Logan's cock lept again at that.
Fucking traitor
"Dick," he grunted, turning to press his palms flat against the cold tile.
"That's the idea," Oz said. "Now spread your legs."
Logan obeyed, feeling his roommate move in behind him, the other man's thick cock slotting in easily between Logan's cheeks.
"Oz…" Logan started, not even sure what he was going to say. He swallowed it — nearly swallowed histongue —sucking in a in a sharp breath as something cold and slippery hit the top of his ass.
"Oz?"Logan yelped, shivering as it slid down his crack.
"Shhhh," Oz soothed, his warm fingers spreading the liquid between Logan's thighs. His knees buckled worryingly as Oz's slick hand rubbed hard against Logan's taint, before coming up to slide over his thigh, reaching around to fondle Logan's balls. "Just trust me. This is going to be so good."
"Feels good," Logan mumbled despite himself as he relaxed into the sensations, his eyelids fluttering closed.
"Yeah? You like it when I touch you like this?" Oz asked, his voice husky and rough as his slick hand gave Logan's cock a few gentle pumps, before returning to slide a hard knuckle up and down the valley of his ass.
"No," Logan lied, shifting his feet wider.
He flinched at the open-handed slap to his ass, wet and loud in the tiny tiled room.
"Tell me the truth, Logan," Oz warned.
Skin stinging, Logan swallowed heavily, his heart thumping loudly in his ears.
"I…"
"Do you like it when I touch you?" Oz asked again, thumb and forefinger finding Logan's nipple and — and doing some damned distracting things. "Hmm?"
"Yes," Logan admitted through gritted teeth, trying to figure out which sensation to concentrate on.
Another stinging spank, harder this time.
"Yes, what?"
Logan's cock was straining, pressing against the tiled wall, hard and ready. His cheeks burned; with embarrassment, with the third slap Oz laid upon Logan's skin.
"Yes, I — I like it—Oh!" he breathed, Oz's fourth slap lighting up his spine, the force zipping right to Logan's cock to jolt it awake.
"Fuck yes," Oz hissed, his cock slotting into the cleft of Logan's tingling ass, his hands strong and steady as he grasped Logan's hips. "Put your palms flat on the wall and brace yourself for me."
Logan shivered, biting back a moan as the head of Oz's cock brushed over the rim of his hole with each thrust, his own cock twitching as his roommate's hand slipped around him.
"Oh fuck," Logan groaned as Oz's slick fist began to move, sliding up and down his length in time with each snap of his hips.
"You like that, baby?"
"Not your baby," Logan grunted, rolling his eyes at the latest in the string of nicknames Oz insisted on trying out.
"Got it, sweet stuff," Oz replied, which was even worse.
"Screw you."
"That's right, sugar tits," Oz panted, his hand moving faster as he thrust harder; the entire length of his cock plowing the furrow of Logan's ass, dragging against Logan's hole with each pass. "I know you love it. Like having a man's hands wrapped around your dick. How it feels to have a thick, hot cock filling your tight little ass?"
"Shut up," Logan hissed. There wasn't much reason for any of the guys to come all the way up here to the rear of the house. But the old walls were thin, and the doors all had a finger-width gap at the bottom.
