A/N: Woah hey yeah hi hello, I decided to continue. I enjoy writing it too much (only slightly concerning) and you guys obviously enjoy reading it too much (naughty) so you know... yolo!

No.

Anyway.

Yeah so um 7,000 words to 2,000 words is kind of dog of me hey? But this is mostly just a filler chapter. Sort of. Idk. There's not really going to be a huge plot so its not like I need to do much. That's a lie. I need to shut up its 3:00am.

But yeah there's just some smut for you. Good old phone sex. Who doesn't love phone sex? It's not awkward at all... Well it's awkward in real life anyway, I feel like it's better in fics lol.

LOVE YOU!

P.S Bold is text messages and italics (mostly) are Logan on the phone.

P.P.S This is just Kendall and Logan in this chapter. No jims. But he's coming back dont worry! Coming back with vengeance... And I promise I'm not playing favourites... Cross my heart.

P.P.P.S This is awful. I should have given you better...

"Kendall!" His mother gasps the moment he walks in the room.

He had been dreading this. But it's not like he expected it any different.

"Kendall Knight don't you walk away from me!" She says angrily, forcing the boy to stop on the stairs and sigh.

"Yes Mom?" He asks, turning around tentatively.

Jennifer Knight practically stomps up to him, stopping at the foot of the stairs to glare at her son up and down before her eyes begin to soften.

"Honey" she says slowly, "what happened to you?"

"What do you mean?" Kendall feigns innocence, running a hand through his matted hair that he is desperately hoping doesn't contain any traces of dried cum.

"Are you being bullied Kendall?" She asks gently, causing Kendall to sigh.

"No of course not"

But that might not be true, he's not even sure.

"But honey you've got these marks all over you and -"

"It's nothing" Kendall says bluntly, "honestly Mom. Just getting a bit rough with Carlos in gym"

She nods slowly, but Kendall can see through her eyes she doesn't believe a word, but he retreats up the stairs before she gets a chance to get another word in.

Kendall wants to collapse down on his bed and never move, but it's for that reason he showers first. Washing off every trace of Logan and James that he can. But it's not enough. He can still feel them on his skin, hot and burning.

With a feeble attempt of saying he's not hungry to his Mom, Kendall curls up into his sheets and hides under the covers, bringing his cell phone to his face with one eye squinting to stare at the bright screen as he checks his messages.

Carlos. Carlos. Stephanie. And a number he doesn't recognise.

"Hey. This is Kendall right?" It says simply, and Kendall replies quickly with a "yeah. Who's this sorry?"

He barely has to wait two seconds for a reply, which is lucky, considering that any moment now he will succumb to the sandman and be out cold.

"It's Logan ;)"

Kendall's eyes go wide. And he reads the message, once, twice, five times before it really sinks in.

"Hi..." He replies with shaky fingers, holding the phone to his chest and trying to calm his rapidly increasing breath.

"Want to know something funny?"

Kendall gulps. "What?"

"I didn't know your name till about half an hour ago lol"

How funny. Of course they didn't. Of course they fucked him, stole his virginity, and didn't even know his name. Kendall's feels amazing.

"Oh. Yeah. Um hi?"

"Hi Kendall :)"

"How did you get this number?"

"Just had to text a couple of people, no big deal"

"Oh. Right"

Kendall's feels like an idiot. He is an idiot.

"Do you want to meet me Kendall?"

"What when?"

"Now"

Kendall blanches, grabbing the sheets in his fist and cursing under his breath.

"Ahh I'm in bed... Sort of tired"

"Sounds hot. Maybe I could come over?"

Kendall rolls over and buries his face into his pillow, letting out what can only be described as a muffled groan, combined with what might be repeated murmurs of "no no no"but now Kendall's not even sure what's going on.

When his phone buzzes from beneath his chest he reluctantly fishes it out and brings it to his tired eyes.

"Please Kendall?"

"What, you didn't get enough this afternoon?"

"Don't be a bitch"

"Whatever. You like it when I'm a bitch"

"Mmm this is true... But you're not going to be my little bitch tonight then?"

"I think more than anything, my ass couldn't take it"

Kendall almost laughs at himself. Almost.

"That's why I want it"

"Are you like always horny or..."

"Aren't you?"

Kendall's not going to dignify that with an answer. Instead he's going to think of something funny, something witty, something -

"Kendall, I want to fuck you again"

Oh.

Kendall's about to reply with trembling hands, but when the phone begins its high pitched ring and the words "Incoming Call" flash bright and loud, his eyes go wide and he's not sure if his heart has stopped or it's beating out of its cage.

"H-Hello?" Kendall breathes into the receiver, voice so small and fragile.

"Hey Blondie"

Ugh. Kendall can hear his grin through the phone. Can see those dimples and those straight white teeth in a lopsided smile.

He needs help.

Kendall takes a deep breath, letting his eyes close. "Hey what's up?"

"My dick? Oh is that too forward? "Logan chuckles.

"Ugh... Well you did say you were horny" Kendall chuckles in return, the sound about half as strong as he would have wished.

"Very much so blondie... Are you going to help me out?"

"Stop calling me blondie"

"I'll stop calling you blondie if you can make me cum over the phone"

Kendall shoots his hand to his mouth to stop the gasp that so desperately wishes to escape. "Yeah? And how am I supposed to do that?"

"Well that's hardly my job... Hey, remember when James and I fucked you?"

"Oh no I'd forgotten what happened 5 hours ago"

"Mm so fucking sassy. I like that"

"I thought you liked me being your submissive bitch? Make up your mind" Kendall half grins, trailing his finger tips up and down his torso and stomach.

"Well that's the thing... I kind of like it when you fight for it... It was cute when you tried to get us to stop, tried to get me to stop fucking your throat... Shit. I could have those lips wrapped around my dick right now. So fucking wet and soft.."

"Fuck" Kendall moans, digging the heel of his palm into the now painful erection in his boxers.

"Are you hard blondie? Hard for me?"

"Ugh yes" he grunts in reply, gasping when he brings his hand below the waistband.

"Tell me what I would be doing to you if I was in your bed right now"Logan commands, his breath heavy and deep.

"I d-don't -"

"Tell me"

"Fuck. You'd have me on all fours, your hands clawing and digging at my back and hips"

"Ngh - yes"

"You'd be fucking into me so hard the bed would be hitting against the wall, but you can't hear that, not over my moans anyway"

When all Kendall hears is heavy breathing, he continues, his hand quickening its pace up and down his member.

"'Harder' I would moan, grinding back onto your dick and fuck – shit, Logan"

Kendall is almost panting now, picturing Logan slamming inside of him deep and hard. But it's not enough. It's not the real thing.

"Fuck, I would bring my fingers dragging up your back until my hands wrapped around your neck, squeezing way too fucking tight and pulling you up into me"

"Shit – yes – please" Kendall breathes in almost a strangled moan, thrusting his hips forward into his hand.

He needs more more more.

"Scream my name, fuck, do it"

Kendall's not even thinking of his little sister down the hall, or his Mom just down stairs when he starts almost chanting, "Logan Logan Logan", the sounds getting louder and his skin getting hotter.

"That's right, ugh that's right, say you want me, say you want me to fuck you"

"Yes yes, I want you to, I want you to f-fuck me" Kendall gasps, rolling his hips forward and arching his back off the bed as he feels the heat pool in his stomach and the sweat rolling in beads down the side of his face. "I want you to fuck me so hard, again, I want you to fuck me tomorrow, whilst James watches"

"Holy fuck" Logan whispers breathlessly into the phone, and Kendall knows Logan is close. Can tell by the way he moans and gasps and whines. Shit. "Yes, fucking yes that will happen"

"Im all yours" Kendall almost sobs, collecting the precum from his leaking cock on his fingers before letting them circle and run against his already abused entrance. "All fucking yours Logan"

Kendall cries out when he presses two fingers inside himself, wasting no time in thrusting down on them and jabbing at his prostate.

"Are you close? Going to cum for me?" Logan pants.

"Fucking my fingers and pretending they're you" Kendall whines, "But it's not f-fucking enough. Need you, need you inside of me, need you"

"Say you're mine" He hears Logan almost growl, "Say you're all mine, please, do it"

"All yours all yours" Kendall groans before one final thrust of his fingers and stroke of his cock has him coming with a shout and a groan, biting down on his bottom lip so hard the taste of metal and salt explode onto his tongue.

He can hear Logan swearing and muttering and grunting on the other line, the other boy obviously finding his release and finding it hard.

"Shit, Logan" Kendall breathes into the phone, the rise and fall of his chest the only movement filling the dark room.

He's not sure how to feel in this point in time. Embarrassed? Ashamed? Or should he just enjoy the high for what it is? Who knows anything anymore.

"Fuck" Logan exhales loudly, and Kendall can almost picture him in his bed... hair matted, chest heavy, skin hot and sweaty...

Kendall's not going to allow himself to get hard again. No no no.

"Well, I'm very much looking forward to tomorrow... Fucking you in front of James should be fun"

Kendall knows that if he could see him, Logan's lips would be curved upwards into a grin.

"Almost forgot I said that" Kendall sighs.

"What, forgot what happened two minutes ago?"

Kendall smirks at the irony.

"Fuck you"

"No Kendall, fuck you. Tomorrow"

"You know I could just like not come to school? Or avoid you."

"Ha. We'll find you. But you'll find us first..."

Kendall lets his lips tweak a smile as he rolls over to his side, letting his eyes drift shut and his breathing become deep.

"You know what might be more fun?"

"Mmm?"

"I think I would rather watch James fuck you... I want to have a nice view of your pretty little face as he slams into you from behind."

"Shit" Kendall moans into his pillows, "Im hanging up now"

"Shame"

"Shut up. See you tomorrow"

"See you tomorrow" Logan chuckles, and just before Kendall lets his phone slide from his face, he hears it; soft, quiet, and a smile etched into every syllable,

"Goodnight, Kendall"