"That was awesome" Logan said as he gobbled down the last few bites of his steak. Cyrena returned with an empty tray and took Logan's plate. Hank was still nibbling.
"Ya know, this has been a great day." Hank looked up at him.
"Yes. It has."
"What should we do now?" Hank looked down at his watch.
"Logan, it's almost ten. We should really-"
"Oh, don't be so anal." Logan stopped, thought about what he said, and smiled.
"What's the grin for?"
"I said anal." Logan snickered lightly to himself.
"You're so immature."
"Meh, I don't care. I'd rather be immature than be super anal like you."
"I am NOT anal."
"Oh yeah? Does your butt still hurt?" Hank didn't respond. "That's called anal."
"I know what it's called. And you had your fair share of it too."
"Not enough to hold me over for much longer." A seductive smile creeped along Logan's face.
"Are you honestly thinking of sex?"
"No, I'm thinking of penguins. Of course I'm thinking about sex."
"Not so loud" Hank cautioned, slightly embarrassed.
"Sorry. I just really wanna go again. I'm hard just thinking about it." Hank could feel his own cock beginning to stiffen with the thought of seeing Logan naked again.
"Should we... um... go then?"
"I guess." Cyrena returned with the dessert menus.
"You boys want anything for dessert?"
"Nah, he's my dessert" Logan replied. Hank felt himself blush.
"Awe, you two are just too cute! I'll get your bill." She turned and left.
"So, where are we going to go?"
"I dunno. I was thinking we just camp out beneath the stars or something."
"Like in Brokeback Mountain?"
"In what?"
"It's a movie about two gay cowboys. It was really good."
"Never seen it." Cyrena came back.
"Alright, now here's your bill. Just pay Tallon on your way out. Have a great night you two!" She turned and left.
"She was nice."
"Nosy... but nice."
"So, just out in the open?"
"Just like last time."
"But it's night time. We'll get cold."
"I'll get cold. You come with a built in coat, remember..."
"Right... I'll keep you warm then." Hank stood from the table and adjusted himself so his erection faced up rather than stark forward. It was more inconspicuous that way. Logan stood and Hank looked down at his crotch. An obvious bump was there, but Logan quickly adjusted himself, but you could still tell something was up. They made their way over to the counter where the other waitress, Tallon, stood. They paid her, and left.
The night air was chilly and stale. Other than the distant street lights, the night was black. They walked slowly to the bike holding hands, talking about what they were about to do. Neither was really sure it was a good idea, seeing how cold it had gotten, but nonetheless they would try. Logan sat on the bike first and handed a helmet over to Hank. Hank put it on and sat down. Logan started the bike, and its rumble echoed into the dark night. Hank wrapped his hands around Logan, only to be met by Logan's hands. They were very cold. They just held hands for a minute, before Logan pulled Hank's hands down his stomach and to his jeans.
"I want you to start now."
"Start jerking you off?"
"Yeah." Logan let go of Hank and put the bike into reverse. They slowly backed out of the parking lot. "Undo my jeans."
"Right now?"
"Yes, right now." Hank could feel the warmth of Logan's cock through the jeans. He unbuttoned them and slowly undid the zipper. By now they were speeding down the highway.
"Isn't this dangerous?"
"Yeah, but that adds to the thrill." Hank couldn't argue with that. He slid the jeans down a bit, then the boxers. The wind was freezing against his face, but Logan was warm in his hands. "Do it" Logan yelled over the wind. Hank began to pump him. The bike slowed slightly, and Logan put his head back against Hank.
"Logan, the road..." Logan opened his eyes slowly.
"Right..." The bike swerved quickly to the side of the road, causing Hank to lose his balance. He let go of Logan's cock and held him for dear life as the bike came to a screeching halt on the side of the road.
"What the hell, Logan?" Logan shook Hank off and pushed him off the bike. He fell to the ground.
"I can't wait anymore!" Logan jumped off onto Hank and kissed him. The lights from the bike were the only means of sight. Logan forcefully undid Hank's pants and slid them off.
"Logan? What the fuck?" He didn't respond. He simply started sucking. He sucked almost violently, making sloppy noises that cut through the silence. Hank grabbed the grass around him and pulled. He liked this new forceful Logan. The head was fast, and Logan was taking him all the way. Hank moaned loudly, and Logan continued. The noises were loud, gasps and sloshes as Logan devoured Hank. The two men stayed that way for another minute, before Logan sat up. He wiped his mouth, and smiled.
"What? What's the smile for?"
"I got an idea."