AUTHOR'S NOTE: Here is Chapter 29! It's a pretty heated one, in more ways than one! Hope you guys enjoy, and thanks for continuing to read and review!


CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE

"Knight steps to the plate! He's been looking rather shabby lately. He's not hitting the homers we've gotten used to seeing from him. Let's see if he can impress us today."

Carlos always did get way too into it whenever the guys would play around in the Palm Woods pool. Today, the game was baseball, or at least an aquatic version of it that was adjusted for four people. But whatever. They were having fun, and there was no better way to beat the summertime heat.

"I'm calling it. This one's gonna go out of the park," Kendall bravely predicted. "Or...out of the pool. Whatever you want to say."

Of course, it was he and Logan versus Carlos and James. Logan was already on base, and if Kendall could really knock the beach ball out of the pool, they'd both be able to score, breaking the 4-4 tie they shared with Carlos and James. This was serious business, and bragging rights were on the line.

"Diamond delivers the pitch," Carlos announced as James tossed the ball Kendall's way. "And Knight swings..."

Kendall used an inflatable bat to hit the ball, but, unfortunately, it didn't leave the pool. Instead, it went right to where James was, and he was able to tag Logan out before he could reach home. Just as Kendall was about to make base, though, he let out a pained shriek.

"Shiiiiiiiiiiit!" he hollered, attracting the attention of everyone sitting out by the pool. "My ankle!" He tried to balance himself on one foot, but he kept slipping and falling beneath the water. James rushed to his aid and held him up.

"What's wrong with it?" James asked.

"I don't know. It feels twisted."

James and Carlos just looked at each other, unsure of what to do. Logan joined them and went underwater to look at Kendall's ankle. "Yikes," he said. "Yeah, it's twisted."

Kendall winced with pain and started to groan rather loudly and dramatically. "I'll call 911," Carlos suggested as he began to lift himself out of the pool, but Logan laughed.

"That's hardly necessary, Carlos," Logan said. "It's not an emergency."

"Well, we should at least get a doctor, right?" James asked.

"Logan is a doctor," Kendall reminded him, but James just rolled his eyes.

"Right. Logan is a doctor, and he'll know exactly what to do. I meant an actual doctor. One with certificates and lollipops and stuff."

Logan reached under the water and began to massage Kendall's foot. Well...he started to tickle Kendall's feet, and Kendall found it hard to keep from giggling.

"Actually, I know exactly what to do for this," Logan said in a strictly professional voice. Neither James nor Carlos caught it when Kendall and Logan gave each other that certain type of look. "If the patient would just come with me upstairs, I'll have him feeling better in no time."

Logan got out of the pool, and Carlos helped him lift Kendall out, too. Kendall's ankle looked fine, but he let out another glass-shattering shriek when he tried to walk on it.

"We're coming, too," James insisted, getting ready to pull Carlos out of the pool with him, but Logan waved them back.

"No, we're going to need as much space as we can get. I'll let you know about visiting hours later."

And as Logan helped Kendall limp along into the building, James just sat on the edge of the pool watching them. He wasn't so stupid, and neither was Carlos, who still floated around in the pool. They exchanged a suspicious look before getting back to frolicking in the water.

Of course, they were right to be suspicious.

Logan helped Kendall all the way into the elevator in silence, and they rode all the way up to their floor in silence, and they limped all the way to their apartment in silence. And when they entered and closed the door behind them, they celebrated.

"I can't believe they fell for that!" Logan exclaimed.

"I told you, it works every time," Kendall said. He finally straightened out his leg and hopped up and down on his supposedly twisted ankle.

"The funny thing is," Logan informed, "when you were in the water, whether your ankle was twisted or not, as long as as you were floating, you wouldn't have felt any pain at all. You'd expect people to realize that, but I guess not. And come on, with your fair skin, there was no redness? We gave them too many hints."

"Yeah, well," Kendall said as he felt Logan's arms, "now that we're in your office, Dr. Mitchell, I think I'm gonna turn the tables a little bit."

"Oh, really?"

"Oh, yes. Yes, yes. The patient is gonna give the doctor a full-body check-up." Kendall leaned in closer, letting his hands trace the outline of Logan's body.

"Is he really?"

"Yes. And if Dr. Mitchell is a good boy, Kendall has a lollipop for him."

"Hmm..."

"Mmm..."

They started to make out against the front door, thankful that they finally had the apartment to themselves. Lord knows they'd been waiting for it. It was a week after their "date," and as fun as it was to sneak around and see how many kisses they could steal behind people's backs and how many times they could feel each other up under tables, they'd been itching to share some quality time in the apartment. With everyone else outside on this beautiful summer afternoon, the guys knew they had their chance, and that was when Kendall had decided to "excuse" themselves from their game of pool baseball.

"Don't forget, you owe me," Kendall expressed in between kisses as Logan sucked on his neck. Logan was becoming quite the little sexpot, knowing all of the ways to push Kendall's buttons.

"Owe you for what?" he asked.

"The first time...in the hotel...you flipped the script at the last minute. I think you were scared."

"Oh, really? Scared of what?"

"You know."

Kendall took Logan's hand and made him feel the growing erection between his legs as it created a rather large bulge in his wet swim trunks. "You're scared of that," Kendall clarified.

Logan was feeling bold. "I can handle that."

"Oh, you can?"

"Yep. Let me show you."

And Logan grabbed Kendall by the hand and led him to their bedroom, looking door behind them. They went back to making out, this time against their bedroom door, and Logan began to loosen the drawstrings on Kendall's trunks.

"I don't know if you can take it all," Kendall warned seductively.

"I'm gonna take as much as I can," Logan promised.

Kendall took off Logan's shirt as Logan stuck his hand under the waistband of Kendall's trunks, pinching the tiny bit of fat around Kendall's midsection. Kendall leaned over and started to bite his nipples, making Logan instinctively pull him closer.

"So," Kendall gasped while kissing Logan's chest, "you gonna suck this thing or what?"

Kendall's dirty language made Logan chuckle, but then a certain intimidation came over him. He'd never done this before...he didn't know the right way to do it. Camille had tried to go down on him once, but she said she didn't like it, so they never did it again. Kendall had sucked him off on their first night of passion, but Logan had been so caught up in his own pleasure that he hadn't taken notes or anything on the proper way to give a blowjob. Always the studious one, he'd Google'd it once, but none of what he'd found made sense.

"Come on," Kendall said, pulling his lover behind as they went to Logan's bed. Kendall laid himself down on the bed, and Logan straddled him. They continued to make out, but Logan could feel Kendall getting bigger and bigger under him, and he knew he'd have to stop worrying and just go for it. He kissed a trail down Kendall's bare chest and followed a faint line of blond hairs from his belly button to the waistband of his trunks. He pulled the trunks down enough for Kendall's cock to show itself, and he closed his eyes, hoping he'd do this the right way.

"Fuck yeah, Logan," Kendall moaned quietly as Logan dragged his tongue up the underside of Kendall's dick. "Yeah, that's it...that's it..."

The words of approval gave Logan the confidence he needed to get more into it, and soon he had all of Kendall in his mouth. He could feel the head tapping at the back of his throat, and it felt like he would swallow it whole, but the louder Kendall's moans got, the more he wanted to take in. He drenched the cock with his spit and it slid in and out of his mouth, and he finally felt like he was getting the hang of it.

"So good...mmm."

Logan was careful to not bite. If he knew nothing else about sucking a dick, he knew that teeth were a no-no, and so he stayed on the side of caution and let Kendall slip out of his mouth. He licked up and down the shaft and tugged at Kendall's chlorine-scented balls, making Kendall twist and jerk around in the bed. There was something about the way Kendall's body twitched under his touch that got Logan's motor running, and he lightly tickled the inside of Kendall's thighs, making Kendall convulse violently.

"Oh, I'm gonna fuck you hard for this," Kendall said through clenched teeth.

Logan started to smile as he lightly ran his tongue over Kendall's legs and back on his cock. Oh, this was funner than he thought it would be. The first time they'd had sex was dark, and it all happened in a blur, but this time they were more comfortable.

"That's it, I'm taking over," Kendall announced, and he rolled over so that Logan was under him. He fell down into a messy, wet kiss, and his still-throbbing cock rubbed up against the cloth of Logan's shorts. He lifted himself up again, and he looked at Logan's sweet, innocent, boyish face. He couldn't wait to make him scream, but first, he wanted to play.

"Strip for me," he instructed, tugging at the T-shirt Logan was still wearing.

"What?" Logan asked, sure he'd heard Kendall wrong.

"I want you to get up and take off those clothes," Kendall explained, and he hovered off of Logan's body, resting on his elbows in bed. "Strip."

Logan broke into chuckles again, but he got out of the bed and stood in front of Kendall, ready to take off his shirt. "It's hard to strip without music..."

"Hmm," Kendall said, enjoying Logan's bashfulness. "All right." He leaned over and turned on the small clock/radio next to Logan's bed.

"You cast a spell on me, spell on me. You hit me like the sky fell on me, fell on me. And I decided you look well on me, well on me. So let's go somewhere no one else can see you and me."

Logan felt the rhythm in his legs and started to dance a little. God knows he wasn't the greatest dancer, but working with the choreographers at Rocque Records had helped a great deal. He could bust a move when the job called for it, but he was much too shy to dance at parties or around others. Now, though, he didn't feel so inhibited.

"Come on, start taking it off," Kendall demanded, and he started to clap.

Logan just flashed that grin and kept up with his disco-like moves. "What do you want me to take off first?"

"Get that shirt off, stud," Kendall encouraged. "Whoop whoop! Let me see that body!"

Logan pursed his lips and began to pull the shirt over his head. "Likin' what you see, sailor?"

"Aye aye, captain!"

Logan took off his T-shirt and threw it at Kendall, who couldn't resist the urge to catch in his mouth, even though it was soaked in pool water and chlorine.

"Turn around and take those shorts off," Kendall instructed once he got the shirt out of his mouth. "Lemme see what ya workin' with, shawty."

"Okay, Bieber," Logan teased when he turned around.

"Turn the lights out now. Now, I'll take you by the hand, hand you another drink. Drink it if you can. Can we spend a little time? Time is slipping away, away from us, so stay. Stay with me; I can make, make you glad you came."

Logan was surprising even himself with the way he could shake his ass to the beat of the song, and before he knew it, he was pulling down his swim trunks and was standing naked with his back to Kendall.

"Oh yeah," Kendall growled. "Come here."

Logan turned to him and approached the bed, but Kendall pulled him down and rolled on top of him again to make out. He tugged at Logan's hardening cock and jerked Logan's and his own off at the same time as they kissed, making Logan start to twitch as bad Kendall had done.

"You're ready for this?" Kendall asked. He wanted to be sure Logan wanted to do this. He didn't want it to be a bad memory or a failure or anything negative. Now that they were together, he wanted them to be together completely.

Logan just nodded and kissed Kendall again, and Kendall carefully rolled him over onto his stomach. He hovered over Logan's body, sucking hard on his neck and definitely leaving a few passion marks. He lightly ran his hand down Logan's side, resting it on his hip and letting his dick lay on Logan's back.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna take good care of you, baby," he whispered in Logan's ear. "Tell me if it hurts, okay? I don't want to hurt my prince."

Logan nodded again. Truth be told, Kendall's constant reassurances were only making him more nervous. He could guess that Kendall had gotten Jo to try all kinds of different things, so this probably wasn't new to him, but for Logan...well, simply put, he'd never gotten fucked before, and he had a feeling that no dream was going to prepare him for the feeling of Kendall ramming into his ass.

"Take me, Kendall," Logan whispered back. "Take me now."

One of Kendall's hands stayed on Logan's shoulder, and the other moved down to his ass. He gave it a good pet, slap, and squeeze before letting a rogue finger slip down to find Logan's hole.

"You're tight," Kendall whispered. It was less of a comment to Logan and more of a vocal observation.

But Logan's eyes were closed and his mouth hung open just a little bit as he braced himself for a feeling that would be entirely new to him.

Kendall's long, bony finger found its way inside Logan, and Logan immediately closed in on him.

"You gotta let me in, baby," Kendall told him quietly, and Logan nodded against his pillow, not wanting to disappoint. He took a deep breath and pushed, giving Kendall room to move his finger in and out, in and out, in and out. Kendall kissed his cheek as a reward, and Logan pushed harder. Then, Kendall rose up on his knees and scooted back to spread Logan open and spit on his hole. He worked the finger in again and began to rub his dick, hoping it wouldn't hurt Logan too much.

"Remember what I said," he soothed as he leaned back into Logan's here. "Let me know if I hurt you. Please let me know."

Logan nodded again, but he was too ready to turn back now.

The radio still played in the background. Fortunately, it was something slow and moody, perfect for the occasion.

Kendall leaned down to Logan's butt and kissed each cheek before preparing to invade with his massive tool. First, he let the head slide in on its own, but then he thrust the rest of it in little by little, and he could feel Logan tense up under the pressure. He slowed his rate of entry just a little, but he leaned into Logan's body and kissed his neck, and he could feel the penetration get much easier. He and Logan began to make out as Kendall slowly rocked on top of him. Suddenly, it was evident that both of them were extremely nervous, but they clung to each other as they explored this new layer to their relationship.

"Mmmm," Logan sighed in a high-pitched tone. "Ahh..."

"Does it hurt?" Kendall asked. He stopped moving once he could feel half of his dick in Logan.

"A little, but don't stop..."

And so Kendall took that first half out and put it back in, very slowly, very carefully, very passionately, and he kept his lips on Logan's the entire time.


They basked in the glow of their second sexual experience. Logan's breathing was heavy, but each breath full and rounded as he lay in Kendall's embrace. Kendall lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling, while Logan stared at the sky through the window.

"I feel like a cigarette is necessary right now," Kendall remarked.

"Too bad we don't smoke," Logan replied.

"Right."

Logan wondered if he'd done everything the way he was supposed to. It felt weird for him to be so worried, though, considering this was their second time, and the first time, it had been him taking the lead and topping Kendall. It just felt like that had been so long ago, and on that night, they hadn't been themselves at all. Today felt like it was the very first time they'd actually done it.

"Kendall...did I do a good job?" he asked, hoping Kendall would answer him seriously and leave the jokes aside.

"You were perfect," Kendall answered him sincerely, and he pulled Logan in closer. "Everything I ever wanted." Logan kissed the side of his torso in return.

The radio was still going strong, with Nicki Minaj's "Starships" providing a weird soundtrack for the afterglow.

"I think we'd better get up and get dressed, though," Kendall said as he slipped out of the bed. "I'm sure everyone's gonna be coming up sooner or later, and we can't have them wondering why our door is locked at two in the afternoon."

"Yeah," Logan agreed. They both put on some underwear and went into the bathroom, where Kendall peed and Logan brushed his teeth.

"We're gonna have to tell Carlos and James sooner or later," Kendall admitted. "It's gonna get old sneaking around all the time.

"Well, we don't have to tell them anything until you're ready," Logan reminded him before he shoved the toothbrush in his mouth.

"I know, but...I mean, I feel like I'm getting more comfortable with the idea of them knowing."

"What do you think they'll say?" Logan asked after he spit out the toothpaste - and possibly a little bit of Kendall's evidence.

"I don't know," Kendall replied. They went back into the bedroom and sat on Kendall's bed. "I guess they'll be okay with it...I mean, I know Carlos's parents are all into the Catholic thing, but he was never really like that."

"Right."

"And James...well, to be honest about James, I wouldn't be surprised if he could empathize with us, if you know what I mean."

Logan smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I guess."

"So...when do you think we tell them?"

"I don't know...I guess I've kinda been thinking about it. Maybe we take them out to dinner, just the four of us. We thank them for being good friends over the years...let them know that nothing's gonna change between us...and then we just tell them."

"Ha," Kendall let out as he got up to find some clothes to put on.

"What?" Logan asked.

"Nothing, I'm just laughing at your joke," Kendall said.

"What joke?" Logan asked, wondering if he'd missed something.

"The whole idea of us making this big old Lifetime movie production out of telling them," Kendall revealed. "I mean, you weren't serious, right?"

"Uh..." Logan fumbled. Of course, he was serious! He figured his idea made perfect sense. They'd butter James and Carlos up a bit, get them feeling really sentimental about the friendship the four of them shared, and then they'd break the news, and it'd be hard for Carlos and James to be unsupportive. That made the most sense, right? "Okay, and how do you think we should do it?" Logan asked defensively.

"Not like some kind of after school special, that's for sure."

"They don't even make those anymore."

"And we don't need to start the revival," Kendall cracked. He put on a shirt and some shorts. "How about this. We just let them figure it out. Don't say anything...don't make a big deal out of it. Just stop being so secretive all the time and let them catch on. They're not that dumb."

Logan's eyebrows popped up. "You want our friends to just figure out that we're in a relationship? You don't think that this is big information at all? Like...extremely huge information?"

"It's big information, but I don't see why it has to be a big deal."

"Because it IS a big deal, Kendall!"

Kendall put his hands on his hips and looked at Logan, who still sat. "Only if we make it one. If we don't make a whole thing out of it, then no one else will either. Everyone figures it out, and it's over. There's no awkwardness, and then we can all just go back to being normal."

Logan twitched at the sound of that word. Normal. It was like a dagger going through his heart. They had to "go back to being normal." And what did that mean? They'd let everyone play a good old-fashioned game of "Figure It Out," and then after the game was over, they'd pretend like none of it ever happened? That's what "normal" was for Kendall, right? He'd spent years running away from his feelings for Logan, so it wouldn't be hard for him to keep running.

"You really think it would happen that way?" he asked, starting to not care about sparing Kendall's feelings. Kendall clearly wasn't sparing his, and this was how all of their arguments over the years would start, with Kendall being way too uncaring about Logan's feelings.

"Why wouldn't it?"

"I don't know, Kendall. Maybe because finding out two of your best friends are gay and sleeping together really isn't something that people just accept and move on from. I mean...it's an enormous thing! They're gonna have questions, and we'll have to answer them, and things are gonna change and..."

And Logan had managed to say Kendall's own "dagger" word. "Change." Everything would "change."

"You told me that things didn't have to change," Kendall threw at him. "You told me that everything would stay the same."

"I told you that I would stay the same, Kendall," Logan corrected. "But you'd have to be pretty stupid to think that everything's gonna go on like it's always been. That's just idiotic thinking."

Kendall felt insulted. "Wow. It's amazing how the truth comes out in a heated moment."

"What?"

"Stupid. Idiotic. Nice words," Kendall said petulantly.

"Oh my God, that's not even what I meant, Kendall," Logan sighed.

"Well, what do you mean, Logan?"

"All I'm saying is that if you have it set in your mind that everything's gonna be perfect and great and 'normal,' then you're in for a rude awakening. You really have to grow up and stop trying to please your deadbeat dad."

"You know what?" Kendall began as he slipped into some flip flops. "If that's the way you think, then maybe we shouldn't tell anyone anything. Maybe we shouldn't have anything to tell people about."

"Fine," Logan said, calling Kendall's bluff. "Maybe you can go to North Carolina and find Jo. Or Gretchen. Or whatever she's calling herself."

"Asshole doesn't look good on you, Logan," Kendall snapped as he went for the door. Logan stood in his underwear and watched him go.

"Coward doesn't look good on you."

And Kendall slammed the door.

Out in the living room, James and Carlos had heard the tail end of that conversation. Not enough to be one-hundred percent sure that their suspicions about Kendall and Logan had been true, but enough to perk their ears up and take notice.

"Whoa...what happened?" James asked when Kendall came storming into the living room.

"Kendall, your ankle!" Carlos called out, noticing that Kendall was walking on it with no pain.

"Mind your business," he told them both in the most dismissive tone. He grabbed his key and left the apartment.

"Okay...what the hell was that?" James asked as he and Carlos were left to put the pieces of their puzzle together.

"Dude, something went down."

"Clearly," James concurred. "But what?"


NOTE: And suddenly, there's trouble in paradise. There are only THREE chapters left, yall, so don't get too worried!