..." He groaned again. "Show me... please?"
Bam let out a shaky breathe. Jimmy wanted him to... essentially jerk off in front of him. Fuck. He tried to bite back a whimper. Glancing first towards the foot locker, Bam looked him up and down. "...help pull out the futon, and grab lube..." He whispered in response.
Jimmy pulled the lube out of the trunk even as he dragged it away from the futon to make room. He helped Bam unfold it with trembling hands. He crawled onto it and held an arm out to Bam. "C'mere..."
Crawling up and beside Jim, albeit almost over him but he'd decided that was a bit too much for him, Bam settled down next to him. "Shit, I'm nervous..." He admitted softly, his eyes looking anywhere but Jimmy's face. His chest was rising rapidly as he gulped in breathe after breathe of air. Nervous, shit yeah. Turned the hell on, fuck yeah.
Jimmy licked his lips. "Yeah... yeah, me too, Bambi. That's ok. Yeah? It is kinda nerve wracking in a way... but it's pretty freaking hot too." Jimmy kissed Bam. It was a pretty intense kiss. It was Jimmy's way of letting Bam know he was with him in this. "You ain't gotta if you don't wanna." He reassured Bam.
Dropping the toy between them, Bam slid his arm around Jim's neck and kissed him back. He was still nervous as shit when they pulled apart. "No... I want to... just..." Blushing, Bam looked down only to blush harder up on seeing their hard cocks nearly touching between them. He let out a shocked, lusty gasp. "... oh, fuck Jim."
Jimmy's eyes followed Bam's down and he grinned. It was sort of hot, no it was really hot, their cocks almost kissing like that. He noticed his was longer but Bam had girth on him, it made him grin. He shuffled his hips closer so the lengths pressed together then closed one hand around both, slowly stroking his own and Bam's cock together. "Eventually probably."
Nuzzling Jim's cheek to catch his attention, Bam pressed his lips to the other man's once more. As his mouth opened under the pressure of their kissing, his moans could be heard throughout the room. Bam couldn't imagine getting to a point where this wouldn't make his head spin. Fuck, him and Jimmy here like this. "T-that feels reeaalllyy good..." He murmered.
"Real good... yeah... ugh, fuck yeah" Jimmy kept up the stroking, wriggling his other hand between them so he could wrap both fists around their joined cocks, fingers lacing around them to make a tunnel. "It's not so weird... is it? It's good."
Leaning over Jimmy very carefully, Bam retrieved the lube; hips rolling with ever move the other man made over his cock, their cocks. Squirting a generous portion on his fingertips, he slowly reached behind himsef. And even though it was his own hand rubbing wetly over his hole, the sensation made him shudder. Moaning out loud, he spread his legs wider and thrust his cock faster.
Jimmy's started to tremble a bit when he realised what Bam was doing. He wanted to see, but didn't want to stop the exquisite feel of his cock sliding against Bam's between his fingers. He looked Bam in the eye for moment, grinning in what he hoped was encouragement then craned his neck, seeing only Bam's arm disappearing around the curve of his ass. He groaned. "Never done that to myself ever.... Just Chasey that one time... Dude... I... I've fucking blown strangers... but never once touched my own asshole because I thought that was too gay." Jimmy looked back at Bam, a dark blush tinting his cheeks. Its was a damning admission, he thought and groaned.
"J-jim... I got something to tell you..." Bam moaned. "... if you're enjoying this... you're kinda gay." Arching his body to the side and up, he managed to capture Jimmy's jawline in a series of nips and kisses. "But I like you even more like that..."
"Bambi... I knew I was kinda gay the first time I put my hand on another guy's dick... just never thought I'd end up all the way gay... as fucked as that sounds." Jimmy leaned over and kissed Bam to forstall any implication he wasn't prefectly happy to be there, doing what they were doing, with Bam.
"The first time you held me all fucking night in front of a fucking toilet..." Bam confessed cryptically. He closed his eyes, so Jim couldn't try to read into what he hadn't meant to let slip out. Gasping loudly, his jaw fell open as he pressed the very tips of two fingers past the rim of his ass then pulled back. "... God..."
Jimmy's breath caught, if Bam meant what he thought that meant... it was a long ass time to carry a torch. But Bam's plea to the almighty distracted him though. Unable to help himself he pulled away and sat up, wanting so bad to see what Bam was doing to himself, wishing fervently now it was him doing it. He reached out and grasped Bam's cock again, figuring it was unfair to stop, when he was showing him what he wanted to see.
Bam buried the side of his face into the mattress; moaning as he thrust into Jim's grip. The embarassment he'd initially felt at sharing this act was slowly disappating. Rubbing the tip of his index finger over his entrance, Bam wheezed. Rolling more onto his stomach, he slid the digit that much further in. Sure, Jimmy wasn't exactly able to move all that much... but Bam still could. Rolling his hips just slightly, he panted. Anything that he may have wanted to say to his friend was lost in the heat of the moment.
Without pulling the hand out from under him that Bam was humping Jimmy shift to kneeling beside him. He licked his lips and groaned, now able to see Bam teasing around his own asshole. Jimmy reached out and lay his free hand on Bam's ass cheek. "Fuck... Bambi, that's hot."
Moaning in a wordless response, Bam removed his fingers and grabbed at the lube only to shove it at Jim. As he returned his hand to its previous position, he rolled his hips and whispered a plea to Jimmy. "... add more..." Thrusting his finger knuckle deep, Bam hummed and gasped. He could feel the heat radiating off of his friend's body just inches from his own; could feel the tremors causing the hand on his ass to grip tighter then loosen.
Jimmy swallowed and popped the cap one handed with the hand that had been on Bam's ass. He was trembling as he squeezed the tube, just above the finger dipping into Bam's asshole. His heart was hammering in his chest and he was breathing fast. He tried to remember to keep stroking. "Oh shit...that enough? more?" He bit his lip and ignored his own cock straining and begging him to touch it.
"...oh, yeah..." Bam arched his hips up and pushed his finger even deeper. He glanced over his shoulder at Jim. God, he looked so fucking hot sitting there all hard and breathless. He flexed his asscheek under his friends hand; half moaning and half laughing at the response it caused. "...where is it..." Bam whispered to Jimmy ready to move on to the next part of his little display knowing it would drive his friend fucking crazy.
Jimmy bit his lip and scambled around till he found the toy in question and held it out to Bam. "Fuck... you really gonna... Bambi." Jimmy actually felt kind of lightheaded. I'm gonna cum just watching this. Won't even have to touch my cock. He whined Bam's name again as he thrust it into his hand.
The positioning was a bit weird since he'd only actually done this twice on his stomach, but Bam managed to angle the head of the toy at his hole. But he wasn't going to let Jimmy off that easy. Rubbing it in slow circles in the lube that coated the puckered flesh, Bam pumped into Jim's hand still gripped tightly on his cock. Then he slowly pushed the toy down and round his balls before dragging it back up. "... you still want me to?" He teased a little breathlessly.
"Jesus... fuck." Jimmy heard the intonation of the 'me'. Was Bam asking him to? "Uhh... shit." Jimmy, who was rarely at a loss for some smart ass quip, stumbled. "You asking me?" Jimmy trembled and squeezed Bam's cock. "You'd let me?"
Letting out a shakey breath, Bam nodded. His movement of the toy ceased to give Jim a change to take him up on the offer. Fuck, if he did... even if this was as far as they ever went... this was almost as fucking good as have Jimmy fuck him.
Jimmy almost balked, nervousness almost getting the better of him. But with a trembling hand he took the toy back from Bam. "Dude... you sure? Like really fucking sure? Cause I got no idea what I'm doing, man." He mimicked Bam's earlier motion, just rubbing the moistened tip against his opening. "Tell me what to do."
"Go slow... push in, but go slow... else it hurts too much." Hissing out a deep breathe only to sharply inhale it back in, Bam moaned. Even though Jim was only doing what he himself had just been doing... it felt that much more... incredible. Bam tried to relax; reminding himself he'd done this plenty on his own.
"Slow yeah.. ok alright." Jimmy swallowed again and bit his lip and pushed, at first nothing happened as he was afraid he'd hurt Bam if he pushed against the resistence. He's had it in there before, stop being a pussy. He'll tell you if you fuck up. Jimmy groaned and pushed a little harder. Probably loudly. "Bambi..." he whined as the end popped in part the ring of muscle. Jimmy scooted closer, let his cock rest against Bam's thigh, he abandoned the man's cock. His other hand moving to spread Bam's cheek, to see what he was doing better. He pushed some more and watched it begin to slide in.
"Oohh..." Bam moaned and pushed himself halfway onto his hands and knees. "Mmm, just like that Jim... all the way in..." His head was spinning. He never realized exactly how much more intense and different this would feel having someone else in control. And seriously, he couldn't believe it was fucking Jimmy. Jimmy watching his ass take in a fucking neon pink cock. Talk about your jerk off fantasy come to life.
Jimmy held his breath and pushed, trying not to go too fast or move to abruptly. "Oh, Bam..." He groaned when it was in to the base. "Fucking hell." Jimmy's thighs rocked against Bam's thigh of their own accord, his body taking matters into it's own hands to get some friction on his cock. "Now what? Like fucking yeah? Out, then in again?" His voice dropped a few notches, even though he could see Bam's physical reaction seemed positive he was somewhat mystified. "It's good? "
"So fucking good, Jim... but..." Resting his weight on one arm, Bam reached around and grabbed Jim's wrist. He waited until the toy was pulled almost out before pressing down on his friend's wrist. "... there..." He replied huskily and steadied himself from when Jimmy pushed the dildo in again.
Jim followed Bam's directions, changing the angle and sliding the pink phallus back in, just as slowly as the first time. "God, Bambi... that's just... god..." He pulled it out again, and returned it, minding he kept it at the trajectory Bam had designated. "That's right?"
Mouth hanging open in a silent cry, all Bam could do was nod and thrust back. Back and shoulder muscles tensing, he trembled and clutched onto the futon cover with his fists. One steadying breathe after another, and he was finally able to answer Jimmy. "Yeah...." Bam gasped out weakly.
Jimmy did it again, trying with shaking hands to develop a steady rhythm to the strokes of the dildo. He shoved other hand down and wrapped it around his own cock with could no longer be ignored. "Oh ... fuck fuck... Bambi, touch yourself." He let out a gaspy breathy moan as he stroked his cock hard. "Gonna cum... like a motherfucker."
Face pressing hard against the mattress, Bam followed Jim's request and wrapped a hand around his own cock. He could feel the movement of Jimmy's arm as he worked on himself. That coupled with the small, albeit fucking hard rubber dick being shoved and pushed so fast in and out him... it took all of three strokes before he was arching his back up and with a loud moan shooting his load all over the futon.
Jimmy took a cue from the stacks of DVDs he owned and as Bam tensed and began to cum he yanked the thing out of him with a jerk. It only took Jim two more strokes, the sight of Bam's asshole spasming as it left him, and the noise Bam let out, to catch him up. Jimmy grunted, stiffened all over and splashed Bam's thigh.
Collapsing onto the futon, Bam writhed and moaned breathlessly as he came down. "...holy fuck, Jim..." He gasped still loosening and tightening his fists. Even though he'd just came, he was still horny as shit... even if he wasn't exactly hard any more. Bam let out a breathe through parted lips and cast an unsure glance back an Jimmy. Was the dude going to freak?
Jimmy flopped over on the bed next to Bam starring straight at the ceiling. He was quiet for several minutes even though he could feel Bam's eyes burrowing into his skull. Finally with a quick shudder he collected himself enough to speak. "Bambi..."
Bam swallowed loudly. "...what?" As much as he enjoyed watch the bobbing of Jim's Adam Apple as he swallowed... and the play of emotions tugging at the corners of the man's mouth, He was nervous as fuck all of a sudden that things had just went too far for his friend. With a shaking hand, he reached out and placed his palm on Jimmy's stomach.
"That was... without a doubt... the best sex I ever had without actually dipping my cock in something." Jimmy turned his head to face him and grinned.
"Asshole..." Bam muttered before lunging over the top of Jimmy. He got within a breath of his mouth and stopped. First moving his head to the left and parting his lips only to withdraw with a smile and repeat the process only leaning to the right. Bam licked his lips and let his chin rub along Jim's. "Yeah..." He finally asked with a grin still hovering over Jimmy's mouth.
Jimmy grabbed Bam's head with both hands knotting into his hair. "Yeah." Then he crushed their lips together.
Even if on the outside, Bam was slowly sucking Jim's bottom lip between his teeth... on the inside he was wearing a shit eating grin. Everything that had just went down was proof that if the two of them were going to go for whatever the fuck this was... it wasn't just gonna be Bam sucking a bro's cock. Jimmy's actions were proof enough of that.
They eventually had to come up for air. Jimmy let his hands fall to the small of Bam's back, it was still a little off to hold his best friend like he would a girlfriend, but he could get used to it. "You still haven't explained to me what this is? We like boyfriends now? Is this a secret? Just want to be clear. On the same page."
There was that boyfriend word again. At first mention, he'd taken it as Jim not really wanting that type of thing. Now, though, he was starting to fucking wonder. "Is that too much to ask?" Bam cocked his head to the side. "...I mean... I know how you feel about ... past histories and shit... and fuck the dude's at work can NOT know..."
"Yeah, they all already know you're a fag, but I got Mall cred to protect." Jimmy grinned up at Bam. So no DPAs at work. What's the rest of the boundaries?"
"Fuck if I know, dude..." Bam rested his forehead on Jimmy's. "... we're still same as we use to be just... more. Don't have to do the boyfriend thing any where cept here if you don't want to... we can still hang at tittie bars... cuz I know you'd start bitching." He looked down at his new and first boyfriend then smiled.
"Damn right I'd bitch. I'd defend my right to over pay for beer while oogling silicone implants." Jimmy laughed, but then choked it down. He looked up at Bam seriously. "Look, I just need to know the rules. So we are doing this and I am cool with it. Really I am. But I can't have ambigious shit. If you don't tell me exactly what you expect I will fuck up. I might even if you do, but at least gimme a shot at getting it straight. So in the house we're all up in each other's shit, but not at work. What about other places? How secret is this exactly? Are we actually like... a couple? Or friends with benefits? Is this a mutually exclusive thing? Or could I like still pick up a chick in a bar if I didn't bone her more than once? I need to know the rules, Bambi, the expectations." Jimmy blinked. "Holy shit... I sound like a goddamn chick." He pitched his voice into a falsetto "Bammmm... Where's this going Bam." He got semi serious again. "I ain't got any preconscieved ideas here. I just want to know what yours are cause I don't want to hurt you. You're my best fucking friend."
Bam thought for a moment. He was pretty sure that if anyone besides himself had just bore witness to this side of Jimmy that they'd have been in shock or thought he was quite literally fucking with them. But Bam knew better. He'd long ago learnt to look past the flamboyant if not wholy offensive exterior and see the loyal, concerned friend beneath. Jim was a hell of a lot more than the tits and ass jokes. Hell, more than the fag jokes. More than any number of milf jokes. Bam had seen him breeze through relationships with women. Not because he didn't particularly like the women... and most definitely not because he was a misogynist. None of them had ever truly been in it for him, just their idea of who he could be. Case in point where they were going to be fucking different. Forgoing the immediate difference of oh, say... cock.
The question about banging random chicks wasn't exactly all that big of a surprise. Jim did have a bit of an obsession with particular parts of the female anatomy. Scratch that... all of it. Bam almost snickered as he thought about a particular story Jimmy had told about how he'd taught himself to eat out a girl. Fucking roast beef sandwhiches. Only Jimmy Fucking Franks. "How many randoms we talking about?"
Jimmy rolled his eyes. "Bam numbers are irrevelant, don't fixate on the skanks please, I asked a lot of fucking questions there and if you don't fill in the blanks I will and thats just never good."
"Dude... don't roll over that shit like that." Bam pushed up onto one elbow to look down at Jim. "I asked how many are okay... I'll get to the rest of your questions... but you gotta answer mine. Are we talking like a skank or two a week... while my ass stays home or watches you and her get all nasty in front of me at the bar... we talking about messing around with a random or two together... it's a loaded fucking question... not a simple yes or no..."
"Thats what I'm asking you dipshit. I want you to tell me what you expect from me." A sly grin crossed Jim's face. "I liked the sound of that double teaming idea though."
It was Bam's turn to roll his eyes. Dude, just didn't fucking get it. And yeah, he'd totally expected the horny fucker to jump on the double teaming idea with gusto. The whole reason he was hesitating to give Jim an answer was that he didn't want to put some kind of limit on shit that would never fall into the realm of ever being adhered to. ".... you're making this difficult, bro. But fine... if my ass lays down a law you don't like... you say something about it... got it?"
"Dude, come on. It's me you are taking to. Jimmy Franks. Have I ever followed a rule I didn't wanna? I just want to know what you want. Just didn't want you to have shit in your head one way and me thinking its another. If I fuck up I don't want it to be because my ass didn't know better. So you tell me what's what in your little brain and I'll clue you in if it's kosher or not. 'k?"
"Fine..." Bam took a deep breath preparing himself. Here goes fucking nothing let's hope it don't muff up shit too badly. "I'd like to say you're my boyfriend. Fuck friends with benefits bullshit. Shit, I don't care if my family knows. Think they already half ass do. Same with the crew... even though I hardly see them since like most the shits don't work all that much. So pretty much anywhere but fucking work... and dude, if boning a chick keeps you from being with me then yeah... no. But picking one up together would be... interesting." Taking a moment to glance down at Jimmy's face to gauge his reaction, Bam paused.
"Bambi, if you are there you're all the chick I need. Shit, I didn't blow you off for randoms before you sucked my cock. Ain't gonna do it now... But your know, if you're stuck stocking board shorts all night and I'm bored and lonely... " Jimmy laughed and ran a hand over Bam's bare ass. "Alright. So boyfriends everwhere but the mall. Gotcha. I think I can handle that."
"That's it? Like that easy?" Bam gawked at him. "Fuck, you gave Chasey so much hell when she got all up in your face with rules and shit." But even as he argued with what Jimmy'd just said, inside he breathed a sigh of relief. "... so what about you? What are my rules? What do you expect from me?"
"Chasey thought a two beer lunch at Pandora's equaled cheating, was looking for a big piece of ice, and didn't suck cock half as well as you do." Jimmy gave a nervous laugh. "Plus she didn't matter so much."
He ran a hand through Bam's hair. "I guess just don't fucking hate me when I ain't the perfect guy."
"The perfect guy for who? Her or me?" Bam smiled and leaned into the hand carding through his hair. "... s'not like I any different than the guy you hassled yesterday at work... like my ass is going to get all hung up on that chick shit. There's a reason beyond cock why I ain't with Jenn no more."
Jimmy liked the way Bam leaned into his touch. He still felt a little awkward, maybe overwhelmed by the sudden shift in his and Bam's relationship, but it didn't feel bad. In fact it was kind of nice, something Jimmy thought he could get used to, comfortable with, given time to let it sink in. "Yeah? What's that?"
"... you got a problem with anything about me? You like Bam Bam like this?" He motioned down his body. "Or you want some sucker in a fucking two piece suit kissing ass in some shithole corporation office just so your ass can sit at home and watch soaps and shit? Think about it... I know you've dated her kind... even if it only lasted like a week."
Jimmy pulled a face. "Yeah alright, know whatcha mean." He pulled Bam back down and kissed him again. It just kept getting easier to do that.
"Don't take this wrong, cause my lazy ass would be perfectly happy to let you be my sugardaddy, but I was pretty amazed when they made your ass an assist at PS. I don't see you climbing no corprate ladder. And that's cool by me. Cause really you in a suit without a wedding or funeral to attend? Yeah, right..."
Bam chuckled. "... yeah, thanks for that vote of confidence. Some boyfriend you are..." He was kissing Jim before he even finished the sentence. Man, Ape was going to be so bummed... and not because a certain unnamed individual's pervy advances on her would stop... because really, Bam knew they wouldn't. But, she'd been going on about weddings and grandchildren since he could remember. Geuss that was all up to Jess now.
Jim returned the kiss enthusiastically, still carding his fingers through Bam's curls. "Told you not to be pissed. I like you just the way you are. Ain't that what you wanted to hear?" Jimmy ginned and tightened his grip in Bam's hair, yanking his lips back onto Jim's.
Moaning at the sharp tug of his hair, Bam decided it was better to shut the hell up now. There were better things he could be doing with his mouth. Like exactly what the fuck they were doing. Shit, he could do this all freaking day. But if they did that, what else would it lead to? More crap had already went down than he'd even dreamed, hoped, or thought would today. Dipping his tongue into Jim's mouth, Bam fought the racing thoughts in his mind and tried to just give into the feeling of Jim half under him.
Jimmy liked the moan, liked it a lot. He filed it away in his head that Bam Bam liked his hair pulled. Cause yeah, that's hot. So just because the thought of being pinned under Bam while the kid shoved his tongue down his throat had never occurred to Jim, didn't mean he didn't he think it was a damn fine idea now. Really his intial objection had been only the fear of fucking up the cloest relationship he'd ever had with another human being. He liked to think Bam meant it when he said that wasn't going to happen. While he'd never really persued a relationship with a guy before, his previous forays with same sex partners mere opportunistic headonistic moments, the reality so far was really very appealing. In fact, Jimmy was starting to get pretty stoked on the concept. He kept that one hand buried in Bam's hair, just enough tension he'd feel it, the other rubbed over the small of his back, and happily allowed Bam to plunder his mouth.
His entire body was humming as he slid completely on top of Jimmy. It sent an electric charge through him as the other man's hand came to rest on his lower back. He felt all at once like he did with girls in the act of being the one doing the kissing and literally being above his boyfriend. Yet, the way Jim held him and touched him... it was so similiar to how he'd touched each an every ex-girlfriend. It was an interesting rush and blend of emotions... and an addictive one at that. A sudden thought struck him as he nibbled at Jimmy's bottom lip. Had Jimbo practiced for his first guy the same as his first girl? And what exactly had he used? It was a silly thought, but it still amused the hell out of him. Despite himself he giggles into the kiss as he pulled away for air.
Jimmy quirked an eyebrow as Bam laughed. "What's so funny?" Oh man, he's so got your number. You laying here waffling between why's he's laughing while we're kissing and how cute his eyes are when he does. You're fucked.
"Fucking roast beef sandwiches..." His shoulders shaking with laughter, Bam pressed his cheek against Jimmy's. "... just trying to imagine what you'd have used for a dude... cuz I hardly see you going for the cliche banana or cucumber..." He's giggling so hard now his body's shaking, but if he moves away, Jim will see how fucking red his face is.
Jimmy guffawed. "Dude, that is funny, fucking messed up, but funny. Seriously though. Ain't gotta teach yourself that shit. I got one of those so I know what makes it feel good. Did you practice?"
Burying his face in Jim's neck, Bam's giggling quieted down. He had, but not for the reasons Jimmy was thinking about. More a matter of size than what would feel good. It was fucking daunting! After a moment of silence, laughter erupted again. At this point, he didn't even need to answer the god-damn question.
"You are as big a freak as I am. No scratch that you are a bigger freak." Jim pulled Bam's face up out of his neck so he could see him. His tongue swept his lips and voice dropped into a deep tone. "So what did you practice on? His eyes slipped half shut at the thought. "One of the goodies from your toy box? Did you practice swallowing around it? Yeah, Bambi? Lick it good before you crammed it your ass and sprayed your sheets?"
Jesus fucking Christ. He should have known that Jim's perverted little mind would be the death of him if they ever hooked up. God damn. He was actually fucking whimpering just hearing that nasty shit falling from his lips. Dipping forward, he sucked Jimmy's errant tongue into his mouth. He curled his tongue under it at first then gently began sucking on it; bobbing as much as it's length would allow. Which he was surprised was actually pretty fucking long. He shivered thinking of the things Jim had done and could do with such a tongue.
For the moment that tongue was content to twine itself around Bam's. Pussy didn't answer my question. Jim knew it didn't matter though, he'd be getting stiff for weeks on just the mental image he'd conjured on his own. Goddamn if it wasn't half hard right now. He rocked his hips into Bam's.
Bam thrust back with equal force against Jim's hips. He was pretty sure neither of them were ready for another round... let alone stepping shit up that fast, but it stop him from enjoying the feeling of his body pushing into and against a body as hard and unforgiving as his own. When his chest became tight with the need for oxygen, Bam pulled back panting. Sliding his cheek along Jim's until his mouth was right beside his ear, he licked the shell of the other man's ear before licking his own lips; then spoke. "... the green one..." He didn't wait for Jimmy's reaction before rolling his hips hard against him once more.
Jimmy groaned as Bam's hips ground into his. "Nice... realistic, reasonable size, colors a bit off ... like blowing the Jolly Green Giant." Jimmy laughed. "Bambi, you wanna practice from now on I got something for you to practice on that'll taste a lot better than silicone." With Bam's head by his ear, Jimmy only had to turn his face a bit to the side to latch onto his neck, sucking and biting any where he could easily reach.
Grunting into Jim's ear, Bam pressed his neck wantonly against the mouth nibbling at it. "... that so? And... oh... talk to Dico... he bought bought the jolly green giant...." He reached up and cupped the back of Jim's skull and pressed him that much harder against his neck. "... you sure you don't want another demostration?" Bam shimmied his hips then rolled them again.
Jimmy's head dropped back. "Bambi... boner killer. Never mention Dico's name when we are making out ever again. Promise me. I'm begging you. Dude's fucking creepy."
Bam rolled his eyes at Jim and climbed off of him to reach into his toybox. As to be expected, he retrieved the dildo that was from that day forward going to be nicknamed Jolly Green Giant. Then he straddled Jimmy's calves and stared down at him with a challenge in his eyes.
"Umm... Whatcha planning to do with that?" Jimmy asked, one eye brow arched as he dubiously eyed the dildo in Bam's fist and started to sweat a bit.
"Depends on lil Jimmy now don't it..." Bam really fucking hoped he wasn't being too damn forward. He was pretty much just going along with what struck him. He let the rounded tip of the toy rub over his chin as he waited.
Jimmy looked a little confused. "I guess lil Jimmy's reaction may depend on where you think that things is going." Jimmy snickered a little.
"No where near where you're thinking... calm the fuck down... " Bam winked.
Jimmy had mixed feelings. The sex toys were kinda fucking hot, but his very real cock, which was recovering nicely from the Dico incident, was informing him anything Greenie could do, he could do better. "Coy doesn't suit you, sweetcheeks. Tell me whatcha got in mind." Jimmy grinned up at him.
Laughing out loud, Bam shook his head. "You know... I know I'm the brains of the operation, but one Mr. Franks could tell me what he'd like... and fuck you I'm coy as shit." His lips pressed tight, he tried to play off a serious expression.
Jimmy bit his lip and looked embarassed. "I don't really know. I got a lot of conflicting urges going on at the moment, Bambi. Shit I think might be great and scares the fuck out of me at the same time. The extent of my gay sex repetoire has been already surpassed. Unless you want me to jerk you off or another blow job." Jimmy looked hopeful. "So how about you take pity on me and just lead the way a bit alright?"
Bam threw the toy towards the foot locker and crawled up Jim's body. When he was face to face with the man, he smiled down at him. "... what scares you?" Shaking his head like he was physically trying to remove the thoughts, Bam corrected himself. "Forget I said that... stupid thing to ask..." He let out a shaky breath. "... I can't believe I, we... are this horny after... everything..." A flush spread over his cheeks as he met Jim's eyes.
"Never stupid to ask a question right? Just sat here thinking there's nothing he can do with the hunk of green rubber I wouldn't rather do with my dick. Then I was like whoaaaa Dude. Way to rush shit." Jimmy grimaced. "See what I mean?" Then his face fell back into it's customary grin. "And of course we're horny again. We're male, in our 20's and it's the first time we've been together. That's bound to keep us going for a few days at least." He bumped his hips up, bouncing Bam a bit.
Closing his eyes, a smile played over Bam's lips as he rose up with Jimmy's hips then slammed down. Reopening his eyes, he searched Jim's face before before running his thumb over the other man's mouth. "And what exactly do you want to do with your dick... just talking about it's hot as shit... Don't mean we gotta do it yet...?"
The pad of thumb pressing against the corner of Jimmy's lips, Bam let a gentle kiss graze over the round full bottom lip of his boyfriend. Yeah, boyfriend. He liked the sound of that.
Jimmy groaned. "Fuck, what don't I wanna do with it." He ran his hands up Bam's thighs to grip his waist. "It was fucking hot as hell, screwing you with the pink thing, but I know having my dick all up in there would be like a million times hotter... and your mouth, Bambi you gotta the sweetest lips, just fucking made for blowjobs. I loved your lips on my cock..." Jim's hips rolled under Bam as he started to get really worked up.
Climbing until he was kneeling between Jimmy's knees, Bam glanced down to make sure their hardened members were lined up. He rolled his hips slowly enjoying the slick, silky heat of the other man's cock rubbing against his own. "I fucking loved yours on mine..." He finally replied in a husky voice.
Jimmy whined in the back of his throat and thrust his hips. "Fuck that feels so good." His hand strayed between them, loosely wrapping around both. "Liked it too Bambi... liked doing that for you... ahh, shit... Ain't never let another guy... cum in my mouth either..."
A wave of guilt crashed over Bam as he looked down at Jimmy through his lust colored haze. He hadn't exactly let Jim do that. Dude, had been acting twitchy since the night before and Bam had been honestly scared of freaking him out. Shit, thing were a hell of a lot better now. Licking his lips, Bam reached down and pulled Jimmy's hand from around them and braced it just outside of his hip. With a final roll of his hips, he dipped in and kissed the slight protusion of Jimmy's collar bone.
Jimmy groaned unhappily when Bam removed his hand from their cocks. He really liked the feel of Bam and he rubbing against each other and he needed the friction of his hand. But he'd meant when he'd asked Bam to take the lead so he didn't try to stop him. Instead he ran his hands over Bam's shoulders and through his hair.
Bam's stomach was a mess of nerves and butterflies as he lips glided over the coarse hair of Jimmy's chest. When he finally ended up between the other man's legs, he inhaled sharply. With wavering eyes, he looked up at Jim. Why the fuck was he suddenly so damn nervous? Was it because they'd actually discussed whatever the hell they were? Was it because of the sudden realization how clueless Jim really was? Cuz that in itself was a wholly new experience too. In his own muffed up way, Jimmy had always been his mentor. Bam closed his eyes and let the other man's words... your mouth, Bambi you gotta the sweetest lips, just fucking made for blowjobs. I loved your lips on my cock... Already short of breath, he leaned foward and lapped at the crown of Jimmy's member.
Jimmy raised up on his elbows and looked down at Bam between his thighs. For a moment he held his breath, Bam's tongue sliding over his cock was pretty fucking exciting. He could see Bam was nervous though and remembered earlier he'd resorted to finishing him by hand. He met Bam's eyes and reached down and ran fingers over his hair "Bam you ain't gotta, if you don't really wanna." Jimmy told him. He didn't want the kid feeling pressured. .
"No... I wanna... just. Cept for earlier... Jolly Green Giant's literally the extent of my experience..." Slurping the head between his lips, Bam maintained eye contact. He could taste Jim's precum lightly coating the roof of his mouth. Humming because he knew he liked the vibration, Bam dipped a little further down. It was harder to hollow out his cheeks on an actual person in comparison to one of his toys, but he still managed. Hands placed gently on top of Jimmy's thighs, he reveled in every tensing and trembling of the other man's legs.
Jimmy watched Bam intently, trying his best to hold still. Really Bam had the basic idea down just fine. " Yeah Bambi... that's it... Just like you'd want done to you, baby." Jimmy's hips quivered, begging him to thrust up into Bam's mouth but he resisted the urge with great effort. He touched Bam's hair again, again biting back instincts that wanted to grab it and hold on. "Fuck..."
Grabbing onto the base of the shaft, Bam slowly began stroking upwards. The ring of his hand meeting his lips before sliding back down. Every so often he released the suction of his mouth with a slight pop, taking a breath and then doing it all over again. The feather light touches of Jimmy's hand in his hair gently urging him on, it strangely grounded him and set him more at ease as his motions quickened.
"That's perfect... just like that... shit yeah" Jimmy groaned and his eyes rolled back in his head, his hips bouncing a bit but not enough to inconvenience Bam. Jim's fingers tightened in his hair, a reflex. "See I fucking told you... oh god... fuck... fuck... made for this, Bambi."
Moaning around the cock in his mouth, Bam tightening his grip and sped up. He added as much extra suction as he could muster. His free hand leaving Jim's thigh, he slid it up to cup and press the other man's balls gentley up. Bam looked up and met Jimmy's eyes once more before pressing his thumb against his perineum.
Jimmy gasped and bucked away from the pressure of Bam's thumb. "Shit! Bam..." he groaned deeply and tried to catch his breath. " Bam... bambi... getting close ... so fucking close." His mouth dropped open, panting as he struggled not to explode.
This time pressing more gently, Bam rubbed his thumb in circles over sensative flesh of Jimmy's gooch. He pulled out every stop he could think of save for trying to take him down his throat. His breathe coming in short pants through flaring nostrils, Bam tried to roll with Jim's thrust as the other man reacted to the overload.
Whatever fucking practicing Bam had been doing had fucking paid off in spades in Jimmy's opinion. He was sucking like a champ and the finger work was a bonus. A steady series of whimpering moans was punctuated by little jerks of his hips and spasms across his thighs. "Bambi... seriously.. fuck... like now ..." Jimmy grunted and all but sat up as his body coiled then exploded.
As the first pulse hit the roof of his mouth and back of his throat, Bam seriously wondered a couple of things. One, how the fuck you didn't swallow and two, why they all acted like this shit tasted so damn good. It wasn't awful or anything, but it wasn't exactly the yummiest shit ever. The thing that truly made it fucking worth it was the noises coming from Jimmy's mouth as Bam tried and successfully swallowed his entire load.
Jimmy's fingers slipped out of Bam's hair and he flopped limply on the bed. " Fuck, that was perfect Bambi... c'mere, baby." He held his arms open for Bam to crawl up to him. When Bam did Jimmy pulled him into an embrace. "Thanks. That was pretty fucking awesome. Got a reward in mind?" Jim grinned at him slowly.
The compliments went straight to Bam's cheeks. Flushing, he rolled his hips showing the Jim just how much blowing him had turned him on. "Yeah..." Bam snickered before replying. "... handjob in the shower." He pinched Jimmy's sides playfully before beginning to try to extract himself from the other man's embrace.
Jimmy laughed and resisted his efforts to pull away equally playfully. Finally releasing him he bounced up after him. "I think I can manage that." He leered and groped at Bam as he followed him to the bathroom. He was actually pretty relieved. There was shit he was pretty sure he wasn't up for, at least yet, but he wasn't sure if pressed if he'd say no. It was tricky.
Leaning over to turn on the water, Bam bit his lip as he literally displayed his ass for Jimmy. He knew his friend wasn't ready for that type of shit yet, but it didn't stop him from at least pushing the buttons. Standing, he wrapped his arms around Jimmy's neck with a smirk then leaned in and kissed him. "... you probably should eventually call Bob... else he'll be on my ass next time he sees me." Jimmy's boss hadn't exactly hesitated in the past to approach Bam in Pac Sun and inquire, read bitch, about the man's whereabout. At the time he'd thought it was pretty weird, but looking at it from a different perspective it made him realize that people already kind of linked the two of them together.
Jimmy knew when he was being tempted on purpose when Bam bent over in front of him. The boy was wicked evil. Jimmy grinned and was still grinning when Bam turned and kissed him. "Yeah, yeah... I'll call him when we're done. Sorry about him bugging you. Fucking told him not too." Jim slapped Bam's ass and nodded at the warm spray. "In already. Whatcha waiting for? Christmas?" He grinned and followed after Bam into the shower. He wasted no time pinning the slighter man to the tiles and pressing a kiss to his lips. Yep, I can get used to this.
Bam barely had a chance to stand under the spray of the shower before Jim had him pressed against the wall. Grasping onto Jimmy's hips, he rolled his own almost as if in reminder of what he'd in so many words been promised once they'd gotten here. But he wasn't really in any rush. Hell no, he liked showers. He continued to happily nibble on the other man's lip; content for now at being able to even have Jim like this.
Jimmy had not however forgotten his promise. He snaked a hand between them without removing his mouth from Bam's. For a few minutes he stroked Bam's cock attentively while they played tag with tongues. Eventually he asked. "So just a wank then?" and grinned.
Groaning as their lips parted, Bam panted for a bit before answering. "...mmm, whatever you feel comfortable doing..." He replied softly as he leaned forward and nipped and sucked at a patch of skin just beneath Jimmy's jawline.
Jimmy moaned, loving the feel of Bam's mouth on his throat, his hand steadily working the prick in his fist. "Seems more fair to give you the same treatment." He tipped Bam's face up to his and kissed him again. "I'm glad you finally came clean Bambi." He said sincerely and kissed him again. Then he was slowly lowering himself to his knees in front of Bam.
Whining before Jim's mouth even reached his cock, Bam let his head fall against the tile. "Fuck... me too..." He replied softly while swallowing rather loudly. The first go around he'd been so distracted trying to either suck or jerk Jimmy off... but now he was going to fucking feel everything. It was fucking intense and Jim's lips hadn't even wrapped around him yet.
Jimmy for a moment just continued to stroke Bam's cock and stare it it. It most certainly was not the first time Jim had been on his knees for a guy, but this was Bam and Bam wasn't just his best buddy anymore. Unphased by the water beating down over him Jim leaned forward in slow motion, his tongue slipping from his lips to lap at the head of Bam's cock. He was mildly disappointed, the water washed away too much of the taste and smell he should be experiencing. He wasn't the kind of guy who expected a partner to shower first. But he had no doubt there'd be plenty of other opportunities. He pursed his lips and sucked Bam into his face, not stopping till his nose was tickled by the curls it grew from. He made a gratified moan and pulled back, tongue grazing along the shaft as he did.
Fuck, Jim taking him in to the hilt like that. Un-fucking-believable. Bam immediately cupped the back of Jimmy's head and held on; more to keep himself upright than to guide any motion. The moan that he'd let out was more than enough to set Bam on edge. He was really too damn horny for his own good. Anything he'd had planned for today had totally been back burnered. He's suck face and dick with Jim all fucking day and night if given the option.
Jimmy would have grinned at Bam's hands coming to rest on his head if his face wasn't stuffed full of cock. He slurped as he pressed his mouth back onto Bam's cock, swallowing down his reflexes. He nudged Bam's thighs apart some so he could cradle his balls in one hand, the other pressed firmly into his groin at the base of his cock. Jim began to knead Bam's testicles gently against his palm, tugging them and massaging, while his lips and tongue established a regular cadence, strangely almost in time with the pulse of Bam's showerhead.
God, if he thought he could get away with it... he'd so fuck the shit out of Jimmy's face. Though, he hardly thought that Jimbo'd be okay with that. And shit, would he be able to look at Jim afterwards? Probably not. That was the type of crap you pulled on randoms... not your best fucking friend slash boyfriend. Bam settled for a gentle but persistant thrusting and rolling of his hips. Biting his bottom lip white, he moaned and whimpered. The combined rhythm of... well, everything... a slow, teasing of that special rush and gush of sensation.
The way Bam was bumping into him urged Jim on and he sped up some, sucked a bit harder. He rolled Bam's balls between his fingers and concentrated on creating as much sensation as he could. Jimmy wanted to make this really fucking good. He was always willing to learn a new trick, so he did not hesistate when the thought crossed his mind. His other hand slid down from his pelvis, behind Bam's sac, to pull his own thumb trick on him. Jim pressed into the soft skin beneath them, unintentionally the side of his index just barely rubbed Bam's asshole.
Abruptly and powerfully, Bam felt his entire body tense as an undeniable flame ignited. He felt like he was exploding into a million tiny pieces while at the same time curling in on himself. There wasn't anything he could do to hold himself back. Shit, there wasn't even time enough to give Jimmy a warning. The finger on his hole, the thumb on his gooch, the hand on his balls... and Jim's mouth... fuck, Jim's mouth. So, just as quickly as the flame had ignited, it flared as he came down Jimmy's throat; then went out as he slumped against the shower wall nearly sliding down it because his legs seriously protested standing at that point.
There was no spitting into a convenvient t-shirt this time and while Jimmy could have coughed it up and let it wash down the drain, he didn't. They were in so much deeper here than Jimmy was used to, it was dizzying, but good. He swallowed around each pulse of Bam's cock, and while something he'd always scrupulously avoided before, now it seemed the most natural thing in the world. Jim climbed to his feet, hands touching Bam here and there as he rose, till they were face to face again. He smiled. "Yeah."
"Fuck me..." Bam whispered in reaction without really intending it to be a request. He leaned forward and swiped his tongue over Jimmy's lips anxious to taste himself on and in his new lover. Hands cupping the other man's jaw, Bam pulled him that much closer; until they were breathing one another's air. So many words raced through his head, yet he held his tongue. What do you say to someone when they've literally just made your dreams and fantasies come true?
Jimmy smiled, he knew Bam well enough to recognise the softly spoken expletive for what it was and not an invitation. Still the asshole in him couldn't resist. "Eventually, I'm pretty sure" He teasingly whispered.
Biting his lip playfully, Bam smirked as he sidestepped into the water. "... and if I pull some dumbshit stunt like shaving my legs and wearing a dress..." He didn't finish off the statement. He didn't have to. Leaning his head back, Bam let the water spill over his hair and splash down the front of his body.
Jimmy snorted, grabbed the soap and started actually washing. "Yeah... maybe." He snickered, slapped Bam's ass, and went back to lathering himself.
Trying not to squeak as wet flesh met even wetter flesh, Bam grinned into the downpour. Yeah, Jim seemed to have a thing for his ass already. But that maybe meant something... and not just that Bam wasn't going to be the bitch boy for this whole... thing. Just knowing Jim, even a maybe was telling in the trust he was possibly willing to put in him. And that was exactly why Bam had, in so many words, waited. Call him a sap, call him a girl... but he'd never felt rushed to run out and experiment with others. Somehow he'd always known that if he'd give it a chance... that Jimmy was the one.
Chapter 4