Chapter One
Logan was shaken awake. He rolled over in his bed to fine Kendall standing over him. "Kendall what's wrong?" Logan asked surprised to find Kendall in his room.
"You were yelling for me. I could hear you from in my room." Kendall replied. Kendall's room was down the hall from Logan's. He must have been yelling very loud for Kendall to hear. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah I'm fine. I think I was just having a bad dream." Logan said. But it was no bad dream. This was the third night this week Logan found himself screaming for Kendall is his sleep. Luckily this was only the first time Kendall had heard him. He had been having a lot of dreams about him. Dreams of passion, lust, and desire. Logan's subconscious wanted Kendall real bad.
"Well I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I'm going back to bed." Kendall turned to the door and opened it. Logan sat up in his bed. "Hey Kendall."
Kendall turned around. "Yeah?" Logan wanted to tell him why he was calling out his name but couldn't find the courage. Logan liked Kendall. He wanted nothing more than to be with him and spend every moment together but he did not know how Kendall felt nor how he would react.
Logan hadn't told anyone about his secret fantasy and his sexuality because of his fear that he would be rejected. Not only by Kendall but by everyone else as well. Logan had messed around with guys but it has always been a secret. He experimented with Dak Zevon, Jet, and even Tad from the beach party. He's never had sex with a guy though. He was waiting for the right one. And that just happened to be Kendall.
He wanted it to mean something. He didn't want to do it with just some guy and have them not be there the next day. He wanted to make sure that they were going to stick around and not do something to hurt him. The other boys tried to pressure him into it but Logan was stern and wouldn't back down from his morals. "Thanks for checking on me." Logan said with a half smile
"Don't worry about it." Kendall turned back around and closed the door behind him. Logan threw himself backward into his bed. He let out a big sigh of relief. He rubbed his eyes and rolled over to try to fall back asleep.
Logan woke the next morning covered in sweat. He groaned as he wiped the sweat from his forehead and proceeded to wipe it onto his sheet. He peeled his shirt off and tossed it into his laundry basket and slowly rolled out of bed.
Once standing he reached his arms up and stretched but stopped abruptly when he felt an odd pressure in his groin. He looked down and realized he had been stricken with morning wood. He sighed and rolled his eyes then re situated himself so it wasn't as noticeable. Logan grabbed towel off the end of his bed post, threw it over his shoulder and headed for the bathroom.
Logan walked into the bathroom and closed the door behind him. He reached into the tub and turned the faucet on and then turned around to start taking his shorts off. After removing his shorts, Logan looked at himself in the mirror. I really need to tan. He looked at his crotch in the mirror. I really need to trim too. Logan pulled out his trimmer and started cutting back the dark brown curls above his dick.
Logan swept up the hair on the floor with his hands and flushed it down the toilet. He got in the shower and closed the curtain. He let the warm water run down his body. The water relaxed him. He leaned his head against the side wall and closed his eyes while standing completely under the water.
The door opened and closed. Logan opened his eyes and felt scared. Can they not hear the water running? Logan didn't move. He stood there waiting for them to leave. A few moments passed. Logan was still waiting for them to leave or at least acknowledge he was there and still there was nothing.
"Um..I'm kind of in the shower?" Logan said with a little bit of an attitude. Logan heard the sound of clothes unzipping and hitting the ground his eyes widened and he became very confused. He could see the silhouette of the person through the shower curtain moving towards the tub and his heart started to race. The curtain was pulled back quickly. "I thought you could use a shower partner." Kendall said winking. Logan's heart just stopped at the sight of seeing Kendall standing there fully naked.
There was a bang on the door. Logan jumped and realized he was having another fantasy. He quickly shut off the water. "I'll be out in a second." Logan shouted. "Hurry up I've got a date ya know!" James yelled back. Logan just rolled his eyes and got out to dry off. He wrapped his towel around him, picked up his clothes and opened the bathroom door. James was standing outside waiting with towel and scrub brush in hand.
Logan walked back into his room and closed the door. He threw his clothes in the laundry basket and removed his towel. He stood there naked in front of his closet before finally picking something out. Plaid shorts and a Polo shirt.
After getting dressed he turned around to his bed and looked down at it. His sheets were soaked from him sweating in his sleep. Wow those dreams are really getting heated. He leaned over and removed the sheets from the bed and threw them on the floor next to the basket. Guess today is a laundry day again.
Logan walked over to his dresser and pulled a clean, dry shirt from his drawer and pulled it over his head. Then he pulled his pillowcase off his pillow, realized that both were equally wet and disgusting, and decided that they both needed washed along with everything else. He walked over and balled up his sheets and threw them on top of his pillow and pillow case and headed out into the hallway.
This is the third time this week this I've had to wash my sheets because of these dreams. If this keeps up they're going to get suspicious...or just think I'm a bed wetter.
Mama Knight and Katie sat at the table eating breakfast as Logan walked passed with his wet sheets not acknowledging their existence. Katie and Mama Knight looked at each other and then watched Logan scurrying through the apartment.
"Whoa whoa whoa," Logan cringed at the sound of Kendall's mother behind him. "You're washing your sheets again?" Katie asked. Logan turned around still cringing and nodded. "Logan that's the third time this week you've washed your sheets. What's going on?" Mama Knight asked concerned
"It's not what you think." Logan sighed. Katie and her mother smirked at each other and then looked back at him. "I've just been getting really hot in my sleep and I've been sweating a lot." He explained. He turned back around and continued his mission to wash his sheets before they even had a chance to ask any more questions.
He walked through the kitchen and finally he was at his destination. The laundry room. He plopped the sheets on the floor in front of the washer and opened the top. Full of James' clothes. He sighed and then opened the dryer. Full of...Kendall's clothes... Logan smiled as he started to pull Kendall's clothes from the dryer and fold them in attempt to earn some brownie points from him by bringing him his folded laundry.
After he finished folding his clothes he tossed James' into the dryer and turned it on then finally he was able to wash his sheets. He put his sheets in the washer and turned it on high. Logan turned back to the four mini stacks of Kendall's clothes, grabbed his laundry basket which Kendall had left there and headed back through the apartment.
Logan reached Kendall's room and knocked on his door but he got no response. He knocked again and got the same result. Nothing. He's probably out with Jo. Logan grabbed the handle and slowly opened the door trying to balance the basket of clothes on his knee. When Logan looked up he saw Kendall taking off his towel.
He wasn't out with Jo. He had just gotten out of the shower and didn't hear Logan knocking because he put his headset on. Shit! Logan couldn't help but stare at Kendall for a moment. Kendall turned around and Logan shut his eyes in a panic. Kendall ripped his headphones out.
"Logan what are you doing!" Kendall said with surprise. Logan held out the laundry basket. "Sorry Kendall! I didn't know you were in here. I knocked put you didn't answer and I thought you weren't here and so I was coming in because I folded your laundry and I was gonna leave it on your bed for you. But I didn't realize you had just gotten out of the shower!" Logan could feel himself rambling on. Kendall walked closer. Logan could the distance close in between himself and the naked man of his dreams and he opened his eyes. Kendall was smiling at him.
His smile is what got to Logan. Every time he saw it, Logan could just feel himself melt into a puddle. Kendall grabbed the basket and put it down next to them. "Thanks" Kendall said softly. They're eyes met and locked. Logan couldn't take his eyes off of him. He was just so beautiful to him.
Logan saw Kendall start to close his eyes and lean in towards him. Logan felt his heart start to race and he closed his eyes and waited for the moment.
"Logan!" Kendall yelled. Logan snapped back to reality and opened his eyes. Kendall wasn't in front of him anymore. Logan whipped around to find Kendall standing behind him in the doorway. Logan realized he was day dreaming. "Huh?" Logan said
"Need somethin' bud?" Kendall asked. Logan looked around for a moment trying to get himself together. He could feel himself starting to sweat and his wood was returning.
"Huh? Oh! No. I was just bringing your laundry in for you. It was in the dryer and I folded it for you." Logan said smoothly holding out the basket of clothes. Kendall reached out and took the basket from him. "Thanks." Kendall said. Logan walked passed him and started to walk down the hall. Kendall peeked his head out the door.
"Logan are you feeling okay?" Kendall asked leaning out into the hallway. Logan turned out. "Yeah I'm fine. Just lost my train of thought." Logan said. "No I mean you're sweating. Are you feeling okay?" Kendall specified. Logan wiped his forehead and he was in fact sweating again. He wiped his hand on his gym shorts. "Oh that? Oh you know. Just havin' my own personal summer. It's all good! No need to worry!" Kendall gave a skeptic nod and went in his room. Logan sighed and walked into his room and closed the door.
I'm going nuts! I can't handle this much longer and I can tell that it's just going to continue to get worse until I end up doing something stupid that I will probably regret. I need help. I need to tell someone. Logan paced back and forth in his room racking his brain about who to tell. I can't Carlos because he was a loud mouth; Katie's too crafty and could blackmail him if she didn't approve; James is too busy worrying about his looks to care and I can't tell Mama Knight because…come on this is her son we're talking about. Logan continued pacing. Who can I talk to about anything? Hmmm…. Finally it hit him. Camille…