Uh hi. HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Lol :P I want to thank PlaidSpiderman a lot! I remember reading your review and thinking "this is totally perf omg" Muchas gracias! Thanks also to all my beautiful reviewers! :)

This chapter's for PlaidSpiderman for practically the idea of the entire chapter :D

Hockey Head

'Are you sure you can't come?'

Kendall sighs into the phone. 'I'm sorry, babe. Mom wants me to stay with Katie until it's time for her to go to her Girl Scouts meeting. Last time she ditched it completely and came back home with five hundred bucks that she won in a gambling contest.'

Logan laughs, and it's like music to Kendall's ears. 'But I'll be lonely at hockey practice without you,' he says, sadness tingeing his voice.

'How about you come over after practice?' Kendall says, staring up at the ceiling, a smile playing on his lips.

Kendall can almost see the gears turning in Logan's head. 'Sure. What time is your mom gonna come back home?'

'Late. Very late,' Kendall says, allowing seductiveness to enter his voice.

Logan laughs, softly. 'Awesome. I'll see you later, Ken. Coach is calling us to the ice. Bye.'

'Bye, darling,' Kendall says, a stupid goofy smile on his face, and it never leaves even until after he hangs up the phone.

'Kendall!' Katie's voice comes from outside the door.

'What do you want, Katie?' he says, rolling off his bed, and opening the door.

'I'm hungry,' she whines.

Kendall laughs and looks at his watch. Hockey practice is two hours, and Katie has to go to her meeting in one hour.

'Why don't'cha make something to eat,' he asks, running a hand through his hair and loping downstairs into the kitchen. He swings the door to the refrigerator open, surveying the contents with bland interest.

'I'm too lazy,' she says, plopping her ass on a chair by the counter. Kendall spares a glance at her and rolls his eyes.

He pulls out items that would make a simple, hopefully edible sandwich. He feels jittery, and knows it's because Logan is coming over later. He just can't wait. It was like knowing what you were gonna get for Christmas, and waiting impatiently for Christmas morning, just to open the gift, just so you can hold it and call it your own.

Yup. He fucking excited. He could even see it in his mind's eye. Logan coming all sweaty from hockey practice. He's gonna slam him against the door and kiss his until it hurts.

He's gonna grind their hips together so hard that Logan comes without even touching himself. Fuck.

Kendall can feel the threads of pleasure shooting through his body, and subtly looking down, he could see his semi-hard boner poking a tent in his jeans. He looks up, and Katie's watching outside, but still he's thankful for the counter to hide his... situation.

He takes deep breaths, slapping on some peanut butter, cheese, butter and mayo on the butter without even looking at it. His mind at a total abandon, he shoves it into the microwave. Even the usually annoying beeps of the microwave can't get him out of his semi-turned-on state.

He literally tosses the plate at Katie, who has to react quickly to catch it before it slid off the table. Katie looks at the smoking hot sandwich, before deciding against her better judgement to open it, and just taking bite, and her eyes open wide, running to the dustbin, and spitting it out, and rinsing out her mouth.

Kendall watches her, finally somewhat coming to his senses.

'What's wrong?' he asks her, maybe the mayo is expired or something.

She looks at him incredulously, and he holds up his hands defensively. 'I'm freaking allergic to garlic, Kendall! Mayonnaise has garlic!'

Kendall's mouth forms a perfect 'o', and his mind goes 'fuck'.

Thank goodness Katie had realized before, or else... she'd have to stay home.

The thought sounds so ridiculous, Kendall shudders. 'I'm sorry,' he says, and she shrugs it off.

'Another sandwich,' she commands, sitting and pushing the plate towards him.

Kendall makes a simple PB & J sandwich this time, hoping that she wasn't allergic to blueberry jelly.

Damn, he was a terrible brother sometimes.

But how could he be a good brother when he has the image of a sweaty half-naked Logan under him?

He clenches the counter tightly and decides it's time for Katie to go to her meeting. He walks her to the door, her sandwich in her hand.

'I'll give you 20 bucks if you promise to go to the meeting straight. Mom will pick you up, okay?'

'Deal,' she says, sticking her hand out and Kendall slaps a 20 dollar on her outstretched hand, Andrew Jackson's face staring up at him mockingly.

Finally she leaves, and Kendall is left with his thoughts, and his very creative imagination.

Logan sucking his dick.

Logan riding him.

Logan grinding against him.

Logan fingering himself.

Logan screaming his name.

Fuck.

The doorbell rings at Kendall jumps up, excitement coursing through his veins. He swings open the door, and is met with the most adorable brunet ever.

'Fuck, Logan,' he breathes, his chest rising and falling quickly. The boy's hair is matted to his forehead with sweat and there's beads of sweat on his neck, and the hockey jersey is clinging to him. 'Practice over already?'

Logan shakes his head, his breathing speeding up as well, he can see the want in Kendall's eyes, he can see it clearly. 'Left early. Couldn't make it that long without you.'

'Fuck,' Kendall says, and he grabs Logan and drags him inside, and his mouth was all over the brunet's, and slams him against the door grinding against him, and Logan is moaning, sending a shot of pleasure down Kendall's spine.

Kendall keeps a constant pace, rolling his hips against Logan's, catching the boy's lips between his own and pulling gently on it before attaching himself to the boy's neck and sucking hard, making him arch his back

He thrust harder and harder as whines of pleasure fall from Logan's throat, turning Kendall on even more.

'Kendall,' Logan whispers, it's been such a long time since they've done this, and he's gonna come any time soon.

Kendall answers by grinding even more roughly into him, and Logan is practically sobbing as he feels shivers come across his skin, pleasure soaking in.

There's an uncoiling in both of their stomachs, and Kendall could feel it, he could feel Logan's pleasure reaching its high.

With a strangled cry, Logan's hips stutters against Kendall's, and almost immediately the blonde feels an uncoiling in the pits of his stomach, and with one last thrust he comes, hard.

He stands there, breathing heavily, his head in the crook of Logan's neck. When he raises his head, there's a smile.

He grabs Logan's hand.

'Come on. Time for round two.'

Oh yeah.

Ugh. I would've written more, but I'm lazy and my eyes are burning lol. Anyone has an idea for I? Really don't know what to do, but if everyone's at a loss, I have an idea but it's pretty stupid idk. Who knows? Review, tell me what you want me to write, and I'll try to do it =D I'm that awesome.

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Chelzi x