Date: Mon, 15 Aug 2016 05:58:59 +0800
From: jeremymyers111@gmail.com
Subject: Always and Forever - Logan 2

This story is a fictional account of what could have been, what should
have been, what never was.

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Logan 2

As I sat on the bus heading home after that eventful morning I thought how
bizarre life could be. I mean, here was a guy who up until six months ago
seemed to hate my guts and whom I barely knew existed. Now we were doing
things together that I had only dreamt about. I was totally in wonder; it
had been a great day indeed. I went to sleep that night content, thinking
about the day but not having a wank even though my dick was up and about. I
showed constraint. I wanted Logan to have my swimmers, not a couple of
tissues.

Before heading home, Logan and I had arranged to meet the next morning, at
the beach again, of course. "Nine o'clock sharp J, Mum's picking me up to
go for a family Sunday lunch at the grandparents around 12:30 so we don't
have much time and we have a bit to talk about before we, ahh, shower, you
know?"

I knew alright. Anyway, I was up early, did a few of my chores, and was out
of the house by 8:30, promising I would be home for lunch and finish the
chores in the afternoon. I never wore a watch but figured it was near
enough to nine when I arrived, I looked around and there was Logan, sitting
on top of a retaining wall at the top of the beach, dangling his legs over
the edge and watching the world go by. I walked over and sat beside him, as
close as I could get without being obvious to the people around us.

"Hey Logan, how you doing?"

"Jeremy my man! Excellent buddy, and you?"

"All sweet, mate. You survive the night without me?"

He leaned into me and replied.

"Hah, only just J, that head job was fucking awesome man. I was hard half
the night thinking about it."

"Only half the night then?"

`Yeah well, a guy has to recharge his sack sometimes, you know. How did you
know what to do?"

"Don't know really Loges, I felt and watched you then tried to do the same
with a couple of flourishes to keep you entertained."

"Well you certainly did that. You shit all over my cousin."

"Cousin?"

"Ah. Yes. That's what I want to talk to you about."

"I'm listening."

"Well, it's like this J, my cousin and I have been messing about for ages,
since the end of Year 9. He's 17 now and, well, he's done lots of neat
stuff with me, especially the last two weeks."

"He was with you for the two weeks away?"

"Hey J, you're not jealous are you man?"

"What? No of course not." I was. "Just a bit envious he got to spend all
that time with you."

"Hmmm, OK." I don't think he believed me. "Anyways, we shared a room
downstairs, away from everyone else. Fair dinkum, we spent half the time
sucking and fucking."

"Fucking?"

"It's OK Jeremy, you need to hear this. You need to know that everything
you and I do is because my cousin Rodney knows a thing or two about queer
sex and has been generous enough to educate me in the finer details."

"Jesus, Logan." I was just a little surprised at how matter of fact he was
being.

"J, please, just listen, it will be OK in the end, I promise, I just need
for you to understand a few things. Then we can go and take a long,
invigorating shower, OK?"

"Yeah Loges, all OK." I smiled.

"Good. Anyhow, between all our activities I got to talking about you."

"Me?"

"Yes, you."

"Why?"

Logan took a deep breath then carried on. "For fucks sake J, this will take
for fucking ever if you keep interrupting. Just listen. Please?"

"Sure Logan, sorry."

"Alright then. Jeremy, the fact is I have been hot for you almost since we
started high school. I have jerked off over you nearly every night since I
first laid eyes on you. I wanted to get to know you so much but, well, you
were entrenched in the inner sanctum and fawning all over Chris and well
instead of just trying to get close I got angry and jealous and, well, you
know the rest. I behaved like a total knob."

"I don't fawn over Chris."

"Yes J, yes you do."

Fuck it. "It's that obvious?"

"No J, it's not. I just picked up on it because all I ever did was watch
you, look at you. Your secret is safe Jeremy, don't concern yourself with
it."

"Thanks Logan. And I'm sorry, I must have been something of a prick to
you."

"All in the past J. It was actually our fight that changed things."

"It wasn't a fight Logan."

"No?"

"No, it was a tussle, nothing more."

"Well OK then. After our `tussle', I realised that being mad at you and,
well, being a prick, was never going to get me anywhere."

"So you started, we started, talking?"

"Yes J. And may I say I have enjoyed getting to know you, getting to be
your mate."

"Thanks Logan, I can't imagine life without you now. Especially after
yesterday."

"It was a lot of fun J. And we will do more today, very soon I think. So, I
spoke to my cousin about you because, well things were going nowhere with
us. I was pretty sure you were attracted to me, you're always looking at my
butt and stuff so..."

"It's a nice butt."

He smiled "Yes, and you have a nice butt, face, dick, hair, ball sack,
nipples. The complete package really."

"Really? Not as good as you."

"Listen Jeremy, I think you're fucking wonderful. Don't ever doubt that."

"Thanks Logan, I think you're pretty fucking wonderful too."

"OK, thanks J. Anyway let me finish so we can go and suck each other
silly."

"Alright, go on."

"So things were not progressing fast enough is all Jeremy. I knew you would
be agreeable to some fun; I just didn't know how to force the issue. So I
asked Rodney and he said it was simple. `If the guy likes your butt so much
then make sure you give him a damn fine view of it and then get him at his
weakest, when he's chubbed up over you'. That's what he said J, and fuck me
if that's not exactly what happened!"

"You planned it all?"

"Well, kind of. You sat exactly where you could look at my butt, my
boardies were far enough down to show some crack and, the rest, as they
say, is history."

"And the guy with the red Speedos?"

"Oh no mate, I'm not that good. He was just a bonus, a very timely bonus."

"His butt's not as sweet and tight as yours."

"Ooo, thank you. For that you can play with it some more."

"When?"

"Fucking now."

With that he grabbed his towel and jumped off the wall onto the dry sand
below. I followed immediately and we walked side by side up to the surf
club and into the shower block. We stood at the entry listening.  It was
empty yet again.

"Does no-one ever use this place Logan?"

"Not really, no. I hunted for somewhere where you and I could, well, enjoy
some privacy a month or so back. Always hopeful me. Anyway, I found this
place and have been watching it as much as possible. If people want a
shower it's only to wash the salt and sand off and most use the cold
showers up near the carpark. No-one pisses here, everyone pisses in the
ocean. Only the ones who need a bog come here and that's far enough away
from our shower to not be an issue. So really, only shitters and horny boys
come here."

"Are you horny Logan?"

"As a matter of fact J, yes I am. But first I need to take a dump. Meet you
in the shower and do not start without me."

"Whatever you want Loges."

He took off to the shit stalls and I wandered down to our shower cubicle. I
went in and closed the door without locking it. I looked around and started
to think about what we did in here 24 hours ago. My dick certainly
remembered and wasted no time becoming hard. I stayed dressed though, I
wanted Logan to undress me, for me it was all part of our sexual
experience.

So much had happened, Logan's revelations this morning were surprising but
at least I knew now how he had discovered all his little tricks. And how he
felt; he said he was hot for me. No-one had ever said that to me before.
And fucking, aye? Hmm that sounded interesting. The door opened and Logan
stepped in, he turned and locked the door.

"That was a quick shit."

"It was ready and waiting J. Now, let's get your kit off shall we?"

He stepped closer but before he could do anything I moved in and kissed
him, then kissed him some more as our tongues wrapped around one
another. His left hand held my head pushing it into his, I had both arms
around him, squeezing both his cheeks. His right hand reciprocated and we
ground our hard-ons into each other. It was just as I remembered, warm,
erotic, special.

Finally, we broke off and we took each other's tee shirts off. I bent
slightly and licked, bit and suckled on his left nipple. He held my head,
massaging my scalp and moaned softly. I stayed on his teat for a few
minutes enjoying his moans and whimpering's then moved to his right. He was
using his spare hand to undo my boardies, I did the same and they both fell
to the floor at the same time, releasing our dicks to the warm summer air.

Logan took hold of my dick and stroked it gently, I lifted my head, kissed
him and took his dick in my hand, squeezing it and caressing it. I still
marvel to this day how something so flaccid can become this iron rod
encased in velvet encased in silk. We stayed like that for a while,
enjoying each other's touch, the feel of another guy stroking and squeezing
your cock. Our spare hands rubbed each other's stomachs and chests, giving
our nipples little tweaks. We kissed again and Logan disengaged. He bent
over and picked up our boardies, pulled something out of the pocket in his
and then threw both pair on top of our towels.

"Now then Jeremy, I have been a little dirty, you can't have me until you
wash me, all of me."

He unwrapped a motel type bar of soap and handed it to me. I went over to
the taps, turned them on and waited until the temperature was just right
before nodding to Logan. This was a game I was going to enjoy.

He moved in under the shower and I began to wash him, front first. I
lathered his arms and then his pits, but not before I had kissed each
one. Then his chest and stomach, paying very particular attention to his
hard little nipples. I kissed and licked them too as the water washed away
the suds. Then I started on his crotch, soaping up his patch of pubes, his
balls (God, they are wonderful) and then his dick, rubbing the little bar
of soap over that angry beast numerous times. Squatting down, I soaped his
legs all around, ignoring his inner thighs. I would get to them. His
throbbing dick hit my face and I took it in. It tasted a little of soap but
I didn't care. I loved his dick. I licked around the glans and his slit
then around again before swallowing it as far as I could go. Logan held my
head with both hands but did not try to control things.

I pulled off and stood up. I turned him and washed his shoulders and his
back, working my way down to the ultimate goal. I washed each cheek
carefully, methodically and then down his crack. He spread his legs a
little more and leant forward a little exposing his pink hole. It was
spotless and I began to suspect this was a sham. A very enjoyable sham. I
ignored his hole and instead washed his inside thighs, reaching under his
balls and up, giving his dick a light squeeze, then it was his man cave's
turn, I placed the diminished bar of soap on three fingers and rubbed it
over his inviting hole, backwards and forwards. Logan's legs buckled
slightly.

"You OK Loges?"

His voice sounded husky, sexy. "Yes J, you're just giving me a whole set of
new sensations. My body appreciates it."

All good then. I continued rubbing his hole and then... I dropped the
soap. It was worn to a wafer so I ignored it and just rubbed and pushed on
his hole. Then I stepped forward, I sent my left arm under Logan's and held
and rubbed his stomach, the right one I sent around to his dick. I arched
my back a little and Logan came back slightly, leaning on me. I kissed and
nuzzled his neck and he closed his eyes, making soft noises of pleasure. My
cock had settled in Logan's crack and I began rubbing it up and down
pushing against him. He pushed back. The water poured over us and we stayed
like that for five minutes, enjoying the intimacy the position afforded us.

"I think your clean my man. What do you desire now?"

Logan straightened and said simply "This."

He moved over to the little bench and pulled out a towel, first drying
himself a little before starting on me. He took his time, patting me down
and drying my front. Then he sat on the little bench and beckoned me
over. I did not need a second call. I moved over in front of him and he
began.

He had taken notice of my cock sucking and started on the underside of my
glans, his tongue washing over it, caressing my knob and enticing a large
drop of pre-cum to surface. This disappeared quickly as he continued his
tongue's exploration of my knob. Then, on to the stem, licking, kissing,
following a vein with his tongue and back to my head. His left hand
attacked my balls, gently kneading them before he took each one in turn
into his mouth. Oh but he was good. I was in ecstasy. Then he returned to
my stem and head and took the lot into his mouth and down his throat. My
hands rested on his head, massaging his scalp. I did not try to control
what he was doing; he was in control. I swayed my hips slightly as we got
into a rhythm. His right hand was down squeezing his own cock while his
left had made a detour from my balls to my own hole. He pushed and rubbed
and I nearly came on the spot. Fuck that was good. He continued sucking and
licking, never gagging once. He would look up occasionally, our eyes would
meet and I could only smile like an idiot.

I could feel my balls begin to boil, the familiar sensation beginning but
he sensed it and stopped, just like that. He stood up and we embraced.

"You are something special, you know that?" I whispered.

"Thanks J."

We swapped positions and I started on his beautiful rod. The tip was soaked
in pre-cum and I took my time as I cleaned every bit off. I squeezed his
cock with my left hand and was rewarded with a nice dollop which I scooped
up onto a finger and offered to Logan. He took my finger in his hands,
placed it in his mouth and sucked it clean. I returned to his cock and
licked every inch of it and his nut sack. Then did the same on the return
trip before taking the whole thing into my mouth and started bobbing up and
down on it, every downward thrust I tried to take the entire length but
fell short each time.

"Just practice J, that's all you need man, you'll get there."

I tried damn hard that day but just failed to feel the hairs of his bush on
my face. Tomorrow maybe. I continued stimulating my mate, my left hand
rubbing and pushing on his hole. Inspiration, or perhaps instinct, took me
and I came off Logan's dick, spun him around and began kissing his cheeks
and his crack, my left index finger rubbing and stimulating his hole. He
parted his legs and leaned forward, one hand resting on the opposite wall
to keep balance. I licked all around his crack then moved to his hole and
licked all around that, occasionally kissing the entire thing. Logan was
making little cooing noises and seemed lost in himself.

I licked his hole, it was nice, a little soapy perhaps? I licked again then
put my whole mouth over it, devouring it. I stiffened my tongue and went to
town on the opening, all the while Logan cooing and mumbling words I could
not understand. I squeezed my own cock with one hand and reached around
after Logan's and squeezed that too. I spent ages on his arse and my tongue
was beginning to get sore, I had penetrated his hole I think just a little
maybe. Logan seemed to come out of his trance.

"J, I don't know where you learnt that but that was phenomenal. Not even
Rod did that.

"But now Jeremy, I need you, I need your dick. In me. Please."

"Logan, I've never..."

"It's OK Jeremy, I'm here to guide you. Grab my boardies, in the pocket is
a tube."

I turned, grabbed his shorts and found the tube. "KY Jelly. What's that
for?"

Logan had turned around and looked at me funny like then laughed. "Well it
ain't for eating.

"Put some on your index finger and slide it in me, get it in good J, then
smear your dick with it. Use plenty of it."

"Will it hurt Loges?"

"Not if you do it right J, just take it slow, stop when I tell you and I'll
be fine."

I lubed up my finger and asked "How often you do this Logan, you know, with
your cousin?"

"Shit Jeremy, not now. Enough times to know what I'm doing but not enough
that I don't need some foreplay. Oh, OK, this will be my 6th time J. Now
slip that finger in and do your duty."

Well OK then. He resumed his position, leaning over and fully exposing his
ring, still wet from my attention only moments before. I placed my finger
at the entry and pushed, then a bit harder, it slipped in and Logan gave a
little moan. I put the entire length in, I could not believe how tight that
little ring was. I pulled my finger almost out then back again, slowly,
carefully.

"You can go a little faster J."

So I did, and I started to twist and wiggle my finger while I was inside
him, he moaned again so I knew I was doing my job. I spent a little bit of
time on this and Logan was certainly enjoying it. His left hand supported
him, the other was caressing his chest, his bum and occasionally his
face. He did not go anywhere near his dick.

After a few minutes he looked behind and said "OK J, you're doing right
well with that finger, Rodney always uses two, but I need you in me. Go
slow, OK?"

"OK Logan" I stepped up and aimed my weeping cock at his hole, I loved how
his ring moved when he flexed or pushed. I rubbed my dick a couple of times
to spread the pre-cum and gel then put the tip at his entry. I pushed and
slowly my head went in, the sphincter stretching to take it. Logan hissed,
and moaned but said nothing. Slowly I entered him, my God he was tight. It
was warm and cosy and fucking awesome. I continued pushing until my pubes
brushed his crack.

"Stop J, let me get used to it." I waited, using my hands to caress his
back and butt cheeks.

"OK, pull out slow and then come back in." I pulled out slowly then just as
my head was about to pop out I began the forward thrust. Logan said nothing
so I started to slowly pump him. The noises coming from him satisfied me
that all was well. I could feel things loosening up a little as his cavity
became acquainted to my cock. Gosh but it was warm in there, warm and soft
and made just for my dick, well at the moment anyway. I was a little
envious of Rodney for taking Logan's cherry but I would be giving Logan
mine, for sure.

I leant forward not breaking my rhythm and kissed the back of Logan's neck
and nuzzled his ear. His breathing was steady but a little deeper, quicker
perhaps. Logan pushed back a little and then tried straightening, arching
his back to give me room but enabling him to stand with legs apart and my
cock still in him He leant his head back and turned it so we could kiss. In
this position I could move one of my arms around to tend to his dick but he
said to leave it. I rubbed his chest and stomach instead.

I started to move my hips a little sideways with each thrust and
withdrawal, almost in a circular motion, trying to get my cock to push
different parts of Logan's bum lining thrilling my glans. This really
thrilled Logan too if the moans were anything to go by. Fuck if there was
anyone having a bog we would be busted. But at the point we were, full of
lust and cum and teenage abandon, who cared. Logan too was experimenting,
doing things with his bum, he would tighten it, flexing, clamping down on
my tool, almost like he was trying to milk it.

All too soon I could feel my orgasm coming. "Logan."

"In me J, please." he hissed.

I felt my orgasm rise and I exploded inside my friend, shot after shot, we
both moaned in unison as we kissed and held each other until my climax
subsided.

"You made me cum J... the same time as you." I looked over his shoulder and
sure enough there was a ton of cum dribbling down the wall and some trails
on the floor.

"But we didn't even touch it Logan." I was feeling a little disappointed, I
had wanted to finish him off in my mouth.

Regretfully I pulled out of Logan, my dick still hard. Logan turned and we
embraced.

"You made me cum J, no hands. You just kept hitting the right spot
man. Rod's never done that."

"There's a spot?"

"Fuck yeah buddy, you're a damn fine sucker and an excellent fucker, boy!"

I smiled but still felt a little ripped off. Logan was still hard too so I
pulled out of our embrace and sat on the bench. "Then now for the sucking,
sport."

Logan looked a little surprised but hey, he was a teenager. Cumming was an
institution. He stepped up and I started to lick the remnants of his climax
from his head and stem. The smell of sex, boy sex, was strong down here but
it just made me hornier, more determined to bring Logan to a second climax.

I worked on his dick doing all the things I knew he loved, especially
licking the underneath of his glans. He swayed gently in time with my
movements. I wrapped my right thumb and index finger around the base and
began stroking him, up at the top of my mouth stroke, down with my mouth
stoke. I was squeezing and stroking my own cock and knew I was close to a
second climax. I looked up at Logan; his eyes were closed, his mouth half
open, occasionally biting his bottom lip. His balls got a little tighter so
I thought perhaps he might be close too.

My right hand cupped his balls and I pushed hard on the perineum, just
behind his sack. I felt Logan's orgasm through my fingers micro seconds
before my mouth was coated in Logan's swimmers, three, maybe four shots hit
my tongue and the back of my throat. I tried swallowing all of it but could
feel some dribbling out my mouth. Then I came too and shot a load all over
Logan's right leg, the rest dribbling to the floor.

Once I thought I had all of Logan's produce I pulled off, he was starting
to deflate, his passion finally sated. I looked up at him and he grabbed my
arm and lifted me then took me into his arms, holding me to his shoulder as
he wrapped one arm around me and the other caressing my head as he kissed
and nuzzled at me, cleaning his cum from my chin and lips. I wrapped my
arms around him and just enjoyed the embrace. No quick pull the pants up
and let's go with Logan. This was tender, passionate, real love making.

"C'mon Logan, you're a bit dirty again, lets clean you up, aye?"

We stepped into the shower and I squatted down, rubbing off the remnants of
my second orgasm. The soap had disappeared in the running water so that was
no help. I washed his now flaccid dick, it was just as beautiful in that
state as the one I had just serviced. Then I turned him around and asked
him to spread them. His thighs and balls were covered in the leakage from
his bum. Tenderly, gently, I washed off the last vestiges of our love
making, establishing a post coital ritual that we would carry out for our
entire relationship. I checked his hole, it was a little redder, perhaps a
little puffy, from our activity but it looked clean and ready to take a
rest.

Logan turned and we embraced once again, long and deep as was our way, as
was our way always. Then he washed my drooping dick and balls cleaning them
of our coupling. He looked at his watch and said "Fuck J, we were going for
an hour and a half man. That was fucking sensational."

It certainly was, I mean heck, I was used to a quick wank, not this sort of
prolonged sexual performing. I fucking loved it!

We dried each other off then started to dress, it took us ages as we kept
stopping and making out some more. It was well after 11.00 before we
stepped back out into the sunshine, the beach was packed but, since we had
time for a swim, we both walked over to our normal spot, a few of the crew
were there and they all seemed happy to see us. We swam and mucked about
for a while but it was getting close to 12.30 so we bid our buds farewell
and wandered up to the bus stop. Logan's mum pulled in shortly after. Logan
opened the front passenger door.

"Hey Mum, this is Jeremy. Jeremy, this is my Mum." Obviously.

"Hello Mrs Phillips."

"Hi Jeremy, it's nice to meet you at last. You heading home too?"

"Yeah, my bus should be here soon I think."

"Which one do you catch?" There were a few different ones that terminated
at the beach and then made their way back to the city via different
routes. I told her which one I normally caught.

"Oh that's easy Jeremy, it very nearly goes straight past my parent's
place. We're heading there for lunch now so if you want a lift, hop on in."

"Cool, thank you Mrs Phillips"

Logan smiled, this was a revelation, he had never been to my house so did
not know exactly where it was. It seemed I might be close then to his
grandparents. I hopped into the back, Logan the front and we headed off. We
chatted about all sorts of things but certainly not what had occupied most
of our morning. My street was coming up and I said they could let me off at
the bottom of it. Mrs Phillips said no, she would take me home so she
turned into my street; I pointed out my house and she stopped at the front.

"Hey J, my grandies only live a block and a half away from here. Cool aye?"

"Yeah, I guess. Tomorrow man?"

"Sorry buddy, family commitments for New Year and all. How about Wednesday
at the beach?"

"Sure man, same time, same place, same bat channel?"

"Yep, happy New Year J."

"You too Logan. Thanks heaps Mrs Phillips."

"My pleasure Jeremy"

With that I shut the door and off they went. It had been a bloody
marvellous morning. Now I had to wait two whole more days before we could
mess around again.

Bugger.