Gas Station Romance
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X-men Comics › Slash - Male/Male › Remy/Logan
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
3,354
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1
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Part 2
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It was now midnight and the SUV pulled into a Texaco for gas. Logan's turn to drive was next but not before he and Remy slipped into the station to use the facilities. Inside and to the right, down the hall and across from the women's restroom was the men's. A small, one person restroom complete with either toilet or urinal for use. Logan opened the door and flipped the lightswitch to ON before hurrying the younger man inside.
"I don' have ta go, Logan." Remy stared at the toilet in front of him and then turned to look at Logan.
A finger to his lips, Logan smirked and nodded to the sink, to their right.
The floor was clean but a few paper towels had escaped the wastecan to the left of the sink. The mirror was a tall rectangle tilted forward and had writing carved into it by a razorblade; teenage children and their "taggings" had carved a statement of "Louie was here." It was cleaned as best as possible but was smudged from soap water and people shaking wet hands before drying them.
Logan braced Remy's hands to either side of the porcelain sink as he stood behind him, reaching around to unfasten Remy's black jeans. Pushing the denim down, he leaned forward and whispered, "Keep it quiet." As Remy nodded, Logan reached out for the soap dispenser next to the mirror and pushed the button for a small puddle of green liquid in his palm. With his right hand, his left holding the puddle of soap, he began unzipping himself and freeing his erection before covering it with soap. Spreading soft but firm mounds, Logan pressed himself gently inside and waited for Remy to finish his soft gasps before starting a quick rhythm.
"Mmm....mm.....mm......" Was the majority of Remy's speech of gratitude to Logan. He gripped the sides of the sink tighter and tighter while his eyes slid closed and head leaned back. Biting his lower lip and smiling, Remy could think of nothing else but the pleasure Logan was giving him. His knees shook and felt like they were about to buckle but Logan held him up by his hips.
Staring into the mirror, over Remy's shoulder, Logan studied the Acadian's blissful face as his orgasm built enough to burst. Pushing in and slowing to a stop, he held himself all the way in and growled low in completion. A sigh as he removed himself and smiled to the young man who turned around and kissed him, wrapping his arms around the older man. They laughed in hushed tones and righted their clothing before washing up and exiting the room.
Catching a glance at the cashier, to their far right, Logan smirked and winked at the young woman who smiled back. Walking briskly to the vehicle where Jean and Scott now stood in front, still at the pump, they claimed their seats and laughed at their secret. While Jean and Scott went inside for their turns at the restrooms, Logan started the engine but kept it in place at the second pump, middle island, and facing the store while they snapped seatbelts and leaned over to kiss and smile.
Finished Part 2
It was now midnight and the SUV pulled into a Texaco for gas. Logan's turn to drive was next but not before he and Remy slipped into the station to use the facilities. Inside and to the right, down the hall and across from the women's restroom was the men's. A small, one person restroom complete with either toilet or urinal for use. Logan opened the door and flipped the lightswitch to ON before hurrying the younger man inside.
"I don' have ta go, Logan." Remy stared at the toilet in front of him and then turned to look at Logan.
A finger to his lips, Logan smirked and nodded to the sink, to their right.
The floor was clean but a few paper towels had escaped the wastecan to the left of the sink. The mirror was a tall rectangle tilted forward and had writing carved into it by a razorblade; teenage children and their "taggings" had carved a statement of "Louie was here." It was cleaned as best as possible but was smudged from soap water and people shaking wet hands before drying them.
Logan braced Remy's hands to either side of the porcelain sink as he stood behind him, reaching around to unfasten Remy's black jeans. Pushing the denim down, he leaned forward and whispered, "Keep it quiet." As Remy nodded, Logan reached out for the soap dispenser next to the mirror and pushed the button for a small puddle of green liquid in his palm. With his right hand, his left holding the puddle of soap, he began unzipping himself and freeing his erection before covering it with soap. Spreading soft but firm mounds, Logan pressed himself gently inside and waited for Remy to finish his soft gasps before starting a quick rhythm.
"Mmm....mm.....mm......" Was the majority of Remy's speech of gratitude to Logan. He gripped the sides of the sink tighter and tighter while his eyes slid closed and head leaned back. Biting his lower lip and smiling, Remy could think of nothing else but the pleasure Logan was giving him. His knees shook and felt like they were about to buckle but Logan held him up by his hips.
Staring into the mirror, over Remy's shoulder, Logan studied the Acadian's blissful face as his orgasm built enough to burst. Pushing in and slowing to a stop, he held himself all the way in and growled low in completion. A sigh as he removed himself and smiled to the young man who turned around and kissed him, wrapping his arms around the older man. They laughed in hushed tones and righted their clothing before washing up and exiting the room.
Catching a glance at the cashier, to their far right, Logan smirked and winked at the young woman who smiled back. Walking briskly to the vehicle where Jean and Scott now stood in front, still at the pump, they claimed their seats and laughed at their secret. While Jean and Scott went inside for their turns at the restrooms, Logan started the engine but kept it in place at the second pump, middle island, and facing the store while they snapped seatbelts and leaned over to kiss and smile.
Finished Part 2