James falls asleep pretty instantaneously, leaving Logan locked in his arms but wide awake. There is plenty of time to be alone with his thoughts now, and all he can think about is how fast this all developed. He tries to recall if there had always been such sexual tension between the two of them. It's possible.

Probable.

Logan looks back at James and watches him as he sleeps. His mouth is slightly open, likely due to the sinus congestion that is still prevalent. Either way, he looks beautiful. A thin sheen of sweat sparkles across his face. Although they just had sex, they have never kissed. Logan doesn't want to get sick, but the desire to press lips together is overwhelming. He shifts in the taller boy's arms so that he is facing him. Slowly, Logan tilts his head to the side and leans in towards James's mouth. Those rosy lips are so inviting that he basically forgets all of the bacteria sitting upon them. He closes his eyes now as their mouths touch. It feels as good as he thought it would.

Since James is still asleep, Logan doesn't pursue much of a kiss; their lips pop together and that's it. He withdraws a few inches from his face and opens his eyes once more. James is still fast asleep. His big, sticky chest heaves heavily with his breathing, rocking Logan just a smidgen. This is a great place to be. Will they be a couple after all? Is that what Logan wants? He gets so caught up in his thoughts that he lays his head down and dozes off.

They sleep all the way until noon, which Logan thinks is pretty gross. But being next to James makes up for it, especially since he's still in his arms when he wakes up. He looks over his shoulder and sees that James is stirring, too.

"Hey," Logan says quietly.

"Sup."

"How do you feel?"

"Ehh. Still shitty."

"What hurts?"

"My head. Like, my head and my forehead. I dunno, it's weird."

Logan takes his two index fingers and lightly presses sinus points on James's face. "Here?"

"Yeah! Exactly!" James is amazed that Logan knows.

"Your sinuses are clogged. Let me get you something for it." Logan rolls out of bed, making sure James is still nice and covered then heads out into the hallway. He's still naked, but Carlos shouldn't be home for a few more hours so it doesn't really matter. He pops into the bathroom and opens up the vanity, where he snatches a box of nasal decongestant. He also knicks a paper cup and puts some water from the tap in it.

James is sitting up in bed when Logan returns. He has the sheets up to his chest, covering himself completely, but a cute smile on his face.

"You're walking around naked?" he asks.

"Yeah. So?"

"It just seems funny," James says.

Logan comes to the bed and hands him the water. "I'd do it more often if I could," he says, popping out two of the orange gel tabs from the box in his hand. He puts them into James's palm. "Take these," Logan says. "It'll help with that headache."

"Thanks," James mutters. He swallows each pill with a sour face, finishes off the water and lays back down. "I feel a lot better than yesterday, though."

"Good!" Logan smiles. He doesn't hesitate to lay down alongside him. "So, um, James…"

"Yeah?"

"Are we like, a couple now?"

"I dunno."

"Oh."

His back faces James and he holds both of his own hands up to his chin. "Do you like me like that?"

"Like what?" James asks, ever the eternal idiot.

"Like that?"

"Like what?"

Logan sighs. He turns to face James and stares up at him. "That way," he insists.

"What way?" James has a look on his face that mirrors his naivety perfectly, though Logan can't help but love it. He cuddles up to the taller boy's arm.

"Do you care about me?"

"Yeah of course," says James. He snuggles against Logan and puts his arms around him. Their bodies are very different and they fall into each other well. Logan is small, compact, smooth and sweet, while James is long, lean, firm and sexy. Even though they're both men, and fine specimens of the gender, Logan appears to be more tender and childlike.

"You're my best dude," James continues. "I'll always care about you."

"But do you care about me in like a, a, a loving way?"

"Like do I love you?"

"Uh huh."

"I love you like a friend. A really good friend."

"I see," Logan says. He frowns on the inside.

"Wait," James adds. He peers curiously at Logan. "Do you love me like a boyfriend?"

"I never said that," the smaller boy defends quickly. "I was just asking in case you did. I mean, if we are dating then it's important, right?"

"Dude, Logan, I just had sex with you for the first time. Sort of on a whim. Yeah I care about you and you're my best dude, but I don't know if I can really label it a relationship."

"Ohh."

"Don't be sad about it. I didn't say we won't be a couple. It's just too soon. Is that okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine," Logan lies. Truth be told, he wants to claim James as his boyfriend. Sure it's moving fast, but life is fast. They already fucked so why not call it that?

"Cool," James says.

"How's your head?"

"Still gross, but it's okay. So can we still have sex and stuff?"

"Yeah," Logan giggles. "I like having sex with you."

"Me, too. I've been wanting to plow you for a long time."

"Really?"

"Yup."

"Are you hungry?" Logan asks sort of randomly. He wants to divert before he feels any more sad about dating, fucking, not dating, etc.

"Yeah, very."

"I'll make you something." The smaller boy sits up in bed and crawls out. He picks up his underpants and puts them on, also the shirt he had been wearing.

"I can come, too. Kinda getting bored sitting in bed all day."

"Sure? I don't want you to get worse."

"No problem." James gets out of bed, too. He slips in a tank top and a pair of boxers.

Together, they wander out into the main area of the apartment. It's so quiet without the other people that it's almost a little creepy. Logan goes to the kitchen and opens up the fridge. "What do you want?"

"Whatever, I guess."

"Heh. Okay, that's easy enough. How about…"

James walks up behind Logan and folds his arms around him. His pulls Logan to his chest and sneaks his face over his shoulder. Logan lets out a tiny gasp. Like a feather, James sticks out the tip of his tongue and tickles Logan's earlobe.

"Ohh, James," Logan moans. His sensitive ears have always been a real erogenous zone. The stronger, taller boy holds Logan tight and nibbles on the lobe now.

"I wanna fuck you again and again," James whispers in a hot, low voice. Logan closes his eyes and moans longer. James is so sensual and erotic. He would make a great boyfriend. In his mind, Logan makes a promise to himself that he will date James. There's no way they can carry on like this without falling in love!

"Then do it," Logan replies. He runs his hands around his own waist until he meets James's body. He climbs up to the crotch of his boxers and fumbles around with the raging hard on that James is sporting. He turns his head to see James, now, and they stare at each other with narrowed, horny eyes. "Fuck me," Logan whispers.

"I need more of that stuff," says James. He instantly breaks the hotness of their foreplay. Logan slumps back against him and groans in agony. "Buzzkill!" he shouts.

"Can you go get it?" James asks in a whiny tone.

"Why me?"

"'Cause I'm sick," James says, teasing. He sticks out his tongue. "And I got the wrong thing last time."

"Okay, okay." Grumbling, Logan releases himself from his lover's arms and runs back to his bedroom. He snatches up the Vaseline and comes right back. "Where were we?"

James grabs Logan by the waist and forcibly pushes him, facing forward, against the kitchen counter. Logan squeals as James dominates him. The taller boy grinds his thick erection against Logan's ass, keeping him pushed against the counter. Logan holds his palms firmly on the kitchen surface as his face turns bright red. He never imagined James to be so wild, but here they are and it's fantastic. James pulls down Logan's underpants with a heated flourish, then dabs his fingers in the Vaseline and inserts two at the same time.

"Oh God!" Logan cries out.

"Do you like that?" James asks in a sultry whisper.

"Yeaahh. Oh, fuck!" Logan moans. His ass swallows up James's big fingers but is hungry for more. Logan pushes his hips backwards against the fingers.

"You're so horny," James remarks with a tiny chuckle, his fingers gripping Logan's prostate.

"Ahhhhhh, ahhhhh," Logan cries. His eyes are tightly closed as his entire body shakes from the pleasure.

"Okay! Dick time!" James yanks his fingers out of the asshole and replaces them with his cock. He doesn't hesitate to really shove himself in there, and Logan really lets out a scream. It hurts, but it hurts good. James grips his hands on Logan's waist and begins to rail him hard. His soft, pale butt bounces back against James's hips with each thrust, sending waves of ecstasy throughout their bodies. Logan moans and screams wildly as James fucks him ruthlessly.

"You like that?" James asks. He coughs a little at the end.

"Fuck me, James! Ohh God!"

It's so naughty. They're on the kitchen counter where Mama Knight prepares their food. If she or any of the guys found out, they would be in so much trouble. Everyone would be sicked out by them being gay. But Logan, the notorious goody-goody, can't help but enjoy every second of their depraved love making. James's thick, hot rod really pounds him out hard. Drops of sweat from both of them splatter onto the counter. Low and melodic breaths wheeze from James as he slams Logan's tight ass. He smacks on of his cheeks real hard, and Logan cries out even louder.

"You like that?"

"Yessss," Logan groans. James smacks him again and his response is about the same.

"Oh, shit!" James screams. He works his abs super hard and suddenly fucks Logan with an increased gusto. He stops all at once and cries out, inevitably in orgasm. Logan's body rocks as he's filled with James's cum. Again. These guys are unstoppable!

James coughs a bunch of times. It was a little too strenuous for him in his condition. He slips out of Logan's ass and sighs real loud.

"Wait!" James yells. "Don't!" He puts his thumb over Logan's butt hole.

"What?" Logan asks, panting. He's still propped up over the counter but looks over his shoulder at James. "Don't what?"

"Don't push my jizz out! It's gonna get all over the floor and make a mess."

"Oh. Um. Then what?"

"Just wait." James crouches down and puts his face between Logan's butt cheeks. The shorter boy's eyes open real wide and his mouth drops. "Oh, James, don't!" All he can think of is the germs and how disgusting it must be for James.

"Too late," James says as he sticks out his tongue. He runs it over Logan's hole and then sucks his mouth around it. The tip of his tongue dips inside Logan's butt, and he can't help but relax. It feels so good. He moans low and grinds his hips against James's face. This is very naughty. James moves back from it for a second to say, "Just push all the cum out."

Logan winces. He doesn't want to do it, and is a little embarrassed. But he does anyway. He forces it out right into James's mouth, who greets his cum back into his body with a hearty welcome. He swallows it up, puts a few kisses on the outside of the hole and then gets back to his feet. His head is swimming a bit.

"Uh, anyway. Lunch, right?" Logan asks. He turns around and looks at James with a red cheeked, adorable grin. "You've got a little cum on your chin…"