So this chapter is pretty short. But since this story is nearing its end, there's less ~drama going down. So, yeah. I hope you enjoy.
Chapter Twelve: Prom
"How do you deal with it everyday?" Kendall asked Logan as they took their seats in History.
"You mean being tortured by Jett and Wayne?"
"Plus me."
"You never bothered me. As for them, I just let it roll off my back. Have either of them tried anything?"
Kendall shook his head. "No. Not yet. They're probably plotting though."
Logan put a hand on top of Kendall's. "Let's talk about happier things."
"Like what?"
"Junior Prom is in a week."
Kendall smiled. "Are you asking me to prom, Sweetheart?"
"Maybe. Are you saying yes?"
"Yes, Logan. I'll go to prom with you."
Logan bounced in his seat. "Yay! We need to-" Logan was interrupted by their teacher putting something on his desk. "It's our project grade."
"What'd we get?"
Logan grinned. "A ninety-eight."
Kendall snatched the paper out of his hand. "I've never gotten something higher than a ninety on a project."
"You deserve the grade. You worked hard."
"You did more."
Logan rolled his eyes. "We're not having this discussion again."
"It's just-"
"OK, class! Time to begin!" their teacher announced.
Later, Kendall cautiously made his way through the halls. He was on his way to Gym and didn't want to run into his former friends. He could sometimes feel their eyes on him, the hate burning into him. He knew they would try something. But since the whole school was aware he had been at The Summerset House, they would wait a bit. People sympathized with the crazy kid. Well, most of them.
Out of nowhere, he was shoved into the wall, someone yelling, "Fag!" as it happened. Not Wayne or Jett. After recovering, Kendall quickened his pace. He didn't know if he'd ever get used to the random cruelty. How did Logan, James, and Carlos deal with it all? Kendall wondered. And he hated that he did those things for almost three years.
When Kendall got to his spot in the locker room, he was greeted with the sight of Logan removing his shirt.
"Logan felt Kendall looking at him and turned. "Hi. You doing OK?"
"I am now." He gave Logan a quick kiss hello before going to change into his gym clothes.
As they sat on the bleachers, Kendall said to Logan, "I'm sorry."
"For what?"
"Being so mean to you over the years."
"It's OK, Green Eyes. I kinda dug it."
"Are you telling me that there's a possibility of rough sex in our future?"
Logan nodded with a smirk. "In the very near future."
"How do you feel about ditching after this class to do that?"
"As long as we do it in my kitchen."
"Oh, fuck yes."
After class, they rushed to Logan's car.
Kendall kissed and but at Logan's neck during the drive.
"I'm gonna end up crashing the car," Logan warned. Though he didn't want Kendall to stop.
"I have faith in your driving abilities," Kendall said as he cupped Logan through his jeans.
Logan let out a moan and involuntarily pushed down on the gas peddle more. Once he realized he did this, he pushed Kendall away. "You're a huge distraction."
"I take pride in that."
They finally pulled in front of Logan's house. His parents wouldn't be home until late, so he knew they'd have the house to themselves. If they had gone to Kendall's house, the dogs would just harass them.
Kendall put his arms around Logan and started to undo his pants.
"Kendall, I'm trying to open the door."
"And you keep doing that. While I keep doing this." He slide his hand down Logan's pants.
Logan eventually got the door open. Kendall kicked the door shut once they were inside. Logan pushed Kendall against the door and attacked Kendall's mouth with his own. He let his pants fall down. He removed his shoes and socks, and stepped out of his pants. He then ripped off Kendall's shirt and kissed at his chest. He bit down hard enough to leave a mark on Kendall's skin.
Kendall quickly removed his shoes and socks while Logan undid his pants for him. Logan pushed Kendall's pants down then started walking backward toward the kitchen. Kendall tripped a little as he freed his feet from his fallen jeans.
They reached the entrance to the kitchen. Kendall made Logan stop walking. He tore Logan's shirt off then shoved him up against the wall. Kendall spent a lot of time marking up Logan's neck. Meanwhile, Logan's nails scratched at Kendall's back. Kendall grabbed onto Logan's thighs and Logan jumped up so he could wrap his legs around Kendall's waist. Kendall held Logan up by his ass and carried him the rest of the way to the kitchen. He Placed Logan on the table. Kendall took off Logan's underwear and then his own.
Kendall put his fingers to Logan's mouth and let Logan suck. This was the first time Kendall would top without Logan's urging. For some reason Kendall had a sudden surge of confidence. When he took his fingers out of Logan's mouth, he said, "Off the table and turn around."
Logan did as he was told. He let out a loud moan as Kendall prepared him. Logan loved this dominant Kendall. It was so rare. And hot. Without warning, Kendall was inside him and his upper body was pushed onto the table. "Fuck yes!" he screamed when Kendall hit his prostate.
Kendall's hands gripped tightly onto Logan's hips. There would most definitely be bruises. All of the screams and cries and moans Logan was letting out were bringing Kendall closer and closer to the edge. He gripped Logan's hair and pulled his head up. "Try not to come." Logan couldn't form words at the moment, so he just nodded. He bit his lip and groaned. The sight brought Kendall to his release.
Before he could allow himself to recover, Kendall spun Logan around, dropped to his knees, and took Logan's length into his mouth. Logan held onto Kendall's head while thrusting in and out of his mouth. It didn't take long for him to come, Kendall's name spilling out past his lips.
They both collapsed onto the kitchen floor, breathless.
"I'm gonna be so sore tomorrow," Logan said.
Kendall let out a laugh. "At least it'll be Saturday."
"Good point. You should come over and tend to my wounds."
"I will. You know, earlier I was feeling all bad about myself, but I'm not anymore. Hell, I can barely remember why."
"I guess kitchen sex does that to a guy."
Kendall laughed again. "I guess. Why'd you want to do it in the kitchen anyway?"
"I've always liked the idea of kitchen sex. So, let's see. We've had sex in a kitchen, outside, and on a coffee table. What's next?"
"I've always wanted to have sex in a public restroom," Kendall said. "No idea why."
"Dude. Prom. We'll kill two birds with one stone. Since the school won't let Juniors have prom somewhere fancy, it'll be in the gym. We'll do it in one of the school's bathrooms."
Now Kendall giggled. "I like that plan, Sweetheart. I love you."
Logan gave him a kiss. "Love you too. Let's go shower."
...
It was prom night. Kendall felt a little silly in his suit. And he hoped the red flower he got to pin on Logan's jacket was good enough. He sighed nervously and went downstairs to wait for Logan. He got into the living room just as his mom was hanging up the phone.
"Who were you talking to?" he asked.
"My lawyer."
"Oh."
"Honey, don't stress about it. It's prom night! Think about having fun."
Kendall managed a smiled. "I'll try, Mom."
She went up to him and kissed his forehead. "Good." The doorbell ran. "I'll get it."
Kendall started pacing. What if he fucked up somehow? He didn't want to ruin Logan's prom experience. He wished he could cut. Just once. To make the anxiety go away.
He stopped his pacing when Logan walked into the living room. Logan's smile when their eyes met made all his worries disappear.
"You look nice, Green Eyes."
Kendall felt himself blush. "You look better."
Logan walked up to him and pinned a white flower to his jacket. Kendall did the same for Logan with shaky hands.
"Are you nervous?" Logan asked.
"A little."
"Why?"
"It's stupid."
"Tell me."
"I'm afraid I'll do something to ruin your night."
"Don't be silly. You could never ruin my night." Logan gave Kendall a reassuring kiss. "OK?"
"OK."
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah."
Several minutes later, they entered the gym.
"They really made this place look spiffy," Kendall commented.
Logan took his hand. "Let's go find James and Carlos."
It didn't take them long to find their friends.
"Hi!" Carlos called from a table. He got up and ran over to them. He gave them both hugs. "I've never seen you at a dance before, Kendall."
Kendall shrugged. "I've never had a date before."
Logan smiled. "Im glad to be your first dance date."
James finally joined them. "Sorry. Carlos is really excited. He almost got grounded yesterday."
"I get it," Logan said. "Now he's more happy because he got out of it."
Carlos nodded. "I had to do so much begging and bull shitting. I even managed some tears."
Logan clapped. "I applaud you, my friend."
James rolled his eyes. "Don't encourage him. Let's just dance."
Logan dragged a reluctant Kendall to the dance floor. He pulled Kendall close to him. "Relax."
"But people are-"
Logan shut him up by kissing him. "Don't worry about them. Pretend it's just us."
"But we'll be grinding, and I'll get turned on..."
Logan chuckled. "All the guys will be. Now dance."
Kendall finally let go and danced. Eventually, a slow song played. Kendall put his hands on Logan's waist, and Logan put his arms behind Kendall's neck. They placed their foreheads together.
"Hi," Kendall said.
"Hi. You having fun?"
"Yeah."
"You sound surprised."
"I was afraid people would bother us."
"Well, we haven't been bothered so far." He kissed Kendall. It quickly became intense.
When they pulled apart, Kendall asked, "Remember when we talked about sex in a school bathroom?"
Logan smirked. "Second floor?"
"Fuck yeah." He took Logan's hand and they walked out of the gym. They snuck past the chaperones and went to the second floor. They ran to the closest bathroom and pretty much attacked each other when they were inside. They bit at each other's necks and lips and any other skin that became exposed as they pulled off the other's clothes.
Logan bent Kendall over the sink and began to prepare him.
"Now, Logan," Kendall growled.
Logan used his own saliva as lubricant then rammed into Kendall. Kendall cried out in pleasure. Logan had hit that spot right away.
"Right there!"
Logan kissed and nibbled at Kendall's shoulders as he continued thrusting in and out of Kendall.
It didn't take long for them to reach the point of release. They quickly cleaned up and walked out into the hall. Where Jett and Wayne were waiting.
"Oh shit," Logan mumbled. He knew Kendall would blame himself for what was about to go down.
"Were you two just fucking in the bathroom?" Jett asked with disgust.
"That's none of your fucking business," Logan said.
Jett stepped up closer to Logan. "It actually is. I don't need you spreading AIDS everywhere."
"Oh please! Just because we're gay, doesn't mean we have AIDS. You're a fucking idiot."
That was when Logan received a punch to the gut.
"Hey!" Kendall yelled. He kicked Jett's shin then his fist collided with Jett's nose. "Don't you ever fucking touch him!"
Wayne pushed Kendall into some lockers. This pissed Logan off. So he grabbed Wayne's head and knocked the side of it into the wall. Kendall pushed a distracted Jett to the ground and kicked him in the stomach a few times.
"I think you forgot," Kendall said, "that I kick some major ass. You don't fuck with me. Or my boyfriend. Let's get out of here, Logan."
When they got to the parking lot, Logan noticed that Kendall's breathing had quickened and he had tears in his eyes. Logan stopped walking and turned Kendall so they were facing each other. "What's wrong?"
Kendall sniffled. "I knew I ruined your night. I knew it."
Logan cupped his face. "You did not ruin my night. We had plenty of fun. And I enjoyed kicking those douches asses. Does you hand hurt?"
Kendall sighed. "Yeah."
"Let's go back to my house and get some ice for that."
They started walking again and Kendall asked, "Can I spend the night? I don't wanna sleep alone."
"Of course you can."
So... This isn't a great chapter. And I'm not sure whether or not the next one will be the last. It'll probably be the next to last...
