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: 8
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...
Prologue
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Jimmy grabbed Bam's head, kissed him quick then scurried out of the car making a break for his apartment. He had trouble opening the door with Bam actually fondling him and breathing down his neck, but he wasn't going to complain. Stumbling through the door, Jimmy barely had it closed before he pinned Bam to the wall. His hands slid up under the skater's shirt and dragged it off, reclaiming his lips with wild needy abandon before it was even fully over his head.
Wrapping his arms up and around Jim's shoulders, Bam let himself be pressed hard against the wall with a whimper and a grunt before opening his mouth to kisses just as urgent as his own. His shirt was off but fuck his pants really needed to come off, like now. His dick was so fucking hard that he could feel every inch of fabric sliding over it with each push and grind of Jimmy's hips. And hello, Jimbo was way too fucking dressed at this point, too. Using his fingers to slowly draw the fabric up, Bam slid Jim's shirt up and over his head.
When Bam pulled off his shirt, it hit Jim. This is it. Someone is putting out right now. Pulling away with a gasp, he grabbed Bam's hand and headed straight for his bedroom. They didn't need the shit in Bam's bag, they didn't need to watch any of his movies, all they need was each other and preferably a comfortable flat surface. He hoped they made it as far as his bedroom anyway, if for no other reason than that's where the condoms and lube were. Thankfully, it wasn't that big an apartment. Pawing and kissing all the way, they made it through the door and onto the bed. Hands were fumbling with buttons and zippers and final pieces of clothing were kicked off violently. Jimmy broke the heated kiss and looked down at Bam sheepishly. "Uhhh... now what? I mean I know what but... like who?" He giggled. Did I just fucking giggle? Oh my fucking god.
Bam kissed Jim with a chuckle. Gently grabbing the other man's wrist he slid it down over his thighs towards his calves. "... aren't exactly shaved are they?" He released Jim's hand and pulled him up and over him before kissing him again this time wrapping his arms around Jimmy's back and pulling him hard against them until he could barely breath save for the few gasps coming in through his nostrils.
Snickering, Jimmy kissed him again and reaching down wrapped a hand around Bam's cock, stroking it a few times before he tore away from Bam altogether. He certainly didn't want to interrupt the passion laced making out but he needed to if that wasn't all they were doing. Rummaging through his nightstand he came up with the needed paraphernalia and crawled back over to Bam. He kissed him again and made eye contact, having to force himself not to look away because the blue stare was so intense. Opening the lube, he slicked the fingers of his right hand and slipped it down between Bam's thighs; touching cock, balls, then his fingers were gliding over the ring of Bam's ass.
Bam let out a hiccup of a gasp. "Oh, shit..." Still his gaze didn't leave Jimmy's. This was fucking it... The blunt tip of Jim's finger pressing over and around his hole was enough to send him into a near frenzy. Rolling his hips up and against the tentative touch, Bam reached up and wove his fingers through Jim's hair. "... Jimmy..." He whispered hoarsely
"Yeah... Yeah, Bam" Jimmy slipped a single digit inside him. He wasn't completely ignorant about how this act went, he'd just never done it with a guy, or someone he actually cared about. "Relax, baby, I'm going to look after you." He leaned in and kissed Bam, some of the urgency replaced with tenderness. He worked the finger around until he felt Bam relaxing, then started adding more. "Bambi... you sure about this?" Why did you say that? Because he fucking matters. Fuck, don't let him change his mind. He smiled and pecked Bam's lips.
It was dizzying. His world was literally fucking spinning. Shit like this did not happen every fucking day. Bam hadn't even let on how much or what exactly he fantasized about to Jim all that much... yet, here he was on the brink of fulfilling at least a dozen fantasies and Mr.
'Got No Reason to Live, but I Like it That Way'... was seriously asking him if he was sure about this shit. "... Jimbo, babe... if you stopped now, I might have to kick your ass..." He panted and grunted as he shifted against the other man.
Jimmy laughed with obvious relief and kissed Bam some more as he pulled his fingers away and reached for a package. Backing up till he was kneeling back on his haunches Jim unwrapped a rubber and rolled it over his cock. He looked up from the operation and blushed at the intense look of interest and desire on Bam's face as he watched him get ready. Lower lip between his teeth, Jimmy lubed the fucking hell out Bam's ass and his own cock. Jimmy guided himself to Bam's entrance and shaking like a leaf forced the head past the tight ring. "Holy fucking shit..." He stopped and stared at Bam, waiting for him to stop clamping down on him and relax so he could push forward or for Bam could tell him to get the fuck out.
His breathe coming in the shortest possible gasps possible to keep himself actually... well, breathing, Bam nodded his head and told himself to relax... which, yeah, had the exact opposite affect as he shuddered and literally felt ever muscle in his body tense up... including that one. "Fuck, man... I'm trying...." Pinching his eyes shut, he tried again only to sigh in frustration. Bam whimpered loudly letting his head fall back.
Jimmy took a deep breath and began stroking Bam's thighs. "It's ok, Bambi. Just take a deep breath and try... or if you want I'll stop." Jim held his own breath and experimentally rocked his forward just a tad. The bucket of lube he'd slathered on counteracting the tight clenching of Bam's asshole. He slipped in more, just a fraction of an inch...
Clamoring to grab Jim's hips and sides, Bam moaned and then hissed at the continued intrusion. Jimmy's dick was so much bigger and just there than the toys he'd experimented with. Pinkie, as his boyfriend had deemed it, was tiny in comparison. He knew this shit could feel good... he knew it, but fuck if that shit didn't burn. "Kiss me or something..." Bam grunted as they shifted together again; this time the movement caused him to gasp hard enough that his chest arched up. Shit, even kissing there would be distraction enough from the burning sensation in his ass.
If he leaned forward enough to kiss Bam... "Baby, trust me okay? Take a really deep breath and then let it out and relax."
Bam let out a short moan and stole a solitary kiss from Jim before following his instructions; or at least trying to.
As Bam inhaled deeply Jimmy took a deep breath of his own. For a minute or two he's gonna hate my guts. Fucking let it get better... please let it get better. Jimmy watched Bam's eyes slide shut as he breathed out and he relaxed at least marginally. That is until Jimmy's hips shot forward and buried himself fully in Bam's ass. Stifling the gasp as Bam clamped down on him again Jimmy cut off the keening wail that came from his lips with the requested kiss.
"Oh, you suck..." He managed to chuckle out when their lips finally separated. Gripping Jimmy's ass tightly, he pleaded. "Just don't fucking move..." Bam tried inhaling and exhaling; once again trying to relax. Eyes pinched shut, he slowly dragged his hands from off of Jim's hips and then up and over his back and biceps. Fuck, why was he still so nervous... they'd just gotten the worst shit over with right?
"Not a fucking muscle. Not till you say so, Bambi." Jim nuzzled Bam's cheek, then kissed him again. Being as careful as he could he arched enough to slide his hand between them and wrap it around Bam's cock.
"Mmm." Bam smiled though his eyes remained shut. "...that's better..." And slowly as Jim's hand moved over his dick, the skater began rolling his hips causing that much more friction and movement.
Jimmy's eyes bugged when Bam shifted. This was definitely the warmest tightest sweetest place his cock had ever been. He remained stock still, letting Bam work against him, feeling his ass beginning to relax around him. He kept the hand on Bam's cock working even though it was shaking. "Yeah, Bambi... lots better... that's good, yeah?" He asked hopefully, staring intently at his boyfriend's face.
Letting his eyes slowly open, Bam's baby blues now twinkled up at Jimmy; after all the pain had lessened dramatically as soon as he'd calmed the fuck down. "Yeah, it's good..." He squeezed Jim's biceps. "... but if you don't fucking move... I may have to hurt you..." Bam teased.
Jimmy's features relaxed into a happy grin. "Bambi, why you wanna go threatening a man with his cock buried in your ass?" Jimmy's hips gave a little buck to see how Bam responded.
Face contorting into something between a flinch and a lustful moan, Bam wrinkled his nose. He bit his bottom lip and using his feet for leverage slammed back against Jimmy's hips just a forcefully. "... I ain't gonna fucking break... it only hurts a lil, it get lots better..." The skater panted and moaned as their bodies finally felt a shared rhythm.
It wasn't mind-blowing, but it was sex and it was with Jim... and Bam couldn't be happier. And what was really doing it for him was the trembling in Jimmy's arms; how he was holding back so much just to not hurt him. Fucking said so much shit that he knew neither of them were ready to say quite yet. And damn it all if the ragged breathes leaving Jim's mouth were hot as all shit.
Jimmy took Bam's words to heart, allowing himself a little more leeway he began to pump his hips a little harder, only increasing his pace in small increments, a bit faster each time Bam's hips coming off the bed sped up to match him. He kept stroking Bam's cock, though it was hard to keep a prefect rhythm he tried to match the tempo of their bodies coming together. Leaning down, he crushed Bam's mouth a in rough kiss with lips trembling like the rest of him. Fuck, fuck... feels awesome... I suck... It was apparent Bam was starting to get into it but Jimmy suspected he was still the one getting the most out of it. He swore silently next time was going to be perfect for Bam if he had to sell his soul to make it happen.
The pull and slide of Jim's cock in and out of him was slowly and surely luring him that much closer to the edge. Bam moaned into his boyfriend's kisses as a certain thought struck him. He knew exactly how to get off like this... "Fuck, baby... say something...." The skater tried clenching his ass experimentally. "... something dirty..." He leered.
Jimmy's look of concentration melted into a leer. "You like that, BamBam? My fat cock reaming your tight little asshole... I'm gonna fuck your sweet ass and stroke your cock till you're begging me to fucking make you cum... You're so goddamn tight and hot... best fucking place I ever put my dick... I gonna pound your fucking chute all motherfucking day..."
"Ooh, yeah..." Bam rolled an bucked his hips up. "...fuck me, baby..." He moaned and gasped out even louder than before. "Shit, harder... Jim, Jimmy.... oh, God..."
Jimmy wasn't sure if that was a legitimate invitation or pillow talk but the works 'fuck me' and 'harder' rolling off Bam's tongue was not something Jimmy could ignore. His hips snapped with force, slapping his pelvis loudly against Bam. "Ahh Fuck... Yeah I'm fucking you... fucking you Bambi... better than that fake cock ain't it... tell me you love me dick inside you, Bam Bam... yeah say it, say fuck me again..." His balls were pulled tight against his body and he could feel his groin muscles clenching. He squeezed Bam's cock and rubbed it fast.
Grunting, Bam spread his legs wider allowing Jim that much more access. His cock was throbbing in Jimmy's hand. For the life of him, he couldn't keep his eyes open. "I do..." He moaned out as his boyfriend's cock pushed deeper inside of him. "I fucking love your dick in me... fuck me, Jimmy... fuck me..." His chest burnt from exertion as he gasped for air only to have it stolen away. Lifting up off the bed as he moaned loud and long, Bam was trembling when the rush finally subsided.
Bam's cum spraying across his chest alone might have been enough to finish him, but the feel of his ass clamping down on him yet again was the shit, especially as this time instead of the tight vice hold of tension he got the rippling squeeze of Bam's abdomen contracting in the throes of pleasure. Its was nothing short of awesome. "Oh shit... shit... Bam..." Jimmy tensed and then pumped his hips into Bam roughly as his cock pulsed out his load. Jimmy sank down on Bam, laying on top of him with their faces cheek to cheek. "Wow."
Whimpering in response, Bam let his hands slide up and over Jim's now very sweaty back. "Uhn, God..." He sniffed loudly as he tried to take in a short gasp of breathe. The skater clenched his stomach and bucked up slightly signally Jimmy to move up, off and out of him; his tightening grip the only thing keeping Jim that close even as he pulled away.
Jimmy didn't actually want to move, and the last thing he wanted to was pull his softening cock out of the lovely warm happy place it resided in. But Bam seemed one short minute from getting frantic so Jimmy slid to the side grimacing at the sick wet plop when he slipped out of Bam. Nose wrinkled with distaste he removed the condom and rolled over enough to toss it, hopeful hitting the waste bin beside his nightstand. Turning back to Bam he grinned sheepishly. "Sooo... how bout them Eagles?"
Chuckling a little breathlessly, Bam swung playfully at Jim's shoulder. "Ass..." His features softened a little as he pushed himself up off the mattress enough to capture Jim's lips in a quick kiss. When he pulled away, he was blushing a little but instead of saying anything he just giggled. "... so how gay was that shit... you all the way gay yet, bro?" He teased.
Jimmy appeared thoughtful, rubbing his chin and looking far away, then shook his head. "No sorry bro. Still not all the way gay. I think I have you on two counts. A) I believe according to the unspoken code of machismo if you are pitching not catching you still ain't gay. And B) I'm pretty sure I could still pop a boner for a fine set of hooters." Jimmy shrugged. "Don't mean I don't still love your ass."
Rolling his eyes, Bam smirked at Jim. Yeah, dude was always good for a smart ass comeback. If there was anything he'd learnt about the man in five years it was that... and that was a fact that undoubtably got Jimmy in more trouble than he deserved to be in. "... I could sleep for a week..." Bam yawned and changed the subject without incident. He didn't really know how to react to his best boyfriend throwing around the L-word even in conjunction to ass, dick, pussy, and/or tits. Shifting and clenching his ass testing to see how things felt down there after... well everything, the skater decided it really didn't hurt that much worse than other unmentionable shit that happened... key words people. Next time he'd know to relax from the get go anyways. And with his thoughts lingering on next time, Bam pinched at Jim's stomach and nuzzled into his pillow with a chuckle.
Laying there wondering at his own idiocy Jimmy jumped when Bam pinched. Looking at Bam rubbing his face in his pillow seeming happy and content made Jimmy grin. Obviously Bam just took the comment entirely as him being a goober the way he'd phrased it. This was good. Jimmy really didn't want the first time he expressed his affection for bam in a non bros for life beer commercial sort of way to include calling him as ass. But it was pretty amazing how fast taking a friendship that was tight like super glue and throwing in a romantic element was swinging his emotional compass towards grand proclamations, but not quite yet. Jimmy flopped over on his back and twisted sideways on the bed a bit so he could use Bam as a pillow, laying his head on his gut.
Bam made a mini wave with his stomach and reached down to pet Jim's hair. "So when did you say Evil Jared's getting home?" He asked not even trying to hide the nefarious intentions lurking in his voice. "... and..." The skater thumbed then pinched at Jimmy's jaw next to his earlobe. "... you said we could order Chinese..."
Jimmy rolled his eyes and groaned, swatting at Bam's prodding hand. "He don't get home till like after six. You're gonna fuck with him, ain't you?" Jimmy rolled out of the bed and rooted in his jeans for his cell. Dialing the local take out place he asked "The usual?"
"Now why would I pull shit like that? Who would want to fuck with Jared... I mean he's just such a swell guy...." Bam smirked at his own joke. He managed to find enough energy to push himself up on his elbows as Jim dialed for their food. "Ooh, ohh! Orange beef!" Relaxing back onto the bed, the skater watched his boyfriend pace and order Chinese naked in his bedroom. Yeah, this was the life ...he'd happily do this type of shit with Jimmy for fucking ever.
"Bambi, just remember... Jared is the only man we've ever know who could single handedly restrain your insane uncle. Just don't push him far enough for the mean streak to kick in." Jimmy looked away from Bam as it was clear his call had been picked up. "Yo Jing! How's it hanging? Yeah the usual and Bam's order too... yeah... yeah... ok... Oh, and throw in an order of orange beef." Jimmy laughed "Yeah I know we are gonna get fat. Okay, so Cai will be here in half an hour. Thanks, dude." He looked back up at Bam and smiled, some routines would never change. Food from The Happy Kitchen was one of them. He crawled back into bed and leaned on the headboard. "You are so answering the door."
"Okay..." He agreed to a little to aptly, and slid out of bed with a hiss he tried to hide. Padding over to Jim's dresser, he pulled out a pair of sweats and slid into them. Yeah, they were baggy, but they'd do the job when the time came... In all honesty, he had no mind of changing them even if they went and got his duffle bag out of the car. What a perfect way to start Operation Mess with Jared 38 point what the fuck ever.
Jimmy watched Bam pull on his pants. They were too big and slung down low Bam's hips exposing a lot of skin. Jimmy lay admiring the trim physique Bam worked hard to maintain and the dark ink enhancing it. He actually felt a tinge of jealousy, knowing half the tattoos were tributes to another guy. They are band tattoos... bullshit.Jimmy snickered at himself quietly. Asshole... don't start that shit again. "Hey, come here." Jimmy patted the edge of the bed next to him.
"Hey, what... I was gonna go grab my duffel bag..." Bam resisted the urge to wag his eyebrows at Jimmy. Even with that said, he sauntered over the bed and pressed his knees against the mattress but didn't climb on. "...Yeah?"
"This thing..." He pointed back and forth between them. "You, me, the boyfriend gig. It's a good thing." He smiled and touched Bam's thigh. "Now kiss me and go get your shit before Cai shows up with our order. I can taste the garlic shrimp already."
Grinning wide, Bam placed one knee on the bed and leaned over Jimmy. He stopped a breathe away from the other man's lips and just smiled down at him. When Jim shifted up to kiss him, Bam moved that much to the left and then to the right. And just when Jim acted like he was giving up on shit, he cleared the distance and kissed him energetically; dipping a tongue into the gasping near ready to protest mouth and lapping at his all to talented tongue. Pulling away, Bam bit his bottom lip again. "Mmm... be right back, babe..."
As Bam turned to go Jimmy lunged forward and smacked him on the ass. "Hurry back, sweetcheeks!"
Bam nearly tripped over his own feet when Jim's hand came into contact with his ass. Oh, he was so going to get it... Glancing back over his shoulder, the skater smirked. "Yeah, that felt real nice..." It hadn't actually hurt that badly, but there was no way Bam could not hassle Jimmy. Tsking the entire walk out of the bedroom, the skater grinned when he finally skipped down the steps and padded shirtless to his car.
Jimmy knew he'd pay for that slap later but he didn't care. In fact he'd kind of got a kick out of it. Another thought to file away for some other time. He grabbed another smoke then leaned back against the headboard and waited for Bam to return. So you did it. You fucked Bam. "No going back now." he muttered, his tone was almost amused. Would you want to?... Fuck no! Jimmy fished for the stereo remote turned on some music and sat back, savoring his cigarette and the memory of being buried in Bam's ass.
A hand shielding his eyes from the sun, Bam opened the driver's side door, flipped the seat forward and retrieved his duffel bag. He paused for a moment at the door to the building and glanced around the neighborhood. Jimmy actually didn't live in a half bad part of town. ... and the cost of that is, Jared... well, shit. As the door slid shut behind him, Bam was suddenly hit with a dose of reality. Two days... three fucking tops and you already let him fuck you... nice... Pausing in the hallway, the skater gripped the bag in his hand tighter and snorted at himself. So fucking what, we've know each other for like five fucking years...
A tad more somber, Bam stepped into the bedroom and dropped the duffel on the floor near the dresser. He smiled at Jim and walked over to the bed. A moment of just looking at the guy, and Bam let him self crumple then sprawl over the bed. Both hands on his stomach, he cleared his throat. "Hey Jim... that, this don't change shit, right?
Jim looked at Bam thoughtfully. Uh oh... the 'oh my god what did I do' moment just hit. "I'm pretty sure it does. I mean not in a bad way. We'll still do the shit we've always done you know? Just... we're tighter now I guess you'd say." Jimmy actually felt his stomach flip. What if Bam really was having second thoughts? No no no, you sucked me in to this so now you are stuck with me Bucko. "You alright, Bambi?" Jimmy reached down and tugged Bam's hair, not too hard.
Smiling at the gentle tug at his hair, the skater sighed. "...yeah, just having one of those girlie moments... you'd think it was stupid anyways." Bam rolled over and snagged a smoke from Jim's pack, lit it and laid back down. He'd been about to ask how long it was until food got there, but really it would have been stupid to try to gloss over shit like that. Nope, he was just going to wait for Jimmy to reply or something.
"Well suppose you tell me anyway. If I think it's stupid or girly I promise not to laugh." Jimmy grinned at Bam, he was not going to taunt him about being the girl just now since he seemed bothered. Jimmy's smile faltered a little. I was going to say you can tell me anything, just like always, but that's not really been true has it. The gay thing was kinda big, shoulda known I'd still love you... Not like you told him about your occasional homoerotic exploits either dipshit... Touché. "We can talk BamBam. 'Bout anything."
"It's really stupid..." He protested and took a drag off of his cigarette. "... just sitting here thinking how not only am I the girl, but I'm an easy girl... that's all." Holding the cig between his lips, Bam itched his chin then pulled the stick away form his mouth and rested his hands on his stomach. "I mean, it's not like you'd care... right?"
Jimmy grinned and ruffled his hair. "You are so not easy. You've done what three girls in your life? And one of those was a fairly long term relationship, fucked up beyond imagining, but long term. And it's not like I'm some dude you picked up in a gay bar in Philly. We got history. No, you are not fucking easy, not by a long shot." Jimmy paused and got serious. "In fact, you thinking that worries me a bit because I sorta have been. And you know that because you've been regaled with a lot of my exploits in the former best friend role. You ain't going to hold me accountable for my past sins, right?"
Snorting, Bam chuckled a little and looked over at Jimmy. "... yeah, man... I hold you totally accountable. Shit, most of them... I cannot believe I'm tell you this... a lot of them were pretty damn good jerk off material." The skater kept his eyes on Jim, waiting and gauging his reaction. Truth be told, if his best friend had totally freaked at the gay thing all those shared exploits would pretty much be all that he had.
Jimmy laughed with relief. "Too bad I didn't tell you 'bout the guys then, huh?"
Rolling onto his stomach, Bam eyes darkened a little. "... you can tell me now..." Shit, just from the bits Jimbo'd dropped already, he had the dirtiest fucking images in his head. Images of his best friend, now boyfriend, on his knees in some dirty as shit bathroom...baseball cap flipped backwards as he bobbed his head up and down on some random's cock. Or even better... dick barely out of his jeans with some dude choking on him as Jim fisted his hair and fucked his face. Bam continued to smoke and gazed at Jimmy in anticipation.
"That shit really don't bother you?" Jimmy looked sheepish. He didn't want to tell Bam anything that was going to either make him jealous or make him think Jim was a disgusting pig. Which he could concede maybe, okay yeah he was, but he didn't want Bam to think less of him. "I don't want you thinking, oh shit, I can't believe I let that filthy dickface touch me..." And that's why you wore a goddamn rubber too, not like you're gonna knock him up, you were protecting him.
"You don't have to tell me who... that don't matter... just like where, how... how hot was that shit?" Shifting, Bam crawled up beside Jim and tucked himself against the other man's shoulder. "... there any shit you did with them that you wanna try with me?" His voice was quiet but husky. It wasn't a topic he was exactly comfortable discussing, but one of a hell of a lot of interest.
Jimmy slipped and arm behind Bam around his waist. "Honestly not much to tell and no one you'd know anyway. Didn't want any of the guys thinking I was a fruit. I'm a dumbass, I know, I know." Jimmy sighed and closed his eyes. "First time was maybe four years ago. Was in a club with Jared and he picked up a chick and bailed on me. Was having one last drink before heading home and this guy hit on me. At first I was like sorry man, I'm straight. He pressed the issue some... was I sure? I had a few drinks in me and no prospects of getting any pussy that night and truth be told I was kinda curious... so no I guess I wasn't sure. He sucked me off and I gave him a hand job. After that if I was stuck on my own I got a little less picky about the sex of the randoms. And I already done a shit ton more with you than any of them. Sorry the story is more seedy than sexy."
Stretching out to deposit his cigarette on the ashtray on the nightstand, Bam turned back to Jimmy. Hand placed flat against the other man's collar-bone, he leaned in kissed at Jim's bottom lip. "... did you ever kiss any of them?" The skater whispered before pressing his mouth roughly against Jimmy's and shoving his tongue deep into his mouth. When he pulled back, Bam drug his hand over his boyfriend's chest and rubbed at bit of hair found there before looking up at Jim with an earnest and happy smile on his face
"Mostly no, though there were one or two that may have kissed me." Jimmy smiled back at Bam. "Wasn't really looking for anything romantic. Not like this. This is miles different."
Bam let his hand stray further down Jim's torso and let his palm slide over the other man's stomach. Arching an eyebrow, the skater licked his lips. He cocked his head to the side and asked in an overly innocent voice. "... kiss me?"
"Anytime Bambi, anytime." Jimmy leaned into Bam and pumped their lips together before pressing his lips tight to Bam's. His hand slid into soft brunette curls and he moaned just a little as his tongue licked over Bam's lips.
Heart racing... again... the skater whimpered and parted his lips to Jim's questing tongue. Shit, if their food came now... he'd be hard pressed to open the door for lack of motivation to even leave Jimmy's embrace. It was beyond nice to be able to just sit here and kiss his boyfriend without it being just a lead up to fucking... even if that shit was nice, more than nice. Warmth where their bodies touched spread and enveloped him like a blanket. Bam swore if he had been a cat or some shit... he'd be purring.
When they paused to breath Jimmy stroked Bam's cheek. "One cool thing. We never have to be bored again. Nothing to do? Make out!" Jimmy grinned and kissed Bam some more. The doorbell rang. Jimmy pulled away from Bam and got up. "Yeah, I'll get it. You relax."
Bam shifted on the bed until his shoulders were propped up against the headboard. He watched with a smirk as Jim pulled on a pair of sweats; hopping first on one foot then the other until he was shaking his ass to get them tugged up. Just watching the muscles and flesh move and contract over the other man's ass and thighs made Bam's mouth water. He was seriously pondering some shit he'd seen but never truly thought he'd consider. Lost in thoughts likes these, the skater waited for Jimmy to return with their food.
While Jimmy opened the door and was digging through his wallet to pay for the food, Cai jokingly asked 'where the boyfriend was' not seeing Bam's familiar face in the livingroom. Jimmy sent him off with a good tip and a shocked face. He grabbed some forks from the kitchen and carried the whole bag of food right to the bedroom. He rejected the idea of plates, he'd have to wash them later, so they could share right out of the containers. It was even kind of romantic right?
"See? Here you get breakfast in bed and it ain't burnt pizza. Oh, and Cai asked about you. Told him you were waiting in bed for me." Jimmy told Bam with a grin as he unpacked white paper quart cartons of Chinese food onto the nightstand.
Reaching back the grab the headboard, Bam pulled himself up and shifted enough to make room for Jim to actually sit next to him while shoving the blankets into a pool at his feet. His eyes went wide in surprise at Jimmy's revelation. "...you what?" The skater asked with a half grin on his face.
"In my defense he referred to you..." Jimmy made air quotes. "...as 'the Boyfriend' so I figured he was already in the know, right." Jimmy's face took on an expression of shock that was clearly mock, a la McCauley in Home Alone. "Do you think he was just joking?" Jimmy cackled as he crawled into bed next to Bam with the container of Orange Beef. "Guess the jokes on him, huh?"
"Guess so..." Bam murmured appreciatively as his boyfriend, and food settled down beside him. He reached out and cupped Jimmy's chin and pulled him in for a quick kiss. "Let's eat... I'm fucking starved... and something tells me I'm going to need the energy..." The skater shot Jim a quick wink before taking the container from his hands with a smile.
Jimmy grabbed the container of garlic shrimp, but not before spearing a piece of Bam's beef with his fork and stuffing in his mouth. "Hey that's good... and yeah, I think you might." He grinned while he chewed.
"Eh, a little sweet... but good." Bam replied through a mouthful. "Want another bite?" He offered; hovering his fork in front of Jim's lips. An evil glint flickered in his eye when his boyfriend opened his mouth to accept the bite. Inching the beef closer, Bam let the syrupy edge drag over Jimmy's lips before depositing the meat on his tongue. With a cheesy grin, he leaned forward kissing and licking the sticky substance off. "... mmm, yummy..." The skater added flirtatiously.
Jimmy kissed back as well as he could with lips closed around a mouthful of food, chuckling at Bam. "I think you're a little sweet today, Bambi." he flirted back. Jimmy popped a shrimp in his mouth and headbutted Bam.
Giggling Bam continued eating happily until the two of them had made it halfway through their containers and chowed down on some fried rice. Belching without fear of admonishment, the skater sat his food back on the nightstand making damn sure to stretch over his boyfriend just to get in his way before falling back onto the bed in a lazy pile. "... so you bored again yet?" He teased.
Jimmy paused, fork halfway to his mouth. He dropped it in the container and set it aside. "I guess I'm done eating then." He grinned. Some shit even good Chinese takeout can wait for... "Be warned though, I ate that whole garlic dish..." He leaned over and pressed their lips together, one hand resting on Bam's abdomen.
"Mmm... contrary to popular belief, I'm not a vampire..." Bam whispered against Jim's mouth. Dragging the other man on top of him, he groaned a little at his stomach being jostled but didn't let up on kissing the hell out of his boyfriend.
Jimmy didn't fight when Bam had yanked him over top of him, leaning on his elbows he let just enough of his weight rest on his boyfriend to effectively pin him to the bed. Their lips pressed together open mouthed and panting, tongues twirling around each other. Jim rubbed his bare chest against Bam's and kissed him until their lips were sore and they were gasping for air.
"We keep this up... I'm never going to want to go back to work ever again..." The skater chuckled. He nipped at Jimmy's chin. "So... you going to show me the seedier depths of the stacks so we can play mine's bigger... or we just gonna sit here sucking face all day?" Bam leered up at his best/boy friend and ran his hands over his back. "Because I'm seriously good with either..."
"Why don't we mosey on over to the library, then? Not like we ain't gonna make out in there too." Jimmy snickered and climbed off Bam and the bed. He offered his hand to Bam to help him up. "You're collection really is good, you know? So thinking bout that. It was all gay. Every single DVD. So I'm guessing I got a whole lot of films you'd never even want to watch. Het, girls actually, do they do it for you at all?" He asked as he walked to what should have been a third bedroom but instead looked like the inventory of an adult movie store. Chock full of racks of porn.
Bam cocked his head thoughtfully at him. "You know... it's weird. I can..." Sighing, he bowed his head blushing just a bit. "I can make do with a girl. Like it's not like I can't get it up and all. Sex or the prospect of sex is well... sex. But do I get anything from looking at girlie mags and shit? Not really. Some of the seedier couples and shit... depends on the dude." Bam leaned against the doorframe of the third bedroom and smiled from behind his hair up at Jimmy. Just admit you're a fag and get it over with, Margera...
"Dude... make do with a girl? With your eyes screwed shut imagining she's got a flat chest and a cock?" Unable to help himself Jimmy snickered a little. "How many times have I dragged your ass off to some shady tittie bar? I almost feel bad. I should know something was up since you never much were into it. Feel kind of foolish. No hard feeling though right?" Jimmy grinned and pointed to a shelving unit in the corner of the room. "This whole pile is probably to your taste." He hooked his thumb towards a different section. "Plus there's a ton of bi stuff with guy on guy included in threeways and I got like two whole racks of the tranny stuff. Told you I ain't turned off by cock."
Wrapping his arms around Jimmy's waist and placing his head on the other man's shoulder he nipped at his ear then whispered. "Why don't you show me a few of your favorites that you never shared before and we could go from there...?"
Jimmy put a hand on the arms around his waist and leaned back into Bam for a minute. He looked towards the transsexual films, but then oriented back to the full on gay titles. He plucked a couple tapes off the shelves. The small pile of films he selected were all ones Bam didn't already own, ranged from slick productions to amateur tapes and offered a range of "types" from very twinkie twinks to regular guys. "You got a couple I haven't seen in your purple box. Next time we watch at your place."
Bam repositioned himself behind Jim once again with his head on his shoulder. Peering over his shoulder at the titles, he grinned then pressed a lingering kiss just behind the shell of Jimmy's ear. "Remember that one night after... whatever the fuck her name was... dumped you like six months ago and we got drunk as shit and watched porn here with Jared..." The skater let a purposely shaky breathe out over his boyfriend's ear. "...he was the only thing that stopped me sliding off the couch and sucking you off..." Rolling his hips against Jim's ass, Bam kissed behind his ear again.
Jimmy chuckled and lean back a bit into Bam's touch. "See if you'd told me you were gay I'd have popped in one of these tapes, Jared would have bailed on us instantly, and you coulda." Jimmy turned his head to look at Bam. "You get the urge now by all means be my guest." He rocked his ass back against Bam, then pulled away and headed for the living room.
Letting his drop back as his gaze zeroed in on the ceiling, Bam groaned. Fucking tease. He rubbed the palm of his hand over his sweatpants and cupped his slowly hardening dick and laughed. Oh, he had some urges alright... but he was waiting until both of them were so hot from shit to try them. "You got stuff out there... or should I grab some from the bedroom?" The skater hollered after his boyfriend; the smile on his face beyond apparent in his words.
Jimmy blinked, they needed stuff in the living room? Alrighty then. Bam didn't have a roommate so fucking around in his livingroom was alright, but what if Jared came home and they were still going at it? Then he thought who am I to say no to sex? He laughed and called out, "You better grab any supplies you need, Bambi."
That I need? Shit, he understood not breaking out the goodies with Jared around... but watching porn with your boyfriend was another thing entirely! Quickly snagging the lube from off of Jim's nightstand and digging in the drawer for a condom or two... since Jimmy had used one earlier after all, better to be safe than sorry and have to drag his ass back in here for one. Bam trotted back out to the living room and slid onto the couch next to his boyfriend. He quickly stashed their shit under one of the cushions and grinned devilishly at Jim before planting a kiss on his lips. "So... what're we watching?"
Jimmy grinned and popped in the DVD. "Called 'Dare', its decent, pretty new too and I know you ain't got it yet. Road trip, a couple guys in a car, they hook up with a bunch of other guys, sex ensues. You'll like it." Jimmy parked himself back on the sofa next to Bam and threw his arm around his shoulders.
Road trip? Now that's a hell of an idea... the Tampa Pro would be fun as shit to drive to with Jimmy... Shaking the thought from his head, Bam smiled over at him. He snuggled closer to him; shifting just enough that his head rested more on the other man's chest and stomach than his shoulder. The skater draped a hand over Jimmy's thigh in mock-nonchalance. Yeah, he had big plans for his boyfriend this afternoon.
Chapter 9
Authors: k_in_buffalo & trollsttroll
Chapter: 8
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...
Prologue
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
Jimmy grabbed Bam's head, kissed him quick then scurried out of the car making a break for his apartment. He had trouble opening the door with Bam actually fondling him and breathing down his neck, but he wasn't going to complain. Stumbling through the door, Jimmy barely had it closed before he pinned Bam to the wall. His hands slid up under the skater's shirt and dragged it off, reclaiming his lips with wild needy abandon before it was even fully over his head.
Wrapping his arms up and around Jim's shoulders, Bam let himself be pressed hard against the wall with a whimper and a grunt before opening his mouth to kisses just as urgent as his own. His shirt was off but fuck his pants really needed to come off, like now. His dick was so fucking hard that he could feel every inch of fabric sliding over it with each push and grind of Jimmy's hips. And hello, Jimbo was way too fucking dressed at this point, too. Using his fingers to slowly draw the fabric up, Bam slid Jim's shirt up and over his head.
When Bam pulled off his shirt, it hit Jim. This is it. Someone is putting out right now. Pulling away with a gasp, he grabbed Bam's hand and headed straight for his bedroom. They didn't need the shit in Bam's bag, they didn't need to watch any of his movies, all they need was each other and preferably a comfortable flat surface. He hoped they made it as far as his bedroom anyway, if for no other reason than that's where the condoms and lube were. Thankfully, it wasn't that big an apartment. Pawing and kissing all the way, they made it through the door and onto the bed. Hands were fumbling with buttons and zippers and final pieces of clothing were kicked off violently. Jimmy broke the heated kiss and looked down at Bam sheepishly. "Uhhh... now what? I mean I know what but... like who?" He giggled. Did I just fucking giggle? Oh my fucking god.
Bam kissed Jim with a chuckle. Gently grabbing the other man's wrist he slid it down over his thighs towards his calves. "... aren't exactly shaved are they?" He released Jim's hand and pulled him up and over him before kissing him again this time wrapping his arms around Jimmy's back and pulling him hard against them until he could barely breath save for the few gasps coming in through his nostrils.
Snickering, Jimmy kissed him again and reaching down wrapped a hand around Bam's cock, stroking it a few times before he tore away from Bam altogether. He certainly didn't want to interrupt the passion laced making out but he needed to if that wasn't all they were doing. Rummaging through his nightstand he came up with the needed paraphernalia and crawled back over to Bam. He kissed him again and made eye contact, having to force himself not to look away because the blue stare was so intense. Opening the lube, he slicked the fingers of his right hand and slipped it down between Bam's thighs; touching cock, balls, then his fingers were gliding over the ring of Bam's ass.
Bam let out a hiccup of a gasp. "Oh, shit..." Still his gaze didn't leave Jimmy's. This was fucking it... The blunt tip of Jim's finger pressing over and around his hole was enough to send him into a near frenzy. Rolling his hips up and against the tentative touch, Bam reached up and wove his fingers through Jim's hair. "... Jimmy..." He whispered hoarsely
"Yeah... Yeah, Bam" Jimmy slipped a single digit inside him. He wasn't completely ignorant about how this act went, he'd just never done it with a guy, or someone he actually cared about. "Relax, baby, I'm going to look after you." He leaned in and kissed Bam, some of the urgency replaced with tenderness. He worked the finger around until he felt Bam relaxing, then started adding more. "Bambi... you sure about this?" Why did you say that? Because he fucking matters. Fuck, don't let him change his mind. He smiled and pecked Bam's lips.
It was dizzying. His world was literally fucking spinning. Shit like this did not happen every fucking day. Bam hadn't even let on how much or what exactly he fantasized about to Jim all that much... yet, here he was on the brink of fulfilling at least a dozen fantasies and Mr.
'Got No Reason to Live, but I Like it That Way'... was seriously asking him if he was sure about this shit. "... Jimbo, babe... if you stopped now, I might have to kick your ass..." He panted and grunted as he shifted against the other man.
Jimmy laughed with obvious relief and kissed Bam some more as he pulled his fingers away and reached for a package. Backing up till he was kneeling back on his haunches Jim unwrapped a rubber and rolled it over his cock. He looked up from the operation and blushed at the intense look of interest and desire on Bam's face as he watched him get ready. Lower lip between his teeth, Jimmy lubed the fucking hell out Bam's ass and his own cock. Jimmy guided himself to Bam's entrance and shaking like a leaf forced the head past the tight ring. "Holy fucking shit..." He stopped and stared at Bam, waiting for him to stop clamping down on him and relax so he could push forward or for Bam could tell him to get the fuck out.
His breathe coming in the shortest possible gasps possible to keep himself actually... well, breathing, Bam nodded his head and told himself to relax... which, yeah, had the exact opposite affect as he shuddered and literally felt ever muscle in his body tense up... including that one. "Fuck, man... I'm trying...." Pinching his eyes shut, he tried again only to sigh in frustration. Bam whimpered loudly letting his head fall back.
Jimmy took a deep breath and began stroking Bam's thighs. "It's ok, Bambi. Just take a deep breath and try... or if you want I'll stop." Jim held his own breath and experimentally rocked his forward just a tad. The bucket of lube he'd slathered on counteracting the tight clenching of Bam's asshole. He slipped in more, just a fraction of an inch...
Clamoring to grab Jim's hips and sides, Bam moaned and then hissed at the continued intrusion. Jimmy's dick was so much bigger and just there than the toys he'd experimented with. Pinkie, as his boyfriend had deemed it, was tiny in comparison. He knew this shit could feel good... he knew it, but fuck if that shit didn't burn. "Kiss me or something..." Bam grunted as they shifted together again; this time the movement caused him to gasp hard enough that his chest arched up. Shit, even kissing there would be distraction enough from the burning sensation in his ass.
If he leaned forward enough to kiss Bam... "Baby, trust me okay? Take a really deep breath and then let it out and relax."
Bam let out a short moan and stole a solitary kiss from Jim before following his instructions; or at least trying to.
As Bam inhaled deeply Jimmy took a deep breath of his own. For a minute or two he's gonna hate my guts. Fucking let it get better... please let it get better. Jimmy watched Bam's eyes slide shut as he breathed out and he relaxed at least marginally. That is until Jimmy's hips shot forward and buried himself fully in Bam's ass. Stifling the gasp as Bam clamped down on him again Jimmy cut off the keening wail that came from his lips with the requested kiss.
"Oh, you suck..." He managed to chuckle out when their lips finally separated. Gripping Jimmy's ass tightly, he pleaded. "Just don't fucking move..." Bam tried inhaling and exhaling; once again trying to relax. Eyes pinched shut, he slowly dragged his hands from off of Jim's hips and then up and over his back and biceps. Fuck, why was he still so nervous... they'd just gotten the worst shit over with right?
"Not a fucking muscle. Not till you say so, Bambi." Jim nuzzled Bam's cheek, then kissed him again. Being as careful as he could he arched enough to slide his hand between them and wrap it around Bam's cock.
"Mmm." Bam smiled though his eyes remained shut. "...that's better..." And slowly as Jim's hand moved over his dick, the skater began rolling his hips causing that much more friction and movement.
Jimmy's eyes bugged when Bam shifted. This was definitely the warmest tightest sweetest place his cock had ever been. He remained stock still, letting Bam work against him, feeling his ass beginning to relax around him. He kept the hand on Bam's cock working even though it was shaking. "Yeah, Bambi... lots better... that's good, yeah?" He asked hopefully, staring intently at his boyfriend's face.
Letting his eyes slowly open, Bam's baby blues now twinkled up at Jimmy; after all the pain had lessened dramatically as soon as he'd calmed the fuck down. "Yeah, it's good..." He squeezed Jim's biceps. "... but if you don't fucking move... I may have to hurt you..." Bam teased.
Jimmy's features relaxed into a happy grin. "Bambi, why you wanna go threatening a man with his cock buried in your ass?" Jimmy's hips gave a little buck to see how Bam responded.
Face contorting into something between a flinch and a lustful moan, Bam wrinkled his nose. He bit his bottom lip and using his feet for leverage slammed back against Jimmy's hips just a forcefully. "... I ain't gonna fucking break... it only hurts a lil, it get lots better..." The skater panted and moaned as their bodies finally felt a shared rhythm.
It wasn't mind-blowing, but it was sex and it was with Jim... and Bam couldn't be happier. And what was really doing it for him was the trembling in Jimmy's arms; how he was holding back so much just to not hurt him. Fucking said so much shit that he knew neither of them were ready to say quite yet. And damn it all if the ragged breathes leaving Jim's mouth were hot as all shit.
Jimmy took Bam's words to heart, allowing himself a little more leeway he began to pump his hips a little harder, only increasing his pace in small increments, a bit faster each time Bam's hips coming off the bed sped up to match him. He kept stroking Bam's cock, though it was hard to keep a prefect rhythm he tried to match the tempo of their bodies coming together. Leaning down, he crushed Bam's mouth a in rough kiss with lips trembling like the rest of him. Fuck, fuck... feels awesome... I suck... It was apparent Bam was starting to get into it but Jimmy suspected he was still the one getting the most out of it. He swore silently next time was going to be perfect for Bam if he had to sell his soul to make it happen.
The pull and slide of Jim's cock in and out of him was slowly and surely luring him that much closer to the edge. Bam moaned into his boyfriend's kisses as a certain thought struck him. He knew exactly how to get off like this... "Fuck, baby... say something...." The skater tried clenching his ass experimentally. "... something dirty..." He leered.
Jimmy's look of concentration melted into a leer. "You like that, BamBam? My fat cock reaming your tight little asshole... I'm gonna fuck your sweet ass and stroke your cock till you're begging me to fucking make you cum... You're so goddamn tight and hot... best fucking place I ever put my dick... I gonna pound your fucking chute all motherfucking day..."
"Ooh, yeah..." Bam rolled an bucked his hips up. "...fuck me, baby..." He moaned and gasped out even louder than before. "Shit, harder... Jim, Jimmy.... oh, God..."
Jimmy wasn't sure if that was a legitimate invitation or pillow talk but the works 'fuck me' and 'harder' rolling off Bam's tongue was not something Jimmy could ignore. His hips snapped with force, slapping his pelvis loudly against Bam. "Ahh Fuck... Yeah I'm fucking you... fucking you Bambi... better than that fake cock ain't it... tell me you love me dick inside you, Bam Bam... yeah say it, say fuck me again..." His balls were pulled tight against his body and he could feel his groin muscles clenching. He squeezed Bam's cock and rubbed it fast.
Grunting, Bam spread his legs wider allowing Jim that much more access. His cock was throbbing in Jimmy's hand. For the life of him, he couldn't keep his eyes open. "I do..." He moaned out as his boyfriend's cock pushed deeper inside of him. "I fucking love your dick in me... fuck me, Jimmy... fuck me..." His chest burnt from exertion as he gasped for air only to have it stolen away. Lifting up off the bed as he moaned loud and long, Bam was trembling when the rush finally subsided.
Bam's cum spraying across his chest alone might have been enough to finish him, but the feel of his ass clamping down on him yet again was the shit, especially as this time instead of the tight vice hold of tension he got the rippling squeeze of Bam's abdomen contracting in the throes of pleasure. Its was nothing short of awesome. "Oh shit... shit... Bam..." Jimmy tensed and then pumped his hips into Bam roughly as his cock pulsed out his load. Jimmy sank down on Bam, laying on top of him with their faces cheek to cheek. "Wow."
Whimpering in response, Bam let his hands slide up and over Jim's now very sweaty back. "Uhn, God..." He sniffed loudly as he tried to take in a short gasp of breathe. The skater clenched his stomach and bucked up slightly signally Jimmy to move up, off and out of him; his tightening grip the only thing keeping Jim that close even as he pulled away.
Jimmy didn't actually want to move, and the last thing he wanted to was pull his softening cock out of the lovely warm happy place it resided in. But Bam seemed one short minute from getting frantic so Jimmy slid to the side grimacing at the sick wet plop when he slipped out of Bam. Nose wrinkled with distaste he removed the condom and rolled over enough to toss it, hopeful hitting the waste bin beside his nightstand. Turning back to Bam he grinned sheepishly. "Sooo... how bout them Eagles?"
Chuckling a little breathlessly, Bam swung playfully at Jim's shoulder. "Ass..." His features softened a little as he pushed himself up off the mattress enough to capture Jim's lips in a quick kiss. When he pulled away, he was blushing a little but instead of saying anything he just giggled. "... so how gay was that shit... you all the way gay yet, bro?" He teased.
Jimmy appeared thoughtful, rubbing his chin and looking far away, then shook his head. "No sorry bro. Still not all the way gay. I think I have you on two counts. A) I believe according to the unspoken code of machismo if you are pitching not catching you still ain't gay. And B) I'm pretty sure I could still pop a boner for a fine set of hooters." Jimmy shrugged. "Don't mean I don't still love your ass."
Rolling his eyes, Bam smirked at Jim. Yeah, dude was always good for a smart ass comeback. If there was anything he'd learnt about the man in five years it was that... and that was a fact that undoubtably got Jimmy in more trouble than he deserved to be in. "... I could sleep for a week..." Bam yawned and changed the subject without incident. He didn't really know how to react to his best boyfriend throwing around the L-word even in conjunction to ass, dick, pussy, and/or tits. Shifting and clenching his ass testing to see how things felt down there after... well everything, the skater decided it really didn't hurt that much worse than other unmentionable shit that happened... key words people. Next time he'd know to relax from the get go anyways. And with his thoughts lingering on next time, Bam pinched at Jim's stomach and nuzzled into his pillow with a chuckle.
Laying there wondering at his own idiocy Jimmy jumped when Bam pinched. Looking at Bam rubbing his face in his pillow seeming happy and content made Jimmy grin. Obviously Bam just took the comment entirely as him being a goober the way he'd phrased it. This was good. Jimmy really didn't want the first time he expressed his affection for bam in a non bros for life beer commercial sort of way to include calling him as ass. But it was pretty amazing how fast taking a friendship that was tight like super glue and throwing in a romantic element was swinging his emotional compass towards grand proclamations, but not quite yet. Jimmy flopped over on his back and twisted sideways on the bed a bit so he could use Bam as a pillow, laying his head on his gut.
Bam made a mini wave with his stomach and reached down to pet Jim's hair. "So when did you say Evil Jared's getting home?" He asked not even trying to hide the nefarious intentions lurking in his voice. "... and..." The skater thumbed then pinched at Jimmy's jaw next to his earlobe. "... you said we could order Chinese..."
Jimmy rolled his eyes and groaned, swatting at Bam's prodding hand. "He don't get home till like after six. You're gonna fuck with him, ain't you?" Jimmy rolled out of the bed and rooted in his jeans for his cell. Dialing the local take out place he asked "The usual?"
"Now why would I pull shit like that? Who would want to fuck with Jared... I mean he's just such a swell guy...." Bam smirked at his own joke. He managed to find enough energy to push himself up on his elbows as Jim dialed for their food. "Ooh, ohh! Orange beef!" Relaxing back onto the bed, the skater watched his boyfriend pace and order Chinese naked in his bedroom. Yeah, this was the life ...he'd happily do this type of shit with Jimmy for fucking ever.
"Bambi, just remember... Jared is the only man we've ever know who could single handedly restrain your insane uncle. Just don't push him far enough for the mean streak to kick in." Jimmy looked away from Bam as it was clear his call had been picked up. "Yo Jing! How's it hanging? Yeah the usual and Bam's order too... yeah... yeah... ok... Oh, and throw in an order of orange beef." Jimmy laughed "Yeah I know we are gonna get fat. Okay, so Cai will be here in half an hour. Thanks, dude." He looked back up at Bam and smiled, some routines would never change. Food from The Happy Kitchen was one of them. He crawled back into bed and leaned on the headboard. "You are so answering the door."
"Okay..." He agreed to a little to aptly, and slid out of bed with a hiss he tried to hide. Padding over to Jim's dresser, he pulled out a pair of sweats and slid into them. Yeah, they were baggy, but they'd do the job when the time came... In all honesty, he had no mind of changing them even if they went and got his duffle bag out of the car. What a perfect way to start Operation Mess with Jared 38 point what the fuck ever.
Jimmy watched Bam pull on his pants. They were too big and slung down low Bam's hips exposing a lot of skin. Jimmy lay admiring the trim physique Bam worked hard to maintain and the dark ink enhancing it. He actually felt a tinge of jealousy, knowing half the tattoos were tributes to another guy. They are band tattoos... bullshit.Jimmy snickered at himself quietly. Asshole... don't start that shit again. "Hey, come here." Jimmy patted the edge of the bed next to him.
"Hey, what... I was gonna go grab my duffel bag..." Bam resisted the urge to wag his eyebrows at Jimmy. Even with that said, he sauntered over the bed and pressed his knees against the mattress but didn't climb on. "...Yeah?"
"This thing..." He pointed back and forth between them. "You, me, the boyfriend gig. It's a good thing." He smiled and touched Bam's thigh. "Now kiss me and go get your shit before Cai shows up with our order. I can taste the garlic shrimp already."
Grinning wide, Bam placed one knee on the bed and leaned over Jimmy. He stopped a breathe away from the other man's lips and just smiled down at him. When Jim shifted up to kiss him, Bam moved that much to the left and then to the right. And just when Jim acted like he was giving up on shit, he cleared the distance and kissed him energetically; dipping a tongue into the gasping near ready to protest mouth and lapping at his all to talented tongue. Pulling away, Bam bit his bottom lip again. "Mmm... be right back, babe..."
As Bam turned to go Jimmy lunged forward and smacked him on the ass. "Hurry back, sweetcheeks!"
Bam nearly tripped over his own feet when Jim's hand came into contact with his ass. Oh, he was so going to get it... Glancing back over his shoulder, the skater smirked. "Yeah, that felt real nice..." It hadn't actually hurt that badly, but there was no way Bam could not hassle Jimmy. Tsking the entire walk out of the bedroom, the skater grinned when he finally skipped down the steps and padded shirtless to his car.
Jimmy knew he'd pay for that slap later but he didn't care. In fact he'd kind of got a kick out of it. Another thought to file away for some other time. He grabbed another smoke then leaned back against the headboard and waited for Bam to return. So you did it. You fucked Bam. "No going back now." he muttered, his tone was almost amused. Would you want to?... Fuck no! Jimmy fished for the stereo remote turned on some music and sat back, savoring his cigarette and the memory of being buried in Bam's ass.
A hand shielding his eyes from the sun, Bam opened the driver's side door, flipped the seat forward and retrieved his duffel bag. He paused for a moment at the door to the building and glanced around the neighborhood. Jimmy actually didn't live in a half bad part of town. ... and the cost of that is, Jared... well, shit. As the door slid shut behind him, Bam was suddenly hit with a dose of reality. Two days... three fucking tops and you already let him fuck you... nice... Pausing in the hallway, the skater gripped the bag in his hand tighter and snorted at himself. So fucking what, we've know each other for like five fucking years...
A tad more somber, Bam stepped into the bedroom and dropped the duffel on the floor near the dresser. He smiled at Jim and walked over to the bed. A moment of just looking at the guy, and Bam let him self crumple then sprawl over the bed. Both hands on his stomach, he cleared his throat. "Hey Jim... that, this don't change shit, right?
Jim looked at Bam thoughtfully. Uh oh... the 'oh my god what did I do' moment just hit. "I'm pretty sure it does. I mean not in a bad way. We'll still do the shit we've always done you know? Just... we're tighter now I guess you'd say." Jimmy actually felt his stomach flip. What if Bam really was having second thoughts? No no no, you sucked me in to this so now you are stuck with me Bucko. "You alright, Bambi?" Jimmy reached down and tugged Bam's hair, not too hard.
Smiling at the gentle tug at his hair, the skater sighed. "...yeah, just having one of those girlie moments... you'd think it was stupid anyways." Bam rolled over and snagged a smoke from Jim's pack, lit it and laid back down. He'd been about to ask how long it was until food got there, but really it would have been stupid to try to gloss over shit like that. Nope, he was just going to wait for Jimmy to reply or something.
"Well suppose you tell me anyway. If I think it's stupid or girly I promise not to laugh." Jimmy grinned at Bam, he was not going to taunt him about being the girl just now since he seemed bothered. Jimmy's smile faltered a little. I was going to say you can tell me anything, just like always, but that's not really been true has it. The gay thing was kinda big, shoulda known I'd still love you... Not like you told him about your occasional homoerotic exploits either dipshit... Touché. "We can talk BamBam. 'Bout anything."
"It's really stupid..." He protested and took a drag off of his cigarette. "... just sitting here thinking how not only am I the girl, but I'm an easy girl... that's all." Holding the cig between his lips, Bam itched his chin then pulled the stick away form his mouth and rested his hands on his stomach. "I mean, it's not like you'd care... right?"
Jimmy grinned and ruffled his hair. "You are so not easy. You've done what three girls in your life? And one of those was a fairly long term relationship, fucked up beyond imagining, but long term. And it's not like I'm some dude you picked up in a gay bar in Philly. We got history. No, you are not fucking easy, not by a long shot." Jimmy paused and got serious. "In fact, you thinking that worries me a bit because I sorta have been. And you know that because you've been regaled with a lot of my exploits in the former best friend role. You ain't going to hold me accountable for my past sins, right?"
Snorting, Bam chuckled a little and looked over at Jimmy. "... yeah, man... I hold you totally accountable. Shit, most of them... I cannot believe I'm tell you this... a lot of them were pretty damn good jerk off material." The skater kept his eyes on Jim, waiting and gauging his reaction. Truth be told, if his best friend had totally freaked at the gay thing all those shared exploits would pretty much be all that he had.
Jimmy laughed with relief. "Too bad I didn't tell you 'bout the guys then, huh?"
Rolling onto his stomach, Bam eyes darkened a little. "... you can tell me now..." Shit, just from the bits Jimbo'd dropped already, he had the dirtiest fucking images in his head. Images of his best friend, now boyfriend, on his knees in some dirty as shit bathroom...baseball cap flipped backwards as he bobbed his head up and down on some random's cock. Or even better... dick barely out of his jeans with some dude choking on him as Jim fisted his hair and fucked his face. Bam continued to smoke and gazed at Jimmy in anticipation.
"That shit really don't bother you?" Jimmy looked sheepish. He didn't want to tell Bam anything that was going to either make him jealous or make him think Jim was a disgusting pig. Which he could concede maybe, okay yeah he was, but he didn't want Bam to think less of him. "I don't want you thinking, oh shit, I can't believe I let that filthy dickface touch me..." And that's why you wore a goddamn rubber too, not like you're gonna knock him up, you were protecting him.
"You don't have to tell me who... that don't matter... just like where, how... how hot was that shit?" Shifting, Bam crawled up beside Jim and tucked himself against the other man's shoulder. "... there any shit you did with them that you wanna try with me?" His voice was quiet but husky. It wasn't a topic he was exactly comfortable discussing, but one of a hell of a lot of interest.
Jimmy slipped and arm behind Bam around his waist. "Honestly not much to tell and no one you'd know anyway. Didn't want any of the guys thinking I was a fruit. I'm a dumbass, I know, I know." Jimmy sighed and closed his eyes. "First time was maybe four years ago. Was in a club with Jared and he picked up a chick and bailed on me. Was having one last drink before heading home and this guy hit on me. At first I was like sorry man, I'm straight. He pressed the issue some... was I sure? I had a few drinks in me and no prospects of getting any pussy that night and truth be told I was kinda curious... so no I guess I wasn't sure. He sucked me off and I gave him a hand job. After that if I was stuck on my own I got a little less picky about the sex of the randoms. And I already done a shit ton more with you than any of them. Sorry the story is more seedy than sexy."
Stretching out to deposit his cigarette on the ashtray on the nightstand, Bam turned back to Jimmy. Hand placed flat against the other man's collar-bone, he leaned in kissed at Jim's bottom lip. "... did you ever kiss any of them?" The skater whispered before pressing his mouth roughly against Jimmy's and shoving his tongue deep into his mouth. When he pulled back, Bam drug his hand over his boyfriend's chest and rubbed at bit of hair found there before looking up at Jim with an earnest and happy smile on his face
"Mostly no, though there were one or two that may have kissed me." Jimmy smiled back at Bam. "Wasn't really looking for anything romantic. Not like this. This is miles different."
Bam let his hand stray further down Jim's torso and let his palm slide over the other man's stomach. Arching an eyebrow, the skater licked his lips. He cocked his head to the side and asked in an overly innocent voice. "... kiss me?"
"Anytime Bambi, anytime." Jimmy leaned into Bam and pumped their lips together before pressing his lips tight to Bam's. His hand slid into soft brunette curls and he moaned just a little as his tongue licked over Bam's lips.
Heart racing... again... the skater whimpered and parted his lips to Jim's questing tongue. Shit, if their food came now... he'd be hard pressed to open the door for lack of motivation to even leave Jimmy's embrace. It was beyond nice to be able to just sit here and kiss his boyfriend without it being just a lead up to fucking... even if that shit was nice, more than nice. Warmth where their bodies touched spread and enveloped him like a blanket. Bam swore if he had been a cat or some shit... he'd be purring.
When they paused to breath Jimmy stroked Bam's cheek. "One cool thing. We never have to be bored again. Nothing to do? Make out!" Jimmy grinned and kissed Bam some more. The doorbell rang. Jimmy pulled away from Bam and got up. "Yeah, I'll get it. You relax."
Bam shifted on the bed until his shoulders were propped up against the headboard. He watched with a smirk as Jim pulled on a pair of sweats; hopping first on one foot then the other until he was shaking his ass to get them tugged up. Just watching the muscles and flesh move and contract over the other man's ass and thighs made Bam's mouth water. He was seriously pondering some shit he'd seen but never truly thought he'd consider. Lost in thoughts likes these, the skater waited for Jimmy to return with their food.
While Jimmy opened the door and was digging through his wallet to pay for the food, Cai jokingly asked 'where the boyfriend was' not seeing Bam's familiar face in the livingroom. Jimmy sent him off with a good tip and a shocked face. He grabbed some forks from the kitchen and carried the whole bag of food right to the bedroom. He rejected the idea of plates, he'd have to wash them later, so they could share right out of the containers. It was even kind of romantic right?
"See? Here you get breakfast in bed and it ain't burnt pizza. Oh, and Cai asked about you. Told him you were waiting in bed for me." Jimmy told Bam with a grin as he unpacked white paper quart cartons of Chinese food onto the nightstand.
Reaching back the grab the headboard, Bam pulled himself up and shifted enough to make room for Jim to actually sit next to him while shoving the blankets into a pool at his feet. His eyes went wide in surprise at Jimmy's revelation. "...you what?" The skater asked with a half grin on his face.
"In my defense he referred to you..." Jimmy made air quotes. "...as 'the Boyfriend' so I figured he was already in the know, right." Jimmy's face took on an expression of shock that was clearly mock, a la McCauley in Home Alone. "Do you think he was just joking?" Jimmy cackled as he crawled into bed next to Bam with the container of Orange Beef. "Guess the jokes on him, huh?"
"Guess so..." Bam murmured appreciatively as his boyfriend, and food settled down beside him. He reached out and cupped Jimmy's chin and pulled him in for a quick kiss. "Let's eat... I'm fucking starved... and something tells me I'm going to need the energy..." The skater shot Jim a quick wink before taking the container from his hands with a smile.
Jimmy grabbed the container of garlic shrimp, but not before spearing a piece of Bam's beef with his fork and stuffing in his mouth. "Hey that's good... and yeah, I think you might." He grinned while he chewed.
"Eh, a little sweet... but good." Bam replied through a mouthful. "Want another bite?" He offered; hovering his fork in front of Jim's lips. An evil glint flickered in his eye when his boyfriend opened his mouth to accept the bite. Inching the beef closer, Bam let the syrupy edge drag over Jimmy's lips before depositing the meat on his tongue. With a cheesy grin, he leaned forward kissing and licking the sticky substance off. "... mmm, yummy..." The skater added flirtatiously.
Jimmy kissed back as well as he could with lips closed around a mouthful of food, chuckling at Bam. "I think you're a little sweet today, Bambi." he flirted back. Jimmy popped a shrimp in his mouth and headbutted Bam.
Giggling Bam continued eating happily until the two of them had made it halfway through their containers and chowed down on some fried rice. Belching without fear of admonishment, the skater sat his food back on the nightstand making damn sure to stretch over his boyfriend just to get in his way before falling back onto the bed in a lazy pile. "... so you bored again yet?" He teased.
Jimmy paused, fork halfway to his mouth. He dropped it in the container and set it aside. "I guess I'm done eating then." He grinned. Some shit even good Chinese takeout can wait for... "Be warned though, I ate that whole garlic dish..." He leaned over and pressed their lips together, one hand resting on Bam's abdomen.
"Mmm... contrary to popular belief, I'm not a vampire..." Bam whispered against Jim's mouth. Dragging the other man on top of him, he groaned a little at his stomach being jostled but didn't let up on kissing the hell out of his boyfriend.
Jimmy didn't fight when Bam had yanked him over top of him, leaning on his elbows he let just enough of his weight rest on his boyfriend to effectively pin him to the bed. Their lips pressed together open mouthed and panting, tongues twirling around each other. Jim rubbed his bare chest against Bam's and kissed him until their lips were sore and they were gasping for air.
"We keep this up... I'm never going to want to go back to work ever again..." The skater chuckled. He nipped at Jimmy's chin. "So... you going to show me the seedier depths of the stacks so we can play mine's bigger... or we just gonna sit here sucking face all day?" Bam leered up at his best/boy friend and ran his hands over his back. "Because I'm seriously good with either..."
"Why don't we mosey on over to the library, then? Not like we ain't gonna make out in there too." Jimmy snickered and climbed off Bam and the bed. He offered his hand to Bam to help him up. "You're collection really is good, you know? So thinking bout that. It was all gay. Every single DVD. So I'm guessing I got a whole lot of films you'd never even want to watch. Het, girls actually, do they do it for you at all?" He asked as he walked to what should have been a third bedroom but instead looked like the inventory of an adult movie store. Chock full of racks of porn.
Bam cocked his head thoughtfully at him. "You know... it's weird. I can..." Sighing, he bowed his head blushing just a bit. "I can make do with a girl. Like it's not like I can't get it up and all. Sex or the prospect of sex is well... sex. But do I get anything from looking at girlie mags and shit? Not really. Some of the seedier couples and shit... depends on the dude." Bam leaned against the doorframe of the third bedroom and smiled from behind his hair up at Jimmy. Just admit you're a fag and get it over with, Margera...
"Dude... make do with a girl? With your eyes screwed shut imagining she's got a flat chest and a cock?" Unable to help himself Jimmy snickered a little. "How many times have I dragged your ass off to some shady tittie bar? I almost feel bad. I should know something was up since you never much were into it. Feel kind of foolish. No hard feeling though right?" Jimmy grinned and pointed to a shelving unit in the corner of the room. "This whole pile is probably to your taste." He hooked his thumb towards a different section. "Plus there's a ton of bi stuff with guy on guy included in threeways and I got like two whole racks of the tranny stuff. Told you I ain't turned off by cock."
Wrapping his arms around Jimmy's waist and placing his head on the other man's shoulder he nipped at his ear then whispered. "Why don't you show me a few of your favorites that you never shared before and we could go from there...?"
Jimmy put a hand on the arms around his waist and leaned back into Bam for a minute. He looked towards the transsexual films, but then oriented back to the full on gay titles. He plucked a couple tapes off the shelves. The small pile of films he selected were all ones Bam didn't already own, ranged from slick productions to amateur tapes and offered a range of "types" from very twinkie twinks to regular guys. "You got a couple I haven't seen in your purple box. Next time we watch at your place."
Bam repositioned himself behind Jim once again with his head on his shoulder. Peering over his shoulder at the titles, he grinned then pressed a lingering kiss just behind the shell of Jimmy's ear. "Remember that one night after... whatever the fuck her name was... dumped you like six months ago and we got drunk as shit and watched porn here with Jared..." The skater let a purposely shaky breathe out over his boyfriend's ear. "...he was the only thing that stopped me sliding off the couch and sucking you off..." Rolling his hips against Jim's ass, Bam kissed behind his ear again.
Jimmy chuckled and lean back a bit into Bam's touch. "See if you'd told me you were gay I'd have popped in one of these tapes, Jared would have bailed on us instantly, and you coulda." Jimmy turned his head to look at Bam. "You get the urge now by all means be my guest." He rocked his ass back against Bam, then pulled away and headed for the living room.
Letting his drop back as his gaze zeroed in on the ceiling, Bam groaned. Fucking tease. He rubbed the palm of his hand over his sweatpants and cupped his slowly hardening dick and laughed. Oh, he had some urges alright... but he was waiting until both of them were so hot from shit to try them. "You got stuff out there... or should I grab some from the bedroom?" The skater hollered after his boyfriend; the smile on his face beyond apparent in his words.
Jimmy blinked, they needed stuff in the living room? Alrighty then. Bam didn't have a roommate so fucking around in his livingroom was alright, but what if Jared came home and they were still going at it? Then he thought who am I to say no to sex? He laughed and called out, "You better grab any supplies you need, Bambi."
That I need? Shit, he understood not breaking out the goodies with Jared around... but watching porn with your boyfriend was another thing entirely! Quickly snagging the lube from off of Jim's nightstand and digging in the drawer for a condom or two... since Jimmy had used one earlier after all, better to be safe than sorry and have to drag his ass back in here for one. Bam trotted back out to the living room and slid onto the couch next to his boyfriend. He quickly stashed their shit under one of the cushions and grinned devilishly at Jim before planting a kiss on his lips. "So... what're we watching?"
Jimmy grinned and popped in the DVD. "Called 'Dare', its decent, pretty new too and I know you ain't got it yet. Road trip, a couple guys in a car, they hook up with a bunch of other guys, sex ensues. You'll like it." Jimmy parked himself back on the sofa next to Bam and threw his arm around his shoulders.
Road trip? Now that's a hell of an idea... the Tampa Pro would be fun as shit to drive to with Jimmy... Shaking the thought from his head, Bam smiled over at him. He snuggled closer to him; shifting just enough that his head rested more on the other man's chest and stomach than his shoulder. The skater draped a hand over Jimmy's thigh in mock-nonchalance. Yeah, he had big plans for his boyfriend this afternoon.
Chapter 9