I love reviewers, I've had a rush of inspiration and have written a lot thanks to you...and feel guilty about delaying posting more. I'm still sticking to my rule of reading everything through a couple of times, but I have enough written that I feel confident posting every day. Can't wait for "City is Ours" to come out :)


"Ok James," Logan said as he pushed the blanket off of his bed and stacked two pillows in about the center. James gulped and twitched nervously. He felt like a girl. Logan continued, rubbing his hands together, "First thing first is the foreplay. Major key to turning on the fire."

Logan reached up and brought down James's head so he could kiss him. James sighed at the tentative caress of Logan's lips as opposed to the harsh press of Travis's. Logan's hands caressed the back of his neck in away that caused tingles to travel down his spines. James felt a moist tongue sweep across his bottom lip and tickle the corners of his lips. He parted his lips slightly and felt Logan suck on his bottom lip. One of Logan's hands drew slowly up and down his bicep, tickling the little hairs on his skin. James let his hands travel up to settle on Logan's thin hips. James let his tongue reach forward and taste Logan's bottom lip, his teeth, and his tongue. Logan broke the kiss to breath hot breaths onto James's neck, before pecking little kisses under James's jaw. When Logan's hot mouth caressed the brunette's neck just below his ear, he threw back his head and let out a moan. He felt warm, calloused hands reach under his shirt and rub across his abs.

"You're so hot," Logan murmured as he leaned in closer until his entire lower half was plastered against James's. James let his hand travel underneath Logan's shirt to run up the shorter boy's back.

James felt Logan draw his shirt up and off and felt the chill of the room on his chest. He returned the favor and their bare chests pressed against each other. James gasped as one of Logan's hands pinched and caressed one of his nipples. The other stroked the bulge in his pants. James just let his hands roam all over Logan's back and chest, savoring the smooth skin and hard muscle.

Logan slowly drew down his zipper and popped open the button of his jeans, running one finger along the waistband of James's boxers. The brunette moaned and jerked forward. Logan smirked and drew down both the boxers and jeans until they fell and pooled around James's ankles. Logan's eyes widened almost imperceptibly and he cleared his throat. The taller boy's erection rubbed against Logan's waistband. James fumbled and pushed Logan's pants away.

Logan took his and James's erections in his hand and stroked up and down once. James let out a strangled gasp. Logan leaned up and pressed a kiss to James's lips again. With one hand, Logan led James to the bed and gently pushed him until he was lying over the pillows with his ass in the air. James took in a shaky breath. He felt strong, yet gentle hands part his legs and Logan settle between them.

"Now, the next part is preparation. I'm going to stretch you with my fingers. I'm using a lot of Astroglide, which is water based and won't damage the condoms," Logan explained breathlessly as he coated his fingers in lube, "It'll be kind of cold," he said as he touched drew one finger across the taller boy's hole. James gasped.

He pressed one finger into James and waited, watching as his finger was swallowed up. James had every muscle in his body tensed and Logan could feel his finger being squeezed. He imagined his cock inside of that muscle and promptly began to multiply numbers by two. He got himself back under control and sighed. He rubbed his clean hand down James's thigh.

"Relax," Logan said and drew his finger almost all the way out before pushing it back in. James clenched his hands tighter in the bedspread. He felt impossibly exposed with his friend's finger in him. He forced himself to relax even though his body wanted to expel the intruder.

Logan put more lube on his fingers and pushed in two. He played the game of withdrawing and pushing back in and twisting and scissoring until James had stopped reacting so badly. He pushed in a third finger.

"Ooh," James grunted. He felt his body try to adjust to the intrusion, "I don't get why people do this, it doesn't feel that great."

Logan smirked, that's what he'd been waiting for. He curled his fingers, searchingly, and when he found it James reacted immediately.

"Oh my lord!" James cried out as his body tensed as if electrocuted. He ground into the pillow helplessly. Logan waited for him to get back under control, entranced by the way James reacted, how his muscles fluttered and his hair threw back.

"That's why, it's called a prostate," Logan said and twisted his fingers. James jerked his hips forward. He moaned. Logan continued, "And there are a lot of nerve endings in here."

"Now, I'm going to put on a condom," Logan said and tore open his foil packet, fumblingly slipping the rubber on, "coat in lube," he squirted a generous amount on his hand and slathered up, "and enter you very slowly," Logan said and gently pressed the tip of his cock against James's lubed hole. He pushed firmly until his dick's head was inside of James.

The brunette gasped uncomfortably and tensed up. He worked on relaxing his muscles, but they refused. Logan squeezed his eye's shut, leaned forward and kissed James's back, his hands stroking his sides. Eventually, James nodded for Logan to continue.

As Logan inched forward, he grew concerned. James had his head buried in his arms and was shaking. Slowly, he backed out and took several deep breaths. James looked back at the sudden emptiness.

"Do you want to stop?" Logan panted. James got a deer-in-the-headlights look.

"You can't stop now," James whined, "I need you in me," At these words, James blinked and blushed. Logan looked down at his rock hard cock and back at James.

"Ok, but I need to see your face," Logan said, "Get on your back."

James rolled over, pushing the pillows out of the way. Logan lifted up his legs and placed them over his shoulders. He squeezed more lube into James's hole and massaged it in. James winced at the cold. Slowly, Logan re-entered, easier this time. The taller boy shut his eyes tight.

"Open your eyes," Logan gasped. James opened and looked into Logan's caring brown eyes.

"You have to give me feedback," Logan panted, sweat trickling down his temple, "I don't want to hurt you," James nodded. His muscles relaxed and his body grew accustomed as Logan remained perfectly still. He began to grow impatient.

"Logan, more," he growled. Logan raised an eyebrow. He pushed in the final two inches. James let out a strangled yelp, his eyes rolling back in his head and his hands fisting into the sheets. Logan's cock was squeezed impossibly so that he too gasped.

"James," he panted, "Are you ok?" He was worried about the reaction.

"Oh my god, oh my lord," James muttered, "Please Logan, more," Logan smirked and reached forward to grip the taller boy's hips.

"Hold on tight, babe," Logan said and drew out, quickly snapping his hips forward. James screamed and his legs slipped down to wrap around Logan's waist.

"Shit, you're so, ugh, tight," Logan grunted as he thrust into James's willing body. The taller boy threw back his hair, one hand going to jerk himself off.

James groaned and felt his orgasm coming onto him quickly.

"Logan," He moaned, "I'm gonna cum,"

Logan, who was close as well, gasped out, "Then cum for me," he said, pulling almost all the way out and thrusting back all the way in. James yelped and came onto his stomach before going completely limp . Logan thrust in several more times into the taller boy's body before emptying himself into the condom. He gasped, sitting back on his heels, and pulled his limp organ out of his friend. He tied off the condom and tossed it into the trash bin.

"Thanks," James gasped out, his chest still heaving. Logan looked over at him.

"No problem," Logan panted. He grabbed the moist washcloth from the bedside table and wiped the cum off of James's stomach. James leaned up shakingly and took the sweat pants that Logan offered. Logan pulled on his own and stashed the lube and box of condoms in the bedside table before pulling the blanket up and over both of them. He felt James curl up against his side and couldn't help his eyes from closing.

"Dude, why are they always sleeping in this room," Carlos muttered to himself and climbed into bed.

"No in band relationships?" James questioned, wincing as he prodded at his tender opening beneath the covers. Logan sighed and nodded.

"No in band relationships," Logan murmured and caressed James's head.

"Idiots," Carlos thought to himself and buried his head deeper in his pillow.


Just for future references, Carlos doesn't know what they did, he just knows that they were cuddling. Next chapter or two will be dark, pretty dark, with some hard drugs and stupidity. Heck, if you've read this far, you obviously don't mind that stuff.

Oh, poor lovesick puppies...