It had been two weeks since the night in Donnie's SUV, and a great deal had changed for James in that time. By the time Monday had rolled around, his ex had made sure everyone knew, and while some groups had given the desired reaction, others, including those in her friend group, had turned on her. They had pointed out the hypocrisy of a bisexual woman who routinely slept with other women (and rumor had it cheated with other men) having the audacity to condemn her boyfriend for doing the same, not to mention the hemophilia she revealed in her opinions.
Meanwhile, once word got around, James suddenly found himself being approached and flirted with by several different men. He was surprised just how many times they'd made comments about how round his ass was and how good it looked in his jeans. While he'd been uncomfortable at first, it'd quickly given way to blushes and acceptance. He'd always known he was a good-looking man, but he had never really realized how forward men were compared to women.
Sarah had posted the sex tape online, and it had gotten several hundred views in the first few days. He had even found himself watching the footage of the three of them entwined as he stroked himself alone in his apartment. Sarah had been staying over a lot. It had never become official, but he reckoned they were together now. The sex was good, and yet he honestly found himself yearning for something more... He hadn't seen Donnie since that night, and he found himself thinking about the other man constantly. Not that she minded. She had even admitted that she thought it would be hot to be with a man who preferred sex with men. She even called herself a cuckqueen. Now that was a term he'd never heard before.
He didn't mind and, in fact, found that he gave him the freedom to truly be himself both out and in bed. But still it wasn't the same.
His last class had just finished, and as he walked out of the building, he looked up to find Donnie waiting.
"Hey, man," he called as the two met face-to-face for the first time since that night, "any plans tonight?"
James felt his cheeks turning red. "No."
Donnie smiled, "I was thinking, maybe I could buy us some drinks, hang out at your place, you know?"
James' blush deepened as he nodded. "Yeah. That'd be cool." He stuttered as he looked to both sides, seeing the glances of his peers who walked by. "Just give me a couple of hours, and you can come by... maybe even crash if you need to." He tried to sound neutral but wasn't totally sure that he did.
Donnie just smiled, "I might. I've got a couple errands to run first, but I can be at your place around 6. How does that sound?"
"Like a plan." James replied as his heart beat faster.
"Okay. I'll see you then. I can't wait to hear all about what you've been up to since we last spoke. Oh! And... maybe no Sarah tonight?" He added the last part as he glanced back and saw a few of her friends staring at the pair from a distance.
"Don't worry, she won't be around." He assured his friend.
"Perfect!" Donnie's smile broadened.
James found himself grinning too.
Donnie winked at the shorter man, "See you then."
"See ya!" James nodded.
The two went their separate ways, both with thoughts about each other on their minds.
****
James glanced at the clock. It had just hit five, and the apartment had been put in perfect order. He'd shaved his face, and steam rose from the shower as he gathered a hand mirror, cream, and a razor before stepping in. While he'd been totally unprepared for his first times with a man, he'd be damned if he was going to be again. It took a bit of time to trim his pubes and shave the crack of his ass, but he was well pleased with the result as he examined it before washing his body and shaggy hair. He stepped out of the shower and began toweling off, making sure to get every last drop of water from his body. Once done, he grabbed a can of pomade and worked it into his thick, wavy hair, pushing it back from his face.
He moved to the bedroom and put on his tightest pair of black boxer briefs and his favorite black skinny jeans before returning to the bathroom to put the finishing touches on his look. He switched out the stud in his left nostril for a ring, changed his 00 tunnels for pewter plugs that each sported a baphomet, and reapplied his black nail polish. He added a bit of cologne and just a touch of eyeliner before nodding. He decided to forgo a shirt and turned slowly in the mirror, satisfied with the fit of the low-rise jeans and the way they clung to his round ass. He was ready.
He moved to the kitchen and checked his phone, seeing the text from Sarah asking if they were doing anything.
'No. Donnie is coming to hang out'. He typed before sending the text.
'Oh! That's hot, baby. Mind sending a pic or two?' She responded.
'Not this time,' he wrote.
'Lol. Fine. Just tell me about it after, okay'? She replied.
'Sure thing, love.' He wrote.
'Have fun, baby; I want to hear all about it!' She answered.
James grinned. He was glad that his girlfriend had set him on this path and was just as happy that she seemed to be enjoying it.
As he waited for his friend to arrive, he found himself slowly and luxuriously rubbing the bulge in his tight pants, growing harder and harder before allowing himself to soften once again only to start again.
When the doorbell finally rang, he was almost painfully erect, his cock trapped in the denim of his pants, and he hurried to answer it.
Donnie entered the apartment, his eyes widening when he saw the state of his friend's arousal.
"Looks like someone is happy to see me." He teased as he dropped a six-pack on the table and took his coat off.
"You could say that." James's eyes were wide as he drank in the handsome man before him. His jeans were low, and his shirt had the top three buttons undone, showing off his moderately hairy chest.
Donnie moved closer and gently pulled his friend close, leaning in and kissing him.
James eagerly returned the kiss, his body melting against the larger man's.
Donnie's large hand reached down and cupped his friends round ass, squeezing and caressing as his tongue pushed between the boys lips.
James let out a soft moan and opened his mouth, his tongue meeting the other man's, ravenously lapping at the muscle.
"Mmm, I always liked the goth look on you." Donnie purred. "It's cute."
James moaned. "Cute?"
"Hot." Donnie corrected, pulling the man tighter and kissing him once again.
James eagerly returned the kiss and reached around, grasping his friend's brown locks and pulling him deeper into their passion.
Donnie's hand continued to massage the round ass of his friend as his tongue explored the younger man's mouth. "Damn..." Donnie gasped, pulling back. "You look hot, baby."
"Baby? Sounds kind of weird coming from a dude," he responded playfully as he pulled him by the hand to the couch.
"You'll get used to it." Donnie smirked as the pair sat down.
"Will I?" James said in mock surprise, an eager smirk plastered on his wet lips as his hands explored the other man's chest. He undid the top button of his shirt as Donnie's gaze held him captive. He couldn't say that he'd ever felt so consumed with naked desire before in his life.
"Damn... You look so fucking beautiful." Donnie said.
"Do I?" James teased as his hand slipped lower, undoing the buttons as he went.
"Mm-hm."
James's hand slipped between the parted buttons, caressing the warm skin as his other hand undid the second button, his gaze not leaving his friend.
"I love those jeans, but I bet you'd look even better without them," Donnie growled.
"Yeah?" James breathed.
"Oh, yeah."
James stood, his cock bulging the front of his tight jeans as he slowly unbuttoned his pants. He pushed the black fabric down, exposing his boxer briefs and his thick cock beneath. He moved his foot from the leg hole, then the other, and kicked the jeans aside, revealing his nearly nude body.
"Goddamn, you look even better in the light," Donnie sighed as he pulled James down beside him.
"Beautiful, as you just put it?" His eyebrow raised in question, not sure whether he loved or was offended by the description.
