HI, EVERYONE! I WAS ABLE TO UPDATE A CHAPTER! THIS IS JUST SOMETHING I WHIPPED UP. DIDN'T TAKE LONG TO TYPE. PLEASE REVIEW AT THE END. DON'T OWN VIC OR LOGAN. JUST THEIR BABIES.

Chapter 15

8 Months Pregnant

Logan smiled as he looked out the window. It had been snowing since they arrived at the cabin, making it impossible to venture very far. There was at least twenty feet of snow, making it so that he and Victor couldn't get back to the mansion. He did miss his pups a lot, but he loved being away from the city, the mansion, away from the noise. He loved the peace and quiet at the cabin. Logan leaned forward on their bed, looking at an old photo album. He grinned as he rubbed his large belly in thought as he looked through the book.

It had been years since he looked at this album. It showed pictures of him and Victor from when they were younger. From back in the 50's to the 70's. Logan sighed as he remembered the good times they have had. During the wars was the hardest moments of their entire lives. Being hunted down, shot at, being put in a camp prison, nearly being killed. It was a tough life back then. Logan closed the album, setting it on his nightstand.

Victor came in with a tray of their breakfast. "Mornin', Jimmy."

"Mornin', Vic," he said as he leaned back against the headboard. "Found an old photo album from back in the fifties to the seventies."

"Those decades were some good times," he said. "It was interesting when the hippie thing started up in the sixties. It was kinda weird."

"Just people tryin' to put piece in the world." He looked at Victor.

Victor nodded in agreement as he set the tray on the bed. "Eggs, bacon, toast, the works," he said as he sat on the edge of the bed.

"Thanks."

He took his plate and dug into the food. He grinned. It was so good. He continued eating as Victor ate his, too, but slowly. "I was thinkin' we could bring the kids up here sometime."

Logan nodded. "That would be great," he said. "Anythin' on the radio about the snow lettin' up?"

Victor nodded. "Should stop by tonight," he said.

"Great. I miss the kids so much," he said.

"Me too. We can try to leave in the mornin'," he said.

Logan grinned. "Great."

During the rest of the day, Logan was in Victor's arms. He smiled as he leaned against him. He was starting to have some mood swings again, so Victor was being as careful as he could be with what he said to his baby brother. Logan looked at his brother, smiling. He leaned up and kissed him. Victor kissed him back, pulling his baby brother closer to him. He grinned as Logan snaked his arms around his large frame. Victor laid down on the bed with Logan on top of him. Logan straddled his hips, sitting up, looking down at him as he removed his brother's shirt. He grabbed an edible paint bottle from his nightstand. He drizzled paint on Victor's hard nipples, trailing a line to his belly button, filling it. He then unzipped Victor's jeans, pulling them down along with the briefs. He then continued the line of paint to his crotch.

Logan grinned as he set the paint aside. He leaned down, taking Victor's right nipple into his mouth and licked it then sucked the paint off. Victor moaned and looked at him work. Logan then moved to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. He then trailed his tongue down those lushious abs then to his belly button. He stuck the tip of his tongue down there and then sucked on it, causing a moan to come from his brother. He then went lower and took Victor's dick into his mouth. Victor moaned loudly and threw his head back as his younger brother gave him one hell of a blow job. Logan kept taking in more of Victor's length.

Victor was breathing heavily as his brother continued on. Logan hummed, making vibrations go through it, sending Victor unbelievable amounts of pleasure. Victor gripped the bedsheets as his brother continued on, making the pleasures more and more effective. He couldn't hang on much longer. He soon came and Logan swallowed what was put down his throat.

He sat back up, wiping his mouth, grinning. He crawled over Victor and onto his side of the bed. He kissed his cheek. Victor put an arm around him, smiling.

"That was great," he said, grinning.

"Yer welcome," he said.