"Look out ladies!" Dick Casablancas announced as he followed Logan from the pools edge and back towards the diving board. "Hunks in Trunks!" he grinned as he flexed his biceps and winked at them, even with all the noise of their classmates ovaries stood up and delivered a thundering ovation. He wandered past Hayleigh Wells in the shower washing her hair, making a hungry expression before adding "Thank the big man upstairs for creating such a perfect male specimen" as she turned and glared at him.
The smell of chlorine invaded his nose as the sound of splashing and high pitched shrieks as most of the privileged students ignored their teacher's demands for them to continue their length bounced around the hall as the two men went to the deep dive pool. Neptune High School was their Kingdom; they were arrogant and sure of themselves. It was a well-known fact that college scouts had been offering Dick Casablancas full ride scholarships based on his performance for the last two years as captain of the Neptune High Tritons. None of the faculty could have guessed that the blond surfer couldn't give a rat's ass about the schools swim team, part of the only reason he had joined up at all was participation in the sport meets meant that he didn't have to try so hard academically if he wanted to pass along with his classmates. He was certainly wealthy enough to never have to work a single day of his life if he didn't want to. His net worth almost rivalled Logan's. He was as laid back as they could come, happy to kick it in the role of beta male but had this undercurrent of strength that you can't help but respect. Dick didn't step up, because he simply chose not to.
Anything for an easy life…
Logan was just grateful that Dick's girlfriend, Madison was not also in their class to witness hormone-whisperer walking beside him checking out the talent, whistling the Happy Days theme song. She was a prim and proper socialite who seemed content enough to ignore her boyfriend's obvious slutting around as long as he didn't make it to obvious and the conquest list never included any of her social circle, who'd have thought in junior high that the preppy bottle blond cheerleader would turn out to be a pampered, selfish and materialistic chit? She seemed like the perfectly polished Princess but she had more going on under the surface.
She was a conniving bitch… and definitely not good enough for his friend… an uppity, privileged, spoiled rich girl…nothing like his little sassy spit-fire.
Logan had to admit, Dicks antics cracked him up; yes, he was crass and cocky, but he also had this really devoted and caring side to him that he never allowed anyone to see. So he played the part, always the dutifully rude and obnoxious member of their group at outings. His conversation with Veronica at lunch filtered back into his thoughts. She was used to living her life on her terms and had never really had anyone take care of her… no one except her father, but even then she kept secrets.
I want her to let me all the way in… She was the one recovering from retrograde amnesia but I forget who I am, what I want, with just one look from her… she's my fucking heaven and hell all wrapped into one…
"Madison told you not to play with your food" Logan drawled in their usual good-natured bickering as he stared over his shoulder at his best friend who was entranced by the hot female talent in their little swimsuits, although most of the 09er girls in his class had defied school rules and were sporting skimpy bikinis that left little to the imagination. If you asked Logan… most of them were already plotting landing themselves a supposedly a spoiled rich trust fund husband… even if he was a man-whore.
"I wouldn't be looking to snack at all if she didn't have me on such a strict diet" Dick groaned lustfully as he looked at the Neptune High's female swim team practising in the other pool. "I don't know how you do it…" he added trying to up the ante and challenge Logan to spill more details on the latest with his and Veronicas 'flirtatious duel' as he referred to it often, now that her memories had returned. "Ah. I've got your attention. So she didn't let you eat her for Lunch?" he said in mock sympathy referring to Veronica, it wasn't so long ago that the two of literally couldn't stand each other, but neither of them could deny that there was a whole lot of lusting going on.
What was the biggest turn-on for these two according to his fair-haired friend? Fighting! They fight hard and no better way to release the tension than with their bodies.
In life according to Dick… Veronica was using this latest development of her returned memories to assert her authority and enforce a sex drought against his wingman. "Look if you really need me to… I could use my God given ability to fuck the ever-loving snark right out of her… She's too high maintenance and uptight but my body disagrees" Dick said making a screwing her from behind and spanking her ass gesture.
"Dude seriously?" Logan growled possessively… even the thought of her drool-inducing smoking hot sexy body being anywhere near another man made him want to go on a killing spree.
He wasn't wrong… they did have off the charts sexual chemistry… it had taken everything in him not to carry her off to her bed and spend the rest of the night buried between her sweet thighs where he knew she'd be safe…
"If you pretend even for a second that this lack of sex bullshit isn't bothering you, there's going to be trouble in Neptune City. You would think a girl who's all Sexy Sleuth like that when one banter goes a bit too far, sparks fly and someone would end up in handcuffs for some canoodling" Dick countered and Logan sighed, trying to shove away the latest little fantasy that he'd had the night before where he was using his impressive bedroom skills to 'Protect & Serve' a certain blond camera wielding badass all night long.
Sexual frustration turned him into a grouchy bastard…
"She's like the Hermione to your Malfoy and if you don't man up soon she's going to be using your balls in some voodoo potion… the kind of potion that it takes to get back with Duncan" he continued. Inhaling a deep breath, he counted to 10 as the other man stared at him in amusement. No eye rolls, no head shaking just sincere enjoyment. It was well known that the two former besties hadn't spoken since he had gone to Homecoming with Veronica.
Dick was his best friend… who knows my darkest secret… he's my alibi for the day Lilly had been murdered… He's my brother… he's just being an asshole because I haven't been myself lately…
But still, even the hint that the elusive Duncan Kane might be the reason why his girlfriend had been distancing herself from him in almost two weeks irked him. Most of the angst and drama was external to their relationship but it still didn't mean they'd gotten any closer to ripping each other's clothes off again.
"Man.. what is your problem today?" Logan snapped.
Fuck… of course he wanted to be with her again… it had been driving him crazy… he wanted to feel her body beneath his... wanted to hear that throaty noise she made the first time he sucked on her neck while she clenched around him…
"Finally! There it is… Jeez dude, you have been stuck in your own head all fricking day… I'm just saying all your bickering, insults, arguing, bitching and sniping makes for a sexy sizzling session of epic proportions in the bedroom… it started out with angry hot chemistry and then gradually started to really see what was there beyond the attraction… you two have spent so long rubbing each other up the wrong way… it's time to stop talking about all your feelings… and rub each other up the right way. I'm talking burn your panties to ash sex and not all of that angst." Dick explained even though from the stance of Logan's arms folded across his broad chest, the discussion was obviously unwelcome. Dick had a gift for crawling inside his head and forcing him to see uninvited truths… he was stalling in his physical relationship with Veronica out of fear.
Maybe it was the memory of her frightened expression the following morning after they had spent the night together? He was allowing fear and insecurity to rule him, and she was pulling away because of it…
"You are an enormous dick." Cassidy scolded as they joined him beside the diving board, his cheeks reddening as he began to climb the ladder. Typical of his brother to be discussing sex so loudly while his crush Laurel Sampson was in this class watching him as he was about to take his dive.
"Correction. I have an enormous—" his brother corrected before he gripped his shorts and almost pulled them off completely.
"You're such a jerk…" Cassidy shrieked as he gripped onto the waistband, fighting to stay up on the ladder and looking around for the teaching assistants who were typically nowhere to be found.
"Wow Beaves… if I was into Dudes that little tushie was freaking HAWT!" He grinned and finally released his little brother who had decided to abandon his ascent and took off towards the locker rooms. "I was not ready to comprehend your otherworldly beauty, kindness and hotness… I'll never forget you, ass. Don't forget to call me…. Friend me of Facebook!" he mocked, earning being flipped off as Beaver grabbed his towel. "I'm just having a little fun and he runs away like I just asked him to murder a cat so we could sacrifice it to Satan." Dick said shaking his head at Logan as they watched him retreat into the locker rooms.
"You're really going to make me say this Oprah bullshit out loud, aren't you?" he sighed.
"Bro.. I'm going to try not to fangirl all over myself… She is yours to torment and you make it known… but your story is Up There with a Lifetime Movie script… the relatable characters, sharp dialogue, and abundant dirty talk more than makes up for it. I'll admit… there were a couple of moments of plot convenience in this one, that felt a bit contrived… but now the curtains have closed, the credits have rolled and it's time to get back to some of that X-rated shit that works so well" Dick told him as he turned and began his own assent up the ladders to the dive board.
Logan watched as he showed off by doing a backflip and some fancy dive move right into the water, yeah, Dick Casablanca's was a total jock- a jock who needs tutoring help according to the school's administrator. A skilled liar. A bully and a saviour, a monster and a random sexual hook-up. Dick Casablanca's was a lot of things to a lot of people. He was the cocky sidekick, the approachable one.
Logan on the other hand… was cold-hearted, arrogant, mean, rude, with a 'fuck off' vibe and a zero tolerance for anything and anybody. Not one redeeming quality, except for being hot, but that was easy when your parents were members of Hollywood's Glitterati Elite.
His only weakness was his Obsession with Veronica Mars.
Logan was just glad he could call Dick his friend, even if he knew it was too dangerous to open up to him about the Investigation into Lilly's murder and Duncan's possible involvement.
"Surfing later?" Dick asked as he finally emerged back out of the pool, interrupting Logan's troubled thoughts about the upcoming meeting with the PCHers.
"Can't… I got that shindig of my dad's" Logan sighed.
Quality time with Dear old Dad...
"Sucks to be you… here's a little action…" Dick smirked as he spanked Logan's ass before he headed off to the showers himself.