Logan can't believe what happened. He simply can't believe it. It occurs to him that perhaps James had this ulterior motive the entire time, so he tries to recall how this "taking care of him" business got started. Was it rather James or him?

As he retires to his room for the time being, he realizes that it was indeed James who instigated all of this. He was the one harping on, "I can take care of myself" and whatnot. Logan wonders if Kendall ever said anything about James being unable to do anything without Logan, especially since it isn't true. James can do plenty without Logan helping him out. Right?

Things are different now, though. James has certainly taken it a step further. No, no; Logan doesn't mind. In fact, he loves it! These feelings he had for James all these years, bottled up deep inside him were ticking like a time bomb set to go off at any moment. It drove him crazy and he can deny it no longer. All suitable excuses have run out; he wants James. He needs James.

Logan starts to get dressed for the day. He pulls off the t-shirt that he slept in and then steps out of a pair of navy sweatpants. He has a massive, residual boner from that weird dry humping session with James just now. Only one thing to do, right? Logan takes his dick in his hand and slowly starts to jerk himself off. James is the only thing on his mind. James pulling him onto his crotch. James thrusting his thick erection at him. He also begins to fantasize. James kissing him. James ripping all of his clothes off, then bending him over and filling him with his seed. Oh, God! It's terrible! Thinking about your friend in this way feels almost sinful to Logan. But he can't help, really not. His fist tightens around his dick and pumps it furiously. He needs James inside him and he's fairly certain that James would agree. The curiosity he has about James's cock is quite overwhelming, too; what does it look like? Taste like? What sort of cum shots does he have? Is James a virgin? Logan highly doubts it. Either way, he needs to explore that territory. He wants to see James naked and to have free reign over his flesh. There's a lot he can do with it, especially as James is still sick and needs Logan to "take care of him." Sort of like a procedure.

All at once he suppressed a tight groan and shoots his load straight onto the floor. It's not much and it's predominantly thin liquid. Logan lets out a short gasp and flops down on his bed, messing up the meticulously pressed sheets. He doesn't care. His muscles are in cool down mode and he has to relax. His phone pings. He struggles to sit up but at least grabs it from the nightstand and slides back along the covers with it in his hands. There is a text from Carlos. "Waazaaaa" is all it says. "Yes?" Logan texts back. He waits about forty seconds and the reply comes in. "Im gonna b home 2day at like 6. See yaaaa."

Today?!

At like,

6?!

NO! No, no, no! Logan needs more time to seduce James (or the other way around). He texts back something generic like, "Cool, see you then" or so but is flipping out on the inside. He puts his phone on the bed and springs up. Still naked, Logan rushes to find some clothes to wear. What's he going to do now? Would it be okay to go over to James's room and try to take it further? This is too much pressure and Logan does not do well under pressure. Stupid fucking Carlos! Can't he stay with whoever a little bit longer?

It can't be helped, really, so Logan just swallows his fear and leaves his bedroom. He tiptoes down the hallway and creeps up to James's room. He left the door open just a little so James could call out to him easier if need be, but now it's just a creepy excuse to spy. Logan peers through the crack in the door and sees James lying on his back. He's awake, but he has his phone out and it quite preoccupied with it. Well, it's now or never.

Logan steps inside the room and quietly asks, "Do you need anything?"

James holds his phone away from his face and glances over at Logan. "Feel okay," he says casually. "But you can hang out if you want. Are you mad?"

"Why would I be mad?" the shorter boy makes some steps closer to the bed.

"I dunno. What I did."

"Nope. Not mad. I'm pretty alright with it."

James smiles. "Good," he says. His voice is more serious and low right now and Logan loves that. In contrast, he feels so out of place and awkward. He stands in the room like a shy little kid, one hand raised to his lips. James keeps his eyes fixated on him. "What's up?" he asks.

"Um, nothing," Logan mutters.

"Then why are you here, man?" He sniffs loudly.

"Checking in, that's all. You know, since I'm taking care of you and stuff."

"Mmm, okay." James picks his phone back up and starts to play with it again, but Logan doesn't move. Time to do a very un-Logan thing, he thinks to himself, and it's true. In one fell swoop, Logan walks up to the bed, climbs on it and straddles James, similar to how he had been not long ago, but this time he sits a bit closer to his feet. He needs access.

"Hi," James says, smiling pleasantly. He does his best to suppress a cough. "What's up?"

"My dick," Logan tells him very blunt. James widens his eyes. "Oh, Logie!" he cries out. "That's a very un-Logan thing to say."

"Yeah well, it's true," Logan says very shyly. He retreats to being coy once more and bites down on his lower lip.

"Is it?" James teases. He touches the seam of Logan's pants and dips his finger beneath the elastic. "Lemme see," he says. Logan tries to relax and let James do as he pleases. He unzips the pants and tries to pull them off. "Sit back for a sec," James says, and Logan does. He rocks back on his palms and James yanks the whole thing off of him. "And your shirt."

"All of it? Everything?"

"Well yeah, come on," James tilts his head to the side and his face lights up with his amazing handsomeness. Logan is drawn to him like an addiction, a sick sort of drug. He takes off his shirt and, slightly embarrassedly, now sits on James's thighs completely naked. At first he hides his penis somewhat, but James lightly moves his hands aside and gives it a once over.

"Okay, so it is hard," James says, laughing. Logan looks down at him and giggles nervously. He never imagined this moment would happen, certainly not so soon! James wraps his large fingers around the base of Logan's dick and starts to rub it gently. Even though he just took care of himself, Logan is so ready to go again.

"I need you to fuck me," Logan whispers. He presses his eyes shut as if too embarrassed to look at James when he says this. Sexuality is not unknown to Logan, but he tends to be shy about it.

"Need?" James asks.

"Part of your recovery," Logan explains. "It's been scientifically proven that sexual release will ease sinus congestion."

"Um. Okay. I don't really need a nerd answer to do that but if it makes you happy, sure. Turn around."

It's not the greatest thing, for Logan to face the other way. He really wants to see James's penis, but if they're going to have sex now, then they will have sex again later. So he turns around. He sticks his bare ass out towards James and keeps his palms firmly pressed on the mattress. James fumbles around for a bit and Logan looks over his shoulder to see what he's doing. His big, thick cock is jutting out of his underpants, sitting in his hand. He jerks it off very slowly as it grows in hardness. Logan swallows hard at the size, since he hasn't had any dick that big yet ever. James takes his free hand and presses it against one of Logan's butt cheeks. He flinches at the touch but then melts into it. James spreads Logan's ass apart slightly.

"You look fuckable," James says.

Logan giggles to himself. "I do?"

"Mmhmm. Well, you've always looked fuckable, but seeing your butt and your asshole makes you really, really fuckable."

"Heh. Okay. Just put some of that Vaseline on me."

James nods to himself and snatches up the jar from the nightstand. He smears some along his dick and sucks in a sharp breath of air. Logan looks forward now in anticipation. James takes his own cock in his hand and presses it against Logan's asshole. Logan bears down on top of it. He winces and gasps, even lets out a few high pitched moans as his hole swallows up James's massive cock head. James puts his hands up on Logan's waist and holds him. He coughs a few times, but it's all okay.

Logan cries out. His asshole flexes tightly.

"James," he says, wincing.

"Yeah?"

"That wasn't Vaseline. That's the vapor rub."

"Ooooh, I wondered why it felt so strong. Does it hurt?"

"It's…ahh…it's stinging. But…oh God…" What sounded like a bad idea ends up feeling amazing. The iciness of the rub is numbing at first, but as he starts to sit on the cock further, it heats up.

"Do you like it?" James asks.

"Yeah," Logan moans. He closes his eyes and really tries to take the cock. He's being stretched further than ever, but it feels good. He cries out in pleasure as his butt meets the bristly, probably-trimmed-a-few-days-ago pubic hair around James's dick. He has the entire thing in and it blows James's mind.

"Are you a virgin?" he asks.

Logan giggles nervously. "No."

"When have you been laid?!" James asks, finding this hard to believe. Logan? Shy, nerdy Logan? He was getting ass?

"A few times. Um. Not recently though."

"No kidding?" James sniffs real loud. "Bounce on me."

Logan arches his back and begins to bob up and down along James's thick member. The sensation is intense. He moans loudly and starts to hump him faster. Up and down, up and down. James holds his hips steady as they're both intoxicated by the pleasure. The pleasure that they both wanted for so long but never admitted. Logan is starting to let loose now, and he's nearly lost in the moment. To add to his pleasure, James starts thrusting upward. He rocks his hips to meet Logan's ass every time he presses into him. It's intense. It's intense as shit and Logan can barely handle it. The strong sensation of the vapor rub being heated by the thrusting makes Logan squirm. So many emotions are running through him, it almost feels like he's going to explode.

Well, speaking of exploding, James suddenly claws his fingers into Logan's flesh and delivers a real coup-de-grâce thrust of his cock, way up into Logan as he fills him with a thick, hot load. Logan screams and he really screams loud. His face turns bright red and he can feel James's seed inside of him. Now his dick starts to shrink. Logan is panting. He slips off of the penis and a large gush of cum slides out. "Ooooo!" James exclaims as he watches his jizz run all over himself. "Logie."

"Huh?" Logan looks back over his shoulder.

"I'm feeling pretty good right now. Preeeeetttyyy good. Cuddle with me?"

Logan flops off of James and lays down beside him. He's almost completely out of breath. "How is your congestion?" he asks, sounding way too much like a doctor.

"Pretty much gone for now. I guess it'll come back though."

"Sex therapy," Logan sighs. He's in desperate need of a nap. "Sex therapy."

James puts his big, sweaty arms around Logan and holds him like a child. Logan nuzzles against his chest and closes his eyes, finally finding some satisfaction and safety in life.