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Come
Logan walked out of the bathroom, a towel tied loosely around his waist. He entered the bedroom, to find Warren vacuuming.
"We have a vacuum?" Logan asked. Warren laughed sarcastically, "Very funny."
"I was serious," Logan shrugged it off. He pulled out a pair of pajama pants from inside his dresser. Warren was used to seeing Logan naked. Logan wasn't as sheltered as him, and would change in front of him, and take showers while Warren was brushing his teeth and such. Once, Warren even caught Logan jerking off in their bed. It was unusual to sleep in a bed with Logan at first, but Warren understood it was only shared because they weren't rich enough to afford another and neither preferred the couch. The thing was, Warren had always had a bit of a thing for Logan. But Warren never spoke of his feelings and never changed in front of Logan.
Logan let the towel drop, exposing his strong legs, thighs and of course, his cock. Warren caught himself starring at Logan's body, but quickly turned away, blushing. Logan apparently had spotted him starring.
Logan spoke softly, "Come here."