Page 57 of All Roads Lead to You

“Fuck…” I hissed. There he went.

Hello again, Panicked Logan.

I quickly pulled up my underwear, cleaned up the sticky mess with my T-shirt lying next to me, tossed it in the corner of the tent, and ran after him.

“Logan, wait!”

But he didn’t stop as he headed deeper into the woods, barefoot and all, and I ran after him.

“Logan!”

“Go away!” he snarled.

I sighed and kept chasing him. Like hell I was going to pretend that this hadn’t just happened. Fuck it if I told him I was helping him learn to be with a guy. That was no longer true. I wanted that with him. I needed that with him.

I’d told myself this was a game and helping him, but that was a lie. As soon as his lips hit mine the first time, I knew I was in deep shit. There was no turning back from this. I wanted more.

“Ouch! Goddammit!” I hissed after stepping on a rock, but I kept on going, hopping until the pain subsided and shoving my way through the thickening foliage, slapped by stray branches on my bare skin.

I finally found Logan, resting a stiff arm over a tree, his head pressed to his forearm, and his other hand shoved down into his briefs.

Why didn’t he let me do that for him?

There was no way in hell I’d let him rub one out alone after what just happened between us.

I stood next to him and touched his bare back, sticky with sweat.

“Don’t touch me!”

I snatched my hand back as my stomach flipped in a combination of instinctual fear and arousal. Logan could be scary as hell, and I knew full well his fists hurt, but I wasn’t backing away. I also needed to be respectful. He was teetering, and I didn’t want him to fall back into old habits, or worse.

“Logan, let me help you. I want to.”

“No!”

“Okay… I’m backing off. I’m so sorry.”

“Yes.” The word came out as a desperate, guttural, high-pitched whimper.

“Are you sure? I need you to be sure, Logan, because I don’t want to do something that’ll make you uncomfortable or angry afterward.”

“Please,” he whispered.

“You got it.”

Despite the heat, my skin prickled with goosebumps. Everything became sort of chaotic and hot. I’d never imagined myself here and now, but I wasn’t regretting it at all.

A breeze suddenly picked up, and the first signs of rain sprinkled on us, chilling our heated skin. The trees sang to us through their sways, but the birds had gone silent.

I pressed the front of my body against his back to give him a sense of control and privacy as my hand slid around his front and slipped into the band of his underwear. Logan took a shuddered breath when I fisted his thick cock that was so hot and heavy in my hand.

“Make me come… Please,” he said.

“I’ll do my best.”

Shit, here I’d been teaching Logan how to do a handy while I’d yet to give one to someone myself, but doing it from behind, I imagined it was my dick I was stroking to get it right. I rested my cheek on his back, his heart beating and thrumming through his entire body. I gathered some pre-cum, but it wasn't enough, so I pulled my hand away, spit on it, and smeared it across his length.

Unlike Logan, I didn’t explore him. We could do that later if he’d let me.

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