Disclaimer: This is complete and total FICTION. That means it never happened and is completely untrue. In fact, this is so far from the truth that it isn't even in the same country as the truth. I don't own anybody: Big Time Rush, the characters, and all referenced scenes belong to Nickelodeon, and I make no money off of this. I am not in any way implying said characters' sexual identities.

The boys had decided to do the UStream tonight; little did they know that Dustin had already started it. Carlos began talking about production; Logan was almost falling asleep when he heard Kendall utter those words.

"Fucking Sarah and her smart-ass fucking mouth." Logan snuck a quick glance at the blond (and secret boyfriend); he'd never heard Kendall talk like that before (sure, he'd heard a "fuck" every now and then when Kendall stubbed his toe or messed up a dance move), but it turned him on.

Logan managed to (try and) pay attention during the chat; as soon as it was over, the four of them trudged back to their hotel rooms, tired. Logan sent Kendall a text. Come to my room?

On my way! :) As soon as Kendall knocked on the door, Logan was pulling him in.

"Whoa, Logan, slow down. What's going on?" Kendall asked when Logan pushed him again the door and locked their lips in a heated kiss.

"You and your fucking smart-ass fucking mouth is what's going on." Logan said. "Do you know how hard it was for me to concentrate once you said that?"

"Oh." Kendall said, bringing them back into a kiss.

"I swear to god, Kendall, if you don't fuck me right now…" Logan trailed off as Kendall put a finger to Logan's lips to shush him.

"No, Logan, fuck me like the fucking whore I fucking am." Kendall grinned as Logan tackled him back onto the bed and hurriedly got them ready.

"God, Kendall." Logan said.

"C'mon, Logie, fuck me? Please?" Logan lined up and pressed in; it didn't last long, all the aggression of the day already had them on edge.

As Logan pulled out and cleaned them up, he said, "Hey, Kendall, watch your mouth, ok? I can't be held responsible for my actions."

"Oh, ok. I think it's amazing that I have a boyfriend who will fuck me whenever he wants to because he's a fucking rockstar and can do whatever the fuck he wants." Kendall smiled. "Ready for round two?" he asked, pointing to Logan's growing erection.

"Fuck you Kendall." Logan teased.

"What? I can't help that it that I'm a fucking whore." Kendall grinned, green eyes sparkling. "Who really likes getting fucked by my boyfriend."

After they'd gone another round, they started to finally feel the exhaustion set in. "Stay?" Logan asked.

"Ok." Kendall said; his phone chirped with a message. "Actually, better not. Sounds like Satan, er, Sarah wants a meeting with us tomorrow. We'd better arrive separately."

"Yeah. Night."

"Night." Kendall walked out.

Fucking Kendall and his smart-ass fucking mouth are going get me in trouble. Logan thought, but maybe that wasn't a bad thing.