"You've gotta know I wasn't late on purpose. You know me...when am I ever late to anything?" Jack asked, stripping out of hi clothes as he spoke. Really, the only times he was ever close to late were when Logan decided to be a greedy little shit and tried to keep him in bed, or he got involved in something he simply couldn't leave until it was done. Logan had to know that about him by now.
Smiling, Logan shed his jeans and stretched out on the bed.
"And does it really matter if you meant to or not?" he asked. "I didn't mean to set fire to my textbook in chem-lab, but I still got detention from Ms. Fuller."
"You set fire to your book?" he chuckled, grabbing the bottleof oil nearby and warming it in his hands before he began to work it into Logan's back. He started gently but his hands became stronger with every pass as he worked against the tight muscles.
"It was an accident," Logan reminded the other man. "Girls should never wear halter tops to chem- It is impossible not to stare at a chick in a halter top."
He hummed a little as Jack rubbed his back, and then moaned softly, turning his head to the side and sighing contently as he let out a sound that was more than a little erotic.
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"But whatever. Lay down...get comfortable."
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"And does it really matter if you meant to or not?" he asked. "I didn't mean to set fire to my textbook in chem-lab, but I still got detention from Ms. Fuller."
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He hummed a little as Jack rubbed his back, and then moaned softly, turning his head to the side and sighing contently as he let out a sound that was more than a little erotic.
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