Moving Day - LOGAN Vol. 3
When my favorite boy Logan called and asked if I could help him move into his first apartment, of course I said, “Yes.” I did ask where his parents were. He just sort of evasively said, “They’re going to be busy.” I know they work a lot and Logan is left to his own devices, but I would think they would be around for an event as big as this. It crossed my mind that Logan just preferred my help over his stepdad’s, who he’s not really close to. If that’s true I’m flattered, although I didn’t pry. I didn’t hesitate for a moment at the thought of a good excuse to spend the day with him, though. I knew at some point we would need a break. I also knew that my little horndog wouldn’t resist if said break included me pulling his pants down. For a young guy just leaving home, my boy has a load of stuff! He rented a big Uhaul van and I thought he was over estimating but we filled it up, with a few things in my pickup truck, too. His new apartment is not that big so I don’t know where he’s going to put it all. Of course, it won't be so much when it’s out of the boxes. Unpacking day will be a whole other event. I hope I’m invited. I was really proud of Logan. He didn’t make me do all of the work. He did his part. Of course, I handled all of the heavy stuff. He’s a little guy, after all, and I don’t mind showing off my muscles for him. I know how that turns him on. Sure enough, by the time we needed a break, several hours of watching his man flexing and sweating had little Logan feeling more than a little frisky. Of course, he was looking up at me with those shy, hungry eyes and slowly reaching out for my belt like I might tell him not to. Even after all of the time we’ve spent together, sometimes he still acts like he can’t believe I’m going to fuck him. I should probably help him work on his self confidence. I just can’t, though. His “it’s almost like it’s the first time,” attitude is just too damn sexy. It makes me almost feel like it’s the first time, too, even though he’s learned to take my dick without any struggle at all. Maybe one of these days he’ll get comfortable enough that I can ask him to clinch his hole shut and act like it hurts for me. I’m sure he would feel too self conscious about role play now. Heck, I’m just happy to see him with his pants off, bent over a stack of boxes, with one leg hiked up so I can eat his hole out before I fuck him. His ass is seriously almost perfect and that hole is the gateway to paradise. He may be used to taking my cock, but he’s still tight enough to feel damn good when I shove it in. Before I shove my cock in, my tongue goes in first. Eating Logan’s ass isn’t better than fucking it but it comes close. I think the feeling of my stubbly goatee scraping against his soft tender cheeks is pretty hot for Logan, too. At any rate, it doesn’t take long for both of us to be hot for a fuck and it’s time for me to shove it in and go to work. I had been pounding Logan hard and deep for a while before I actually noticed that his window was wide open. Looks like I need to take my boy shopping for curtains. On the other hand, maybe not. I’m damn proud to be the man who gets to fuck this hot boy, and I don’t really care if anybody sees me do it.
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