BEAUTIFUL DISASTER

 

CHAPTER 9

Remy got up, took a shower and went to fetch a newspaper. He greeted all the staring neighbors and started to prepare a coffee machine. Logan also showered and joined him in the kitchen soon after. He was making a breakfast while Remy teased and put on charm to gain his attention. It worked. He enjoyed Remy’s seducing gestures and found himself falling for his tricks quite easily and willingly. It was like being with Scott again… but different. Scott wasn’t a tease while Remy… Oh gods…

Logan was giving the younger man some things to taste, laughed at his faces and even slapped his ass a few times. Remy enjoyed that more than he should and provoked Logan more and more, swinging his ass, smiling, licking spoons and fluttering his eyelashes. He craved for Logan’s attention with every fiber of his body so much that it was almost painful.

It was perfect until they had to leave and that part was painful even more. Remy was afraid he wouldn’t be able to do it at all but Logan was heading to work… He had no choice…. Logan drove Remy back home. It was Friday so the kid still had some work to do and knew that he just HAS TO go home… This time they were more cautious and Remy got of Logan’s car before the last turn but Charlie was even more suspicious.

“Where did you spend the night, Remy?”

“At my friend’s…”

“Which one?”

“What difference does it make?”

It was really hard for Charlie to utter these words.

“Because I hear some weird things from people around and I’m worried about you!”

“What are you talking about?”

The blush on Remy’s cheeks wasn’t by any means a good sign. The kid knew perfectly well what Charlie was getting at.

“I’ve heard that recently you spend every night in one and the same place.”

“What is this? An interrogation?”

“Don’t get angry, boy. Just answer the question.”

“I’m grown up, Charlie. I can sleep wherever I like!”

“Don’t piss me off, you goddamn brat!”

“Fuck you, Charlie!”

“Is fucking all you can think about? Don’t you have any shame?!!!  He’s my friend, for Christ sake!”

“What are talking about, Charlie?”

“You really think  I don’t know why you go there every day? The whole town is talking about you, that you moved in with Howlett. You’re lying to me that you were at the party or that you slept at your friend’s place, but everybody sees your bike at Jimmy’s all the time and you walking around naked! Why are you lying t o me, Remy?”

“It’s… It’s not like that…”

“Then how is it? FUCK! Remy, tell me how is it because I would really like to know!”

“It’s not what you think. Do you really believe that I hooked up with a guy?”

“What else am I supposed to think, Remy?”

He wanted to hear that it was all just one big misunderstanding, that Remy would never…

“He’s just a friend.” That’s exactly what Charlie wanted to hear. It was alright. Men in his family were no perverts! Technically Remy was his wife’s family but…

Now he just needed to teach Remy to behave!

“Then why do you have to sleep there?”

Remy’s instant blush crushed brutally Charlie’s hopes. Was he lying after all?

“I just… like it there. Come on, Charlie, he’s JUST a friend!”

“Remy….” Charlie rubbed his forehead. He was tired and frustrated. “If he’s just a friend then please, find yourself another friend and stop seeing him so often.”

“No!” Remy’s answer was instant. There was no way in hell he would resign from friendship with Logan. He loved Charlie and owned him a lot but not that! He wouldn’t do that. It wasn’t something he simply wanted. It something he seriously needed!

“No way, Charlie!”

“Damn it, Remy, tell me there’s nothing between you and Jimmy!”

“Why? Don’t you trust me?”

“FUCK, Remy! Just tell me he doesn’t fuck you!” Charlie was a clam man. He never yelled at anyone while sober without some really good reason but this was just too much. He was livid.

“You’re disgusting, Charlie!” Remy wanted to run away. This conversation was shocking, painful  and stressing. He didn’t expect that from Charlie…. He wasn’t ready to think about answers to his questions yet. Even he himself didn’t know what he wanted, but he felt so SO good around Logan… He didn’t want to lose it. And he didn’t want to lie to Charlie, but … oral sex was still sex…

“Say it!”

“He doesn’t, ok?!” That was true but Remy somehow felt like a liar. He felt like he’d just lied to Charlie, like he betrayed Logan and also like he had spit at his own face. He felt horrible.

“Good.” Well, at least Charlie seemed satisfied. “Stay away from that man!”

He tired to answer but no words left his throat. He worked until he couldn’t take it any longer and called some friends to give him a lift.

When they arrived Logan had been standing on his driveway with a hose, washing his car, and splashing the water all around. He was still wearing his dress pants and a white shirt from work but it was almost completely drenched exposing the man’s nipples and perfectly defined abs. Remy hoped he wasn’t drooling… For a moment there he had forgotten about his friends still being there and walked straight to the man that plagued his thoughts since their first meeting.

“Hi, chère…”

It was like walking in a dream.  He was getting closer and closer with every step and before he knew it his hand was reaching forward, sinking in Logan’s wet hair.

Once again Logan  was completely stunned. It was so nice being called that and to be touched so tenderly so… almost lovingly. He knew he should say something along the lines of: “What the fuck are you doing, asshole?” but instead he just pushed the hand away and mumbled: “Stop that…”

Then he turned around to hide his embarrassed expression. Remy felt bad too. He acted on impulse. When they were alone Logan let him do almost anything he wanted so he was used to that and simply didn’t think if it was proper or not. With a nervous smile he turned to his other friends to see if they noticed that awkward moment.

They did. One of them was shocked while the other one was wearing a smirk that was saying: I told you so!

Remy went to his bike and mounted the missing parts while Logan talked to the other guys. With a few jokes and some funny stories he somehow managed to distract them from the ‘situation’ and soon enough it was just another normal afternoon… but Logan ignored him again and Remy couldn’t help but be jealous.

When he had finished his friends tried to drag him to the party.

“I don’t really feel like going out today, guys, but you go.”

“Come on Remy, you have to go! You never miss parties like that. Logan, you too! Come with us! It will be fun. And beer’s for free!”

“Sorry, kids, I’ll pass. See ya…”

“Come on, you used to go with Scott…”

“No means NO. Good night!”

He managed to take three steps when Remy’s voice stopped him.

“Wait, Logan! Can I come in?”

He turned around glaring at Cajun for the sheer stupidity of his actions.

“What for?”

“I need to talk to you…”

That earned them some catcalls. Fuck, he should have known…. He could just go somewhere and come back later, but no, he was stupid enough to say that… Sometimes Remy hated himself for his recklessness.

“Very funny, guys! What do you want to talk to me about, Cajun?”

“About… Charlie.”

“Oh..” Logan didn’t like that answer. He thought Remy was just trying to lie his way into his house again but now it sounded suspiciously like a real  reason. Seeing Logan’s face other guys also knew it was not the best idea to tease either of the two men. They just said their goodbyes and left.

“You are digging your own grave Cajun, you know that?”

“I didn’t mean to touch your hair earlier… I just…”

Logan snorted and went inside, Remy following close behind.

“What is it about Charlie?”

Remy pushed his hands to the pockets of his jeans and took a deep breath.

“He said he doesn’t want me to sleep here. He heard some stupid rumors…”

“I told you so!”

Logan was really tired with all this… 

“Don’t be mad, Logan…”

“Why didn’t you go with those guys just now? They will only add insult to injury.”

“I don’t care…”

“Charlie will try to rip my balls off! He will think you stayed here again.”

“Why? Can’t I?”

Logan tried hard to understand Remy’s motives, his reasoning behind all those stupid things he did all the time but it was hard.

“Why? Are you doing all this just to piss off Charlie or maybe to provoke him to kill me?”

“Why would he? I am the one who came to you, not the other way around!”

“So what?”

Logan was tired and resigned. Trying to follow the Cajun’s logic was exhausting. He turned toward the fridge and took out a beer. He opened it and took a long swing almost emptying the bottle. That’s when the pair of slim arms snaked around his body and Remy was cuddling to his back, his nose nuzzling his neck hungry for his favorite smell.

“What the hell do you want from me, Cajun?” Asked Logan with a sigh.

“I don’t know…” The answer was almost like a moan. Remy really didn’t know what it was exactly what he wanted but he knew that he wanted it really badly. He squeezed Logan tighter and slid one hand under Logan’s shirt. His skin was hot and Remy couldn’t get enough. He whimpered softly and shivered.

Logan’s eyes slid shut as he let himself relax in the other man’s arms.

“Oh chère… Those idiots pissed me off…”

“How?”

“Because they stayed here…”

“You were the one who brought them here, kid.”

Remy’s other hand loosened up Logan’s tie and undid the first and then the second top button of his rumpled shirt. He hesitated with the third but just briefly. Somewhere in the back of Logan’s head the alarm went off. The kid was going to undress him and that would be  bad. He should stop him!

Remy’s hand disappeared in Logan’s neckline and joined the other one in caressing Logan’s body. It teased his nipple …

“All I wanted from them was to give me a lift… not steal your attention. Do you always wash your car wearing shirt and a tie?”

“Some idiot splashed mud on my windshield. I had to sluice down the dirt before it hardened.”

Remy’s nose moved from Logan’s neck and sank in his hair. Cajun hummed in contentment.

“I love the way you smell…”

Logan’s blood was running faster and faster dangerously heading to the south. He was equally relieved and disappointed when the phone rang. He removed the wandering hands from his body and moved to answer the call. For a moment Remy only watched him.

Logan looked great standing by the phone, leaning his back on the wall. His shirt and tie were a mess thanks to Remy’s earlier treatment, his face was slightly flushed… What was extremely tempting was that both his hands were busy – one holding an ear-piece, the other one a beer. He wouldn’t fight Remy like that, especially while talking on the phone with someone from work… And it was someone from Logan’s work. Remy could tell just from what Logan was talking about.

Remy boldly moved forward and with one slender finger subtly teased Logan’s fly. In response Logan held the phone with his shoulder and slapped Remy’s hand. It didn’t hurt bad but still it did hurt a bit. Remy wasn’t going to give up though. He smirked deviously and knelt down. Logan’s eyes widened wondering if it was just a bluff or a revenge for slapping? He tried to push the kid away but to no avail. When he felt the hot mouth enveloping his throbbing manhood it was already too late. He was helpless from this point. Swallowing all embarrassing noises he finished the conversation as fast as he could and hung up.

He threw his head back resting it on the wall and spread his legs to let Remy closer. The other man happily obliged. He was already undoing his own pants to jerk off. One of Logan’s hands grabbed his hair, while the other one still tried to keep the hold on the beer bottle.  Remy sucked hard not wasting any time on gentle teasing. It was hard, it was quick, it was intense. It was something Logan wouldn’t mind getting every day after work….

After that some of the tension was gone. Logan knew he should be mad but after such an intense orgasm he just didn’t have it in him. He was wondering if Remy already knew that… He had a feeling that the answer was yes. The kid surely noticed that it is a very efficient way to distract Logan from being angry…

When Remy came back from the bathroom, where he cleaned himself up, Logan already had two beers waiting for them on the nasty furniture in front of the TV. Remy took one and sat down close to the older man.

“Kid… Why didn’t you go to that damn party with your friends?”

Remy looked up at Logan cutely with his big dark eyes.

“Why didn’t you? And who is that Scott person? That wasn’t the first time I’ve heard that name…”

Logan thought he misheard at first.

“What? You really don’t know?”

“Non… Should I?”

Logan left the room and came back with a framed picture in his hand.

“This is Scott.”

Remy frowned. He recognized that face…

“I saw him on picture in your car. Who is he?”

“He’s my ex.”

“WHAT?!”

Remy almost jumped out of his skin.

“My ex.”

“Ex? Ex what? …X-men…?”

“Yes, Cajun my ex MAN!”  Was the kid retarded or just in shock?

Remy’s jaw dropped. “As in ex- boyfriend? What the fuck?”

How could Logan have a boyfriend? He was straight! He had a daughter! He was…. He… He was LOGAN! …Logan was gay? And openly? … Wait a minute! Was that the reason why everybody talked THAT about Remy and him…?

“We lived here together for three years! I don’t believe nobody told you…”

“You mean you’re gay?”

Logan run a hand through his jet black hair. “You know, Cajun, I was with many women in my life and only with ONE guy! But you can call it whatever you like… I don’t care. “

“Why no one told me…?”

“I thought you know…Everybody knows!”

“Oh FUCK!...”

Logan would be amused by the whole situation if not for the fact that he realized something.

He was disappointed.

He didn’t have any hopes concerning Remy but still…. What happened now was disappointing. Remy wasn’t hanging around him ‘even though he knew’. He was hanging around only because he didn’t know, period. And now he would run away and maybe even hate Logan for lying to him or something… He had no idea how badly his reputation was being spoiled. He thought that it was just ‘talking’, just stupid rumors, while it was true. Logan was gay! Remy probably thought he would experiment on Logan discreetly but now the whole town already suspected much more than there actually was...  He wouldn’t even blame Remy if the kid was angry. It wasn’t Logan’s fault but still… the kid was a victim of this ridiculous situation.

“You know, Cajun, now I understand why you were so cool about staying at my place…”

“Fuck…”

The kid looked crushed. Logan was becoming angry again. He wanted to be left alone. He wanted Remy out of his house. He shouldn’t have let him in in the first place – not today not EVER!

“Easy, kid. Just take your bike and go to the party. These people love rumors but when they realize that it wasn’t true they will soon forget. Believe me. Just like about me… they talked and now… They didn’t even tell you.”

For the first time since the great news Remy looked up at Logan who was finishing his beer. His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down on his throat with every swallow. Remy blushed. Logan’s neck smelled great. It was always enough to arouse Remy to the point of no return. Then he looked down at the picture of a handsome young man. He was wearing glasses and looked like a teacher. And he was able to keep Logan for himself for years. He was able to keep this arousing smell, impressive body and amazing man all to himself. And he wasn’t even THAT good looking. Logan surely deserved more.

“Where is he now?”

Logan looked at Remy genuinely surprised. He didn’t expect questions. He was sure the kid would flee without looking back.

“Scott? He’s in Europe. He got a job offer and rejected it at first, but I forced him to take it. It was his dream and I was the only reason why he wanted to stay…so… We tried to stay together but the distance was a torment for both of us so he dumped me. I guess he thought that it was what I wanted but… Anyway he has a girlfriend there and I’m sure they are about to get married soon.”

“Do you miss him?”

Another surprising question. Was that kid EVER going to leave?

“Very much.”

“Did you love him?”

Remy didn’t look at Logan while asking those questions. He wanted to know but he hated the answers.

“I still do.”  Yea, he definitely hated the answers.

“Was it him calling back then, when I answered the phone?”

“Yes, it was Scott.”

Remy frowned, not hiding his annoyance anymore.

“Why is he still calling you?”

Logan wasn’t in a mood for that conversation but then again, he felt he owed Remy some answers.

“Well… I may not sleep with him anymore, but he’s still my best friend.”

“Aren’t you mad at him?!” Remy didn’t understand. Even HE was angry with that four-eyed asshole for hurting Logan! How could Logan be so calm…?

“Why would I be mad. I told him to go.”

“But… HE dumped you!”

“If he wouldn’t end it then I would. It was hopeless with that distance…”

“You should be angry that he left!”

“I told you, I practically forced him to go. He didn’t even tell me about the offer. I’ve found out by accident. I knew he used to dream about it…”

“Wow…” Logan really was amazing…

“Look, kid, get the hell out of here before your reputation will be beyond repair!”

Logan stood up and stretched.

“Sorry for all this, Cajun, but I really thought  you knew my reputation in this town.”

“You have a reputation of a lady-killer and womanizer.”

“Yea… I have that one too...” Logan chuckled. Remy took it better than he expected. Almost too good to be true… “Turn off the lights in the kitchen on your way out, kid.”

With that Logan left leaving Remy to get himself together again. He fell onto his bed, still in his clothes and listened to Remy’s footsteps as they echoed on their way to the kitchen. He closed his eyes waiting for the sound of the front door closing.

It never came.

Instead he heard a soft  noise of the door to his bedroom. He opened his eyes and propped himself up on his elbows.

“What is it?”

Remy walked to the bed and without saying a word climbed onto it and straddled the lying man. That was not what Logan was expecting. Remy was sitting on his stomach and was taking off his shirt… What should he do? The kid was supposed to go home! Logan should have known that the kid would NEVER leave….  He wanted to point it out but Remy’s lips were on his, and his hands were tangled in Logan’s hair.

For some time now Remy wondered how Logan’s mouth would taste like… Even though he had already sucked the man off  thinking about kissing him seemed… gay.  As weird as it sounds he felt the most embarrassed about kissing… Now the whole town thought they were fucking and it would be stupid to pay the price for something he didn’t get, right? Remy let Logan’s tongue play with his own and moaned. Maybe he shouldn’t have try that. Now he would never get enough. Shit, it felt so good.

Logan pushed his face a bit, just to look into the black-red eyes and try to read them.

“You just never listen, do you, Cajun?”

“That’s a part of my charm, chère.”

“You’re fast… I’ve met you a week ago and you practically live here from the day one. Now you’re already fed up with a couch and want to take the bed?”

“I’d rather if we share! I don’t need your empty bed.”

Logan laughed and rolled over so that he was lying between Remy’s parted legs.

“Have you ever slept with a guy before?”

“Oui, with you on your couch.”

“Do you have any idea what you’re getting yourself into?”

“Non… but I’m sure you’ll show me…”

Remy wasn’t smiling. He was nervous, that much was obvious, but still he looked determined to not back out so… Logan would have to do it for him…. He couldn’t just fuck some confused kid, a kid who would be interested in him for a year or two and then left for a younger guy or for a woman…

“I’m not so sure about that, kid…”

“I am NOT a KID, Logan! I know what a guy like you can use a guy like me, ok? I want that.”

He grabbed Logan’s face and brought it closer for another heated kiss. He really did want that… all of that and more. Logan was driving him crazy. His weight on Remy’s body was a reminder that it was not just another dream. It was real. He was in Logan’s bed and the man was kissing his way down his neck to his nipples. He moaned again and whispered Logan’s name.

Remy’s body was perfect: slim, soft, tanned and delicious. Logan dipped his tongue in a small navel and quickly opened Remy’s jeans. He pulled them down along with the underwear with one rough pull and positioned himself between the slender thighs. Unbearably slowly he licked the hard shaft presented to him so nicely. Few strokes here and there, then a bit of licking and playing with a head before finally Remy could feel Logan’s warmth engulfing him completely. It was too much. He was ridiculously vocal, screaming Logan’s name and cursing in French and English. It was clear that he wouldn’t last long so Logan moved his heavenly mouth lower to suck briefly on skin of his sack. He hesitated for a moment. Moving any further would be something very new for the younger man and Logan wasn’t sure if he was allowed in this territory. He glanced up and smiled seeing how far gone was his future lover. He was already covered in sweat, panting and on the verge of release. What time better than now? He lowered his head again and positioned his arms taking a better hold of Remy’s hips and lifting them slightly.  

When Remy felt something wet circling his entrance he was so surprised he almost sat up.

“Easy Cajun… I won’t touch that if you don’t want.”

“NO!” Logan couldn’t help and laughed at how desperate the kid was.

“No… I mean… I want….I…”

Luckily for the Cajun Logan knew what he meant – he liked it and he wanted more, but how do you tell a guy you want him to touch you…there… with his tongue… ? For Remy it was impossible. He couldn’t utter a word that would have any sense so he just shut up and waited for Logan to take matters in his own hands… and mouth… He trusted the other man completely and felt as relaxed as you could in a situation like this one. He believed Logan knew what he was doing and he would do everything right.  And… oh how very right… Two thumbs spread him for some better access and an agile tongue started to prod the puckered muscles sliding further in with every move. By that point Remy whimpered begging Logan to never stop. Gods, he wanted more…. That was another thing that Logan guessed, probably just because he had experience. The tongue slid out and up, to the spot that Remy didn’t even know he had. It was located between his balls and an ass hole. Logan started to lick it while at the same time he dipped his middle finger in Remy’s body, touching him in places that had never been touched before.

“Aaah… cold…”

“Sorry.” Logan kissed his inner thigh apologetically. “It’s just lube. Are you okay?”

“Yes… more…”

Logan’s thrusts became deeper and his fingers more active. His other hand stroked Remy for a moment before he took the Cajun’s dick back into his mouth and hit dead on his prostate. Remy almost crushed him between his thighs writhing in pleasure and moaning his name.

When his vision cleared up a little bit and he was able to breathe almost regularly again, when his body throbbed with only aftermaths of an overwhelming pleasure, when the shivers died down a little bit and talented fingers abandoned his body, when he lay there so thoroughly satisfied and relaxed he wondered, why for fuck’s sake he had never tried that before….?

He didn’t even noticed Logan leaving and coming back with some towel and a bottle of water. He handed the bottle to Remy and the younger man drank hungrily ignoring Logan’s hands cleaning the sperm from his stomach.

Logan lay down beside him, mildly amused by Remy’s high. He lit a cigar and felt the lithe and still trembling body forcing its way onto his lap. He smiled. Someone was a cuddler! He held Remy closer and covered him a bit with a blanket, as much to keep him warm as to stop himself  from wanting to just fuck the kid senseless… The kid who was completely naked in his laps, cuddling and nuzzling his neck... repeating softly Logan’s name…

“Take you clothes off chère…”

The answer was immediate: “No!”

“What do you mean, no?”

“NO means NO. Don’t tease me, kid. Rest a bit, drink some more and get lost before someone sees you.”

“No. I’m NOT going anywhere.”

Remy wanted to somehow manifest his anger but he was naked and exhausted… He sat up and looked at Logan pouting cutely.

“I know you’re stubborn and persistent like a locust but there is no place for a discussion in this matter. You need to leave.”

Remy’s head moved slowly in a declining gesture. It was cute and Logan just couldn’t be angry even if he wanted to. He needed to convince him somehow…

“You said yourself that Charlie…”

“I don’t care what Charile says, Logan. I want you to make love to me.”

Logan laughed amused by Remy’s affectionate choice of words and his clingy behavior but still kissed his head and patted his hair.

“You don’t even know what you’re talking about.”

 “I know enough. I know that if just stupid fingering felt like that then….”

“NO! You know nothing!”

“I know it may hurt..”

“Good. And try to keep it in mind! Now just go and stop pissing me off.”

“Sorry, love… Remy’s not going anywhere.”

He was in a perfect position to attack. First he surprised Logan with a passionate, wet kiss and then subtly added some molesting. Logan who was hard for the longest time couldn’t help but appreciate every touch. Earlier he ignored his own arousal in favor of concentrating fully on satisfying Remy but now he really wanted - needed some stimulation too…

“You’re killing me Cajun…”

“Please, Logan… I’ll be fine…”

“But I told Charlie I wouldn’t touch you…”

“You already did, chère … deeply.”

Remy may not have had Logan’s experience but he was a man and he knew exactly where to touch to get what he wanted. Logan moaned and didn’t protest when Remy worked on getting an access to his pants. Logan really liked the way Remy touched him. It was always so accurate, never shy or unsure. When Remy touched Logan, he could really feel it.

Was he comparing him to Scott? That wouldn’t be the first. He compared everyone to Scott but this would be the very first time where comparison was not on Scott’s favor. Scott was always too careful, trying too hard… Remy was just doing and that was okay. That was enough. When he was with Scott he felt that Scott was never actually relaxed, he was never fully comfortable around Logan. He just tried too fucking hard. It was because he felt uncertain if he could satisfy his lover and Logan didn’t mind but…. It was there always reminding Logan to be careful too….

That was different. That was… easier, more… natural. It was hard to describe but it was a relief. Like letting go of some burden, a burden that wasn’t heavy or big but still annoying…

It was so tempting to just give up and let it happen. They both wanted it. Remy was grown up and sober. Why was Logan pushing him away so desperately? Was it really just some unclear and unspoken promise he made to Charlie or was it just his own fear? Maybe he was just afraid to let another man so close? Was he really such a coward?

“Wait…”

He grabbed Remy’s shoulders and tried to push his face away from his crotch.

“Non! I’m not letting you go!”

Once again Logan laughed at his serious tone and determined expression.

“Just for a second. Lay on your stomach…”

Remy’s face changed. It was a disbelieve mixed with anxiety and hope. Logan took the abandoned lube and lay beside Remy kissing his back and shoulders, massaging his buttocks.

“I won’t ask if you are sure ‘couse you would probably strangle me this time, but I need to ask you to relax.”

“Okay…” His voice was trembling and soft but Logan ignored it and stared to touch him more intimately. His hand was reaching Remy’s testicles and cock but it also rubbed the cleft between his buttocks, that spot behind his sack and finally – his entrance. After what felt like an eternity of pleasuring Remy with a lubricated hand one finger started to tease the hole, first circling it, like before, then pushing in and pulling out.

“Do you like it here?”

“Ummmm yees…”

 It was obvious that he liked it just from all the noises he was making, but Logan needed to distract him with something.

“How about here?”

He rubbed the finger on Remy’s soft spot and enjoyed the pitiful whimpers the man was making.

“Okay, let’s try something more, okay?”

Remy only moaned something that was supposed to be encouraging so Logan added another finger. The Cajun hissed a bit but some special attention the prostate helped him forget about the pain and made him beg for more. His words muffled by the pillow and mixed with moans were hardly intelligible but Logan once again just knew. The third finger went in almost right after the second and the real stretching began.

“Please, Logan…”

When the fingers were out Remy felt uneasy with the lack of something in there but soon enough he got what he wanted. Logan slid inside him slowly and steadily but surely aiming right to the right place. Remy moaned with both pain and pleasure. His muscles relaxed and quickly adjusted to the huge intrusion and Remy began to look for more contact and friction. From that point Logan couldn’t hold back anymore and fucked Remy like there was no tomorrow growling his name as he came still dressed in his white shirt and black tie, with his trousers somewhere around his thighs.

Remy came twice during that time and it was an amazing ego boost for the older man. After that they lay together in bed basking in the feeling of afterglow still covered with cum and sweat. The first more coherent thought in Logan’s mind was: “I cheated on Scott…” But then Remy climbed on  top of him again and that though flew away from his head. Scott was fucking some girl right now and that was it.

“You lied to me, chère. It didn’t hurt that much. I knew it! I had a feeling that it would be like that…”

He showered Logan’s face and neck with kisses.

“What’s wrong, chère? Are you angry?”

“No, I’m not.”

“Yes you are.”

“No…” Logan kissed Remy reassuringly. “I’m not angry. I Just… feel kind of… weird. I’ve never cheated on Scott before.”

“You still didn’t! He’s got a girlfriend now and you are not her!”

“I know I mean… I’ve never slept with another man… other than him.”

“Yea? And I’ve never slept with ANY guy before.”

Remy sounded pissed and Logan understood why.

“I’m sorry. You’re right. It’s your moment, your first time. I didn’t mean to act like a jerk… or whine… I really enjoyed it, you know. I didn’t expect it to be that good.”

“…..thanks?...”

“I’m sorry. That sounded wrong too…. I mean…. What I meant to say was that it was really, really good… And… I mean… It was great!”

Remy finally smiled and kissed him again.

“Yea, I know. I felt it too. Or was it an earthquake?”

Logan rolled onto him still laughing. It was nice being between these perfect legs… They were both fully hard again. The older man was hovering above Remy with a pure lust in his eyes, looking almost feral, like some wild beast…. It turned Remy on like nothing before. He expected something hard and fast again and for a moment he was afraid that Logan would hurt him but he only kissed him and gently slid back in starting another round, slower and longer then the first one. While facing each other it was different. It showed much more and felt much more… After that neither of them was in any shape to get up and go to the shower…

TBC .................and more fun it that one......Now please rate and review..?