LoganOne step.Two stepsThree steps.I watch Daniel as he slowly and carefully walks among the crowd. Like a toddler who just learned how to walk.I chuckle loudly. Why is he walking like this? He looks like he is in some kind of a daze. Did our encounter in the bathroom affect him this much?It pleases me to think I'm not the only one pining for him.I keep an eye on him but don't go near him. I want him to come to me this time. I'm convinced he will since I saw he has a hard-on for me.God, what an incredible sight it was! I wish his jeans didn't cover it.I walk outside to have a smoke, and something catches me off guard.A familiar figure is leaning against the wall a few feet away, looming over a stripper I recognized from the stage earlier.Hmm...naughty, Stephan.He should be with his beloved boyfriend inside, but instead, here he is, with another man's hand down his pants. Tsk tsk tsk.I proceed to interrupt their moment but stop myself.Should I show Danny instead?But what
DanielI groan as my alarm goes off in the morning.Nooooo. Is it morning already?I remember everything from last night, well, most of the things that happened last night and my stomach turns. I remember seeing Stephan getting it on with some rando and then....Fuck, I kissed Logan!"NO!" I say it out loud this time. What have I done!?This is a complete, utter disaster. How am I supposed to see him at the office and act normal? Not to mention he is my boss now, and that makes things so much worse.I hang my head in shame as I walk inside my office. I don't even bother to say good morning to the grumpy-looking guard at the front gate, not that he cares anyway.I hope Logan is too busy today, and I won't have to talk to him.And Stephan...what do I do about that jerk? I should break up with him, but I haven't dared to call him just yet. Maybe later today, when I get something to eat, things will be easier to deal with.Lucky for me, Logan didn't show his grinning face to me all mornin
WARNING: 18+ Content. *Wink Wink*LoganAngry Daniel is hot.I'm staring at him in awe as his chest rises and falls. He is fuming. He is seething.I'm hard, and my body is burning for him."Don't you have anything else to say to me?" he roars so I stop drooling."You are covered in frosting. Want me to help you clean?" I breathe in and out slowly. He looks delicious, and it has nothing to do with the cake."I want you to fuck off and die."I grab the back of his head and pull him toward me. A small noise escapes Daniel's throat as I lick the icing off his cheek."What do you think you're doing?" Daniel croaks out.Hmm...he doesn't sound as angry as before, I think to myself as I fumble with the buttons of his shirt."Why aren't you answering me, dammit?" Daniel growls.His deep, rage-filled voice messes with my mind. I want him. I want to stick my steely cock inside him. Ugh, I want him now!"Logan...are you not hearing me?""I want to fuck you senseless, then I'd be happy to die," I
DanielI'm staring down at Logan. He is just lying there, panting, covered in sweat and cum. And I feel ashamed.I don't know what came over me earlier. It was as if I was possessed by somebody else. I didn't feel like me anymore as I forced myself on him.I wanted to pour all my rage into him, somehow blaming him for all the mess in my life.I take my shirt off and then help him stand up."Shit...Logan shit..." I breathe heavily, trying to find the right word. Should I apologize to him? Is he even mad? Why is he smiling? If he's mad, he shouldn't be smiling right now?I offer my shirt to him so he can clean up, kind of like a peace offering. "Wow, Danny, I didn't know you were so sexually frustrated. And all that pent-up anger? I wish you would've just told me and we would've had our first time properly.""What do you mean properly?" I ask."You know, we could've done this in a more romantic setting. With candles and flowers and shit," Logan smirks.So he seems fine, and here I am, b
LoganThe twerp in front of me is terrified of me, that much is obvious. But I still don't think he gets the message loud and clear."Stephan, sweetheart, did you hear what I said just now? You will lose a few body parts if you don't leave Danny alone," I said.Stephan blinks at me as if he is in disbelief. He looks at Daniel helplessly, but Daniel only shrugs. I'm proud of him for not defending this prick."Baby! Why are you just standing there? Just because this guy is your boss doesn't mean you can let him talk to me like this!" Stephan exclaimed."You are a cheater, Stephan. I have nothing to tell you other than the fact that it's over between us. So just walk away," Daniel says grimly.Stephan threw his arms up in surrender. "Alright, fine. I don't have the time for theatrics. I'll just leave."I let go of him. "Good decision."Down sits down at one of the little tables and just stays there, not moving even after Stephan storms off.I sit down in front of him and touch his should
DanielEverything I own and love. Gone, destroyed by the fire.Why did this happen to me? What did I ever do to deserve this? I think to myself as I watch my house burn to the ground."Danny. What will we do now? Where will we go?" Trisha is sobbing next to me, but I don't know what to tell her. I need to be the big brother and comfort her, but no words are coming out of my mouth."I told you not to leave the fireplace on, Trisha. You've got to turn it off before you leave the house," I tell her again, for the fourth time."I know I messed up, okay? I'm sorry!" Trisha cries out.I pull her into an embrace and stroke her hair. "Shhh...sorry. I'll stop bringing it up now. It's not your fault, I mean, accidents happen. I'm not blaming this on you, I swear." I whisper. The insurance should cover some of the cost of the house, but I still have to figure out where to live for the time being. We are pretty much homeless right now.I wince as I see Logan approaching us. I hadn't been answerin
DanielIt's been two weeks since I'd been living with Logan.Trisha seems happy with it as she gets to use Logan's game room and gets to sleep in a big, luxurious room.Logan seems even happier having us around.Everyone is happy...except for me.No, I'm not unhappy because of Logan. I am grateful to him, and I'm slowly starting to forgive him for abandoning me. It happened a long time ago, and I'm not the kind of person who holds grudges forever.Besides, ever since I fucked him in the office...god, I can't stop thinking about it.His muscular back glistens with sweat while I pound into him...Ugh, no! Stop it, Daniel, what the hell is wrong with you?Seeing him in the morning is awkward, but he seems to enjoy having breakfast with us, and I can't be rude and walk out on him. He even offers to ride the same car to work!But I am unhappy and worn out for a different reason.I can't fucking sleep at night.Ever since the fire, I keep seeing the same nightmare over and over again. I am
DanielI nearly choke as I see Logan putting a pair of glasses on. Since when does he wear glasses?"What?" he asks when he notices me staring at him."Why are you wearing those? Your eyesight is fine," I say."How would you know that? I'm getting older, so maybe I need these," Logan pouts.I chuckle at that. Those glasses are obviously fake, but he kind of looks hot in them. Gives me the professor vibe. "No, seriously...""Alright, fine. They are fake. Sometimes I put them on to look more professional. You know...so people take me more seriously," he says."I'm sure people take you plenty seriously when you hold a gun on their forehead," I say, rolling my eyes."Awww! That's sweet of you to say. But I prefer holding a knife to their throat," Logan corrects me."Are you going to read me something or not?" I snap."Oh yeah, sorry." Logan adjusts his glasses and then opens the book he was holding earlier."It was a typical Mon...""Wait!" I stop him."What?" he looks up at me."You didn
Logan I wait until Daniel finishes talking to Trisha and lecturing about eating cookies at the kidnapper's house. After Trisha marches upstairs and shuts the door to her bedroom, I turn to Daniel. "Listen...I'm really sorry about what happened today. I involved you in my life only to put your lives in danger," I look down, ashamed of who I am for the first time in my life. Daniel grabs my shoulders. "Shut up, Logan." "No, just let me apologize. I've been selfish. I only thought about myself when I wanted you back in my life. If I wasn't a piece of shit human, I would've let you live your life in peace instead of dragging you down with me," I said. It's time I let him go. Trisha was lucky that Gideon Rice was only after a dumb painting. Things could've been much much worse. "Logan. I already knew about the danger and chose to get involved with you," Daniel protests. Is he not mad at me? I don't understand how he is not! "I think we should break up, Danny. I know technically we on
DanielI'm confused. All this because of some dumb painting?"Logan? Care to explain it to me? Why is some criminal threatening my sister's life for a painting? Does it cost that much?" I ask him."Um...as far as I know, it's valuable but not that valuable," Logan says, looking as confused as me."Where is it?" I demand to know. If they wanted the painting, why didn't they just steal it when they were here?"I don't have it. It's in my parent's bedroom. I don't know why Gideon thinks I have it and why he wants it in the first place! It's just a girly painting of a mermaid. My grandfather apparently gave it to her as a wedding present.I vaguely remember seeing a painting like that at Serena's house. It just looks like a normal painting. Other than the girl sort of resembling Serena, I didn't see anything special about it. "So what are you waiting for? Let's go to your parent's house and get that painting!"Logan nodded in agreement, so soon, we were on our way there.~-~"My Mermaid p
DanielEverything happened so fast.After Logan left, Trisha came down and started asking me questions I couldn't answer."I heard something about a fire. Is everything okay?" she asked me."There is a fire in Logan's company building, so he went there to help," I told her."Oh my god, that's horrible. Wait, you work there too. Does that mean you will be jobless?" Trisha gasps.I didn't even think about that. Surely Logan has enough money to recover from the damages today. And he probably has insurance.I don't get the chance to think more as the door suddenly bursts open, and four men come barging in. I look at their faces and don't recognize them from the office.One of them glares at me, then his facial expression changes when he sees Trisha. "There she is, that's the girl.""What is this supposed to mean? Who are you?" I growl, but he ignores me and walks straight toward Trisha and grabs her arm."Hey! Don't touch her!" I cry out and go to attach him, but one of the other men grab
LoganHe loves me."Does that mean you forgive me?" My voice shakes.My heart pounds in my chest as I process Daniel's confession. I stare at him for a moment, trying to collect my thoughts."I love you too, Danny," I finally manage.Daniel takes a deep breath. "As for forgiveness, I don't think that's something I can grant so easily. What you did hurt me deeply, and it's going to take time for me to heal from that. I don't want to make any promises right now. I just know that I love you, and I want us to work."He shifts uncomfortably under me, suddenly aware of how awkward the timing is. "Can we talk about this another time, maybe when we're not in the middle of something else?"I kiss him in response and thrust into him again.He loves me, and he wants us to work despite me being the kind of person I am. I'm so happy I could die right now!"Ahh, Logan, I can't take it anymore." Daniel groans again.I feel his steely cock against my naval and smile. "You want me to touch you there t
DanielI am a nervous wreck. My heart is racing, and my palms are sweating. What is going on in that devious little brain of his?I tug at the handcuffs again helplessly, but they are locked in pretty tightly. Fucking bastard.Logan is reaching for the zipper of my jeans, so I wiggle my body. "Are we just going to ignore that I didn't give you my consent or what?"Logan pauses. "Hmm...are you saying no?""Yes, knucklehead. I'm saying no.""Alright. Then I will stop," Logan flops down next to me.Huh? He agreed so quickly?I breathe a sigh of relief as Logan backs off, but I can't shake the feeling of unease. Something about this situation still doesn't sit right with me.I shoot him a suspicious look. "What's going on in that devious little brain of yours?" I ask, half-jokingly.Logan chuckles. "Just trying to have a little fun, that's all. You know I wouldn't do anything to make you uncomfortable."I nod, but I'm not entirely convinced. Logan has always been a bit unpredictable, and
LoganDaniel reluctantly closes his eyes and allows me to lead him up the stairs to my bedroom. I can tell he is a little nervous and anxious about what I might have in store for him.As we enter the room, I tell Daniel to keep his eyes closed and to wait just a moment."What's going on?" Daniel asks me impatiently."Just wait!" I bark."Okay, Danny, you can open your eyes now," I say when I'm done.I stare at his face as it displays a range of different emotions. From shock to happiness and then surprise again."What the heck is all this?" he says after he gets over the initial shock.I respond with a grin, "Surprise! Happy Birthday, Danny!"Daniel's expression turns from confusion to a bright smile as he realizes what's going on. "Wow, I can't believe you did all this for me," he says, looking around at the decorations and presents."When did you have time?""I have people who can help me," I said, feeling pleased with myself. "I wanted to make sure your birthday was extra special t
Daniel"I'm over here!"Both Logan and I sigh in relief as we see Trisha waving her arms at us. She is sitting at a table by the window, safe and sound."I was so worried! What happened?" I stride over to her."A man wearing a black coat was following me! When I came out of the house, I saw him standing by a pole, staring at me. At first, I didn't think too much of it. But then he came up to me and started talking to me.""Whoa," I interrupt her. "You were talking to a stranger? What did I tell you about that?""Yeah, but I'm not a kid anymore, so I responded to him. I didn't want to be rude!" Trisha exclaimed."You are sixteen, Trish. You are a kid!" I growl."I'm not! I'm practically an adult. And I'm seventeen, not sixteen!" Trisha screeched."Alright, alright, we can talk about that later." Logan quickly stops us from arguing some more. "What happened? What did the man ask you?""He was asking me all kinds of weird questions, like, what's my name? And where do I live? Who do I liv
DanielI can hear Logan in the kitchen. How can I not, as it sounds like a storm passing through there?A loud clunking sound gets me curious. I thought he was supposed to cook lunch for me and not build a house.It sounds like something he dropped. I quickly got up from the couch and walked toward the kitchen to investigate.I see Logan standing amidst a big mess. Rice is scattered all over the countertop and floor, and a whole chicken is lying on the ground instead of the countertop.I can't help but let out a small chuckle as I see Logan's exasperated expression. "Looks like you've made quite a mess," I said, trying to hold back my laughter.Logan turns to face me, looking slightly embarrassed. "Yeah...I dropped the chicken.""And rice. Let me guess, you are attempting to make chicken and rice?""Yeah. Your grandma once told me it was your favorite."I wince. It's been a while since my Abuela passed away, but the memory of her death still lingers in my mind. Whenever I think about
LoganHe is not resisting me.Every nerve in my body is alive with the intensity of the moment, and I feel like I could kiss him forever. But as the kiss draws to a close, I pull back, feeling breathless and alive with the intensity of our connection. I want to kiss him again."Can I touch you?" I whisper.Danny looks at me as if he is surprised about me asking for permission. "Yeah. Please touch me more."I kiss him again and reach inside his pajamas. I'm pleased to find his cock stiff and ready for me.Smiling against his lips, I stroke his cock slowly, almost teasing it."Ohh...Logan, it feels good," he groans, so I keep going."You like this? I bet this will make you sleep faster than reading about two men fucking eh?" I chuckle."Sto...stop talking. Fuck, this feels so good," he growled."I know, you said that already."I feel his hips arching upward now, and I loosen my grip just enough to let him thrust deeper into my fist with each stroke."I love your beautiful cock, Daniel.