Chapter 15
CHAPTER 15
Ethan’s grin stretched wide as they stumbled through the bedroom door in a tangle of limbs and desperate kisses.
His hands clawed Logan’s back, fingers digging into the taut muscle beneath his shirt, while Logan’s grip locked onto Ethan’s hips, yanking him close.
The air was thick with Logan’s musk and he tasted of beer. As their bodies pressed together, chest to chest, their hearts thundered against each other in a frenzy of heat and need that sent Ethan’s pulse hammering.
Logan snatched the toy and the bottle of lube from Ethan’s hand, tossing them onto the chair beside the bed before shoving him down.
The mattress groaned, the springs protesting as Logan’s weight loomed above him. The heat of desire coursed through Ethan’s veins like liquid fire, turning his skin fever-hot.
He stretched out, hands sliding behind his head to prop himself up against the lumpy pillows, bare chest heaving as he watched Logan yank his T-shirt over his head.
The fabric ruffled his mussed, dark hair, revealing the broad expanse of his chest. Golden skin stretched over hard muscle, a testament to years of discipline and hard work. A faint scar snaked across his ribs with a story waiting to be told.
Logan’s hands moved down to his jeans, unbuttoning the fly with a slow, deliberate pop-pop-pop, eyes never leaving Ethan who was sprawled naked on the sheets. “Let me watch you,” he said, a smile curling his lips.
Ethan swallowed, nerves tingling as he caught the glint in Logan’s gaze. He knew what he wanted, knew that look, and as his hand drifted down, he wrapped around his cock.
The first slow slide drew a flex under his grip, a tight pulse as he squeezed.
Logan watched, transfixed as he slid his jeans the rest of the way down and stepped free. Kicking them aside with his briefs, he stood there, his cock jutting out proud, thick and erect, a bead of moisture glistening at the tip.
Ethan breathed hard as he stared up from the bed, his hand faltering slightly as Logan gave himself a quick tug. He let out a low groan, the sound rumbling from deep in his chest with a primal expression of need.
“Fuck…” Ethan mirrored with his own moan, the thrill of touching himself under Logan’s hungry stare setting him on fire. His cock throbbed, and he wasn’t sure he could hold out much longer. His release was building too quickly, like a wave about to break on the rocks.
Logan saw it, the quiver in Ethan’s thighs, the hitch in his breath, and grinned wickedly. “Oh no… no, don’t you dare cum yet. I’ve got a lot more I want to do to you first.”
He kneeled down on the edge of the bed, then leaned forward, warm skin meeting warm skin in a connection that went beyond mere touch. He lowered his weight, slow and deliberate, their bodies grinding together with an intense friction that made Ethan gasp out loud. This wasn’t like being with a woman. There were no soft curves, no yielding give, just Logan’s solid, muscular frame, a forceful press that pinned him.
His nipples hardened, sending ribbons of pleasure spiraling through his body. “Holy shit…” he moaned, loud and needy, head tilting back into the pillows.
Logan smirked, then using his strength he flipped Ethan face-down, the bed rocking as he kneaded his ass. His powerful hands worked the muscle with confidence, rough yet tender strokes over his cheeks, then down his thighs.
The pressure felt incredible, and Ethan melted into it, groaning softly.
Logan grabbed the lube, snapping the cap with a flick before he squeezed. The cool, creamy liquid trickled between Ethan’s cheeks, making him clench reflexively. Logan then leaned in, dropping firm kisses along his shoulders, lips trailing down his spine. Each kiss felt like a brand, a silent pledge against taut skin.
He lingered at the base of his spine, breath hot, then straightened, fingers dipping into the crevice. “Relax,” he murmured, smiling as he massaged the oil in, working it deep between Ethan’s cheeks, then inside. Slow and probing.
“Ahhh…” Ethan groaned, a muddle of pleasure and surprise, as one of Logan’s fingers breached him.
Then it stopped, and Ethan twisted with a frown, glancing over his shoulder. “Don’t stop?—”
“Just wait.” Logan laughed as he ripped open the box and pulled out the navy-blue plug. “Woah, you were eager.” He smirked, eyeing its size. “Definitely a step up.”
“You know…” Ethan swallowed, nerves fluttering. “I’m still up for skipping this part, if you just want to…” He met Logan’s gaze, earnest. “I’m ready for it.”
“I know,” Logan said, his smile softening as he stared at Ethan sprawled naked, ass up, skin flushed. Fuck, did he want it? He wanted to claim him completely, to cross that final threshold. But he couldn’t, not yet. “No time today. When we do it, I want to stay after, not bolt and I gotta meet Jess.”
He rubbed Ethan’s ass gently, hand wandering the smooth curves of his hips. “Soon, though. Once she’s gone, we’ll make time. Just be patient.”
Ethan nodded, disappointment stinging, but he got it. “Okay,” he sighed, face-down. His cock was straining beneath him, leaking onto the sheets. “It’s fine. I get it.”
“Now, just relax…” Logan’s grin turned wicked. “I want to make this good, for both of us.”
His fingers probed again, and as Ethan squirmed, the wet patch beneath him grew, the evidence of his arousal soaking the sheets as Logan’s touch stoked his need. “Mmm…” he moaned, “That feels so good.”
Logan thrust deeper, one finger, then two, firm but gentle, a full pressure that stretched Ethan open.
“Holy hell…” he groaned, straining against the sheets as Logan’s fingers found his most sensitive spot. “Fuck…” He writhed, the intensity overwhelming, hips bucking as Logan pinned him down and dripped more lube between his cheeks.
He positioned the toy carefully, one hand holding Ethan open, as he pressed it firmly against his entrance.
“Aahhh…” Ethan cried, his muscles tensing, body thrashing against the intrusion as it slid in. It was larger, and definitely thicker than the last one, and that sharp stretch stole his breath.
“Relax,” Logan soothed, massaging Ethan’s back with firm strokes, easing the tension until the toy nestled into place.
“Mmm… I… I love this. I—” Ethan unclenched, sinking into the bed, the world blurring as his body unraveled like a spool of thread.
He forgot what he was going to say as Logan kissed the cheeks of his ass with a surprising tenderness. It was a moment of intimacy before he rubbed his own hardness between them.
Skin touching skin, a groan rumbled from his throat low and gravelly as his cock throbbed. He then flipped Ethan onto his back and eased his legs wider, standing between them as he guided Ethan’s hand to his cock. “Make me cum.”
Ethan sat up and tugged at Logan’s hardness, fast and furious as his hips thrust into his grip.
“Fuck yeah…” Logan closed his eyes, lost in the moment.
The bedroom was awash with mixed scents, a potent blend of sweat and desire. Logan’s hand roamed up Ethan’s thigh, urging him on. “Fuck… I’m gonna cum soon,” he panted, breathless.
Ethan felt it, Logan’s cock pulsing. His own twitched, the toy pressing on the sensitive spot, intensifying every stroke.
Silence settled for a moment, then a long groan shattered it.
Logan’s warm release splashed across Ethan’s chest and stomach. “Shit…” he shuddered, climax ripping through him, muscles spasming before he sighed, then slumped with relief. “Now let me watch you.”
“You’re not gonna do it?” Ethan frowned, frustration flaring. He’d been holding back, craving Logan’s touch to push him over the edge.
“Is that what you want?” Logan asked, eyes glinting playfully.
He knew exactly what Ethan wanted, and as he nodded, Logan wrapped his hand around him.
Two strokes were all it took before Ethan’s release came. It spilled onto his thigh, as a loud groan tore free from his chest.
He collapsed back spent, and Logan lay down next to him, propped on an elbow with a softness in his eyes that hadn’t been there before. Their gazes locked in a moment of quiet connection as their bodies cooled.
“Thank you,” Ethan whispered, tracing Logan’s cheek and planting a firm kiss, tongues tangling slow and deep.
A sudden loud bang on the front door startled them both, bringing them instantly back to reality.
“What the fuck…” Logan frowned, head snapping up. “Who the fuck is that?”
Ethan’s brow furrowed deeply as he glanced at his watch, a sense of urgency creeping into his voice. “Damn…” His eyes widened, darting nervously back to Logan. “It’s Brick,” he swallowed, scrambling to gather his thoughts. “I forgot, he’s picking me up for drinks.”
Logan hissed, quickly getting to his feet and yanking on his jeans. There was a growing fury that sparked inside him like a live wire. “You didn’t think to mention he was coming here. I thought you meant you were meeting him.” He tugged his shirt over his head with quick, jerky movements. “Shit…”
“Ethan…” Another hard rap echoed through the room, rattling the door’s frame as Brick’s voice boomed with impatience. “You in there? Open up!”
The latch, thank goodness, held firm. Logan straightened, casting a sharp glare at Ethan, who was still sprawled naked on the bed. “Clean up. I’ll get the door.”
“Logan, wait?—”
“Ethan… Hey, buddy…” Brick called again, his tone growing impatient. “I got a crate of beers here… open the freakin’ door.”
Ethan saw rage flood Logan’s eyes, washing away the tenderness that had been there only moments before. Dread knotted his gut. “I’m sorry. With everything that just happened, I completely forgot he was coming.” His eyes pleaded for understanding.
“I said get cleaned up.” Logan shoved on his shoes with an air of finality, ignoring Ethan’s apology. “I can’t believe you let me do this knowing he was on his way here.”
He ran a hand through his hair, his movements sharp and furious. “Do you want us to get caught? Is that part of your fantasy, someone seeing us? I told you, no one can know. That includes Brick.” He threw the towel at him, his glare cutting deep as he stormed out.
Logan opened the door to find Brick holding a crate of beer in one hand, a puzzled frown filling his expression. “Ethan here?”
“He’s just finishing up in the shower,” Logan replied curtly. “You guys heading out?” He checked his watch. “I need to go, I have to pick up Jess. I’ll leave you to it.”
“Sure,” Brick sensed some tension but dismissed it, he opened a beer. “You and him patched things up? Settled your disagreement?”
“Yeah,” Logan coughed awkwardly. “You could say that. Your advice helped.” He patted Brick on the shoulder, forcing a smile. “Tell him I’ll catch up later.”
“Will do. You’re not joining us for beers tonight?”
“No, Jess... dinner plans, stuff to do. Tomorrow maybe.”
Logan hurried off, leaving Brick alone in the quiet.
Ethan appeared a few moments later, a towel around him, hair wet from a quick rinse, emotions barely under control. “Hey,” he said, his voice tight, stomach churning.
“Hey… Logan mentioned somethin’ about Jess,” Brick noted Ethan frowning at the empty apartment. “Beer?” He handed one over. “Then maybe we should get goin’, we got a long night ahead.”
“Yeah, just give me ten minutes,” Ethan muttered, glancing at the counter where the flyer for Lucy’s lay.
Brick noticed it. “You headin’ in a different direction now?” He chuckled loudly. “Lucy’s, ain’t that the new gay club that opened last month?”
“Uh... I think so. I didn’t pay all that much attention,” Ethan shrugged. “Some guy was handing them out on the street, said something about free shots.”
“Free shots? Well, hello, Lucy’s!” Brick grinned. “We should at least check it out, right? And I’m feelin’ lucky tonight.”
“Brick...” Ethan frowned, then chuckled despite himself. “It’s a gay club; you’ll not get much lady luck there.”
“Hey, there’s plenty of great women at gay clubs, and I figure it’s less competition, right?”
Brick’s logic may have been skewed, but Ethan laughed. “Whatever you say.” He really wasn’t in the mood to go out, still feeling the sting of Logan’s anger despite their earlier intimacy.
“Good man. I’ll make a start on these while you make yourself all pretty.” Brick took another beer from the pack, then glanced over his shoulder. “Hey… is everythin’ cool between you and Logan now?”
“Yeah,” Ethan nodded, forcing a smile. “Yeah, we worked it all out.”