I was trying to sleep. Naturally, I started thinking about Kogan. Needless to say, I got up to write this.
He needed it like this. He loved Kendall. And he loved the way Kendall gently made love to him. Yet sometimes, Logan needed it hard. Fast. Dirty. Now.
So he powered through, thighs on fire, bouncing up and down before repeating all over again.
Hands scrambling to find anything to hold onto they found Kendall's chest. Palms flat, nails threatening to dig in, he kept on. The burning strain of his muscles was worth it. Worth this.
Looking down through heavy lidded eyes, Logan let out a breathy moan at the sight. Kendall perfectly sprawled out, mouth agape, similar moans spilling forth, letting Logan take everything he needed.
Unable to withstand it any longer, Logan leaned down, lips to Kendall's, groans muffled in the midst.
"Ken…I can't…" Unable to finish his desperate plea, Logan felt Kendall stir beneath him.
Hands grasping Logan's rapidly slowing hips; Kendall's body came to life. Thrusting up into the tight heat; they wouldn't last long.
Slipping a hand between their bodies, Logan stroked himself, urging his own impending release.
Moments later, Logan's sticky, white essence painted Kendall's stomach. A few thrusts later, Kendall finished, deep inside Logan.
Panting, bodies drooping in exhaustion, Kendall lifted Logan up and off of his softening dick.
Flopping to the side, Logan fought to get his breathing regular. Heart rate under control he blindly reached to the side, finding a discarded article of clothing.
Rolling to the side, the brunette cleaned Kendall's stomach of the substance. His actions awarded him a soft smile.
"Fucks sake, are you done now?" Dustin's words were followed with a banging fist to the wall of his adjacent hotel room.
Didn't even think of the song when I wrote "all over again". Then I noticed it and smiled.
Now I need to sleep.
