They moved down the hall, tripping over each other and knocking things over as they went, their mouths still connected, trying to tug off each other's clothes. Logan shoved James up against the wall, peeling the unwanted fabric from his torso, kissing and biting at all the cold exposed flesh. A moan slipped past the teen's lips, hauling his lover up, tugging forcefully at his shirt, buttons flying as it tore open. It was James' turn, and he pushed Logan against the opposite wall, biting a mark into the pale skin of his neck, making the doctor squirm and whimper in pleasure. He sucked harshly, wanting it to be there for weeks, lovingly soothing it over with his tongue after.
The doctor worked on the teen's belt, letting out a breathy chuckle as it came open. Logan's laugh was music to the pretty boy's ears. He'd been waiting for all of this again, not just the sex. He didn't care if he got the sex, either. He just wanted to be close to Logan again. The teen sealed his mouth the doctor's again, picking him up by the backs of the thighs, wrapping his legs around his waist. Logan gasped as he felt hands on his backside, holding him up as he pulled him off the wall.
"Mm, James." He moaned, wrapping his arms around the teen's neck, tangling his hands in that wonderful shaggy hair. James smirked, squeezing his hands on the doctor's ass before laying him down on the bed, Logan trying his hardest to sit back up and undress him.
"Calm down." The teen smiled, undressing himself quickly, leaving his boxers on.
The doctor laid his head back, fumbling with his belt, lifting his hips as he pulled it from the loops. He ripped at the button and zipper of his trousers, obviously not getting them off fast enough. A second pair of hands helped him, stripping the fabric from his legs, hands roaming up his thighs, fondling him through his boxer briefs.
"Mm, you're so hard." James crawled on top of him, gripping him a bit tighter, connecting their mouths again.
Logan whimpered into the kiss, hips rocking into the hand, his own searching the teen's body until he found his boxers, swiftly pulling them down. The smaller brunette grabbed the other's backside, tugging him down on top of him.
James' heart was pounding, feeling like it might explode. It felt more than good to be so close again, almost too much even though he couldn't get enough. He stripped the doctor of his underwear, then ground his hips down, naked cocks rubbing together. Groans echoed throughout the the room, James' mouth sucking where neck meets shoulder on creamy skin, the doctor rocking up against him as he ground down again. Logan's hands ran along the pretty boy's back, gently scratching his nails down, the taller arching into him, pressing their bodies together.
"You don't know how much I've wanted this." The teen whispered, nuzzling his head into Logan's skin, leaving pecks of the lips along his shoulder and collarbone.
"You're hard as a rock; I know how much you've wanted to fuck me." The doctor craned his neck, trying to calm his breathing.
"I haven't wanted to fuck you... I mean there were times, but," He lifted his head, "I just wanted to be close to you again."
Logan's breath hitched when those hazel eyes met his own, and he felt his heart swell, wishing he'd never let him go. He leaned up, brushing his lips with the teen's. He should have never pushed him away, and he was going to make sure it never happened again.
"Take me, James. Please, I missed you." He whispered, rubbing his thumb against the taller's jaw.
James pulled the doctor closer, wrapping his legs around his waist, holding one arm around his back. He crawled up the bed, laying Logan back down, head on the pillows before sitting up, going to grab some lube from the drawer. He stopped short, finding himself being pushed off balance, falling back onto the fresh sheets, pulled back comforter supporting his head.
Logan gave him a smirk, leaning down between his legs, tongue poking out to wet his lips before wrapping them around the tip of the pretty boy's cock. The teen gasped, his skin still a bit chilled from the rain, the doctor's lips feeling like fire. Logan swirled his tongue around the head, then took more of him in, thoroughly coating him all the way down to the base, making the teen gasp again as he deep throated him.
"Jesus, Logan. Come on, stop teasing me." James whined, latching a hand in the other's hair; tugging gently, feeling every little movement the smaller brunette made, pulling off of him with a wet-sounding pop.
The doctor crawled up straddled the teen's hips, ready to sink himself down when James grabbed him by the waist and flipped them back to the top of the bed.
"I want you on the pillows." The pretty boy said, placing a kiss to Logan's lips, cock pressing to his entrance.
"Then have me on the pillows," He wrapped his legs around James' waist again, "Take me, fuck me; just do it."
The teen held his lover's hips, gently pushing forward, slipping into him, walls tight but adapting to the new intrusion. He couldn't help the groan that slipped out, burying himself in, stopping to wait for Logan.
"Why is it that you're always stretched when I'm around?" The birthday boy asked, voice rough in the doctor's ear as he nibbled at the lobe.
"Because I don't want to waste time with the best I've ever had." Logan whispered, rocking his hips for James to start.
A smile broke onto the teen's lips, slight chuckle into the other's ear before he started moving. The smaller brunette wrapped his arms around the taller's neck, hands tangling in his wet hair, rocking with him on each soft thrust in and out.
James' hands felt all over the other's body; pinching his nipples, counting his rips, circling around his bellybutton, both coming into play as they skipped one area. Hands grabbed the doctor's thighs, bringing them up a bit higher, knowing how much of a difference it could make.
Logan was panting, his head back on the pillow, soft moans being heard from above him. The teen leaned down, placing a kiss to his lover's chin, then trailed his lips down, feeling the moan that vibrated from his throat. It sounded so much like his name, making him want to move faster.
The doctor gasped as the teen's cock brushed against his prostate, "J-James. James, please."
"I got you, Logie." The taller promised, angling their hips to hit his sweet spot with each thrust. The movements became more focused and rough, and Logan was begging, making the teen buck his hips hard into the doctor's prostate, the smaller crying out for more.
"O-Oh, James! Harder, h-harder." He whimpered, hips thrusting up to meet the other's.
The taller brunette complied, happy to give him anything he wanted to see him like this; moaning and begging, saying his name over and over, pale skin shining with sweat, head thrown back in pleasure.
"Yes! Oh, r-right there. James-Oh, God-I'm close." Logan pulled him in deeper, his hips bucking up without permission, hands holding tight to the taller's shoulders, orgasm creeping up fast.
"Tell me how much you want it." James growled, snapping his hips forward harder, pounding himself in deeper.
"S-So much. I want it so bad; I'm so hard it hurts. I want to come, I-I want you to come with me." Logan stuttered out, gasping and moaning, running his hands down the other's chest, scratching his nails down his abdomen.
James let out a groan through gritted teeth, leaning over his lover and repeatedly hitting his sweet spot, the bed rocking, both of them on edge. Logan moved his hands back up and grabbed chunks of the teen's hair, tugging as he tumbled over the edge; James' orgasm overtaking him at the same time, both of them screaming in blinding pleasure as the thunder crackled and boomed outside.
They rode it out, the doctor panting out the taller's name, James mumbling out obscenities as he rocked slowly in and out until they both couldn't take it anymore. The taller brunette gently pulled out, slopping kissing away the whimper that left the smaller's lips before plopping down on the bed next to him.
They listened to the patter of rain while their bodies cooled, after a moment the doctor grabbed a few tissues and cleaning them up, cuddling into James' inviting arms after. The teen was spent, but turned to face his lover, seeing Logan's eyes already closed. He smiled, pushing his sweaty hair back, and placed a soft kiss to his forehead.
"Earlier, in the classroom," The doctor spoke softly, "You asked me why I lied about fucking a patient."
"Yeah, I did. I'm sorry I yelled at you. I know you could have lost your job. You're just starting out as a doctor, and I could have been a career ender." James said quietly, running a hand through his hair.
"No, you were angry. You did nothing wrong. But I said I didn't fuck a patient, because I didn't," Logan's eyes fluttered open, "I made love to you; a guy who thought I was cute."
"I think you're gorgeous, I think you're perfect." The teen said truthfully, smiling as Logan blushed and kissed his chest.
"I did feel something; I do feel something, James. And I want you, I always did. It hurt to push you away and I'm sorry for everything bad I did to you." The smaller brunette looked up at his tired lover, hoping he'd forgive him, or think about forgiving him.
"Apology accepted," He smiled sleepily, watching Logan's smile widen, "on one condition."
"What? Anything, I'll do it." The smaller was eager to please him, looking up at him with big eyes.
"Tell me you're not single anymore." He caressed his lover's cheek, feeling the slight stubble scratch the pad of his thumb.
"I haven't been single for a while, James. Some annoying, unforgettable, beautiful kid really likes me, and I just can't let him go." Logan smiled, giving his official boyfriend a kiss.
"I'm not a kid anymore, Logie." He smiled, scooting closer to the doctor, nuzzling his head into the crook of his neck.
"Yeah, I know. Happy birthday, James." The doctor held him close, placing a kiss to his hair.
