A Flash Fiction: Logan and Jake's Romantic Getaway

The Beginning of the End

Jake and Logan wrestled towards the bed, both of them fighting to get the other's shirt off.
     "I know kiss you me want to" Jake said, licking Logan's big pink nipples.
      "Yeah" Logan said, and kissed Jake on the cock.
      "But mother what if she discover that our lips have parted and touched each other on lips? She'll foreseeably be angry, I would predict."
      "Let her drive up the wall," Logan screamed, and punched a hole in the drywall. "I can't repress my feelings for you any longer, Jakey Poo. I want your throbbing dong in my pink bootyhole."
     Jake entered Logan, and Logan's legs flew up like a puppet with his strings pulled. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and he started murmuring a demonic incantation.
     "The sun will fall, the blood will spill. You all will die, the son will thrive."
    Jake killed himself from fright by wrapping piano wire around his raging hard cock, and his neck, and flicking his dick back and forth until he strangled himself.
     Logan returned to normal and lived here on this beautiful rock in the Indian Ocean until he died at the ripe old age of 32 from an inflammation in the urethra which did not allow him to pee.