Not seeing, is believing.

Original Oneshot

Author: Dragonkat

Title: Not seeing, is believing

Name of Pair: Ajay/Jayce

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Male/Male love, unrequited love, smut with two men

AN: This is slash people so no complaining about it, I'm pretty sure I've put good road signs up so it's your fault if you continue to read after my warnings and get offended, don't blame me for loving two men getting it on for my entertainment. This is only a oneshot. It was written for a contest on the Aarinfantasy forum and won first place so it's pretty good. But I've got other original ideas I want to expand first into bigger stories. So this is it. I'd appreciate limited begging for more, cause I doubt there will be for this one.

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He slowly tied the scarf around his eyes, trembling a bit as he lay down on the plush bed. His lips opened in a breathy gasp, tongue swiping out to wet his dry lips.

He still didn’t know if it was good idea or a bad idea to do this.

Unrequited love was a painful thing to experience, especially when you were already so close to the person you adored but could not get any closer. He had been in love with his best friend for years, slowly and softly trying to show his affections were stronger than mere friendship, and either his friend was truly dense or he didn’t return the sentiments. Whatever the reason he was left with only their close friendship to comfort him on his lonely nights.

Ajay knew he needed to get over his feelings. He needed to accept his best friend was never going to love him and move on. But it was so hard when he got little bits of loving affection from his friend. The gestures were always platonic but he drank them in like a forbidden wine and grew more and more attached to his secret love.

He had an out; he had had an out for months now. One of his other friends, someone he had met through his best friend, was in love with Ajay. It would be so easy to give into the younger man’s love and forget all about his best friend…but he couldn’t. His heart was bound to his friend and unless he was outright rejected he’d still cling to the miniscule hope that his love could some day be returned.

But Jayce wasn’t going to give up on him either. The younger man knew of his love for their friend, had seen how it tore him apart, how he would drink himself into oblivion whenever his friend got a new girlfriend. Jayce had seen it all and had been trying to replace that precious spot in Ajay’s heart reserved only for their friend. He had taken Ajay on dates and brought him lavish gifts, had been by his side when he was at his worst, picking up the pieces of his fragile psyche, and giving him someone to confide in.

Jayce was everything he could want…but Ajay couldn’t bring himself to love him at the same level he loved his friend.

So now there were two of them drifting through life torn apart by unrequited love. Ajay had told Jayce though that if their friend ever officially rejected him the first arms he would fall into would be his. It seemed to pacify Jayce, and Ajay was a bit envious at the comfort he could give to the man who loved him when he got none from the one he loved.

It seemed though Jayce was getting impatient, and had taken it upon himself to help Ajay get over his love, with or without the rejection of their friend. He came to Ajay’s apartment, eyes shining and determined, pushing forward and dragging him to his bedroom.

“You’d say I’m about the same body build as him wouldn’t you,” Jayce had said, not needing to say who he was.

Ajay had nodded in agreement, head cocked in curiosity. Jayce had smiled coming up and wrapping his arms around him. “Pretend I’m him and make love to me,” he had whispered fiercely.

He had jerked away and backed up from his friend, started and confused by the request, shaking his head. Jayce had placed his hands on his slim hips, groin jerking towards him in determination, eyes alight and unfazed by his rejection. “Look Ajay, you’re never going to get him out of your system unless you can say you’ve had him,” Jayce had whispered, coming forward and pressing his small, lithe body to his own. “Even if he rejects you some day, which I doubt because he’s too kind, you’re still going to pine for what you didn’t have. So sleep with me and pretend you’re with him.”

In a way Ajay could see Jayce’s logic, but he could also see the other’s desperateness to be with him. What if it didn’t work and he continued to long for his friend, as Jayce continued to long for him. It was risky…but there was a chance it could work. He had nodded, a bit reluctantly. Jayce smiled brilliantly and Ajay hoped he didn’t break his heart at the end of the night.

Jayce held out a silken scarf and Ajay gulped as he realized what it was for…to better help him see the man he loved with him and not Jayce. He had grabbed the fabric, wrapping it around his eyes, tying it tight, gulping when his sight was blinded by the fabric. Hands had landed on his shoulder, squeezing gently before they set to work undressing him. Their breathing seemed loud in the quiet room, but the rustling of clothing was deafening. He shivered in the open air, panting quietly as he was slowly guided to his bed and laid down.

And now he lay there, ears straining to hear what the other was doing, but also telling himself over and over this was his friend he was with, not Jayce. He continued this mantra in his head until the sound of a zipper and the whisper of discarded clothing drew his attention and he licked his lips, feeling reluctant anticipation bubble up in him. Whether it was his friend or Jayce he made love to it didn’t matter now, his libido had been neglected for far too long.

His cock seemed to agree as it hardened between his tights, biting his lip as he imagined what was to come. A warm body settled over his own and Ajay moaned, back arching his erection was nestled in the cleft of the other’s ass, hot and safe. Another cock rubbed against his stomach and he reached a hand for it, fumbling blindly and smiling in triumph was he got a moan as a reward. Ajay stroked the other’s cock gently, mapping out the thick veins and soft skin, picturing the perfectly proportioned penis in his mind, attaching it to the body of his dear friend.

Heat seemed to fill the room as they explored each other, Jayce rubbing against him and moaning and Ajay exploring and visualizing this naked body on top of him with the beautiful face and shining eyes of his friend.

It was working.

Ajay could see his best friend clearly and he grew bolder at the quiet exclamations of passion from the man on top of him. His hands smoothed down a trembling back, settling on a pert bottom and squeezing hard, biting his lip as his erection slid roughly against the other’s hot ass, imagining what it would feel like inside. His hands were shoved away moments later and the body on top of him shimmied lower and Ajay’s breath sped up when he realized the other’s intentions.

Warm breath ghosted over his erection and Ajay’s hips jerked, hands white knuckled as he gripped the bed sheets beneath his body, controlling himself from just taking what he desired. He shouted in passion as a burning hot tongue licked at him, trailing up and down one side, lapping at the head of his erection. His cock was rubbed against a soft cheek and his groan was mirrored but a much smaller groan and he envisioned his best friend kneeling between his legs, holding his cock softly and looking up at him with burning eyes.

He was swallowed whole moments later and he gasped, back arching at the exquisite feel of burning heat wrapping around his cock, and enthusiastic tongue massaging him. His lover sucked hard then softly, alternating between the two and driving Ajay wild. The mouth lifted and descended on his twitching cock, slurping him up and leaving a thick layer of saliva behind that cooled in the open air, adding more sensation to this sensual act.

His partner groaned loudly, the vibrations tingling down his cock, driving Ajay wild…but he pulled away before he came. Ajay could hear them both panting harshly, though they weren’t touching and he reached out blindly. He was rewarded with a soft lithe body coming into his arms, straddling his waist again. Ajay lifted his head to where he thought the other’s was, in his fantasy opening his eyes too look up at his best friend perfect face.

But he saw Jayce’s face.

Ajay lifted a hand, still feeling the blindfold on his eyes. He clenched his eyes shut and focused hard, looking up again and seeing his best friend’s face…but it faded into Jayce’s. He panted a bit, even as he felt the body above his own rocking sensually against him. Why couldn’t he see his best friend’s face anymore, why did he only see Jayce? Was this a sign, did it mean something? Is it possible he’s other his best friend?

But the questions were dashed from his mind when a soft warm hand gripped his saliva coated erection, guiding him into slick wet heat. Apparently his partner had been preparing himself while he serviced Ajay. He sank into the tightest, hottest heat he had ever felt, and it took extreme will power on his part to stop himself from thrusting up. His partner sank down slowly, panting as he sucked Ajay into his sweet body, rocking his hips when their pubic hair finally mingled.

He opened his eyes behind his blindfold as they sat still together, bodies adjusting to the union. Once again he tried to see his best friend but he only saw Jayce, smiling so sweetly at him, eyes burning with love and affection.

Ajay sat up, groaning as the shift in position let him sink a little deeper. He wrapped his arms around his partner’s back, fingers digging into his soft sides, resting his head on the other’s shoulder. He gently thrust his hips up, groaning as his partner reacted with a squeezing of his splincher muscle, rippling against his erection. They moved slowly together, rocking and thrusting softly, in no rush now. Ajay held on tight, still seeing Jayce in his fantasy instead of his best friend.

Maybe this was a sign…that he was already over his love for his best friend.

He had been in love with his best friend for years so he had probably gotten so used to it, he never noticed when his heart was out of the game. It had all been in his mind and he just needed to realize his body and heart had already moved on. To this perfect body in his arms. Ajay had been pining for something he didn’t need anymore, just because it had been habit. But this blindfold had taken away all those illusions and just left him with the realization…he was with the one he really loved.

“Ajay,” his partner moaned softly, body bouncing harder against him, clutching his hair and shoulders as they loved each other.

Ajay groaned, thrusting harder himself, biting his lip as he sank in and out of the slick heat of his partner, his soft muscled walls massaging his cock deliciously, causing his balls to draw up in ecstasy. He flipped them over, slamming his partner into the bed, bracing himself on his arms as he pistoned his hip back and forth. He panted at the feel, of tight muscles tightening more, of soft hands gripping his shoulders, of warm pants against this lips as he leaned down, sinking deeper with each thrust, causing the body beneath his own to arch in pleasure.

He blindly sought out the other’s lips, awkwardly finding them but kissing passionately when their lips locked, sharing their breaths and moans of passion, holding on as they road the waves of their lovemaking. They seemed to reach the end at the same time, both of them arching their back, bodies tightening before dissolving into shudders as their orgasms ran through their sweat slicked bodies. His name was shouted into the air while he called out the one he truly loved.

“Jayce.”

Their bodies turned to muss in the aftermath and Ajay collapsed, sinking into the heaving body beneath his own. His lips pressed to a soft shoulder, gently licking at the salty sweat covering the silky skin. Hands ran over his back soothingly and Ajay dozed, smiling at the satisfaction running through his body. Then he heard a little gasp, and the shuddering of breath from his partner and he grabbed at his blindfold, yanking the fabric off. Ajay leaned up, looking down at his friend, blinking his eyes to adjust to the light.

Jayce was crying, tears streaming down his face. His hands lifted and touched Ajay’s face, swallowing thickly as he looked at him. Ajay lifted a hand, brushing away a tear. “Did I hurt you,” he asked softly.

His friend shook his head, smiling and laughing through his tears. “You said my name,” Jayce whispered, touching Ajay’s face like he was seeing it for the first time. He cocked his head in confusion though, wondering why saying the other’s name brought tears to his eyes. “I thought you would say his name,” Jayce whispered.

Ajay’s eyes widened, realizing right then how much he would have hurt his friend if he hadn’t come to the realization that his best friend was in the past and that Jayce was his future. He smiled down at him, leaning in and kissing Jayce softly. He rolled to his side and cradling his new lover against his chest as their bodies cooled, curling up against him.

“I think I’m over him,” he whispered in return.

The smile he got could have lit up and entire arena and Ajay was covered in enthusiastic kisses, chuckling as their bodies heated up again, hard and eager. He kissed back, leaning in to suckle at Jayce’s neck, rubbing his back and sides, closing his eyes but still seeing Jayce there before him.

That blindfold had made everything blindingly clear for Ajay. And now he didn’t have to pine away for something he didn’t want and he could enjoy being with the something he didn’t realize he needed until he couldn’t see it.

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Review, review, review please. I'd love to hear how this is. Since this is the first thing I'm posting on this site. I'd like to get an idea of reception here, because everything I write in the future will be two men together, with only a couple of exceptions.

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