Eleven

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LOGAN

Logan waited at the pool until the lights in his suite turned off. He took the elevator back upstairs and slipped quietly into his room, like he had done for the past two nights.

After their argument, he had religiously avoided any interactions with Carlos, always leaving before Carlos woke up and only coming back after he went to bed.

He undressed and crawled between the sheets, rubbing circles with his fingers absently along the length of Carlos' chiseled back.

His lust for the man lying barely two feet away from him was driving him up the wall, and he wanted him, badly. But having him meant he had to swallow his pride and apologise, because there was no doubt that he was wrong.

And Logan would have rather first died before begging another Rivera.

"I'm still up, you know." Carlos' voice cut through the darkness, startling him. He wanted to draw his hand back, but decided against it.

"Go to sleep, then." Logan replied cooly, turning on the lights and lying on his side, so that they were facing each other. He moved his hand down to Carlos' abs and his breath shuddered as they flexed under his touch.

"I've still not let it go, Logan. You need to clear everything up in my head. What am I to you?" He whispered sleepily, inching closer to Logan.

Logan thought for a moment, and smiled at Carlos.

"My fiancé." He said finally, and Carlos shot up, now wide awake.

"You need to work on your sense of humor." Carlos snapped angrily, his face flushed.

Logan sat up and closed the distance between them, and placed his palm on Carlos' cheek.

"Remember i told you there was one more thing I needed your help with?" Logan asked softly, and Carlos nodded.

"This is it. I need you to act madly in love with me in front of my grandparents. They've been trying to play the match maker for me for years. Granddaughters of close friends, girls from influential families, distant cousins...you name it."

"You haven't told them yet that you're gay?" His voice was heavy with concern as he looked up to meet his gaze.

"I've been out since college Carlos, but neither of them take my sexuality seriously. They think it is going to burn out eventually, and they've managed to run off any man I introduce as my boyfriend." Logan said casually and Carlos sighed deeply.

"Logan even if I agreed to do this, no one would believe that we are together. I'm not as sophisticated as you...I don't know how to act around people, you're you, and I'm me...you're simply way out of my league."

Logan chuckled nonchalantly and it irritated Carlos.

"I've been around you long enough to know that once you put your mind to something, you do it perfectly. Don't underestimate yourself, Carlos."

"Okay well what are you going to tell them when there's no actual marriage?" Carlos asked sensibly, holding Logan's hand in his.

"Stop messing my plan up with logic, Carlos." Logan said with a chuckle, pecking Carlos' lips. He nipped at the boy's lower lip with his teeth, rolled over and straddled him, deepening their kiss. His hands ran the length of Carlos' torso as his mouth trailed kisses down his neck, chest, pelvis and along his hardening shaft.

He licked up Carlos' throbbing shaft and the young man shuddered, lying back down on the pillows and tucking his arm behind his head.

"Fuck, Logan." Carlos breathed as Logan swallowed his cock and he thrust his hips upwards into his mouth, lacing his free hand through Logan's thick locks and holding him in place.

Logan's head bobbed rapidly over Carlos' cock as he fucked his mouth, and he growled from pent up lust, writhing with pleasure on top of him.

Carlos' balls pulled up against him as Logan tongued them, and tingled with his oncoming orgasm.

"Aaaah, fuckk!" Carlos screamed, clutching the sheets as come shot out of his cock and down Logan's throat.

His body glistened with sweat and stuck to Logan's as Logan pressed on to him, kissing him again. He pushed three fingers into Carlos' mouth and down this throat, coating them with his saliva.

Slowly, he slid them one by one into his tight ring and prepped his ass, his other hand stroking Carlos' cock until it was hard again.

"Your raw cock is going to feel so fucking good inside me." He whispered, coating it with his spit and positioning it at his hole.

"What the fuck are you waiting for then?" Carlos exhaled tightly, closing his eyes as Logan sunk onto his entire length in one go.

He rolled his hips slowly, torturing the young man under him...punishing him.

"God, you're so fucking tight, Logan." Carlos said, grabbing Logan's hips and thrusting to the hilt into him as Logan expertly clenched around his cock.

He smirked as Carlos' mouth hung open, a sharp breath escaping his lips as he shot string after string again deep inside Logan.

He started to bounce as Carlos stroked his cock, the double stimulation making him faint. He did not last long, and he growled deeply as he came all over Carlos' chest, and face.

His cock throbbed afresh as Carlos fingered the cum from his face and sucked it off his fingers, swallowing every last bit of it.

"That's so fucking hot. I need to come all over your pretty face more often." He whispered, sucking on Carlos' ear as he crawled up behind him and they fell asleep in each other's arms.

When Logan woke up the next morning with his hard on pressed against Carlos' ass, the young man rocking his ass softly against his cock, he realised with growing excitement that it had not been a dream.

"Good morning, you little fucking tease." He drawled as he felt Carlos stir in his arms, and he kissed his hair.

"Morning." Carlos replied sleepily, tucking Logan's arm under his armpit and wrapping it tighter around him.

"As much as I want to stay in bed with you all day too," he paused and planted another kiss on his neck, before continuing,"we have to go to my grandparents'."

Carlos groaned, and Logan chuckled, rocking his hips and fucking himself against Carlos' ass.

"I'm sorry for acting that way with you the other day." Logan whispered in earnest.

"I shouldn't have pushed it." Carlos replied, kissing the back of his hand.
Logan grinned and pulled away, getting out of bed and smirking suggestively at Carlos.

Carlos' eyes bulged and he gasped as Logan scooped him off the bed and into his arms, kissing him deeply.

"Now, why don't we continue this in the bathroom?"

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