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Sammy dragged his fingertips slowly from his shoulders to his ass, making him arch his back and lean into the touch that left his skin tingling. His lover teased him some more, caressing the insides of his thighs and brushing his fingers over his balls. The light touch drove him crazy. Sammy was going to make him shoot his load just from caressing him like this. The impatient whimper that escaped his lips, startled him, his head hung low, and he felt his whole body go just a little bit loose in acknowledgment of the need for Sammy to do to him anything and everything his mind was set to. His touch just felt right.
Sammy left a trail of open-mouth kisses from his shoulder to the small of his back, then paused. Logan could feel his breath grazing the most intimate parts of him. The thought that Sammy was taking his sweet time, taking him all in, made him feel like he was drunk with desire.
When Logan felt his tongue on his balls, he held his breath, but there was nothing to prepare him, for the way Sammy took him in his mouth and sucked his balls like they were the most amazing thing he had ever tasted. The way he moaned when he sucked Logan off, always drove him fucking insane, but tonight everything felt like more. The slight vibration that ran through his skin and the way his lips tightened around him made the sensation so much more powerful.
Logan could feel Sammy’s breath on his ass, and he couldn’t help but clench and feel self-conscious, but his lover read him just perfectly. Sammy licked his way up paying special attention to his taint, lingering there, kissing, and licking until he moved on to his hole. Logan shuddered when his tongue circled his pucker and then the tip of his tongue pressed right into the centre of him. He groaned and almost lost it when Sammy spread his cheeks wider apart to get better access to his hole and ate him out with fucking gusto, worshipping his hole. His tongue pressing and eventually dipping inside him had Logan’s thighs trembling.
With his head hung low, he could see his dick dripping a steady string of precum and he could see Sammy’s hard cock between his thighs. He could see his lover reach and give himself a tight a squeeze, then his hand snaked between them and took Logan’s dick in a loose grip, teasing him while still eating him up.
He closedhis eyes unable to control his breathing anymore. He began panting and moaning, and just when he thought he might come too soon, Sammy pulled his hand away and then reached for the lube. He applied a generous amount on his hole, massaging it and applying gentle pressure with his thumb the whole time. He dipped the tip of his finger, and even though Logan was bracing himself for the sensation to feel a lot more invasive with Sammy penetrating him, the reality was that it just felt fucking fantastic. Sammy pressed deeper in, and Logan moaned. His hips just moved on some new sense of instinct, like his body was tuning itself to Sammy and their lovemaking and was revealing to him how good this could feel.
Sammy was kissing his left ass cheek, his breath grazing his hole. The mental image of his lover looking at his fingers disappearing in his ass made him shiver, and he pushed his hips back on his finger. When he felt the tip of the second finger circle his rim, he made another impatient whimper. Sammy pulled his fingers away, then more lube followed, and two fingers were stretching him carefully, tentatively. Logan was floating in a sea of new sensations, sinking deep in pleasure and overwhelming lust for his lover.
Sammy paused for a moment and spread his fingers apart inside of him, he could feel tremors rolling through his body and when Sammy pressed his fingers deeper and hooked them on an angle grazing his prostate just right. He was fucking out of it then, falling apart and flying high at the same time. The shameless moan that escaped him was so loud and needy, it took him a while to realize he was the one that had produced the sound and was continuing to produce equally needy noises, that echoed through the room.
Sammy opened him up nice and slow, with so much care and patience, Logan wanted to freaking kiss him breathless. Once Sammy was pleased with his work, he covered himself, lubed up and pressed against Logan’s hole. His cock breached the rim of loosened muscle, and the sensation was not nearly as painful as Logan had imagined it would be. Sammy gave him time to adjust, but he was fucking ready and pressed back, bottoming out and taking all of Sammy in him.
Sammy held his hips tight and hissed, “Fuck, baby, you feel so fucking good around my cock. So, fucking tight. You’re amazing.”
Logan wasn’t sure how he had been imagining this would go down, but he certainly didn’t think he would love getting fucked by Sammy so damn much. The way his dick stretched him hurting just a little, the pain slowly morphing into flashes of heat. There was so much pleasure in the way he punched into him, then circled his hips and fucked his hole again and again. “You’re so beautiful, baby,” Sammy was murmuring gently.
He clenched, and Sammy groaned, speeding up his pumps. No matter how much he tried to slow down and pepper Logan’s back with kisses once more, he couldn’t hold back. Sammy passionately praised him, “You’re doing so good, baby! I won’t last long. You’re milking my cock just right with your perfect tight ass! Come with me!” He groaned.
His lover reached for Logan, and he felt Sammy drape his body, pressing him into the mattress. They collapsed in a tangled mess, his thighs spread wide and Sammy fucking into him, faster. His hand had Logan’s dick in a tight grip and the friction from Sammy pounding into him and rubbing on the sheets with his hand around his super sensitive cock pushed him over the edge and he could feel himself coming clenching around Sammy’s dick. His heart hammered away in his chest and the insanely intense orgasm he was still experiencing completely overwhelmed him. His whole body tingled, tiny waves of electricity caressing his skin.
“Fuck! Baby, you feel amazing! So good, baby.” Sammy was punctuating every word with a thrust of his hips. “Baby, I’m gonna come so hard! Fuck! Oh Fuck!” His lover groaned and snapped his hips in a quick frantic rhythm just a few more times before Logan was vaguely aware of his twitching dick inside of him, pulsating and filling up the condom with cum.
Sammy collapsed on top of him panting and kissing his neck and his shoulders. When he gently slipped out of Logan, the sensation was strange, but he didn’t have time to focus on it, because Sammy was already nudging him lightly to lay on his side so he could hold him.
“You okay, baby?” he murmured, kissing him gently and caressing his back.
“Mm-hm.” Logan had lost his ability to speak, and that made Sammy chuckle and lean in for another soft kiss.
“Did you like it? How are you feeling?”
“Mm-hm.” Logan just nodded, his lips brushing Sammy’s. Sammy giggled again, then kissed him gently and dragged his fingers over his back until he was completely out of it and had drifted to sleep.
CHAPTERTEN
Logan
Logan and Sammy spent another long weekend together. Waking up next to Sammy and seeing him smile at Logan before his eyes were even open just did things to him, he hadn’t imagined would ever be possible. He knew he was done for, and the thought of being so completely infatuated and yes, probably in love, both terrified him and made him grin like an idiot.
Sammy had left for New York the night before. Two more agencies had asked him to either assist or to lead a shoot and he had taken the opportunities. As much as Logan wanted to keep them both in bed and in their own bubble forever, he knew getting back out there and returning to work was something he also had to deal with. If anything, observing the way Sammy went about his work engagements, gave him hope he could work a flexible arrangement with his father Tom and his brother Lucas.
He had always had his own ideas on venturing into different avenues, flipping houses, renovating as well as building, maybe looking into bigger projects, like estates and being able to expand. He wasn’t planning on accosting his family with guns blazing and making demands, after avoiding them completely for months. He decided to start small. First, he had to make amends and ask if he was needed or if they even wanted him back.
His mother Debbie had been floored by his unexpected call. When he showed up for dinner on the following Monday, the tension in the home of his parents was tangible. He felt like a stranger invading their private space, and it hurt to admit that he had placed himself in that position by refusing to let them be there for him. He could have reached out and asked for help, even if his mother was overbearing and his father had a difficult time expressing himself, or his brother Lucas just cared about going out and partying. They loved him and they hadn’t deserved the cold shoulder they received after his overdose incident. He couldn’t face them and maintain the lie, that he hadn’t meant to do what he had done.
He was humiliated and embarrassed beyond measure, for feeling weak and lost and incapable of picking up the pieces by himself and healing his mind, just as his body had healed. Logan couldn’t turn back time, but he could reach out to his family now and do the right thing. He had his appointment a few hours before visiting his family and maybe that was why he was feeling strangely vulnerable to be with them tonight.
He thought about his conversation with Dr. Sharon Montgomery. The session with his psychiatrist had not gone as “flat” as he had hoped. In fact, after coming clean about what he had been up to, she had remained very quiet for long minutes.
“Logan, perhaps you’re not in the best of care with me. At some point I seem to have lost your trust, and that is essential to what we have been trying to accomplish together. I want to recommend a few other options. I have colleagues I have the utmost respect for, who might be a better fit for you. I want you to feel comfortable and safe on your road to rebuilding your life.”
He thought about it and realized that she made him feel comfortable enough and he could trust her more than he would anybody else. A testament for that was his humiliating admission of planning to kill himself then changing his mind minutes before Sammy got to the house, flushing all the pills, he had stashed down the toilet.
What stopped him ultimately was the shame his wife and daughter hadn’t the choice whether to live or die, and here he was throwing it all away. Sophy would have never wanted him to do that to himself. Moreover, he simply didn't want to die anymore. The spark of hope for something better, that hadn't been there the year before, had given him pause for long enough for him to panic and stop. The entire week of planning had horrified him completely, as he had no idea what had taken over him.
