I realize I have betrayed you all :( it's been so long since my last post... but i am back, alas. I hope you enjoy the story as it continues. My special 'logurt' gift to you, and there will always be more coming, enjoy...................................................................................................................................

Kurt wasnt just dropped upon Logan's personalized king sized bed, he was thrown. Ole' gravity wasnt fast enough for big Logan. he turned his back to Kurt, whom was sitting half cross legged in the middle of the messily made comfortor, gazing up at Logan with his large golden eyes. You could practically see Kurt's pointed ears folded downward in timidness with his tail shaking between his legs. He heard a loud sharp latch in the wooden door, which could only mean that they were offically locked into a room together, forced to face one another and express their most forbiden desires... noone else would see... or know. Their minds were free from the outside world, and open to one another's.

Logan, still with his back turned, crossed his arms and pulled his shirt off over head. Kurt blinked in half nervousness, half arrousel as the huge slabs of back muscle came into view, so rigid, so... POWERFULL. His little sharp toothed mouth watered at the sight of those beefy shoulders. Most men would have flexed, stretched, or have stricken some form of rediculous overly dramatic pose for show. Logan didnt have to... Everything about him screamed, "MAN", and he certainly didnt need any embelishments.

He turned to face Kurt who, in his mind, might as well have been a teenager again. Logan was the mirror image of his past self, not having aged a day, except for all the extra muscle now packed into his already grizley form.

Kurt crawled back on the bed until he felt the headboard bump his spine. Logan's eight pack abs were rigid enough to have been a mountainside, with his gargantuan pecks and biceps being protruding boulders all on their own. All up and down him, was a layer of black, short hair, dusting his Alpha male body in all the right places with furr.

"I'm gonna warn ya here Elf", he said in his same old sand paper, gruff voice, "I ain't bathed in about four days... so... I'm pretty ripe". He had a wide, evil grin on his mouth, but with caring, searching, fatherly eyes. Kurt simply nodded and gulped hard as he started to notice the smell of an animal, a filthy beast in the room. Three guesses who...

Logan began to undoo his pants, the loud snap of his bronze Canadian belt buckle echoed in the room. It glistened in the single lamp lit room. His eyes sealed shut at the sound of the long zipper.

"Logan... maybe we should", Kurt found himself unable to finish his sentence. His heart punding out of his chest with repeptivie drumlike force as his face burned hot with heated blood under the skin. "I just... I just think that", Kurt stuttered.

Out of nowhere, Logan clasped his huge rough hand around Kurt's chin and turned his face upward to face him.

"Listen, somethins been... happpenin to me. I keep havin memory gaps and temper probs... I'm sorry I hit ya darlin... if ya don't want ta we dont have ta", Logan was interrupted as two three fingered blue hands savagely whipped the belt out of logan's pants. Hands that, despite their assertiveness, were still shaking with submission and lustfull anxiety.

"No", Kurt shook his head. 'I... I wanna give myself to you, tonight", Kurt begged as if he feared Logan might walk out the door for another term of absence.

"Mmmm", Logan hummed, standing straight and letting go of Kurt, "THATS what I like ta hear pup", he ruffled Kurt's hair as the belt Kurt still held, rattleling within nervous fingers, was dropped to the floor with a loud CLANK.

Logan's pants were gone, and just as he reached for his sweat soaked boxers, Kurt reached up and grabbed one of Logan's dinner plate sized hands with both of his own, unable to cover even one of those big paws with both of his.

"Wait... wait for me", Kurt whispered as his slinder body soon came into view. His curvey structure laid across the large bed, thighs open in briefs, inviting Logan to ravage. Kurt tried to be sexy, tried to be seductive, but as the barely clothed wolfen man crawled up onto the mattress, Kurt's arms crossed across himself and he shuttered.

"Cold", Logan asked tauntingly, noticing the shaking as if he didnt know he had this dominating effect on his young lover. A shy deviant grin crossed Logan's face, tempting Kurt to lie to him. "Maybe this'll help blue boy".

Logan wrapped his tree branch arm under Kurt and held his little blue body up against his beastly torso. He used his other hand to roll back the covers and lower Kurt back down into the sheets with himself sandwiched inside with Kurt as well. "Better", Logan's rumbly whisper vibrated through Kurt as he snuggled under all the muscled and furr.

Kurt wrapped both arms under Logan's armpits which were thick with hair and slippery wet with salty sweat. Kurt pulled his hands out, and while gazing into Logan's eyes, suckled Logan's pit sweat off his own fingers, not careing if it looked strange. He loved all of this man. Logan just watched Kurt's licking and flicking tongue movements with an open, drooling mouth as his giant glatorial manhood responded.

Kurt stopped his licking motions as he felt Logan's rough growth through his boxers. Logan looked arroused as ever, the happiest man alive.

"What the", Kurt mumbed as he felt a huge wave of warm fluid against his little left thigh. Then he smelled it, and the moisture's identity became apparent. Logan's precum, his potent seed, soaked into Kurt's blue furr. Just as he reached for the worn elastic strap on Logan's undershorts, Logan wedged himself between Kurt's thighs and sat up.

He was practically twice the height of Kurt, and in this position he seemed all the more giant. Logan aggresively lifted Kurt's legs in the air and yanked his small red briefs off him against his will, leaving him bare and prime. He crossed his arms over himself, still insecure about being nude infront of another man... particularly a testosteroine God such as Logan.

"Yur shyness is so adorable", Logan lazily let out as he lowered himself against Kurt again. He found the tip of Kurt's pointed ear, licked the inside rim with his hot beefy tongue, and clasped his teeth hard on the tip with a lionesque growl. "Rhhrrr... grrhh...MMmmm".

"AHhhh hhh ahAH", Kurt cried, his entire body in shivers. He writhed and squirmed bashfully from full body orgasm, Logan's foreplay was going to do him in at this rate. "Unfair... Unfair," Kurt breathed, complaining. "Your not naked yet", Kurt blinked trying to read Logan's face as he lifted up onto his pinned to the matress hands and grinned with animism.

"Kids today", Logan shook his head condescendingly. He had his boxers off, lifting his knees to free himself and toss them to the floor. The intence smell of his cock and his sack hit Kurt's nostrils, making him cringe and spread his legs all at the same time.

"Maybe your nickname should have been Colossus" Kurt teased, feeling the firmness of Logan's hairy boulder like pecks under his blue fingers as Logan shifted ontop of him, now finally naked. "I hope it's as big as I rememb... OH SWEET LORD!"

Kurt slapped one hand over his mouth and the other over his eyes as the 'in pounce position' Logan revealed himself. Even Kurt's memory based daydreams of years before could not have prepared him for this. Logan's cock was bigger than he remembered. It made a large steel policeman's flashlight look flacid and weak.

"It's as thick as my ankle", 'and long as my forearm', Kurt added to his verbal comment with a thought. Unavoidably, he had to have his hands on that meat. As he tried to close one of his hands around it's width, which wasn't possible, Kurt accidentally jerked the uncutt foreskin around the head, pumping a load of precum onto Kurt's stomach. The liquid was hot and thick as Canadian syrup.

"GRrrhh OHHHHRRR", Kurt heard Logan's war cry as he worked the meat.

Logan's face turned back to calm, "Now... who's being unfair?" Logan teased as Kurt was licking the cum off his fingers. Even through the blue furr, you could practically see him blush a deep red violet.

"You get hard pretty fast" Kurt tried to change the subject and remove the attention from himself. Pointless... Logan could read him like a book.

"Are you kiddin furrball", Logan smiled wide, dropping himself with perfect weight on Kurt again firmly. "I've been like this since I walked through the front door and first got scent of that tight little ass a yurs", Logan spat, reaching under Kurt and sqeezing a majority of both cheeks with one hand.

"P... PROFESSOR", Kurt cried out, calling Logan by his old title. It was similar to calling him 'Daddy' and Logan was all the more arroused by it.

As Kurt flinched, possibly bruised, Logan added. "You better toughen up there Bub, after what I plan on doing to you tonight, you'll be in a full on body cast by mornin"..................

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Dear Diary... I think I may have bitten off WAY more than I can chew, and I'm loving every 'inch' of it..........................................................................................................

ATTENTION READERS... YES THIS SEX SCENE WILL BE CONTINUED IN THE NEXT CHAPTER WHICH SHOULD BE UP BEFORE WEDNESDAY... BE PATIENT FELLOW LOGURT FANS... MORE IS ON THE WAY... AND AS ALWAYS, REVIEW! ;)