Hi!.. Here's the next (last) chapter of the story. :3

"Oh my God, I love this couch." Kendall said, laying his back on the new orange couch.

"Bye, honey! See you in a few hours!" Mrs. Knight called. A few months had passed, and it was close to Christmas.

"Kay, Mom!" He called.

Katie and Mrs. Knight rushed out of the Knight home, leaving Kendall all alone.

"Oh. Yes." He said. "I have this couch all to myself-" The doorbell rang.

"Who is on my porch?" He said. He got up and walked to the door.

"If they think for one second they sit on my couch-" He thought as he opened the door.

"-They can go right ahead." He finished the thought. Standing in the door was none other then Logan Mitchell.

"Hi." Kendall said.

"I was just in the neighborhood-"

"So you decided to come see me?" Kendall asked, his voice full of hope.

"Yep." He said, a little red around the ears.

"Well, we got a new couch. So come on!" He said. He led the shorter boy to said couch and sat down.

"It's comfy." Logan said.

"It is." Kendall said. "You know it's almost Christmas.."

"Speaking of, I got you an early gift." Logan said.

"Oh yeah, and what would that be?" Kendall asked.

All in about point-five seconds, Logan was straddling Kendall's hips.

"Me." He whispered seductively into his ear.

Kendall didn't ask the obvious questions, like "What's gotten into you," he let his body act. He wrapped one arm around his waist and his hand was tangled in the back of his hair. Their lips smashed together, and fuck did they like it. Maybe it was the new couch, maybe it was the way Logan was on Kendall's lap. Either way. It was hot.

"Bedroom." Kendall whispered.

"Now?"

"Lets."

Logan smirked. He hopped off Kendall and ran to the boy's room, but just before he got there he felt a hand on his shoulder.

He was whipped around and forcibly pressed against the wall.

"K-Kenduh-?"

"Ngh, Logan, do you know what you do to me?" He asked, pressing his chest against Logan's. He whispered it into his ear, his warm breath ghosting over his ear.

"A-are you m-mad?" Logan asked. He didn't really know. Put honestly, he was scared as hell.

Kendall smirked the sexiest smirk he'd ever seen. "Oh, no. I'm just turned on." He whispered, thrusting his crotch into Logan's.

"Ah!" Logan moaned.

"God, Logan, why do you do this?" Kendall asked rhetorically.

"Ngh, duh-do what?" Logan stuttered.

"You offer yourself up to me, but you're still so.." He thrust his crotch into Logan's, receiving the same squeal-ish moan again, "innocent." He whispered.

"Please, Kendall.."

"Please what? You have to tell me, Logie."

"S-stop teasing!" He hissed.

"Forceful, I like that." Kendall whispered, nipping at Logan's neck. He pulled away from the smaller boy and lead him to the bedroom, but just before he sat down on the bed, Kendall gripped his shoulder again.

"You're sure you want this?" Kendall asked. His voice held no disappointment. He wasn't about to push Logan into anything.

The blonde was ready for a "Yes," or maybe a "No," but what did he get? Neither. Logan grabbed him and pushed him onto the bed.

"Fuck, I want this more than you know." Logan hissed, shrugging off his coat.

"Yep, that's a boner." Kendall thought, feeling his pants tightening around his member.

Logan was currently working the buttons on his shirt, so Kendall took the opportunity to take of his. When Kendall's shirt was completely off, Logan all but tackled him. As soon as his back hit the bed, Logan smashed their lips together.

And oh, did Kendall like it. It was fast and.. and.. hot!

His fingers were tangled in brunette locks and Logan's in blonde ones. When they pulled away for breath, Kendall ripped off his belt, and one of his belt loops, and began to unbutton his pants. As soon as they were down his thighs, Logan swatted his hands away.

He licked his lips and curled his fingers around the elastic band of Kendall's boxers and yanked both the boxers and the pants down until they were off completely.

Before Kendall knew who was where, Logan wrapped his pale hand around the blonde's length and gave it an experimental squeeze.

Kendall moaned and Logan smirked.

"You act like you're dick's never been touched." Logan cooed into his ear.

"P-please, Logie." Kendall moaned as said "Logie" started stroking.

"Please what?"Logan asked.

"Please stop teasing." Kendall said.

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Logan stopped all together.

"What are-" Kendall started, but stopped when he saw Logan fumbling to get his pants off. When the accursed denim, boxers and all, were off he smiled up at Kendall.

The smaller boy crawled up to Kendall and gave him a quick kiss before whispering, "Come on, Kendall. I know you want to."

Kendall pounced. The smaller boy was pinned below him in less than point five seconds and gee, did Logan like it. He liked Kendall taking charge. He needed it.

"You sure you want this?" Kendall whispered.

"If I didn't want it, do you think I'd be laying here naked, legs wide-open, practically begging for it?"

"..Guess not." Kendall replied. He put two fingers to Logan's mouth. Without saying a word, the smaller boy took them in. After they were thoroughly coated with saliva, he withdrew them and trailed the slick digits down Logan's toned body.

When Kendall inserted one, Logan wiggled his hips. It was uncomfortable yes, but painful? No. The people who said it hurt must be li-

Kendall added another finger, and fuck now Logan knew what those people meant.

"You okay?" Kendall asked.

"Y-yeah, just stings a little." He whispered.

Kendall leaned forward and stole the paler boy's lips. This did help a bit. Then he started to scissor the fingers.

It got better after a while, the feeling, that is. Then Kendall brushed against his prostate.

Oh shit. Logan's hips snapped forward and he saw white.

"K-Kenduhllll. I'm ready." He whined.

Kendall nodded. He wiggled himself between Logan's legs, only to get back off the bed.

"What are you doing?" Logan asked when Kendall kneel down to pick up his pants and produce his wallet.

"Protection." Kendall said, smirking. He held up a small square package.

He gingerly ripped the plastic, slip it on- the condom that is, slipping on the packaging would just be weird- and wiggled back between his legs.

"You're sure you want-"

"Finish that sentence, and you'll wish you hadn't." Logan said.

Kendall nodded. He spread Logan's legs and eased into his entrance.

It actually didn't feel like he was being ripped in half like he thought it would. Behind the pain was a slight thread of pure euphoria. He liked it. A lot.

"Tell me when I can move." Kendall said.

"Move." Logan said almost instantly.

Kendall nodded and pulled his hips backs.

Okay, honestly? The starting rhythm was awkward. But soon, Kendall found one was that perfect. The room filled with labored breaths and skin slapping against skin.

Kendall, being the sneaking boy he is, snapped his hips forward and holy cheese Logan saw white.

"K-Kendall, do th-that again!" Logan whimpered.

Kendall smirked that fucking smirkand slammed into Logan again.

"Kendall, faster! Please!" Logan pleaded.

Kendall paid him no mind and kept up that slow, agonizing pace. He kept Logan whimpering, and just before he'd lost all hope; he'd slam into him, making him jolt upright. Rinse and repeat.

"K-K-Kendall I'm-"

Kendall silenced the boy by giving his member an experimental squeeze. Kendall quickened his pace and jerked Logan as quick as possible and-

"Kendall!" Logan yelled, spilling his seed into Kendall's hand and his stomach. Kendall wasn't far behind, spilling his into Logan.

Carefully, Kendall pulled out of Logan and crawled up his bed to lay beside him.

"That was awesome." Logan said.

Kendall wrapped his around Logan and smirked. "That it was."

Logan snuggled closer to Kendall and just sorta laid there. They didn't say a word. They just enjoyed each others company.

After a few minutes, Kendall finally spoke.

"We should get dressed."

Logan blushed. "Can I, uh, stay over?"

Kendall rubbed their noses together. "Sure."

Then it hit him.

"You can't walk, can you?"

"Yes!"

"Mhm, well, just for safe measures I'll carry you everywhere." Kendall said, picking Logan up and taking him to the bathroom.

After a quick shower, they got dressed and sat on the couch.

"Where's the remote?" Logan asked.

"I think you knocked it off when you went all sex-drived."

Logan blushed, and they both got off the couch. Sure enough, a few feet away was the remote. They both bent down and their hands brushed.

"Déjà vu." Logan said as he stood up.

"Only one difference." Kendall said.

"Really? What?"

"I couldn't do this." He said. He pulled Logan in for a kiss.

All Logan could think was "This is where it all begins."

Last chapter! Sucky Ending, sucky dialog, sucky EVERYTHING. I want to do another chaptered story, but everythings a bit jumbled.
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