Ah. A new fic from me.

So, I don't know how good this is, it may really suck. Sorry if it does. :/ I'll try to make it better.

Chapter One

Logan looked at his reflection and sighed. He went back to work on spiking up his hair so it'd be perfect. He was prepping to go to a party with his best friend and roommate James. It would be their first party after finishing up their Junior year of college. Logan wanted to look good. There could be some hot guys at the party.

There was a knock on his bedroom door. "Come in."

James opened the door and leaned in the doorway. "Exactly how long does it take a gay man to get ready for a party?"

Logan snorted as he finished with his hair. "You're straight and you usually take longer than me."

James let out a dramatic sigh. "The price of being gorgeous. People expect the gorgeous ones to look good, and we must live up to that expectation."

Logan laughed at his friend's ridiculousness. James was gorgeous, though. Prettier than most girls. Logan actually once had a crush on him back in high school while he was coming to terms with his sexual orientation. Luckily, that crush was long gone.

"I just wanna look good tonight," Logan told James.

"Why? Do you know of any gay dudes who are gonna be at the party? Besides Jett, I mean. Wait. You're not thinking of hooking up with Jett tonight, are you?"

Logan rolled his eyes. "No. No more fucking around with Jett. Especially since he and I don't feel the same way about each other."

"Then why are you on a mission to look good?" James wanted to know.

"I just have a good feeling about tonight is all."

James rolled his eyes. "Whatever. We gotta stop at Sherwoods on the way."

Logan perked up and asked, "Why?"

"Because it's either bring your own alcohol, or give the gracious hostess some money for all the booze she bought. I'd rather buy my own. At least that way I know there'll be something I like."

"And I get no alcohol because I'm the designated driver." Logan gave himself a final check in the mirror then left his room, James following. "Hot grocery store guy best be there."

"It's a Friday night and he's our age," James said. "He's probably out partying too."

Logan grabbed his keys off the hook on the back of their apartment door. "Let a guy dream. Jesus." He opened the door and he and James stepped into the hall. Just as Jett exited his apartment across the hall from theirs. "Hello, Jett," Logan greeted politely.

"Hi," Jett said while flashing a smile that made dozens of guys swoon. "You two off to Jo Taylor's party?"

"Yup," James answered before Logan could. "Can't wait to see the house she, Dak, and Lucy are renting. This should be an awesome housewarming party."

"I haven't fucked Dak... yet," Jett said.

Logan laughed and rolled his eyes. "Neither have I. I hear he's good, though."

"Christ. You two are sluts," James said and went off down the hall.

Logan chuckled and followed, sensing Jett walk behind him. "We'll see you there," he said to Jett. "We gotta stop at Sherwoods first."

Jett gave him an annoyed look as they entered the stairwell. "So you can stalk the eyebrow dude?"

"No. So James can get some booze. God. I don't know why you've always been so jealous of a guy I've barely spoken to."

"I don't get jealous."

They walked out of the building. "Whatever you say, Jett. See ya." Logan ran to catch up with James, who was already at Logan's car. "Ready to go?"

"You done flirting with Jett?" James asked.

Logan unlocked his car. "I wasn't flirting. Just making conversation." He got into the car.

James got into the passenger seat as Logan started to car. "I will punch you in the face if you fuck Jett tonight. It's not-"

"I have no plans to fuck Jett tonight," Logan interrupted. "Or ever again. OK?" He started the drive to the grocery store near their building.

"Good."

Once at Sherwoods, Logan was very disappointed when he didn't see his hot grocery store guy. He was usually there whenever Logan was. Offering a smile and a hello. Maybe even a short conversation if Logan was lucky.

"Aw. Are you sad because your crush wasn't working tonight?" James asked during the short drive to Jo's house/

"Shut up."

"Is poor Logie depressed now?" James started to poke Logan's cheek. "Are you no longer in a partying mood?"

Logan smacked James; hands away. "I'll abandon you at this party, I swear."

"No you wouldn't. You're too nice."

"I fucking hate you sometimes," Logan said, making James laugh. "And I fucking hate parking around here."

"Well, we are incredibly close to campus. Lots of college students here throwing parties."

Logan managed to find a spot in front of the house. "I am gonna be so mad if I get a ticket."

"Jesus. Stop being so pissy," James said. He gathered his alcohol and got out of the car.

Logan locked his car and followed James. "I am not pissy," he insisted. "I was just..."

"Hoping that dude would see you looking all spiffy and fall madly in love with you?"

"Something like that," Logan admitted.

They walked into the house, and Jo went up to them. "Hi, guys! I see you brought your own drinks."

"Fuck yeah," James said. "Where can I put them?"

"I'll show you."

James followed Jo, and Logan went up to Lucy.

"Nice place," Logan said.

Lucy smiled. "Yeah. We like it. You look nice. Hoping to get lucky?"

Logan chuckled. "Maybe. It's been awhile."

"I'm pretty sure awhile for you is different than awhile for others."

Logan grinned at Lucy. "You might be right."

"Hello, Lucy," James said when he joined them.

"Hi," Lucy greeted. Then someone called her name. "I'll be back."

"Jett's staring you down," James told Logan.

"I don't care," Logan responded. He saw some people enter. "Oh. There's Carlos."

"Along with a hot girl," James added.

"And..." Logan's eyes widened. He started to smack James' arm excitedly. "Oh shit. It's hot grocery store guy, James. Oh my god. Be cool."

"Be cool? They're not even coming over here."

Logan ignored James. "I can't believe Carlos knows him."

"Lucky you."

"Fuck. Should we go over there?"

"Carlos will find us eventually," James said. "His two friends don't look very comfortable. I guess they don't know everyone."

Logan continued to ignore James and just stared. The guy he semi-stalked at Sherwoods for years was friends with Carlos. Carlos, one of his closest college friends. How had Carlos not mentioned this? Then again, Logan never mentioned his creepy crush on Carlos' friend. So Logan guessed they were even.

"Maybe I'll try to get with the girl who showed up with Carlos," James said, taking a drink.

"Uh-huh. Sure."

James sighed. "Logan Mitchell: King of the One Track Mind." He smacked the back of Logan's head.

"Ow! What the fuck?" Logan yelled over the music, grabbing several people's attention. Including that of the guy he wanted it from the most.

"You're staring like a fucking creep," James told him. "Oh. Look at who's coming this way."

Logan saw Carlos and his two companions coming up to them. "Fuck. Be cool," Logan said, repeating his earlier words.

"You are the biggest spazz in the world," James mumbled. "Hey, Carlos," he said when Carlos and the other two reached them. "Who are your friends?" He gave the girl a smile.

"These are my friends. Camille," Carlos pointed to the girl, and then the guy, "and Kendall."

James, trying to be a charmer, took Camille's hand and kissed it. She giggled. "I'm James."

Logan rolled his eyes at his friend then shook Kendall's hand. "I'm Logan."

Kendall smiled. "I recognize you from Sherwoods. You go there a lot."

"Well, it's only a few blocks away from my building," Logan told him.

Carlos nudged Kendall. "You can stop shaking Logan's hand now."

Kendall pulled his hand away. "Sorry."

Logan immediately missed Kendall's hand in his. "It's cool."

"Can I get you a drink?" Logan heard James ask Camille.

"Sure," Camille said. Logan was vaguely aware of them walking away.

"Oh. There's Lucy," Carlos said and left.

Kendall laughed. "He really wants to get with her."

Logan smiled. "I know. So, uh, how do you know Carlos?"

"Oh, Carlos," Kendall said with a fond grin. "We've been friends since pre-school."

"That's just as long as James and I have been friends. And the girl?"

"Camille? I met her in high school. We, uh, bonded over a similar life situation. We even dated for a short time."

"Oh." So Kendall was straight. Logan was flooded with sadness. "Um. Do you know any of the lovely people living in this house?"

Kendall chuckled. "Carlos and I went to high school with Jo and Dak. And..." Kendall laughed to himself. "I also dated both of them briefly."

Logan's sadness was replaced with hope. Kendall had dated at least one guy. Logan had a chance. "Interesting," he said to Kendall.

"I guess," Kendall said. "So you know Carlos from PW University?"

"Yup."

"You had some classes together?"

"A few. We've had to take some of the same classes since I want to be a school counselor, and he wants to be a Kindergarten teacher."

"Ah. Now it makes sense," Kendall said.

"What?"

"Why I feel like I can tell you anything."

"I'm also told I'm a good listener," Logan added. "I used to want to be a doctor."

"Oh? What changed?"

The room was getting crowded. More people had shown up, and they wanted to dance. Logan gestured for Kendall to follow him into the other room. It was only less crowded than the other. People were sitting on the couches and floor, talking and drinking. Logan opted to lean against the wall and Kendall did the same, standing very close to Logan.

"I had a tough time in high school," Logan told Kendall. "I decided around my Junior year that I wanted to be able to help kids having similar troubles. And maybe people with worse problems."

"May I ask about your tough times?"

"Sure," Logan said with a shrug. "I came out to my friends Freshman year. I went to a small Catholic school, so word spread fast and people were cruel. Things sucked for a really long time."

Kendall nodded. "I know all about high school sucking. Carlos, Jo, and Dak were the only people who stuck by me during... my tough times." He looked at Logan expectantly. "You're not gonna ask me about my tough times?"

"You seem reluctant to talk about it," Logan said. "I'm not gonna pressure you. And this is all a bit of a heavy topic for a first conversation."

"Hey now," Kendall said with a smile. "We've had conversations before. Like, commenting on weather and shit."

Now Logan smiled, his heart beginning to speed up. "You remember all the silly conversations we've had?"

"You're hard to forget, Logan," Kendall said, and Logan loved the way his name sounded coming from Kendall's mouth.

"So are you, Kendall," Logan told him. "So. Do you go to school anywhere?"

"Nope," Kendall said with a sigh. "I decided to work full time. And I've been working at Sherwoods since I was a Freshman in high school. My boss loves me, and since I've also proven to be a good employee, he lets me off when I really need it and stuff like that."

"That's a pretty good deal. I work at the public library."

"I may have to go there now."

Logan was surprised his face didn't break since he was smiling so big. "That'd be fun. I sometimes read to the kids. There's, like, a special event every week."

"You like kids?" Kendall asked, and Logan swore he saw a hopeful gleam in his eyes.

"I love kids," Logan told him. "I hope to have some one day. Somehow."

"How, um, do your parents feel about you being gay?" Kendall asked.

"They were a little uncomfortable with it at first," Logan said. "But now they're used to the idea of their only kid being gay. They fight for my rights and all that shit."

"So you're parents are pushing for same-sex marriage to be legal here in Minnesota?"

"Yup. Gotta love my parents."

"My mom still thinks me being bisexual is a phase," Kendall said. "She gets all annoyed whenever I date a dude."

"Well. I feel like a lot of people have issues with that."

"Do you?"

"I have no problems with people being bisexual," Logan told him. "As long as it's between consenting adults, it's all good."

"You're really cool, Logan."

Logan looked down at his feet. "I try."

Kendall stepped in front of Logan. He lifted Logan's chin so Logan would look at him. "I think it comes to you naturally." He looked at Logan for a bit. "Tell me something. When was the first time you stepped foot into Sherwoods?"

Logan took a deep breath. "It was a few years ago in June. Soon after James and I moved into the apartment. We needed food and stuff."

"I remember seeing you walk in with James. I thought you two were a couple and wondered how the fuck I could compete with a model-looking dude for your attention."

"James and I aren't like that. He's very straight."

Kendall smirked. "I realized that when he checked out some chick's ass. But I was still too scared to talk to you."

Deciding to be slightly bold, Logan put a hand on Kendall's shoulder and pulled him closer. "About eight months later, it was the first time you said hello to me. When I walked by and you were stocking shelves."

"I was so nervous. But then you smiled so brightly and said hi back."

Logan moved his hand to the back of Kendall's neck. "Every time I walk in, I check to see if you're working a register. If you are, I always get in your line. No matter how long it is."

Kendall smiled the most beautiful smile Logan had ever seen. "I've noticed that. Funny isn't it? We've had a mutual friend the entire time we've been admiring each other."

"Well, I never told Carlos about the guy I stalked at the grocery store."

Kendall's hands went to Logan's waist. "And I never told Carlos about the guy I would practically pray for to enter the store. It's strange how life works."

"Very strange."

Kendall stepped closer to Logan, their bodies now pressed together. "May I kiss you, Logan?"

"Please."

Kendall went right in for the kiss, and Logan was grateful. Kendall's lips felt amazing against his. Pleasure spread through his entire body as he opened his mouth for Kendall, letting Kendall's tongue explore. Logan was sure that tongue would be skillful in other places. The thought of that in addition to finally having a taste of Kendall's mouth was causing Logan to get hard. He moaned as he gripped the back of Kendall's head and moved his lower body against Kendall's. He was happy that Kendall seemed just as excited as he was. When Kendall pulled back, Logan let out a small whine.

"Sorry," Kendall said while reaching into his pocket. "My phone's ringing." He sighed when he saw who was calling. "My mom. I'll be right back. Stay right here. Please."

"I will."

Kendall smiled as he answered his phone and walked off. "Mom?" Logan heard him sigh. "Fine. OK. Put-" Kendall was then outside.

Logan let out a breath and his eyes roamed the room. More people had shown up during his time with Kendall. He peeked into the other room. He saw James and that girl Camille holding hands, both red-faced from drink, heading up the stairs. James was about to get lucky.

Kendall came back a little while later.

"I was beginning to think you left," Logan joked.

Kendall smiled and put a hand on Logan's cheek. "It's hard to get my mom off the phone. And if I didn't answer at all..."

"She's be pissed or think you're dead."

Kendall laughed. "Exactly."

"No matter how old we get, we're still babies on our mother's eyes."

Kendall started to stroke Logan's lower lip with his thumb. "Let's stop talking about mothers."

"OK."

"I like kissing you, Logan."

"I like kissing you too."

Kendall smiled. "I wanna do more. But I don't know if Dak, Lucy, or Jo would want us fucking in one of their rooms."

"Well, I saw James and Camille go upstairs. So one room is taken. Unless they're using the bathroom..."

"Good for Camille. The poor girl hasn't gotten laid in so long."

Logan chuckled. He put his hand to Kendall's chest. "We could always go to my car. It's parked out front."

"Let's do it."

Logan grabbed Kendall's hand, and led him to the door. When they were outside, Logan got his keys out of his pocket. They got closer to his car and Logan pushed the button to unlock it.

"Nice car," Kendall commented. "And it's red."

Logan smiled and opened one of the doors to the backseat. "Red is my favorite color. Would you like a tour of the backseat?"

"I'd love one." Kendall got in and Logan followed. "Spacious."

"I know," Logan said as he locked the doors. He then placed his keys and phone in one of the cup holders. "It's so difficult to find a car like this with space in the backseat. You wanna put your keys and phone with mine?"

"Sure." Kendall did so. "Can we kiss now?"

Logan smiled. He made his way over to Kendall and straddled him. He didn't hesitate in bringing his lips to Kendall's. It became heated rather quickly, the car windows beginning to fog. Not that either man in the car noticed. They were too focused on each other.

Kendall started to pull at the bottom of Logan's shirt. Logan assisted Kendall in removing it.

"Damn. You're hot," Kendall said.

Logan chuckled. "Nah." He chuckled again when Kendall snorted in disagreement. "Now time to get rid of your shirt." He pulled Kendall's shirt off and tossed it somewhere in the front seat. He let out a whistle. "You're not so bad yourself, my friend."

"You're obviously blinded by lust." When Logan went in for another kiss, Kendall stopped him. "Um. It's been awhile since I've been with a guy."

Logan kissed along Kendall's beautiful jawline. "I can bottom. No biggie."

"It's been about a year since I've been with anyone."

Logan's lips moved to Kendall's neck. "Are you afraid you won't be good?"

Kendall moaned a little when Logan nipped at his neck. "Maybe."

"I'm sure you'll be fucking amazing." Logan started to undo Kendall's pants. He then crawled off Kendall and leaned against the car door. "My pants are quite restricting. Would you mind getting rid of them for me?"

Kendall smirked. "Sure." Kendall took his time. Slowly unbuttoning and unzipping Logan's jeans before pulling them down and off—along with Logan's underwear. "When'd you take your shoes off?"

Logan laughed. What an odd question for Kendall to ask. "While we were making out." He watched Kendall take in his naked body. He really hoped Kendall was impressed. Then he pushed his insecurities aside and said, "Your turn."

Kendall was shaken out of whatever thoughts he was having. "Right." He kicked off his shoes then finally removed the rest of his clothes.

"Come here," Logan commanded, really liking what he was seeing. As soon as Kendall was close enough, Logan pulled Kendall on top of him. Their bare skin touching just felt so good to Logan. He wanted more. He wanted it all. "Fuck me, Kendall," he whispered before initiating another kiss.

Kendall moaned against Logan's mouth. "Wait. Condoms?"

"Right. Glove compartment. I probably have some in there." At Kendall's eyebrow raise, he said, "I have a lightly slutty past." Kendall's eyebrows went up farther. "I don't have any diseases, I swear! I've been tested."

Kendall chuckled. "I believe you. You're cute when you spazz out, you know." He placed a kiss to Logan's nose then made his way toward the front of the car.

While Kendall did this, Logan slicked up his own fingers with his saliva. Then he went about preparing himself.

When Kendall was looking at Logan again, a condom in his hand, he muttered, "Fuck."

"This shouldn't take long," Logan said. "Put that on."

Kendall ripped the condom wrapper open with his teeth. "Ooh. It's lubricated," Kendall said as he put it on.

Logan smiled. He'd been doing that a lot since he started talking to Kendall however many hours ago. "I'm a fan of convenience. Now come here. I'm ready for you."

"Thank God."

It took a few minutes for them to position themselves properly. Logan's right leg ended up over Kendall's shoulder, his left wrapped around Kendall's waist. Then Kendall was inside him.

"Don't move yet," Logan said.

"Sorry. Forgot. Just... feels so good."

"So do you." He gave Kendall a quick kiss. "Go ahead."

Kendall was not slow or gentle. For that, Logan was glad. Fast and hard was just how he wanted it. Logan cried out each time Kendall hit his prostate. His eyes were locked with Kendall's the entire time. He had never before kept eye contact with a guy during their first time together. Too personal. But Logan found himself wanting this to be personal. It wasn't even over yet, and he wanted Kendall again. And again. And again.

Logan made a move to touch himself, but Kendall knocked his hand away. "Let me."

It wasn't long before they were both coming. Almost simultaneously. Calling out each other's name.

"Fuck. That was good," Kendall said as he rested his head against Logan's chest.

Logan was surprised to find himself playing with Kendall's hair. But he didn't stop. "Yeah. It was. I knew you'd be excellent."

"I'm glad one of us had faith in me." Kendall sighed as he pulled out of Logan, sitting up.

"I have a garbage bag," Logan said. He grabbed a plastic bag and handed it to Kendall. Then he went toward the front of the car and grabbed the wipes he kept there. When he was once again settled in the backseat, he noticed Kendall staring at him. "Were you checking me out?"

"Um..." Kendall sighed. "Yeah."

Logan laughed while he cleaned himself up. "I did the same when you grabbed the condom. Here." He handed Kendall the wipes. "Huh. Weird."

"What?" Kendall asked as he put his used wipe in the garbage bag.

"Usually things feel... awkward after I have sex with someone I barely know. Like, I just wanna get away. But I find myself not wanting to leave you."

Kendall smiled. "Aw. That makes me feel special. But, um, exactly how often did you have sex with random dudes?"

"Well... In high school, no one ever showed any interest in me. Though God knows people tried to set me up. But once I got to college, all of a sudden, a bunch of guys showed interest in me. So I went a little crazy my first two years. I've calmed down now. This is the first time in awhile I've done something like this. Shit! You think less of me now, don't you?"

Kendall chuckled and pulled Logan against his chest. Logan realized he liked cuddling with Kendall at that moment. "I don't think less of you," Kendall promised. "I never got the chance to go crazy. What's it like?"

"Well, you really feel like a loser if you don't at least get a blow job by the end of the night." Logan was pleased he got Kendall to laugh. Such a beautiful sound. "It was fun at first. After I got over my shyness and insecurities. But then I got tired of how... emotionless it all was. I actually wanted more than sex."

"Good."

"Good?"

"Yeah," Kendall said. "It's nice knowing you weren't just seeking me out for sex. I mean, it was good and all. Fucking amazing. But I like to think I'm more than just a sex object. I want more than sex too."

"Then why-"

"Oh. I, like, never do this. The earliest I've had sex with someone is after the second date."

"Then why me?" Logan asked.

"I'm not sure. I guess because I've thought about you so much since that first time I saw you," Kendall said. "Always wondering what it'd be like with you. I've never spent so much time daydreaming about someone. Then there you are at this party, kissing me. It was so unreal. I had to jump at this chance. What of I never get another one?"

"You'll get another chance," Logan said as he grabbed Kendall's phone.

"What are you doing?" Kendall asked, sounding a little worried.

"Giving you my number."

"Oh. Sweet."

"You can call or text me the next time you're free," Logan said. "Maybe schedule a date?"

"I'd like that," Kendall said. He sighed a little after looking at the time once Logan gave him back his phone. "Shit. It's getting late. I have to be there to open the store tomorrow."

"So we should probably get dressed then." Logan moved out of Kendall's hold and grabbed for his pants.

"I'm sorry," Kendall said sadly as he pulled on his own pants.

"It's fine," Logan said. "You have to work. No big deal."

Once they were both fully dressed, they went back into the house. It was weird to Logan, being back in the real world after being in his own little bubble with Kendall for an hour or so.

"I need to find Carlos and Camille," Kendall said. "I drove them here."

Logan looked around. "Camille's dancing with James, and... I can't see Carlos."

"He's probably in the kitchen playing beer pong or something." Kendall looked at Logan. "I need to round them up."

"So this is good-bye?"

"Yeah. For now."

Logan smiled. He pulled Kendall in for a brief kiss. "Call me."

"I will."

So yeah. Not sure how this is. I'm going to continue it whether it sucks or not... But tell me how you feel about it, I guess?

I spent so much time working on Thank You, William Shakespeare that I have to get used to writing everyone differently. :/