"Oh Logan, I don't know about that."
The atmosphere in the bedroom had suddenly become very awkward. Logan's random proposition for his aid to move in with him was just a little too soon. It was sweet, though.
"Why not?" Logan asked sadly.
"It's just a bit too soon. I mean, I like where I live right now. I don't know if I'm up for that kind of commitment."
"Doesn't have to be like a relationship," the blind guy explained. "I'll pay you to stay and take care of me."
"Aww, Logan, come on."
Out of nowhere, Logan started to tear up. He began sniffling and threw himself at James.
"What's wrong? What's wrong?" James asked desperately. He put his arms around Logan and held him close to his chest.
"I'm scared," Logan mumbled.
"Of what, baby?"
"Being alone."
James turned Logan's face up to his and watched the tears roll out of his milky eyes. It broke his heart to see him cry like that.
"You've been alone for a long time," James said. "What's a little longer?"
"I don't like it when you're not here," Logan admitted. "When you leave, I cry and wish you could stay. I miss you."
"Are you serious?"
"Uh huh."
"Awwww…" James hugged him a bit tighter. He wiped the tears away from his cheeks and put a tiny kiss on his forehead. Logan sighed and tried his best to calm down. "Why don't you come home with me today? You can meet my roommate. You can stay with me."
"I, I don't know."
"I have too much stuff I gotta do at my place, I can't stay here. But I'll take care of you."
"I don't know…"
James cradled Logan in his arms and held him there for a few minutes, speechless. His sniffs subsided. The room fell quiet, but it was nice.
"Okay," Logan finally said.
"Okay?"
"Yeah. I'll go home with you."
"Alright, just here, okay. You're good, you're good." James led Logan by the arm down the sidewalk and towards his car. "You'll be alright in a car?"
"I don't know," Logan said sheepishly. "I'll try."
"Come on here," He opened up the door of his Tacoma and hoisted Logan inside. "Here's the seatbelt. You okay?"
"Yup." Logan struggled to buckle up.
James went around the other side and climbed up into the driver's seat. "I'm going to turn it on now, okay?"
"Y-yeah." Logan gripped onto the side of the door and braced himself. This was a big deal for him; a major turning point. He had spent more than a decade being completely terrified of riding in cars, but now that he had James, he felt brave enough to face those fears.
James started the engine and pulled out of the space smoothly. Logan was trying his best not to hyperventilate.
"I'll put the window down," James said.
Logan breathed in the fresh air from outside and attempted to settle into the seat. It wasn't so bad. The car smelled good, too. It was a smell that reminded him of…something.
"How is it?"
"Good," Logan answered quickly. "How much further?"
"Heheh, not long."
They continued to drive through the city at a pleasant pace. Maybe this was something Logan could even get used to. He really, really wished he could see, though. He wanted to experience the ride better, but oh well. James made a turn and Logan could tell they went inside a covered parking garage.
"Are we here?" He asked.
"Yup! I'll just park and we'll head up. You doing okay?"
"Yeah I'm alright."
James pulled into his space and shut of the engine. He popped out of the car and went around to the other side. Logan undid his seatbelt and held onto James as he stepped out. He took James's arm and they walked to the stairwell. The parking lot was cold and quiet. A car hummed as it passed behind them. Logan was apprehensive and nervous, but he was also very, very happy to be with James. There was a certain kind of comfort he felt with the tall aid that had never been there before. It was changing him for the better.
They took the stairs up to the second floor and James led him to his apartment. "My roommate is home, and he isn't expecting you. But he's a real, real nice guy."
"O-okay," Logan said.
James unlocked the door and walked inside, holding Logan's hand.
"Yo Kendall."
"Hey man." The roommate was folded up on the couch, drinking a beer and watching TV. Carlos, his boyfriend, was over again.
"Didn't know Carlos would be here," said James.
"Sorry," Kendall said quickly. "Who's this?"
"This is Logan, the guy I've been taking care of," James said with a big, proud smile. He presented Logan to the guys.
"Well hey there Logan," Kendall said. "How are you doing?"
"Good," Logan said quickly.
"You're the blind guy huh?" Carlos asked. Kendall jabbed him in the ribs and hissed for him to stop.
"Yeah I am."
"Okay, I don't want to hang around here forever. I'm going to take Logan to my room, and I'll probly see you guys tomorrow. Try to be quiet, okay?" James took Logan's hand and led him down to his room.
"Why'd you have to say that?" Kendall asked his boyfriend, who shrugged.
"Just making sure."
"Totally rude, dude. But he's cute, isn't he?"
"Yeah he is."
Kendall sighed. "I guess they're making progress."
"Is he gonna do him?"
"I don't know…"
James took Logan into his room and closed the door. Logan immediately began to slowly walk around the perimeter and feel all of the furniture. He ran his fingers along the dresser, desk, nightstand, bed, and back to the door.
"Getting a feel for it?" James asked.
"Yeah. It's nice. I like your room."
"My bed sheets are satin. Come and touch them." James pulled Logan to the bed and folded the top sheet down. Logan put his hand down on the mattress and stroked the sheets. He purred.
"This is the best thing I've ever felt," he said with a giddy smile.
"I love 'em," James said. He took off his shirt and pants so that he was only in his boxer briefs. Logan sat down on the bed, making long strokes back and forth across the black satin. He kept giggling as he did so. James sat down next to him and gave him a hug. Logan startled when he felt his topless torso touch him.
"You okay?" James asked.
"Your…" Logan began shyly. He nervously put his hands onto James's pecs. "Your body is nice."
"You like it?"
"Yeah…is that okay?" Logan made an innocent face.
"Completely. You can touch whatever you want."
Logan's hands began to crawl all over James's body. His pectorals were firm and smooth. He cupped around his shoulders, moved across the collar bone, back down over the pecs and to his abs. James moaned quietly as Logan's soft hands explored him.
"What about me?" Logan asked in a tiny voice.
"Hmmm?"
"Do you want to touch me?"
"Yeah. Can I?"
"Uh huh…"
Though he craved it, James hesitated to touch Logan somewhat. He was afraid that they were moving too fast and that his actions could suddenly put Logan over the edge. But there they were, sitting on his bed, all alone, expecting to touch. There was only one thing to do.
James held the bottom of Logan's shirt and pulled it over his head, exposing his smooth, pasty torso. He bit his lower hip as he looked the blind boy over.
"Is it okay?" Logan asked.
"Oh. Oh, yeah. Yeah." James wasn't sure what to do first. He wanted all of Logan, all at once. He wanted to taste every inch of his body. Where to start?
"Is my body okay? Are you sure?"
"Logan, you're beautiful."
The taller boy's eyes sparkled as he looked over the body in front of him. He put his hands on his shoulders and pushed his back down against the satin sheets. Logan stared at nothing but smiled. James swallowed real hard and exhaled. He had touched plenty of men, but Logan was different; he was special. His innocence was endearing and yet he was extremely sexy. There must have been a sexual beast inside of him, waiting to be released. Logan hadn't even jerked off his entire life, so he had to make up for lost time at some point.
James leaned over and put a chaste kiss on Logan's sternum. His lips curled into a smile as they pecked the pale flesh. Logan giggled and whispered, "It tickles."
"Should I stop?"
"No…"
His fingers traced a line from Logan's collar bone down to his belly. He ran his tongue up to his neck and kissed his earlobe. Logan twisted his head and let out a small moan. James touched his stomach softly and made tiny circles with all of his fingers, causing Logan to make even more noises of pleasure. His face turned bright red as James continued to kiss him ear. He moved to his cheek and then crawled his lips over to his mouth. They kissed. Logan wound his arms around James's back and lightly touched his shoulder blades. They were so muscular, thick, pronounced and amazing. It was the most that Logan had ever touched another person.
James's eyes closed as he kept kissing his lover, and he trailed back across his cheek and to his ear. His lips opened and he licked Logan's earlobe delicately. It tasted salty all of the sudden. James pulled back and saw that Logan had tears running down his face.
"What's wrong?" James asked in a sweet whisper.
"I'm…"
"What?"
"I'm just so happy."
"Ohh, gosh honey," James brought his hands up to Logan's face now. He caressed him very tenderly. "I'm glad I can make you feel this good."
"I never thought my life would change this much, this quickly," Logan explained. "I honestly thought I would never leave the apartment, and probably just die young."
"Logan…"
"But you…you've given me everything."
"Good."
Logan released his arms around James's back and moved them to his face. He took the taller boy's hands now. Their fingers entwined.
"Is it okay if I want to sleep?" Logan asked with a laugh.
"Mhhm. I'm tired, too."
He pushed Logan over so that he was better laying on the bed and brought the covers up around them. "Come here like this," James said. He moved on his side and pulled Logan's back up to his chest. He put an arm around his waist and spooned him.
"This is nice," Logan remarked. "It's really nice."
"Yeah, it's a normal way for couples to sleep or cuddle."
Logan turned his head and to face James, visually begging for a kiss. The taller of them popped a kiss on his lips.
"Let me know if you need anything, okay?" James said.
"Alright."
"Any bad dreams or whatnot, just wake me up and I'll hold you good."
"Thanks."
James put another kiss, now on Logan's neck, and said, "I do love you."
"I love you too. Don't go anywhere," Logan whispered.
"I promise I won't."
