Just then the lights came back on. Logan jumped back from Kendall in surprise and put his hands up on Kendall's shoulders when his forward motion (he was still VERY into the kiss) would have pitched him right into Logan.
Logan's eyes were as big as Kendall could ever remember seeing them as they stared into his.
"What are we doing?" Logan asked.
"What feels right," Kendall shrugged, moving forward to kiss Logan again. Logan stopped his momentum again by pushing back against Kendall's shoulders.
"Kendall, I...", Logan stopped speaking-he what?
"You what, Logie?"
"I don't know what this is."
"Why does it have to BE anything? You were upset, you missed me, I came back, I kissed you." Kendall grinned winningly, "YOU kissed me back!"
Simple equation, you'd think Logan could follow that easily.
Logan swallowed and tried to begin again.
"What do you want to do now?" he asked tentatively.
Kendall considered him for a long moment. "I want to take you to our room and do what comes naturally."
Logan blinked, hard.
"An...and what do you think that is?" he barely squeaked out.
Kendall sighed and looked down. "Nothing, I guess," he murmured more to himself than Logan.
"Kendall, look at me, please," Logan said, almost as quietly, but there was a strength behind his soft tone.
Kendall looked up into Logan's eyes. Logan had been afraid of what he might see there; he was afraid he wouldn't be able to look away, to let it go, and he was right. His fingers went from being passively spread against Kendall's shirt to grabbing the material and pulling Kendall back to him. He brought his lips to Kendall's with more passion than before when the lights were out and ran his tongue along Kendall's bottom lip. Kendall moaned and let Logan's tongue into his mouth, and Logan was transported by the warmth and softness he felt. Kendall's tongue met his and they continued to kiss deeply for a few moments. They finally paused for a breath, and Logan leaned his forehead against Kendall's.
"So, bedroom?" Kendall whispered hopefully.
"Kendall, I don't want you to feel that you have to..." Kendall silenced Logan with another kiss.
"Bedroom," Kendall said, and his tone effectively put a stop to conversation or debate.
They walked into their old familiar room, and to Logan, at least, everything looked different, now that they weren't in here to sleep, or hang out. The overhead light was too bright, so he walked over to his desk and turned on his reading light and walked back and flicked off the light switch by the door, leaving most of the room in the shadow of the soft glow coming from the desk. The beds-his was still unmade, he hadn't felt like making it when he got up despite feeling better than when he had gone to sleep in it two days before, and of course Kendall's hadn't been used in months. Kendall seemed to notice the thoughtful way Logan was staring at the jumbled sheets and blankets of his own bed, and he took Logan's hand and led him over to the other bed and sat down with him on the edge of the mattress. Logan looked down at their joined hands.
"Kendall, you don't have to," he began, but Kendall silenced him with another kiss.
"Logan," he whispered in his ear, "what if I told you I really want this?"
Logan chanced another look into Kendall's eyes. He saw want there, and caring, and-what, was he kidding himself? He was no mind reader. The logical part of his brain told him IF he was seeing anything in Kendall's eyes, it was a reflection of what Logan himself desired-he was just imposing it there.
"Logan? Can I kiss you some more?" Kendall's voice was a soft purr. Not that Logan had an ounce of reserve to resist him anyway, but if he had, that voice would've melted it away. Logan nodded, unwilling to trust his voice.
Kendall softly kissed him at first, but considering how heated things had gotten before the lights came back on, they quickly found themselves back to the level of arousal they'd been experiencing out in the living room.
Kendall had been holding Logan around the waist, and Logan's arms were wrapped around Kendall's shoulders. Kendall began rubbing his hands up and down Logan's sides, and then brought his left hand down to Logan's lap. Logan gasped into Kendall's kiss as his fingers fluttered over the rising bulge in his sweatpants. Suddenly the angle they were sitting at on the bed seemed too awkward. Logan let himself back fall onto the mattress, pulling Kendall with him by gently cradling his face in his hands and bringing their lips back together once he was lying down. Kendall moved so his torso was lined up next to Logan's, and grasped Logan's growing erection firmly through the material of his pants. Logan opened his eyes wide and moaned.
"Logan, I want you," Kendall whispered between fervent kisses. That gave Logan pause. Kendall had said they should do what came naturally, and he naturally wanted to come, but just HOW things worked in these situations? That was still one of life's great mysteries, as far as Logan was concerned.
"Uh," he kissed Kendall some more, stalling for time. Think, Mitchell, THINK, he told himself. Kendall continued to rub and grasp his erection, and for some reason, that seemed to make thinking damn near impossible. Kendall broke their kiss and started nibbling on Logan's earlobe, and then working his way down Logan's jawline, and then down his neck, and then he finally let go of Logan where he was holding him, but pushed up on his shirt and Logan sat up with a giggle. "That tickles!" he said and Kendall growled, "Adorable," and used the advantage of Logan sitting up to remove his shirt. Kendall then looked down at his own shirt, and noticed he was still wearing his winter coat and scarf. He grinned impishly at Logan and stood up and quickly removed the coat, scarf, plaid shirt, and thermal undershirt he had been wearing. Before Logan had time to register Kendall had just thrown half the clothes he'd been wearing across the room, Kendall was back on the bed, pulling Logan back to the prone position they had been in before, and now the feeling of skin on skin was making Logan very interested in seeing what might happen next.
Kendall went back to kissing Logan's neck, but before he could get much further, Logan pushed Kendall onto his back. He began kissing Kendall's collar bone and rubbing his hands across Kendall's abs. Kendall made a delightful sound at that, and Logan pulled back to look at him, but just as he was about to get lost in Kendall's green eyes again, his gaze was captivated by Kendall's left nipple-the light from the desk lamp was hitting it just so. It looked so soft, and WHY hadn't Logan ever noticed Kendall's nipples before? Why did men have nipples anyway? Kendall cleared his throat.
"Um, Logan? You okay there?" he croaked.
Logan shook his head as if to clear it and brought his mouth swiftly to that left nipple. He swirled his tongue around it experimentally, and decided it tasted just as good as it looked. Kendall moaned and brought his hips up toward Logan, which resulted in Logan feeling Kendall's member straining against his jeans. Logan had the fleeting thought that those jeans couldn't be as comfortable as his sweats, and that he should do something about that for Kendall, so he pushed his hips down against Kendall's, and, without ever removing his mouth from Kendall's nipple, unfastened the buttons on his jeans and even worked the material of the pants down a few inches. Kendall brought his hands around to cup Logan's ass, and pulled Logan so he was resting between Kendall's legs and they commenced grinding against each other while Logan paid some attention to Kendall's right nipple. Kendall started to buck up against Logan in earnest, and Logan looked up into Kendall's eyes once again.
"Logan, please, I want you," Kendall began. "I want you inside me," he finished in a whisper. Logan's eyes popped open really wide yet again.
"But..., that is to say, I haven't ever," Logan stumbled over his words. He cleared his throat and started again, "It doesn't have to be me...doing the..." he stopped helplessly and looked at Kendall.
"Yeah, it does. Our first time, it has to be me-I'm not going to put you through anything that I don't know what it's like for myself, and from everything I've read, the, uh, guy on the uh, erm, bottom? Shall we say? Yeah, for him, the first time, can, uh, hurt," he finished red faced. Logan lurched forward and kissed Kendall full on the mouth.
"You don't have to worry about me, Kendall. If we're going to do this, I'm willing-" Kendall cut him off.
"LOGAN. We're not going to sit here and fight over who has to bottom! Wow, that might be the gayest thing I ever say!" Kendall cracked himself up, and Logan found himself laughing as well. Kendall took the opportunity to stick his tongue back into Logan's open mouth. The quick shift from amusement to passion took them both by surprise. Kendall was back to business. "Logan, please, now, I want to, I want YOU to."
Logan tried to come up with an argument to put a stop to this, but since he felt he wanted it too, what could he do? He simply nodded, and kissed Kendall yet again.
This time Kendall pulled back. "Uh, the thing is, I don't have a, ya know, a condom?" Kendall told him.
"That's okay," Logan replied quickly, "I've never done anything, so I don't have anything STD-wise, and, ya know, can't get pregnant!" he tried to end on a cheery note.
Kendall asked him, "You've never done ANYTHING?"
Logan shrugged. "No," he answered, "I already told you Camille and I never did."
Kendall scoffed, "Well, sure, I remember that-but there's never been anybody else?"
Now it was Logan's turn to scoff. "Kendall, who would there have been? Camille was the first girl I ever talked to-you know I didn't talk to, let alone date, anyone in Minnesota. And no other girl here would go within ten feet of me once they saw Camille slapping me around the Palm Woods-they didn't dare get on her bad side, even when we were on the outs."
"But not even on the road? When we were on tour?"
"Kendall, you were with me on tour-when did I have time to sneak off and find some willing groupie and have my way with them?" Logan's lower regions were getting bored with this conversation. He needed them to be back on point.
"What about you? Did you and Jo-" he began.
Kendall stopped him quickly, "NO-talk about when would we have time?" Kendall snorted.
Logan was puzzled. "You guys went out for over a year."
"And that was the key-we were always OUT. Don't you remember how many stupid picnics I was always setting up to have with her? She always wanted to be out where we'd be seen, and people would see me making a fuss over her. The one time she agreed to anything close to a private date was when we were going to the movies but only because it was the premiere of the hottest date movie out at the time, and that didn't even work out because we brought Carlos along and before the show even started, she left. I was a photo op to her, Logan. Nothing more."
Logan thought that was kind of shitty. Then he remembered what Kendall had asked of him, "And, no one else? Before, after, or on the road?" he asked shyly.
Kendall grinned. "Nope-if you'll recall, I didn't even notice girls back in Minnesota; and then once we got out here and went out on the road-all that time I was with you that you couldn't be off with groupies? I was WITH YOU. And, I didn't date anyone once I broke things off with Jo-the whole point of that was spending as much time as I could with you." His eyes clouded over at that thought, and Logan figured he was thinking about the reason they decided they had to spend all their time together. Maybe he should say something about how his heart had seemed to stop but...
Before that thought could formulate in his mind, Kendall was kissing him with more passion than before. He also had brought his hand down to Logan's penis again, and was trying to stroke him through his sweatpants.
"Logan," he mumbled into Logan's cheek, and then decided to poke the tip of his tongue into Logan's dimple there, because he could. "Logan, enough talk. Let's agree that we don't need a condom and," Kendall figured Logan got the gist and settled for nibbling gently on his jawline instead of finishing the thought with words.
"Huh," Logan said on a long breath, "Um, yes, well, right. Well, where condoms aren't necessary here, I do have say lube of some sort is-everything I've read leads me to believe it's indispensable-we really can't do, uh, this, without it."
Kendall continued to lick and nibble Logan's jawline and neck. "And just what have you been reading?" he asked, his lips tickling against Logan's neck as his mouth formed the words.
"Ah-One Direction fan fiction?" Logan answered sheepishly.
That answer surprised Kendall into pulling back and looking Logan right in the eye. "You've been reading WHAT?" he squeaked.
"Hey, you were the one that was happy I stopped burying my nose in text books and science manuals. I couldn't read just P.G. Wodehouse all the time, you know!' Logan could feel his cheeks burning red.
"But-FAN FICTION?" Kendall asked incredulously.
"It's easy to find, you get to read a lot of different styles of writing in one place, and it's a quick read, usually," Logan wrapped up, a little lamely.
"But, One Direction?" Kendall asked again, laughing a little by now.
"I didn't want to read about us," Logan began.
"No way! There's stuff on there about us?" Kendall couldn't believe it. "Although, if there's stories about Jo, she'll probably be thrilled," he continued, more to himself than Logan. "Baby oil."
Logan looked at him in confusion and puckered out his bottom lip. Kendall groaned and placed his own lips around Logan's bottom lip before he could take it out of the pout. Kendall sucked gently on it and Logan swore that he, Logan, swooned. "Buhby hoil?" he tried to say.
Kendall smiled, releasing Logan's lip, and repeated, "Baby oil. My mom and Katie keep some in their shower-supposed to keep their skin soft or something, I don't know. Wait here."
Kendall was back faster than Logan could've thought possible-Kendall had some damn long legs, and even though his pants were unfastened, they stayed up enough for him to walk around in. He was carrying a plastic bottle with a pink cap, and he had a big smile on his face.
"Okay, fan boy-what does the internet say we do with this?"
Logan pressed his lips together in a line over that fan boy crack, but he was mesmerized by the thought of what he was about to do with the contents of that bottle. "Well, uh, I gotta, mmmm, prep, uh, you," he explained.
"You have to do it?"
Logan grinned, "Well, there's no rule that says I have to do it, you could do it yourself, but let's just say I'd like to give it a try." Kendall grinned back and handed the bottle to him.
"Lie down," Logan said, flipping open the bottle with his thumb.
Kendall stood there smiling at him. Logan looked up at him with raised eyebrows.
"Logan, I know it's our first time, and you've been the one reading up on the subject, but wouldn't it help if I had my pants off?"
Logan blushed. "Of course," he said.
"And how 'bout while we're about it, you take yours off too?" Kendall grinned, obviously enjoying the blush as it deepened on Logan's normally snow white cheeks.
Logan huffed and stood up. "I seem to have my hands full," he said innocently, pointedly looking at the plastic bottle which he quickly wrapped both hands around to appear more helpless.
Kendall paused in the act of pushing his pants down and shot Logan an "I can't believe you" look, until he saw the playful light in Logan's eyes. He quickly finished pushing his pants down and then got stuck, since he had neglected to take off his boots. Logan laughed and put the bottle down on Kendall's nightstand and grabbed Kendall's shoulders and maneuvered him around so his back was to the bed. He gave Kendall a playful shove so he sat down hard, then Logan crouched down and worked off one boot and then the other. Looking up at Kendall with a more serious expression now, he tugged Kendall's pants off and then peeled his socks off. As soon as that was accomplished, Kendall let out a low growl and pulled Logan back to a standing position while he simultaneously stood up from the bed. He latched his lips onto Logan's shoulder and trailed his mouth down to his belly button while he pushed down Logan's sweatpants to about his knees, when Logan grew impatient and pulled them off the rest of the way and then hopped from foot to foot as he took his socks off. He looked back up at Kendall and Kendall swooped down to capture Logan's lips in another kiss. Their tongues were sliding together when Logan noticed a tickling feeling again at his sides-Kendall was pushing down his boxer briefs. Logan decided that was a great idea, and returned the favor by pushing down Kendall's. They both stopped when they couldn't reach any further down without breaking the kiss, so then they broke apart and each went to pull their own underwear off the rest of the way-and promptly smacked their foreheads together.
"OW!" they pretty much yelped in unison. They looked into each other's eyes and began to laugh again, and each took a step back, just as synchronized as any dance move they had ever done on stage, and finished getting their shorts off. Now there was at least a yard of space between them, and they seemed to get shy with one another. Logan looked down at Kendall's feet for a second, and then chanced a look back up to Kendall's eyes.
"Hey, you," Kendall said quietly, taking a long stride forward to close the gap between them and then wrapped one arm around Logan's waist and the other going down over his shoulder in a hug. It sort of surprised them both, but then Logan leaned into it and realized he felt what he always felt when he was close to Kendall-warm and safe. He brought his arms around Kendall too, and just stood there for a moment, finally feeling he might for once be close enough to Kendall so that he didn't have to want for more.
"You're my best friend, you know that?" Kendall whispered into Logan's hair. Logan squeezed Kendall tighter and with a nod moved his head down so his ear was against Kendall's chest, listening for a moment as his heartbeat sped up. Then Logan lifted his head to look at Kendall again and Kendall tilted his head down and found Logan's lips with his, and they both shifted their feet and suddenly found themselves in full contact with one another. Kendall deepened this kiss, but then broke away and grabbed both their pillows off of Logan's bed and tossed them on his own and pulled back the sheet and blanket. Then he took Logan's hands in his and sat on the bed and swung his legs up onto it, then gently tugged Logan's hands forward to get him to join him on the bed. Logan smiled shyly as he climbed onto the bed and watched as Kendall reclined back so he was resting against their stacked pillows. Kendall released Logan's hands, and Logan put them up on Kendall's shoulders and kissed him and tried to remain calm when his cock came in contact with Kendall's tummy as he half straddled/half hovered over Kendall. Kendall's hands found their way back down Logan's ribs and he slid them down lower where they rubbed over the dimples on his back. Kendall moaned wantonly and dipped each of his thumbs into Logan's back dimples and rubbed soft circles there. Logan arched his back in pleasure, creating more contact with Kendall in the front. When his brain registered the fact that Kendall had an erection right alongside his own, Logan decided it was probably time to get the baby oil involved.
He brought his knees up under himself between Kendall's legs and reached to the nightstand. Once the bottle was back in his hands, he went to look up at Kendall, but his eyes swept over Kendall lying before him and he had to take a moment to appreciate what he was seeing. After more than half a lifetime together in hockey locker rooms, being roommates, sharing a bathroom at home, and hotel rooms, and tour buses, and backstage quick changes, all the guys had seen each other naked, in flashes, plenty of times. But Logan had never seen Kendall like this, lying back and waiting just for Logan.
"You're quite beautiful," Logan whispered, the words flying past his lips almost as soon as his mind had the thought.
"Was just thinking that about you," Kendall smiled at him.
Logan blushed, and leaned forward and gave Kendall a quick kiss. Then he sat back and poured a little pool of baby oil into the palm of his hand, placed the bottle back on the nightstand, and rubbed the oil around three of the fingers on his other hand. Kendall watched the procedure closely, but didn't say anything.
Logan took in a deep breath. "You ready?" he asked. Kendall smiled and nodded, maybe even unconsciously spread his legs a bit further apart. "Oh, wait! I just remembered," Logan began. Kendall let out a small whimper of frustration. "No, this is important. It'll go easier on you if you're up on your hands and knees," Logan told him.
Kendall raised an eyebrow at him. "It says that in 1D fan fic?"
"No, silly. I read it in 'Savage Love'," Logan reprimanded him. "He's an advice columnist..."
Kendall cut him off, "I know who Dan Savage is, Logan, I know about the It Gets Better project. But, anyway, no way am I turning around for this-I want to be able to see you."
"But Kend..." Logan was cut off when Kendall scooted down a bit on the mattress and squeezed his legs against Logan's thighs.
"Let's do this," Kendall growled seductively.
Logan bit his lower lip, looked at Kendall, and then leaned forward and gently pressed his lubed up forefinger against Kendall's bottom. He immediately felt self-conscious, and did what he automatically did in situations where he felt he was in over his head. He looked to Kendall. Kendall was watching him closely, and when their eyes met, he smiled softly and said, "C'mere." Logan leaned over his body again, and Kendall craned his neck up and began kissing Logan, holding his head in place with one hand softly pressed to Logan's neck, and holding himself up on his other elbow. Kendall was lightly rubbing circles into the bottom of Logan's hairline, and Logan pressed his finger against Kendall's hole. He gently slid the one finger in and started to circle it around a bit.
"Is that okay?" he whispered into the kisses he and Kendall were sharing.
"Uh, yeah, actually, it is. It felt a little weird at first, but...don't stop."
They put a little more passion and movement into the kissing they were doing, and Logan added his middle finger to the first finger and really began to try to stretch Kendall as best he could.
"Okay?" he asked again.
"Logan, it's, uh, it's gonna kinda kill the mood if you keep asking me every step of the way-just figure if I'm not saying anything about it, you can keep on going."
Logan took a deep breath and went back to kissing Kendall, trying to remember anything useful he had read. He thought of nearly every story mentioning crooking fingers, so he did that, and Kendall responded immediately, "Oh, GOD-do that again!" Kendall said right into Logan's kiss, and then bit down on Logan's lip for added emphasis. Logan grinned and complied, sweeping his fingers over the spot again and again. Kendall started to bear down and push himself onto Logan's fingers, and Logan decided he could add his third slicked up finger to the procedure.
Kendall's breathing was getting quite heavy. "More, unh, Logan! More!"
Logan had no idea if he had done enough to prepare Kendall, and just kept thrusting his fingers into Kendall and tried to move them around as much as he could, but the man under him was becoming quite agitated, and Kendall finally grabbed the bottle of baby oil off the nightstand, poured a good amount into his hand, and started stroking Logan with it. "Logan, NOW, please. I want you now."
Logan had never felt so good in his entire life. When Kendall's warm, slicked up hand began pumping him, he almost came then and there. Kendall started to actually pull Logan closer to him by the hold he had on his member, and Logan knew he had to just go for it. He wrapped his own hand around the base, and Kendall tilted his hips up. Logan pushed against Kendall, and then slowly worked his way in, watching Kendall's face beneath him the whole time. Kendall got quiet, this was quite a bit more substantial than Logan's fingers invading its way inside him, and when Logan saw tears spring to his eyes he was going to pull out. Kendall either sensed something in Logan's look, or felt him stop moving forward, because he quickly gasped, "No, don't stop, don't go back."
Logan didn't know what to do. He could not hurt Kendall, no matter how incredible he was feeling pushing into this new sensation of tight heat. Kendall wrapped his legs around Logan's waist and pushed his hips even further towards Logan. "Logan, don't STOP-it'll feel better in a minute, I know it will."
Logan did as his friend wished, and kept slowly working his way inside Kendall. Once he was in to his hilt, he just stopped and wiped Kendall's tears away as Kendall lay there with his eyes squeezed shut.
"Hey," Logan whispered, "please look at me."
Kendall opened his eyes to find Logan just inches above his face. Logan gave him a soft smile, and gently kissed him on the lips. "You okay, Kendall?" he asked, his words hushed and his eyes worried.
Kendall broke into a beautiful smile. "Logan-we're connected. We're together." His voice held a tone of wonder that caused Logan's eyes to tear up. "You can go ahead and move now, Logan." Kendall's voice was a caress.
Logan concentrated on finding that spot that his fingers had made Kendall feel so good at. He bit down on his lower lip, slowly pulled back from Kendall, tried to change his angle a bit, and carefully moved back in. He pushed in and out a few times, trying to angle his hips differently each time, and suddenly Kendall was moaning and pushing back against him.
"Oh god, Logan, right there, right there, right there!" Kendall was getting louder with every push from Logan. They were both rocking against each other, Logan seeing Kendall's face below him become more and more enraptured. Now that he was convinced he wasn't hurting Kendall, Logan allowed himself to notice what he was feeling, and he felt GOOD. He sped up his thrusts and tried to push deeper into Kendall each time. They worked themselves into a good rhythm, each chanting the others name. Logan reached between them and started stroking Kendall in time to his thrusts. Kendall let out a loud cry at that, and told Logan he was close. Logan smiled at him and stroked faster, moving his hips faster as well. Kendall had his hands on Logan's hips, pushing and pulling him as Logan had him seeing stars. "Logan, I'm gonna..." Kendall gasped out, his voice already raw from yelling Logan's name so often.
"Let go, Kendall, I want you to, I'm right here," Logan promised him.
Kendall swore he was already floating inches above the mattress. He had never felt so transported in his life. There was no pain now, only pure pleasure and bliss, all coming from the things Logan was doing to him. "Logan, I lo-Logan!" he finished with a cry, his ejaculation finally letting loose between them. Logan continued stroking him and Kendall clenched around him inside. This new sensation, plus seeing Kendall coming undone beneath him brought Logan to orgasm. He closed his eyes and rocked against Kendall until it was over, with Kendall leaning up to kiss him once again as Logan came down from his high.
Opening his eyes, he asked Kendall, "Was that okay?"
Kendall grinned and whispered, "Wonderful."
Logan smiled back at him, his big brown eyes shining, "Wonderful, huh? I'm glad." He gently pulled out of Kendall, and rolled over Kendall's leg so he was laying on his side next to him. Suddenly he was more tired than he could ever remember being in his life. He looked at Kendall and sighed. "Should we shower? We're kinda sticky here now."
Kendall looked at him appraisingly. "I don't mind if you don't mind-you wanna wait till morning?"
Logan gave him a blissful, tired smile and nodded gratefully. Kendall pulled up the sheet and blanket around them, and cuddled Logan close to his side. Logan wrapped his arm tightly around Kendall, kissed whatever part of Kendall his head was resting against, and Kendall kissed his hair.
"G'night, Logan," Kendall murmured.
But Logan was already asleep, with a smile on his face.
Author's Note: I'm putting this at the end of the chapter this time, because this chapter flows from where I left off in the last one, and it just made more sense to me not to interrupt there. So, here begins the "later chapters" this story was rated M for. And, fun fact: this chapter is the first one I wrote, before I even had the whole plot in mind from The Blue Castle (I hadn't read Lucy's book yet when I started writing this way back when). Those of you who know me from my blog know I'm more comfortable writing fluff-and before I wrote this chapter, anything Kogan I had written up until that time, I just sort of implied any sexy times that were going on, and didn't attempt to write it out-all the good stuff would happen "off the page". So finally, after reading lots of other fanfic, I gave myself a stern talking to and made myself take the plunge. I did do some online research, so, even though I'm not sure they'd have all this conversation while erect, according to the interweb anyway, it's entirely possible they could BE erect for 20 minutes or more, as young men in their sexual prime. So, good for them, right? And, yeah, so, I made them 20 year old virgins, but you know what? I'll stick by that in showverse-if I were either one of them and had the other one right at my side my whole life, I wouldn't be interested in having sex with other people either. And if they were both too timid to act on any feelings out of fear of ruining their friendship and the closest bond either of them had with another person on this planet, would you blame them?
Anyway, as always, anything you may recognize isn't mine, and I don't own these characters, but boy if I did...
