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Call Me Sir

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“I’m going to go check on the coffee,” he said as he quickly jumped to his feet and headed for the kitchen. He needed to put some space between him and Logan before he made a complete idiot out of himself.

Joey grabbed two cups and set them on the counter. He reached for the sugar and creamer, setting them down next to the coffee cups. Spoon… he needed a spoon. Reaching into one of his drawers, he grabbed one and set it down next to the cups, sugar, and creamer. Did Logan take sugar and creamer in his coffee?

Maybe he should ask instead of assuming. He turned to go back into the living room and ran smack into Logan, who was leaning against the kitchen doorframe. Joey let out a surprised yelp.

“Sorry,” he stammered. “I didn’t see you there.”

He closed his eyes, half in embarrassment he’d run into Logan, half delighted he’d run into him. Joey could die a happy man pressed against all those hard, sculpted muscles.

He raised his gaze to Logan’s face. “Sorry, I was going to ask you—”

“Ask me what, Joey?” Logan asked after a moment when Joey didn’t continue with his statement.

Joey’s eyes nearly crossed at the low, rough sound of Logan’s voice. If he didn’t know better, he would think Logan was aroused. But that was ridiculous. Logan didn’t desire him… did he?

“Logan,” he whispered, his gaze dropping to Logan’s lips. This is a really, really bad idea. But even as he told himself he was making a mistake, Joey rose up on his toes and placed his lips against Logan’s. He ran his tongue over Logan’s lips, begging for entrance. His hands curled into Logan’s shirt as he pressed his body against him. He knew Logan could feel his erection, but he didn’t care. He couldn’t help it. Logan turned him on more than any man he had ever met.


“Yes?” Joey whispered against Logan’s lips. Yes, yes, yes, anything you want.

“Joey.” This time Logan’s agitated voice worked its way through the deep haze of lust surrounding Joey’s brain.

“Joey,” Logan repeated again.

Joey lifted his head and looked up into Logan’s eyes. What he saw there made him wish the floor would open up and swallow him whole. Logan’s eyes were half-closed, his dark brows drawn together. But it was the tight clench of his teeth, the tic in his cheek that said it all.

He didn’t want to kiss Joey.

Joey quickly dropped his gaze and released Logan’s shirt. He took an unsteady step back and tucked his hands together against his chest to hide their trembling.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. He couldn’t believe he had attacked Logan like that. He had no right. He wouldn’t be surprised if Logan didn’t want anything to do with him after this. The man had just come up for coffee, and Joey had practically attacked him.

No wonder no one wanted him.

Joey turned to face the counter, his back to Logan. He couldn’t face him. He couldn’t stand to see the contempt and disgust on Logan’s face. Doing so would take away the one thing he had left—his fantasies of being with Logan, no matter how impossible they may be. And Joey didn’t know how he would survive if he lost his fantasies.


“I made a mistake. Please, just go,” Joey begged, his eyes filling with tears at the softening of Logan’s voice. He could take anything from Logan except for his pity.


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Logan stared at Joey in shock. When Joey started kissing him, Logan had nearly gone out of his mind. Joey tasted so good. Logan wanted to go on kissing him until they both passed out. But if he gave in to that desire, Logan knew he wouldn’t be able to stop with just one kiss. He would want it all, every inch of Joey’s body. And there would be no going back from that point. The decision on whether to give Joey time to get to know him would be taken out of his hands. Joey would be his.

But seeing him turn away, knowing he thought he was being rejected—it was more than Logan could deal with.

He’s in agony, and it’s all my fault.

Logan stepped up behind Joey, pressing his body tightly against his smaller frame. He grabbed Joey by the hair at the back of his head and twisted his head around, plastering his lips over Joey’s. He wrapped his other hand around Joey’s waist to pull his body back against his chest.

He didn’t just kiss Joey. He devoured him. His tongue ran the length of Joey’s lips before pressing in, demanding entry, exploring every inch of his warm, sweet-tasting mouth. He felt Joey start to respond, slowly at first, and then it was as if a dam broke.

Joey opened up, throwing himself into the kiss with absolute abandon. Logan’s cock hardened against Joey’s hip as he ground against him. Heavenly. Joey moaned and whimpered as he pushed back against Logan.

Logan knew Joey couldn’t fail to feel his erection pressing against him. As he moved his hand down Joey’s waist to his groin, he wondered if he would find the same hard length in his jeans.

Damn! Joey was so hard his zipper was about to bust. Logan cupped him in his hand, squeezing, gently at first, then with more pressure. The harder he held him, the more unglued Joey seemed to become. He was so damn responsive.

“Logan, let me come,” Joey whispered against Logan’s lips as he thrust his cock against Logan’s hand.

Logan wasn’t even sure Joey realized he’d whispered the words out loud. He lifted his lips from Joey, growling into his ear. “How do you ask if you want something?” he demanded in a growly voice.

“Please,” Joey whispered.

“Please who?”

“Please, sir, please let me come,” Joey pleaded.

Logan flashed a feral grin as he unzipped Joey’s pants and pulled his cock out, wrapping his fingers around the thick shaft. His little man deserved a reward for asking so nicely.

“Good baby,” Logan said against the side of Joey’s neck. “Now come for me, Joey. Come for me now.”

As if on cue, Joey threw his head back as he thrust himself into Logan’s tight grasp. He cried out as he came, coating Logan’s hand with his release. Logan continued to stroke until Joey collapsed against him.