The Christmas Deal

“I want to,” Logan insisted. “Maybe I’ve been curious for a long time, but I squashed it.” He fidgeted, his face going hot. “Never even considered doing it for real. It’s different with you.” He shrugged. “I trust you.”

Seth smiled and laughed and almost cried at the exact same time, and Logan had to kiss him until they were panting. Then he got on his hands and knees on the soft bed. This had always been out of bounds, and now he shook with curiosity and lust. Even if he didn’t like it, he wanted to know.

He wriggled his ass. “Come on. Plow me.”

But Seth was apparently in no rush, and he smoothed his long fingers over Logan’s thighs, kissing down his spine, murmuring to him and turning him over onto his back.

Logan froze up. He was all exposed like this, and he closed his eyes before realizing what he was doing.

“Logan. Look at me. Do you really want to do this? Because you don’t have to. I love being…penetrated.” Seth scratched the back of his neck, and he was so damn pretty kneeling between Logan’s legs. “I’m not good at the words.”

“You don’t need to be. Just fuck me already.”

They both laughed, and Logan breathed easier. Seth pushed at his knees, pressing them back and opening him up, palms against the bottom of his thighs. Logan squirmed, but let Seth look his fill. They were both hard, but Logan knew he was going to droop if he didn’t relax.

“Tell me what you want,” Seth whispered. “The way you would if you were me.”

Logan caught the drift. Seth loved dirty talk but was too shy to say it himself. Now here was Logan being the shy one. He cleared his throat. “Want you to shove your big cock inside me.”

Gasping, Seth shuddered. Oh yeah, he clearly liked that.

“You do have a big cock, you know that? You should be proud of it.” Logan reached down to run his fingers over the shaft and head. “You’re already dripping for me. Gonna feel so good inside. You’re so big, you’re gonna split me open, and I’ll love every second of it. Want you so bad, want you to—mmph.”

Logan couldn’t talk anymore with Seth’s tongue jammed down his throat. They kissed hard and wet, grunting, Seth rutting against him. Logan’s legs were still bent back, Seth heavy on him, fingers clutched at Logan’s head, tugging his short hair.

He loved unraveling Seth like this, and the earlier nerves faded. They broke apart to breath, spit strung between them. Logan asked, “You want to eat my ass?”

Seth jolted, his face going even more red. Oh yeah, he sure as hell wanted to eat Logan’s ass. Logan tried not to grin.

“You want to lick my hole? Stick your tongue in me? Bet you do. Wanna lick me like a dog with a bone. Bury your face in my ass and—” It was Logan’s turn to jolt as Seth did exactly that, spreading Logan even wider with his hands and pressing his face into Logan’s crack.

His tongue lapped at the sensitive skin, and Logan bit his tongue, his hands grabbing at Seth’s shoulders. “Oh fuck, baby. That’s so good. I could come just like this. With your tongue inside me.”

Seth moaned against his hole, hot and damp and fucking perfect as he opened Logan with his tongue. Logan had done some ass play with women in the past, but this was next level because Seth was so into it.

The words tripped out of Logan’s mouth. “Never even thought about letting anyone fuck me, but I want you to pound my ass with your big cock. Want you to fuck me ’til I can’t walk.”

Moaning, Seth lifted his head. His eyes were dark, his wet lips parted as he breathed hard. He reached blindly for the condom and lube.

“Wish you could come right inside me. Nothing between us.” Logan wasn’t even thinking about what he was saying now, truths rocketing out of his mouth. “We can after we get tested. You want that? Wanna fuck raw, baby?”

“Yes,” Seth groaned hoarsely, kissing Logan again messily. “Oh, God, yes.”

Logan could taste his own ass, and instead of grossing him out, it just made him even harder. “Come on. Do it.” He lifted his hips as Seth pushed lube into him clumsily. “I’m good. Fuck me. Give me your dick.”

With jerky motions, Seth lined up and pushed, and Logan bore down. They both gritted their teeth. Seth cried out as he pushed past the rim and rammed all the way inside.

Logan ignored the burning pain, reaching up to slap his hand over Seth’s mouth. “Walls. Not that. Thick,” he grunted. He kept his hand planted over Seth’s mouth as he arched his back, his chest tight. Seth felt way too big to fit, but he was all the way inside, his pubes tickling Logan’s ass. Sweat trickled down Seth’s face, and Logan felt hot all over, his own skin slick.