Curveball [BL] COMPLETED

13 pt.2

Carmen wakes up to heat that makes him groan. It's edging on too warm, the unknown warmth hot against his skin. He sniffs tiredly and brings a hand up to rub his face, still trying to will his mind awake. "You awake now?" Juda's voice immediately causes Carmen to stiffen, because it's so f*****g close to him.

Looking up, he sees Juda's chin first. No- Carmen sees his chest first. Juda's chest that he's laying on.

No wonder I felt so warm. "Yeah, sorry." Carmen goes to roll off, but there's something keeping him in place. Juda's arm loosely holds his back, keeping Carmen tucked under him, and Carmen can only imagine how long they've been laying like this.

"Nico's still sleeping, just stay like this."

Carmen has no choice but to relax against his bare chest again. "What time is it?"

"Almost eight."

"No s**t? We slept almost eight hours?"

"Yeah," Juda huffs in amusement. "Nico slept on the way here but he still hasn't moved a muscle."

Carmen chances a glance over his shoulder, and sure enough, Nico's still relatively in the same position. Cheek smushed against the pillow, face bare of his glasses, hair brushing his forehead. He looks cute, Carmen wants to take a picture.

"Why aren't you still sleeping? You didn't sleep on the way here." Juda stayed awake with Carmen the entire time, constantly offering to drive and when Carmen refused, he entertained him instead. Carmen can't even recall the amount of times they played would you rather. Just like in high school, it turned absolutely filthy by the fifth question.

"How much more sleep do I need?" Juda asks, amused. "I woke up a little bit ago. Not long before you."

Carmen hums, "What's the plan for tonight? Is there a plan?"

"I've been looking at a few things. I figured we could eat somewhere, buy all the things tourists are supposed to buy, then go to the beach. I mean, we have to go to the beach, don't we? It's LA."

"It's a must." Carmen nods. "We'll need to do the whole tourist shebang. Polaroids, surfboard keychains, woven bracelets. All of it. Then, after escaping a sunburnt, we come back to the hotel only to go swimming."

"That's exactly what I was thinking. Who needs to drown in the ocean when there's a perfectly good pool right out back?"

Carmen smiles against his chest. "Feels like forever since we've gone somewhere outside of school. It's always baseball or school. Never just us."

"I'm not sure how to say this then," Juda feigns a wince. "I was gonna take you guys to the Angels stadium tomorrow. But if you really don't wanna think about baseball these next two days..."

"You kidding me?" Carmen breathes out a laugh. "I'm surprised Nico hasn't already dragged us there. He'd flip if we took a trip to LA and didn't visit it."

Juda's hand moves up his back and lifts a strand of his hair, gently rolling it between his fingers. Carmen almost holds his breath, goosebumps rising on his skin. "Beach, stadium, amusement park. We've got the must sees out of the way. What else?"

"Amusement park?"

"C'mon, Car~ You said we're doing the whole tourist shebang. Of course we need to go to the amusement park."

"Can't wait." Carmen's lips twitch up. "I'm sure we'll argue about who has to ride alone every time."

"We'll rock-paper-scissors it like always."  Juda waves off, not worried in the slightest at the looming knowledge of riding with a stranger.

"You always give Nico his way," Carmen points out. Rock-paper-scissors hardly works with them. One complaint out of Nico and he's always the victor.

"'Cause he's such a fuckin' sore loser. He pouts the entire time, I can't stand it."

Carmen rolls his eyes. He barely holds off telling Juda it's okay to think Nico's cute, and it's okay to let him use that cuteness to get his way. "Pitchers, huh," he says instead. "Greedy bastards. All of them."

"Every single one," Juda agrees.

It doesn't feel real. Just a day ago at this exact time, Carmen was celebrating a huge win for their team. He's supposed to be in bed with a hang over after getting absolutely hammered. But he's in California instead. California.

All because of some silly promise they made months ago.

Nico eventually wakes up. With a disgruntled groan, he rolls onto his back and moans tiredly. "Was' time is it?" he slurs, patting around for his glasses.

Carmen decides it's time for him to get up too. It's with a heavy heart that he parts from Juda's naked chest, but he has a feeling he'll be seeing it later tonight. "Time to get up. Shower. Then we'll go somewhere to eat."

"f*****g hell," Nico mumbles, still searching for his glasses. "I just woke up. Give me a minute."

Carmen's already stepping off the bed. "I'm gonna shower, then. Don't go back to sleep."

Nico grunts and rolls back over. Carmen faintly hears him mumble yeah, yeah, so he considers it a promise and starts to gather a pair of cleans clothes for after his shower.

Juda's watching Carmen silently, eyes subtly following him as he walks around the room. He spares a glance at Nico's unmoving body before slipping out of bed. He doesn't pick out any clothes like Carmen, walking right past their bags and toward the bathroom.

Juda nods his chin toward the door, silently asking if he can join.

It's a pleasant surprise. So pleasant and surprising that Carmen feels himself nodding before he fully registers the question.

It's not any different than showering back at home, he convinces himself.

The bathroom door clicks shut behind them, leaving the two of them alone. Carmen's hand clutches his clothes tightly, wondering if he should reach for the shower first or wait until Juda does. Juda seems to be thinking the same thing, and it's just them standing there like a pair of idiots. "The shower-" Carmen starts.

"Yeah, right." Juda's already moving, seeming to have snapped himself out of whatever trance they were in. He heads over to the shower while Carmen stares at himself in the mirror.

And wow, he almost cringes at the sight. His hair's a mess. Whatever hopes he had of the hair tie containing any of it was useless. His eyes look sunken after staying up all night, even after the refreshing sleep he just got.

"What?" Juda asks, forcing Carmen's eyes away from the mirror.

"What?" Carmen echoes.

"Why are you looking at yourself like that?"

"Like what?"

Juda stares at him for too long. Carmen doesn't fidget under his stare, but he wants to. "Forget it." Juda shakes his head and turns back to the water. "You okay with their hair products? I think Nico might've packed some of yours. I wouldn't hold my breath, though. He probably just packed lube," he mumbles, toying with all their different bottles of shampoo, soap, and conditioner.

Carmen hates not using his own products, but, "Theirs are good."

Carmen strips slowly, suddenly a lot more conscious of himself around Juda than he used to be. It's not his body he's worried about, but more of how his body might react when they're alone in the shower.

Juda glances over again, expecting Carmen to still be judging himself in the mirror, but he does a double take when he sees Carmen completely naked, hair spilling over his shoulders.

Juda looks away fairly quickly, not letting his eyes linger for longer than what's appropriate, but the damage is already done. Carmen saw his appraising eyes, saw him give him a once over with an appreciative glint.

That one little glance has Carmen feeling better about his tangled hair and subtle eye bags. What's so wrong with eye bags, huh? Nico's naturally got them and Carmen thinks they're hot as f**k, so in this moment, Carmen embraces them in all their sunken glory.

The water is too hot when Carmen steps in. He reflexively steps away when it burns his back and ends up brushing against Juda. "Sorry-" His hands brace on that oh so familiar chest.

"Too hot?"

"A little."

Juda reaches past him, turning the nob so it's not as scalding on Carmen's skin. He tests it with his hand first, then glances down at Carmen to show it's okay now. But he doesn't step away. He stays right where he is and leaves it as Carmen's choice if he wants to step away or not.

And it's a little mean, Carmen thinks. The silent decision of what're they're both surely thinking about resting on his shoulders.

"You look good," Juda mumbles. Carmen's stomach clenches. "Really."

Carmen sucks his inner lip, scrambling for something to say. This feeling is odd.. new. He's not used to feeling so bashful around someone, especially Juda. Then again, he's never really liked someone before now. "Wash my hair?" he settles for, eyes flicking up.

"Sure."

Juda washes his hair. And he takes his time while he does it, letting Carmen's long strands slip through his fingers. Goosebumps rise on Carmen's skin again, but it's the least of his worries. Juda's watching him as though he hung every star in the sky individually, and it's intimidating and exhilarating all at once.

Juda so clearly wants Carmen. Wants Carmen in every way he's willing to give.

Someone wants him. Another man wants him.

And maybe it's how clearly Juda wants him that makes Carmen tip his head up. Juda doesn't waste the opportunity to steal a kiss, tangling his hand in Carmen's hair to lead him closer, pressing their lips together.

He kisses Carmen like he wants this kiss to be remembered - every part of him etched into Carmen's body, starting with his lips. And it's nice. Really nice. Carmen lets him take and take, giving everything he has in return. It's a push and pull game until Juda's sliding his hand down Carmen's side, squeezing his waist.

It's that one little squeeze that has Carmen giving himself over, stepping closer to press himself against Juda. As if he expected it, Juda wraps his arm around his waist and deepens their kiss, parting Carmen's lips with his. He's greedy as he explores Carmen's mouth, coaxing a soft moan from him.

Juda blindly reaches behind him for something, anything he can use to stretch Carmen open. He'll take Juda's c**k and look like an absolute treasure as he does.

Carmen's d**k grows stiffer as Juda reaches down and spreads something over his rim. He can't tell what it is, but it works wonders to open him up and eagerly accept Juda's fingers sliding inside. Juda works him open slowly, torturing Carmen with his slow, deep presses as Carmen moans breathily. "More," he says.

"I'll give you more. Gotta stretch you open first."

"I'm good," Carmen insists, voice edging on a moan.

"Yeah," Juda agrees quietly. His fingers curl into Carmen's prostate, tearing such a beautiful, breathy whine from him. "But I like watching you."

Carmen goes to tell him he'd look much better with Juda's c**k inside him, but his words lodge in his throat as Juda massages his prostate. Rubbing in slow circles, it feels so f*****g good. So good that Carmen's thoughts turn to mush, head leaning against Juda's chest as he drowns in the pleasure.

But eventually, Juda grows impatient with the need to be inside him. The promise of Carmen's ass tight around his c**k, milking him for every drop of c*m, drives him insane. His d**k throbs at the thought, twitching against Carmen's thigh.

Juda pulls his fingers out, grips Carmen's hips, and hitches him up. Carmen's legs wrap around his waist, expression clearly surprised from their new position. "Can't have you slipping," Juda grunts, reaching around Carmen to grab his c**k. "Safety first and all that."

"Oh yeah? And I'll be safe up here?"

Juda shrugs, cocky smile twitching at his lips as he lines his tip with Carmen's rim. "I mean, I can't promise you won't be knocked off your feet with my performance, but I won't drop on you."

Carmen feels Juda's tip rubbing against his rim. He clenches in anticipation and subtly presses back, wanting it deep inside him. "Get on with the show then." Then he adds as an afterthought, "And dont f*****g drop me. I'll be pissed if you do."

"Sure, princess, whatever you want."

Carmen goes to curse him and his entire family to f*****g hell, but Juda's c**k pushes past his rim, sinking all the way inside. Carmen's thoughts immediately turn to mush, sharp moan ripping from his throat. "f**k, oh my god-"

Juda was absolutely right. Carmen's a f*****g treasure on his c**k.

He sucks Juda in with every thrust, greedy hole begging for more and more. Harder, it whines, and Juda's more than happy to deliver. Juda's balls are heavy and swollen with c*m. c*m that he'll let build up until he finally tips over the edge and spills inside Carmen. But only after he gets his fill of Carmen's tight little hole.

He's no one pump chump.

Juda backs Carmen into the shower ball, hoisting him higher before dropping him right back down on his c**k. He repeats this over and over, listening to Carmen's broken little moans as he thrusts so deeply inside him. "I've thought about this a lot," Juda groans quietly. "Every single shower we take, I think about bending you over and just taking you right there."

Carmen's rim clenches, coaxing a grunt from Juda.

"What if there's people?"

Juda laughs, huffing in amusement like something's funny. Maybe there is. "Who gives a f**k? You and Nico certainly didn't back at the bar. You might even like a few of the guys watching you, huh." He grips Carmen's ass tighter, thrusts a little harder. "They can watch you take my d**k all night long, I don't mind."

"Juda," he moans. It's not meant to be a moan, but his body's reacting to Juda's words more than he means to. "We can't."

"We can." Juda pulls up out till his tip before slamming right back in, pounding Carmen's hole just how he likes. "It'd be a f*****g crime not to show everyone how you look on my c**k. Just look at you," he breathes out. "f*****g beautiful."

Carmen's arms wrap around Juda's neck, bringing them face to face to kiss him quiet. His entire body's burning and Juda's making it so much worse, his words going straight to Carmen's c**k.

Juda f***s him fast then slow, teasing both of their buildings orgasms in the palm of his hands. He's slow and deep, hitting Carmen's prostate perfectly, before he's pulling out to slam him good and proper, just how they both like. It's addictive, the push and pull and how goddamn tight Carmen is.

Juda tells him just that. Grunts it out as he squeezes Carmen's thighs for all they're worth.

"f**k me more then," Carmen moans. "I don't care about our games or practices."

Juda promises he will. He promises something he can't because he wouldn't risk hurting Carmen before a game, but in this moment where he's high off pleasure and his balls are tight with c*m, he'll promise just about anything Carmen wants to hear.

Carmen kisses him again, arms snug around Juda's neck as he kisses him breathlessly. It's hardly considered a kiss, so lost in each they're just breathing against each other's mouth. Carmen's chest rises and falls unsteadily, hands gripping the ends of Juda's hair as he moans helplessly.

Juda's head is subtly tipped up, watching the flutter of Carmen's eyes, pinch in his expression when Juda massages his prostate, every addictive reaction he's willing to show. Juda presses him harder into the wall and dips his head into Carmen's neck, licking and biting at his wet skin.

Carmen holds him tighter, hips moving to f**k himself down on Juda's c**k. And it's so f*****g good, he cries out with pleasure as Juda nips below his ear. "I'm gonna f**k you again later," Juda promises breathlessly. "And then tomorrow. After that, too. Every f*****g moment I can."

Carmen nods quickly, breath quickening. Juda's c**k is pounding inside him, reducing him to nothing but his own personal c**k sleeve. And it's driving him crazy. He'll c*m if Juda keeps f*****g him like this. "Please," he begs. f*****g begs.

He feels Juda's lips against his neck, leaving evidence of their filthy f**k.

But Carmen wants to see him. He wants to see Juda as he cums. Cupping his cheeks, Carmen tilts his head up and presses their foreheads together. "I want you too," he breathes. "Wanna f**k you. Wanna watch Nico f**k you."

Juda's breathing is heavy as he agrees. Okay, he says, and the mere promise of his rim stretched around Carmen's c**k is almost enough to make Carmen c*m. "f**k," he curses, "M'so close. Feels so f*****g good- just like that."

He tips over the edge only a minute later, jerking himself off and cumming all over his stomach with a string of curses.

He's got such a filthy f*****g mouth, Juda f***s him harder. Drags him down on his c**k and uses him for his own pleasure. He'll need to f**k Carmen's mouth one day, preferably soon. That'll give him something to curse about.

Juda cums inside him. Another of the few times they haven't used a condom. With a deep groan, he slams into Carmen and dumps his c*m in as deep as it can go, rope after rope painting his walls. And Carmen takes it with another string of curses and breathy moans.

Fucking hell, his head drops in Carmen's neck, balls still tight with his orgasm.

He'll never get used to this. Whatever the f**k they're doing - but he loves it. Loves joking around with him one moment and f*****g him the next.

Juda almost gets hard again after he pulls out and watches him c*m run down Carmen's thigh. He wants to push it back in, plug him, and keep it there all day, but Carmen's only so docile. Maybe he'll ask Nico one day.

Carmen doesn't react when Juda indulges hisself and squeezes Carmen's ass. He simply stretches and tries getting feeling back into his legs. "We've checked off bar s*x and now shower s*x. What's next?"

"Pretty sure Nico mentioned something about cars."

Carmen could get behind on some car action. It'll be cramped, sure, but to see the windows fog up after everything would be worth it.

Taking a step toward the shower spray, Carmen only now feel how hard Juda f****d him. "My ass hurts, asshole."

"You said 'harder'." Juda shrugs. "I went harder." He doesn't seem sorry in the slightest, but he does reach out and gently grip Carmen's waist, urging him into the water. Juda washes his body slowly, paying extra attention to his rim that's still puffy and spilling Juda's c*m. "Is it really sore? Should I get- I don't know, cream or something?"

"Cream?" Carmen laughs. "Are you saying you have a cream for this?"

"Well, no. But I could run to the store and get you some. I'm sure they have something."

"I'm good," Carmen tells him, giving a last rinse to his hair. "Really. I liked everything you did." But Juda doesn't look too sure. "Really~ I'd milk this if you actually hurt me. Maybe make you my servant for a while~"

"You're into that type of stuff, huh? You just keep surprising me more and more. Voyeur, exhibitionist-"

"I'm none of those."

They bicker back and forth as they switch places, Carmen's turn to wash Juda now. He's not nearly as gentle as Juda was, pinching his n*****s any he chance he gets, and squeezing his ass when Juda turns around.

Carmen only stops when the bathroom door opens and Nico comes stumbling in, clearly having just woken up. "Hi," he mumbles, voice barely audible.

Carmen pushes the curtain back and grabs two towels while Juda turns off the water. They get out at the same time, Nico sparing them a small glance as he drags his feet to the toilet.

He stares at Carmen for only a matter of seconds before asking, "Did he f**k you?" At Carmen's nod, he turns back to the toilet and fishes out his d**k. He's pissing as he huffs in tired amusement, "Nice."