The following morning Jake checked on the vlog that Logan posted about the phone. The general consensus from both sides was that it was nice to see them being nice to each other for once. Everyone was waiting for the prank at the end, but it was just a phone buying vlog.

Weird.

Jake uneasily got back into his own rhythm for the next couple of days and he even managed to sleep in his own bed without nightmares. A horrible, nagging feeling of something was starting to bubble up inside him though. He'd felt it before and he hated it.

Guilt.

Guilty.

Logan was making him feel guilty.

Jake was the reason that Logan had considered doing something drastic, but also the reason he didn't. Jake didn't want his brother to ever feel like that again. What was he supposed to do about it though? He couldn't return the feelings, ever.

Despite trying to put on his best face for the videos he was filming, top comments were all concerned about him.

"Jake, are you ok?"

"What's happening bro?"

"Dindnt u jus get a newphone? STOP MOPING"

It was late at night a couple days after getting the phone that it played a notification sound he hadn't heard before. Jake looked at it curiously, seeing a text from 'Bae 3'. Jake just stared. He didn't have a bae right now. Who the fuck?

"New phone who dis?"

"Your BAE! Come over tomorrow nite. Terry misses you."

What the fuck?! It was Logan.

"WERE NOT BAE'S"

"here's the link to our debut porn!"

Logan sent a link. Jake just stared at it.

"Im not gonna look tht."

"Sure. So tomorrow be my house 7pm. See you soon BAE!"

"Fuck off loser."

"3"

Jake stared at his phone again. This sounded exactly like Logan but also nothing like him at the same time. He was seriously messed up in the head, that much was sure to Jake. He sighed heavily and continued to get ready for bed.

The next evening Jake was worried and anxious as fuck as he pulled into Logan's driveway. This was the night, wasn't it? He was going to be fucked by Logan again. And it was going to get filmed. Logan was going to keep gathering blackmail on him and there was nothing Jake could do about it. If only the first videos didn't exist-but they did and at least one version was posted online. Who knows how many places the really incriminating ones were saved to?

Jake sighed as he pushed open Logan's front door. At least they weren't in his house this time.

"Hey, bae's here!"

"Fuck OFF with that," Jake yelled as Logan came out of nowhere to engulf him in a hug. Jake kept his arms at his sides as Logan squeezed all the air out of him. Terry and camera guy came up behind him.

"Ready for tonight, Jake?" Terry asked with a wink.

"No. Fuck you Terry."

"That's the spirit! Logan's been telling me all the things he wants to do to you. Obviously we can't do them all in one session, but we'll get there. Come on, we've set up a whole room for you guys," Terry said as he turned around and headed to the stairs.

Logan released Jake and followed him, as well as camera guy. Jake stared after them, feeling like this still wasn't happening and the time before hadn't happened for real either. It just couldn't be real. If it was real and his fucking brother was in love with him, his brain just couldn't take it. The past couple of weeks since it happened had been a blur of confusion and more confusion and anger and self-doubt. Jake just wanted it to end so he could get back to his 'normal' life.

Yet here he was, following his brother and some dudes upstairs so he could get fucked. They went to a spare bedroom that had been set up with a new bed and various props they might need. Terry and Logan went to the bed and started talking about the scene. Jake sidled next to camera guy.

"What's your name, anyway? I might as well know who's gonna be filming my naked ass."

Camera guy nodded. "I'm Robert. Just call me Rob."

"Nice to meet you Rob. So... do you do this for a living? Like film porn?"

"Yeah."

"Just gay porn?"

"Yeah mostly."

"Are—are you gay?"

Rob nodded. "Yeah."

"Oh." Jake turned away to see that Logan was naked now and making a blanket angel on the bed. Fear rolled through Jake's stomach and his heart started beating faster. Rob seemed to notice.

"Just relax. That's really the most important part of all this."

"Easy for you to say. You're not about to get fucked by your brother."

"True. But I've seen armatures get really hurt cause they're so wound up and tight. We have stuff if you can't relax, though."

"Fuck," Jake whispered. Terry came over.

"Alright, I'm going to prepare you again. So strip and get on the bed," he said, eyeing Jake closely. The younger Paul hesitated.

"Bro...we're really doing this?"

"Of course! Or else!" Logan said happily. He slipped off the bed and sauntered to Jake, pulling him in for a sudden kiss. Terry gave a little gasp as Jake didn't resist, but instead deepened the kiss. Rob turned on his camera. Logan ran his hands up under Jake's shirt and rubbed at his chest before pulling back so he could take Jake's shirt off. Jake frowned, but pulled Logan in for another kiss.

He liked this part. He liked to kiss Logan. There was just something tantalizing about his older brother's lips and how they felt against his own. Logan let his hands trail down to Jake's pants, slowly unbutton- and unzipping them. Jake felt himself start to get excited and immediately felt disgusting. He closed his eyes and kept kissing Logan even as his pants were pulled down. Logan knelt down and pressed his face against Jake's bulge.

"Fuck," Jake breathed.

"Getting into it?" Logan asked, blue eyes staring up and directly into Jake's soul.

"No," the younger Paul lied. Logan just smiled before putting his mouth over the fabric of Jake's underwear. He moved his lips, pressing his tongue up in there as well. His hands reached up to feel out Jake's defined hip bones before hooking his fingers into the waistband of the underwear. Jake was feeling himself only get harder, and yes he would actually like to get his underwear off.

"Bro..."

Logan looked up again and the brothers gave each other a significant look. This moment was the precipice. If they continued, then everything about their relationship would change forever. Jake's heart was being so fast as he gazed down into Logan's eyes.

This was it.

This was where he could give in and start a career of porn with Logan. Or he could back out and have their first video leaked, alerting the world to the fact that the Paul brothers fucked. Jake was suddenly unable to do anything. He froze. This was too much, too scary-

"Hey Jakey."

Jake didn't realize his eyes were closed until he snapped them open to see Logan smiling at him. It was an oddly reassuring smile, and Jake automatically returned it a little. That seemed to be all the indication that Logan needed, for he grabbed Jake's waist and pulled him in for a hot, passionate kiss.

"Mnnng."

"Mnnn, Jakey," Logan growled against the younger Paul's lips before he swept Jake up into his arms.

"LOGAN!" Jake cried in surprise more than anything. Logan went to the bed and turned so he fell onto his back with Jake on top. The younger brother steadied himself on his hands and knees over Logan.

"Alright, that was good! I actually felt like you two were a couple for a second! Okay Jake, I'm gonna get you all loose now. It will feel weird at first, but believe me, I know what the fuck I'm doing," Terry said. Jake turned his head to watch him get behind him with lube.

"Now relax honey. Your ass is like, so sexy," Terry murmured.

Jake closed his eyes, trying to force himself to relax. This was happening, this was actually happening, this wasfuckinghappeningtohimrightnow-

"Fuck!" Jake gasped.

"What did I tell you? Relax! It'll feel good in a second. Just stop tensing up."

"Jake."

The younger brother looked down. Logan reached up and wrapped his arms around Jake's neck to pull him down. Now his ass was sticking out more and he felt Terry shove his lubed finger in further.

"Just kiss me," Logan whispered.

"I don't like this," Jake whispered back. So foreign to him. So wrong. So very, very wrong.

"Well you're gonna love it in a little while. Kiss me for now. Just focus on me."

"Logan, this is wrong. We can't do this." Jake had doubts, so many doubts. They were all welling up in him now.

"We can. We're gonna. I love you, remember? So kiss me."

"Logan, I can't do this."

"Jake." Logan didn't wait to lean up and kiss him. It was slow this time, just two dudes kissing. Jake closed his eyes and felt himself relax as the kiss went on. They pulled back after a moment to breathe, then connected again. Terry watched them and continued to work Jake's ass open, progressing after a moment to a small toy with the younger Paul barely noticing.

"Fuck, you're so hot," Logan said under his breath.

"Fuck off." Jake didn't know how to take that compliment from his brother. It was weird.

"No, I'm serious. Your face, your body. So fucking hot."

"Eh, okay."

Terry licked his lips as he finished working the toy all the way in. "So, how do you feel Jake? I'd say you're ready," he said with a little chuckle.

"Whut?" Jake looked around and suddenly really felt the thing in his ass. He also felt that he was fully hard now, without even a touch to his dick. His face flushed.

"I am so ready to fuck you into the bed," Logan said, eyes brightening. Jake swallowed.

"Alright, hold on hun," Terry said as he planted a hand on the curve of one of Jake's asscheeks. With the other, he slowly worked the toy out. Jake gasped and moaned as it came out, shuttering a little. That was certainly a new sensation.

"Okay Jakey. Just look at me," Logan said. Terry reached between them to lube up Logan's dick and added more to Jake as well. He nodded and stepped back. Jake bit his bottom lip, heart fluttering.

"Jake, look at me. I'm not gonna hurt you."

For some reason, Jake believed it this time. There had been so many instances in their lives where those words meant a prank was following, but right here and right now, Jake fully trusted Logan. Those blue eyes were sincere. Jake relaxed a little more.

"Alright, sit down on it," Logan said as he took hold of his dick. Jake sat up and squatted over it, keeping his eyes locked with Logan's. He inched himself down until he could feel the head pressing against him and hesitated. Logan nodded, encouraging.

Jake lowered himself down until the head pressed in.

"Nnnnnn, fuck."

"Come on Jakey. It'll feel good. I promise," Logan said. He trailed the index finger of his free hand along the top of Jake's cock, making his younger brother moan. Jake took a few deep breaths and sank down further. More of Logan's dick was forced inside him. It was big, he wasn't going to lie. But he could take it.

And just like that, it was a challenge.

Jake smiled down at Logan with a strange sort of confidence and let himself plop down onto his crotch. They both moaned loudly as the entirety of Logan's dick shoved its way inside of Jake.

"Ooooh fuuuuuuuukkkkk," Jake groaned. It—it did feel good. Dammit, it felt good!

"Do you wanna move, or me?"

"Let me. Let me do it," Jake said. He experimentally rolled his hips forward, earning more moans from the both of them.

"Fuck, move!" Logan growled. He placed his hands firmly on Jake's thighs, looking at him with a predatory expression now. Jake managed a smirk.

"Watch me."

With the enthusiasm that he poured into his videos, Jake raised himself up a little and dropped back down.

"OOOH FUCK!" he cried, and did it again. Logan's cock was forced so far in him each time and it felt good .

"Keep going, FUCK!" Logan moaned. He was trying desperately to not move his own hips, still trying to let Jake feel it all out and get his own rhythm. The younger brother did move, picking himself up and dropping down repeatedly. Moans and groans filled the room, each feeding into the other. Rob and Terry found the best angles and the money shots, filming everything.

Jake got lost in the sensation. How could getting fucked feel so good?! He was not prepared for this. He'd only ever gotten pleasure from his dick before, but holy shit this was a whole different level.

"Uhng, Logan, f-fuck! L-Logan !" he cried, wanting more but not knowing how to get it. Logan seemed to know, thankfully. He wrapped his arms around Jake tightly and sat up with him. Jake automatically put his legs around Logan's waist and rode him. The older brother held the younger down tightly so he could slam his hips up into him. Jake bounced up and down in time with the forceful thrusts, getting that dick in deep.

Then it happened. Logan's cock found Jake's sweet spot.

"OH FUCK OH FUCK OH FUCK LOGAN RIGHT THERE HOLY FUCK HARDER !" he commanded.

"FuuuuuuuuuCK!" Logan groaned. He pushed forward and forced them over so Jake fell on his back. The younger brother held onto Logan as tightly as he could, unable to do anything else as the older brother pounded him hard.

Jake's head was swimming, he couldn't focus on anything, but he was keenly aware of the dick in his ass at the same time. These sensations were so foreign to him, but so fucking good. He dug his fingers into Logan's back, not able to stop the river of noises coursing from him.

"HARDER! OH FUCK LOGAN PLEASE HARDER! OH MY GOD HARDER!" Jake practically screamed.

"FUCKING FUCK JAAAAKE! HOLY FUCK!" Logan screamed right back. He fucked hard and Jake held on hard until he couldn't really be sure who was who anymore. All that mattered was the utter pleasure .

Any doubts were long gone by now, replaced by an insatiable need. This ecstasy was unlike anything Jake had ever experienced; any of the times he'd fucked a bitch paled in comparison. He needed more, he needed more Logan, he needed more dick up his ass, he needed-

It hit him.

"FUCK LOGAAAAANNNNN!" Jake screamed his release. His nails dug welts into Logan's back and his legs clamped in place. He forced Logan to do a few more short, powerful thrusts before he felt the warmth fill him.

"JAKE, FUCK !" Logan keened, his hips moving a little with each spurt of cum deep into Jake. The younger brother panted heavily, his whole body shaking. He couldn't loosen his death grip yet, and it seemed that Logan couldn't either. They held onto each other, shaking and heaving huge breaths. Jake blinked a few times as the high he was on slowly ended. He leaned up a little to press his forehead against Logan's.

"I love you," Logan said, placing a quick kiss on Jake's lips.

"Mnf," Jake responded. He just felt too good right now to deal with Logan's continued confessions. His limbs finally decided to listen to him so he released his grip, letting them fall. Logan let up on his embrace a little, though not fully.

"That was—uhh," Jake said a little sheepishly.

"Amazing?" Logan offered with a smirk.

"Uh, well, you know," Jake said. He couldn't admit now that it had completely blown his mind. Logan would just use that against him.

Or would he?

Jake didn't really know anymore. "Hey, why are you still hard?" he asked instead.

"Cause I'm not done with you. I'm gonna fuck you some more after you recover," Logan said. He let himself flop down onto Jake, knocking the wind out of the younger brother.

"Oof, fuck, you're heavy," Jake murmured. He didn't mind though. He actually didn't fucking mind. He cautiously nuzzled his face against Logan's, which earned him vigorous snuggles and kisses to his entire face.

"You're so fucking cute," Logan said dreamily. He rubbed a finger along Jake's cheek, twirling it up into his hair. Jake allowed him to do it. Why, he couldn't fathom.

"Shut up," was all the response he could muster. Logan began to lazily roll his hips a little.

"Logan, not yet fuck."

"I can't help it. I just want to fuck your brains out and make you cum till you pass out," Logan said with great sincerity. Jake scrunched up his face.

"You're a beast, okay? Now get your dick outta me."

"Noooo. I have you here now and I'm going to use that to my advantage. Take it bro, take it," Logan said. He rolled his hips a little harder, though not much faster. It was leisurely this time. Easy, comfortable.

"My ass is gonna be sore, you stupid fuck," Jake said with affection. He didn't mind. He actually didn't mind that Logan was fucking him again right after having fucked him.

"Oh fuck, they're going at it again? Have you being recording the whole time?"

Both Pauls paused at the breathy tone in Terry's voice as he came trotting in from somewhere. Rob nodded. He had a massive bulge. Terry looked kinda sweaty. Logan smirked.

"Got you all hot, huh?"

Jake tilted his head back so he could look at them upside down. Logan continued the easy pace of his hips.

"If you guys keep this up, you're gonna have a lot of views," Terry said, clearly out of breath. "Okay, back to it, don't mind us." Terry waved his hand dismissively at the brothers.

Logan looked down at Jake. "Let me know how you like it."

"I will, don't worry. It's good right now." Jake licked his lips and adjusted himself a little, wrapping his arms around Logan's neck. The older brother's hips moved slowly but forcefully and as he concentrated on fucking his little brother, Logan's thrusts soon drew moans from Jake.

"Ahhhh, fuck," Jake said softly. He craned up so their foreheads were touching again, his gaze on his own dick. It was hard again, which was no surprise. He was a young man full of vigor! And so was Logan apparently.

"It feels good, Logan," Jake assured. Logan nodded, the sensation tickling Jake's forehead. He giggled, unable to help the happy sound. That made Logan smile and kiss him.

"Oh fuck, that's so hot," Terry whispered, though it was audible to everyone. Rob just nodded and moved around, getting their faces and getting their whole bodies before focusing back in on the important parts.

"Uhhhnnnggggggg," Jake groaned after a moment, pulling away from the kiss. He pressed his forehead against Logan's again, panting now.

"Good, yeah?" Logan murmured.

"Nnnnnnng," Jake agreed. He tightened his hold on Logan's neck and let his own hips move in time with his brother's. They moved together easily, naturally. Logan managed to keep a steady, slow, deep pace the whole time. Jake was so focused on him and his dick and his body and face and everything that he didn't even notice when the camera was practically shoved into his face.

"I'm close Logannnnnggg."

"Me too."

They panted together, bodies moving as if in a choreographed dance. All too soon Jake felt his orgasm overtake him. He threw his head back as he came, moans mixing with pants. It seemed that Jake's climax was what triggered Logan, for he grunted and came a moment later, filling Jake again. This time he rolled to the side and pulled out, flopping on his back next to Jake. They looked at each other, mouths open and sucking in as much air as they could. Jake started giggling.

"I love you Jakey," Logan asserted again, raising an arm over Jake and letting it fall across his chest.

"Oof," Jake said. He was never going to return that sentiment, no matter how much he had absolutely loved getting fucked. He couldn't. He wouldn't.

"And that's a wrap. Fuck, that was some good footage," Terry said. Rob handed him the camera and hurried out of the room. Terry bit his lip as he watched him go.

"Alright," Terry said as he packed up the camera. "You guys can brainstorm some ideas for next time and we will too. We'll pick the best ones. I'll be in contact," he said as he finished packing up. He waved over his shoulder as he left the room as well, closing the door behind him.

Logan sighed happily and cuddled up to Jake, who certainly didn't push him away.

Now what?

"I'll make some food in a little bit," Logan said, his voice muffled from being shoved against Jake's side.

"What?" Jake asked. Now that it was over, the confusion was setting in again. It was dawning on him how much he had liked that, and it was scary. It was so different, so wrong. Jake felt himself freezing again.

"I'm fucking hungry. I'm sure you are too. I sent everyone away for the night," Logan said. His nuzzles were starting to tickle.

"Yeah..."

Logan sat up a little, propping himself on an elbow. "Jake?"

The younger brother was silent. It was starting to get overwhelming again. It was too hot. Logan was too close. Jake pushed himself up into a sitting position. He looked around, feeling the need to get up. He was feeling tingly and prickly and he had to move .

"I have to go. I-I just have to go," Jake said as he stumbled off the bed. His legs kind of felt like jelly, but he pushed past that. He looked around for his clothes.

"Jake, come on. Stay over tonight," Logan said as he scooted to sit at the edge of the bed. Jake didn't look at him.

"I can't. I can't . I have to go." He found his pants, pulling them on and skipping the underwear.

"But, you liked it, right?" Logan asked. He stood and frowned at Jake.

"No. Yes. Maybe. I don't know. I just can't right now. I'm not like you, I can't just love my brother," Jake said. It was for sure too hot in here. Where was his fucking shirt?! Fuck it, shoes instead.

Logan was silent for a moment. "Here," he said, holding out Jake's shoes. The younger brother took them without looking at Logan, hurriedly pulling them on. He went to the door and paused, finally looking back at his older brother standing there naked and …. sad. Jake let his emotions show on his face for a second before he just frowned.

"I need some time. I need—I need a drink," Jake said, and left the room. He went down the stairs and to the front door, looking back to see if Logan was following him. He wasn't. Jake felt a flash of disappointment that he squashed immediately. Frowning further, he pulled open the door and slipped outside to his car. He started it up and just let the rumbling engine fill him.

What the fuck was he supposed to do now?