Promises
Stefan wasn’t sure how much time had passed since he started kissing Jae. Having the Asian teen in his lap, grinding their clothed erections together made the blonde teen woozy. With the limited experience he had, nothing he’d done had come close to how good this felt. And as confident and intimidating as Jae’s demeanor was, he was gentle with Stefan, guiding him through the steps and teaching him where to put his hands. He was the best teacher Stefan could’ve asked for.
When their latest kiss came to its natural conclusion, Jae pulled away and looked down at the blonde. Both of them were tenting very obviously, with a wet spot forming in Jae’s basketball shorts. “You wanna whip it out?” Jae asked Stefan, making the blonde teen blush fiercely.
“We couldn’t do that here!” Stefan replied in a panicked whisper.
“Why not?” Jae asked.
“They saved us. It’d be rude if we… you know, did that.”
“You’re adorable,” Jae said, chuckling. “I guarantee you both of them have fucked on this jet before.”
“That’s not the point. We’re guests.”
“We’re one of them now. You heard them.”
“N-Not yet. Plus, it’d be kinda hard for me to take it out. It was hard getting this suit on in the first place,” Stefan said, squirming a bit in the seat to get more comfortable as his cock throbbed in the tight leather supersuit.
“I’m just teasing. Don’t worry,” Jae reassured Stefan. He finally pulled off of Stefan’s lap and sat back down in the chair across from the Canadian. “Would you ever pull it out in public?” Jae asked.
“Uh…”
“Logan feels you up and tells you he needs you now. You strip down for him?”
“I– I don’t know,” Stefan answered meekly as his cock throbbed in his supersuit, making Jae laugh.
“Got my answer.”
“I mean, it sounds hot, but I don’t know. That’s kinda way out there. Sounds like one of those things that looks hot in porn, but probably sucks in real life, like shower sex.”
“Shower sex is alright. Shower foreplay is where it’s at,” Jae told him, making Stefan turn red again. “We should try showering together when we settle in. Could be fun.”
“Um, okay,” Stefan replied awkwardly. Jae laughed again.
“You’re too cute. You can say no, you know.”
“I– I know. Showering with you sounds like fun, but you know, it just might not be what you expect. Maybe more showering than fun.”
“I’m cool with that. Not everything has to be sexual. Sometimes, it’s good enough to just hang out intimately with a friend,” Jae said as he groped himself through his shorts, smirking at Stefan.
“I’ll keep that in mind,” Stefan told the tattooed teen. He watched Jae touch himself and looked away at first, not wanting to get consumed by this horny energy Jae gave off. But, he found himself glancing over in his peripherals. And then, after a few moments, he started rubbing his cock through the supersuit, already understanding Jae’s point.
Logan sat in the co-pilot seat, occasionally reaching down to give his cock a grope, keeping it semi-erect. He hadn’t had a sexual appetite like this in what felt like forever. He was starting to feel more like himself and he loved it. And while he knew he had responsibilities and duties, it didn’t hurt to let the carnal side of him come out and play. Plus, it was starting to have an effect on Scott. It had only been a day and the stickler was starting to crack. If he kept it up, he might break him sooner than he thought.
“We’re getting closer to our next destination. I’ll be taking point on this one. Hopefully, it’ll end with no blood,” Scott told Logan, who scoffed at the jab.
“You leaving me here with the kids?”
“I’m taking Stefan with me,” Scott said, which made Logan smirk.
“You really don’t trust me alone with him, huh, Slim.”
“No.”
“And you think Jae’d be any different?”
“He seems to be less of a puppy around you than Stefan.”
“He ain’t, but kid smells like a bigger horn dog than me,” Logan said, smirking.
“I’m leaving him here so you can get some one-on-one time with him. We’re not just here to help these kids learn how to control their powers. You’ll have an easier time connecting with him. He’s an assassin. That’s your world, not mine. ”
“You sure about that?” Logan asked.
“You know what I mean,” Scott said. Logan scoffed at the label, but he couldn’t fight the truth.
The console beeped as they entered American airspace. Scott lowered the jet into the suburban Miami neighbourhood, landing atop a high school in the area. “This shouldn’t take long,” Scott said as he stood up and grabbed his navy blue windbreaker. He slipped it on and headed down the walkway.
When he approached the cabin, he immediately looked away, doing his best to avoid the sight of his future students touching themselves so openly. “God damn it, Logan,” Scott muttered under his breath. Somehow, this was his fault. He cleared his throat, alerting the teens to his presence.
Stefan immediately covered himself up with his hands while Jae just laughed. He was polite enough to cover up his tent with his windbreaker. “Scott, we’re– I’m really sorry. We were just–”
“Let’s not mention it,” Scott interjected as Logan walked up beside him, smirking at what he saw and what he smelled. “We’re at our next stop. Stefan, you’re coming with me. Just… try to make yourself decent before you come down,” he said as he descended the staircase.
“Trust me, I don’t think that’s an issue anymore,” Stefan quipped as he stood up, very flaccid from being walked in on. He looked at Logan and his eyes wandered lower for a moment, seeing that prominent bulge. He gulped and blushed before stepping onto the roof of the school.
Logan laughed to himself as he watched Stefan and Scott depart. He gave his cock a few tugs through his jeans as thoughts of fucking the blonde ran wild in his head. Once they were out of his sightline, he turned his attention to Jae. He raised his arm and rested it against the ledge of the doorway. He’d left his jacket back in the cockpit, leaving his hairy, muscular arms on display in his white tanktop.
“Feeling real comfy to be having fun on the Quinjet already,” Logan told him.
“I was doing you a favour,” Jae teased back. Logan raised an eyebrow. “That kid has such a crush on you.”
“I know.”
“He’s worried he might not be enough for you. So, I figured I’d help raise his confidence a little.”
“How generous of you,” Logan said, smirking at the Asian teen. Jae laughed and shrugged his shoulders in response.
“Is Scott gonna let you fuck him?”
“Scott can’t keep me from doing nothing.”
“So, you’re gonna fuck him.”
“That’s the plan.”
“That ready to pounce, huh?”
“Somethin’ like that,” Logan said as he eyed Jae up and down. “Why? You want some right now?” Logan asked as he gave his cock a good tug through his jeans. Jae smiled and moved his windbreaker, rubbing his cock in response, showing Logan that he wasn’t adverse to the idea.
“Maybe once you pop his cherry,” Jae said, pointing to the empty chair where Stefan sat. “I’d feel kinda bad if I hooked up with you before he did. You make him really flustered. Wouldn’t be surprised if he gets his first wet dream tonight dreaming of you,” he teased. “You got a plan for him?”
“Just gonna take it slow. Let him get used to his new normal before my cock becomes a permanent fixture in his throat.”
“How equally kind and crude,” Jae joked. “And what about Scott?”
“I already told you, he ain’t gonna be a factor.”
“Nah, not that. I mean, what’s his deal? He single?”
“That’s kinda complicated. In his heart, he’s never single. In reality, he very much is.”
“Cryptic.”
“You don’t know the half of it,” Logan said with an exasperated sigh. “You interested?”
“I could be. Need something to do while you’re taking your time stretching his insides around your dick,” Jae told him with a lopsided smirk.
“Go for it, but good luck. If you manage to pull it off, I might just reward you,” Logan teased as he unzipped his jeans. Jae raised an eyebrow and took it up another notch. He slipped his shorts down just past his thighs to free his cock. He was uncut and drooling a fair amount of pre-cum, most of his shaft glistening already. He was just above five and a half inches and had a decent girth to him.
Jae pumped his cock slowly and eyed the older man, waiting to see his response. Logan immediately pushed his hand into his fly and fished out his hefty cock. It was long, uncut and very, very girthy. It was just over ten inches and fat enough where Logan couldn’t fully wrap his fingers around it. His pre-cum was thick and his foreskin was loose, making it really easy to keep that deep red head of his cock exposed. He drooled pre-cum onto the floor of the cabin and did nothing to stop himself.
“Fuck. Now, I’m wishing I never said any of that shit about waiting for Stefan.”
“Ain’t that a shame. Your word’s your bond, kid. Better not break it,” Logan warned as the two jerked off together, feeding off of each other’s horny energy.
Stefan followed Scott across the roof, scurrying behind him to not fall behind. They made their way down the staircase to the street. He remained silent as he thought of what to say to Scott. It was extremely embarrassing being caught like that by the people who saved his life. He’d never live this moment down. “Scott, I just wanted to say, I’m really sorry about–”
“Stefan, it’s fine,” Scott replied, clearly trying to end the conversation.
“I just, I’m not a pervert or anything. I just kinda got caught up in the moment and I–”
“Stefan,” Scott stopped and turned to the blonde. “It’s okay. These things happen. You’re at that age where those urges aren’t under the best control. Just try not to let it happen again.”
“O-okay.” Stefan said as they continued walking. Now that that issue was somewhat put at rest, he felt the warmth of the city wash over him. It was supposed to be winter here, but it was hotter than it got on an average Vancouver day. Thankfully, there was a breeze that rolled by him and swayed the leaves of the palm trees lining the streets. “I know this is gonna sound dumb, but it’s kinda unreal to see palm trees in real life.”
“Hm?”
“I don’t know. I’m just now kinda realizing I’ve never seen a palm tree in anything other than movies and cartoons. It’s just kinda cool.”
“Family didn’t travel a lot?”
“We had family on the east coast and in Seattle that we’d visit once in a while, but never went anywhere else,” Stefan told him. “Our class went to Chicago for our grade eight grade trip. That was fun. The deep dish pizza was really good.” Scott laughed at his response, which was the first time Stefan had seem him do anything other than scowl or be stonefaced. “What about you? What were your family vacations like?”
“Uh, we went to Alaska once. Didn’t go on anymore after that,” Scott said, the sadness clear in his voice.
“Shit. Did I cross a line?” Stefan asked.
“My family’s history is a bit complicated.”
“Oh,” Stefan simply replied.
“I’m sure you’ll learn about it soon enough. They always tend to pop up when I least want them to,” Scott told him. By the lack of excitement in his voice, Stefan could tell that it was a subject he shouldn’t press anymore.
The sound of reggaeton blasted through the air as they neared the cul-de-sac of their target. The houses were all bungalows with vibrant paint colours and bricks much redder than he was used to seeing. Soon after, the aroma of delicious food followed, making Stefan’s stomach rumble. He had no idea what he smelled, but it smelled so good. It all came from the house at the end of the street, where there were numerous cars lined up along the curb and in the driveway.
“Do we come back? They’re having a party. We shouldn’t crash it, right?” Stefan asked as they stood at the end of the driveway. Scott answered by walking over to the backyard gate and opening it. Stefan jogged over to him and stepped inside with Scott.
The backyard was filled with people of all ages. The kids were running all around the backyard. A few of the men were crowded around the grill while the women sat under the shade of the awnings, fanning themselves. A couple of the older kids were playing keep ups with a soccer ball in the corner of the yard. There was a picnic table at the back where people played dominoes. There were tables and tables of food. Stefan’s mouth watered from how good it felt.
Scott knocked on the gate, alerting the partygoers to his presence. Stefan gulped as all these strangers suddenly focused on the two of them, feeling more out of place than he usually did. “Good evening. Sorry for interrupting your festivities. We’re looking for Mateo Fernandez?”
“Why?” One of the women asked.
“We were hoping to have a conversation with him and his parents about–”
“Holy shit! Cyclops?!” One of the boys playing keep up shouted. He had on a Lowry jersey on and matching red basketball shorts.
“Language!” A Black woman with a pink floral sundress shouted as she exited the house holding a platter of fruits. She had long, braided hair and a fierce look in her eyes. Stefan was intimidated by her, despite having at least a foot on her.
“Sorry!” He shouted and in an instant, the boy was in front of him and Scott, a delayed gust of wind following him as he stopped. Now that he was closer, Stefan could see his curly black hair and lankier build. He was shorter than him, but seemed taller than Jae, despite seeming younger. “Ma, he’s an X-Man! X-Man? Is that how you say one of you? It’s so weird not saying X-Men.”
“You can just call me Scott,” he said, chuckling at the kid’s excitement. “And this is Stefan.”
“Hi,” Stefan said as he meekly waved to everyone. The music lowered as the woman approached them. They both extended their hands to the woman, who shook them very firmly.
“Marianne. What do you want with my son?” She asked.
“Well, we were–” Scott paused as the Latino man grilling walked towards them, standing behind the woman. He was a large man in height and size. He reminded Stefan of those weightlifters that had less defined muscles and more fat, but still looked incredibly menacing. “I’m presuming your his parents?”
“Yes,” the man replied in a deep, bassy voice.
“Well, Mateo has recently popped up on our radar–”
“See, it worked, Ma!” Mateo exclaimed. “I’ve been tagging you guys on social media every time I posted a clip and hashtagging you guys like crazy and it worked!”
“We did. The head of our academy wants to extend an invitation to him to enroll at our school in New York,” Scott informed them, smiling at the kid’s enthusiasm.
“Congratulations, Teo. I told you. If you put your mind to it–” Mateo’s dad was cut off by his son hugging him tightly. He then reached out to pull his mom into the hug. The others in the backyard cheered. It was a bit of a foreign sight for Stefan to see all these people be so vocal in their support for Mateo. It was tough not to be reeled in by the love everyone had here for Mateo. Stefan ended up clapping for him as well.
“When do I get to start?” Mateo asked.
“You can come with us now–”
“Absolutely not. You must be out of your mind,” Mateo’s mom said. “You expect me to say goodbye to my son tonight?”
“Yeah, that’s a no go, bros.” Mateo told Scott and Stefan. “Ma’s never gonna say yes to that.”
“We don’t even know where this school is or when we can visit.” Marianne said.
“Baby, we can–” Marianne slapped her husband’s shoulder.
“Sammy, we are not sending him off tonight. He hasn’t even blown out the candles on his cake!”
“Happy birthday,” Stefan chimed in.
“He doesn’t have to come with us today,” Scott said. “We can come up with another arrangement.”
“Don’t leave yet! Are you in a rush? Can you stay for dinner and cake?” Mateo asked.
“We shouldn’t keep our teammates waiting,” Scott said, just as Stefan’s stomach rumbled again.
“Can we grab a bite? I haven’t eaten all day and no one’s trying to kill us here,” Stefan asked Scott.
“What?!” Marianne shouted as she glared at Scott, waiting for an explanation from him.
“Yeah, you guys are gonna need to stay for dinner,” Mateo told them as he walked into the house.
Logan continued stroking his fat cock as he leaned against the doorway, watching Jae work his own member. It was nice to have someone else as liberal as him when it came to expressing their urges and that was equally laissez-faire about it. Scott was right. He and Jae did have a lot in common, which is why he knew how important sexual release was to the Asian teen.
His pre-cum drooled down his cock and hands, making a mess of his jeans and the floor beneath him. But he didn’t let it deter him from stroking his cock, keeping a slow, gentle pace. This wasn’t some act to try and get Jae to bend over. It was just two contemporaries having a bit of fun and it wouldn’t be enjoyable if it ended so soon.
“You fuck any of your students before?” Jae asked.
“No,” Logan replied.
“Oh, so we’re the lucky ones,” Jae teased. “Why the switch up?”
“Figured it was time for a change.”
“Stefan’s ass is pretty fat.”
“That too,” Logan said, chuckling. “You gonna lose the shorts or what?”
“Something tells me it isn’t wise to get on Scott’s bad side this early on,” Jae said just as Logan’s phone vibrated. He pulled it out of his pocket and checked the message, smiling at what he read.
“We ain’t gonna have to worry about that for a while,” Logan told him. “The new kid’s got them staying over for dinner. We got an hour.” Upon hearing that, Jae shed his clothes, sighing as he was completely naked.
“Nice ink,” Logan complimented. The Asian teen’s body was almost completely covered in tattoos, his face and feet the only parts untouched that Logan could see. He could tell Jae was fit, but his clothes were deceptive, hiding just how in shape the assassin was. There was almost no body fat on the kid, each of his muscles finely carved and defined. It was impossible not to admire someone who had that much discipline.
“Thanks. Your turn,” Jae said. Logan smirked and pulled his tanktop over his head, revealing his broad, hairy, burly chest that was riddled with scars. His jeans came off next, freeing his large, full nuts and strong legs. Centuries of fighting had formed Logan’s body into a feral display of masculinity, one that Jae was more interested in than he initially thought. The feeling was mutual as Logan eyed Jae up and down, drinking in his body.
The tension between them was palpable and by just looking into each other’s eyes, they knew what they wanted to do next, but they couldn’t. Logan promised Scott that he’d take it slow with Stefan and not hurt him and Jae knew of Stefan’s crush on Logan. If they did end up doing anything together, it was sure to hurt the blonde teen, which wasn’t the best way to start off their new team.
So, the two of them kept the hunger to just their eyes as they jerked off. Logan made his way to the seat across from Jae and man spread, letting his heavy nuts rest on the seat as he pumped his cock. Jae followed suit, leaning back into his seat and spreading his legs as one hand reached down to fondle his nuts.
Wanting to show off a bit, Jae summoned a clone, who appeared naked in front of the teen. The clone got on his knees and wrapped his lips around Jae’s cock, making the teen shudder and groan. He gripped his clone’s hair and guided him up and down his cock, rolling his hips slowly into his clone’s mouth.
“Neat party trick,” Logan told him, smirking at him. “How’s that work?”
“I just kinda focus with my mind and–”
“Nah, not how you make ‘em appear. He licking your dick or you licking your own dick?” Logan asked, making Jae laugh.
“Licking my own dick. I can feel what he feels.”
“Fuck. Make a couple more and sex must be–”
“Fucking wild,” Jae said. To prove his point, Jae summoned two more clones of himself. One of them took a seat next to Jae while the other got on his knees next to his first clone and immediately took the seated clone’s cock down to the root, making Jae arch his back and curl his toes.
“You and Jamie would have a fucking field day,” Logan muttered to himself. He watched as Jae fuck his own throat twice over, the Asian teen a moaning mess. When he was able to settle into the pleasure, Jae looked across at Logan.
“Enjoying the show?”
“Hell yeah,” Logan said, slapping his fat cock against his stomach, letting Jae hear just how heavy and hard he’d made him. There was pre-cum all over his abs and even on his pecs, his dick spurting pre-cum a bit when the pleasure was especially intense.
“You close?” Jae asked. Logan couldn’t help but laugh.
“I’m just getting started.”
“Fuck.”
“We got a whole hour.”
“I’m already close to shooting,” Jae revealed.
“Then slow down.”
“I can just get hard again.”
“I’m telling you, kid. Slow down. Enjoy this one. Ride it out,” Logan advised. Jae nodded and dismissed the clones next to him, keeping the one sucking his cock.
Over the next hour, Jae felt a pleasure unlike anything before. He had never edged for very long, so by the five-minute mark, he was already ready to cum. At ten minutes, his dick wouldn’t stop throbbing and leaking pre-cum down his clone’s throat. At twenty minutes, he had to dismiss his clone and stick to his hand. By thirty, he could barely touch his cock without feeling like he was gonna cum. He had to take longer breaks between stroking his cock.
And the entire time, Logan never stopped pumping his dick. Sometimes, he’d get a two-handed grip going and fuck his hands. Other times, he’d randomly pick up the pace and stroke his manhood ferociously, causing his thick cock to fling pre-cum everywhere. By the thirty minute mark, everything within his immediate vicinity was a mess. He had pre-cum all over his chest, his arms, his face and his legs. The seat under him was soaked and there was even a small puddle of pre between his legs.
At forty minutes, Jae was blissed out of his mind. His cock and nuts felt so full, ready to burst at any contact. He could barely pump it a few times without feeling like he was going to cum. He had never seen his dick so wet before. It was a glorious sight. He had resigned himself to working other areas of his body, fondling his nuts, caressing his thighs, pinching his nipples and sucking all the pre-cum off of his fingers.
Thankfully, he finally heard those words of mercy. “I’m getting close,” Logan announced. “You gonna be able to summon those clones after you blow?” He asked.
“Yeah.”
“Good. Get ‘em out now. Let’s make a fucking mess,” Logan commanded, a horny snarl on his face. Jae nodded and summoned his clones, creating three more that all stood close to Jae.
“Fuck!” Jae groaned. It was hard enough keeping himself from the edge with just one of him. Now, he could feel the intensity of his ready-to-burst cock four times over, each of the clones sending those same pleasure-filled signals to his brain. He watched as Logan really laid into his hands, the burly man switching to a double-fisted grip. He ruthlessly fucked his hands, grunting and growling like the primal creature he was. He was spurting pre-cum all over himself and if Jae hadn’t witnessed Logan over the last hour, he would’ve thought Logan already came with how much of a mess he made.
“I’m gonna cum. Show me what you got,” Logan growled. He let out a loud grunt as he came hard, his first few ropes missing him completely and splattering all over the wall above him. It took a few shots for it to finally lower intensity enough to hit his face as rope after rope splashed across his visage and chest, as well as whatever part of the seat wasn’t covered by his body.
Jae maybe got a few pumps in with all of his clones before he was immediately set off. He moaned as he and his clones came all over themselves and each other. If Logan wanted a mess, he definitely got it as Jae came harder than he ever had before, releasing the hour’s worth of build up.
After their climaxes came to an end, both parties sank into their chairs, panting heavily as they recovered from their intense orgasms. Jae’s clones disappeared, giving him time to look across at the damage Logan did. It was a sight to behold. Jae had four versions of himself and even with all of them, he didn’t cum as much as Logan. He watched as a lazy smile crept across the older male’s face.
“Fuck. I needed that,” Logan said between breaths.
“I can’t wait to get fucked by you,” Jae said rather bluntly. He smirked as he saw Logan’s cock throb from the comment.
“Gonna need to last longer than an hour,” Logan replied, making Jae chuckle. The older male got up and walked back to the cockpit. When he returned, he had a couple of rags in his hand. He tossed one at Jae, who started to wipe himself down. The kid had his respect and admiration. He thought his clone situation was like Jamie’s, but Jamie’s clones had their own thoughts and emotions. Jae felt everything his clones felt. They shared a brain. He felt the pleasure the others felt.
It meant he felt their pain too.
Logan flashed back to their fight in Korea and how many of Jae’s clones died gruesome deaths. A dagger through the brain, a beheading. Logan could only imagine how many deaths Jae had experienced. He might be the only person he knew who could rival him in that category. At least he had centuries to grow accustomed to it. Jae wasn’t even out of high school yet and he’d probably experienced more pain than most mutants he knew.
“I got some more cleaning supplies up front. Think I could offload them on your clones? Make ‘em clean up before the others get here?”
“Thought you weren’t scared of Scott.”
“I’m not. But I doubt the new kid and Stefan are gonna wanna sit in our jizz.”
“The new kid, probably not. Wouldn’t be so sure about Stefan,” Jae teased. Logan’s cock stiffened a bit at the thought. He grabbed the cleaning supplies and handed it off to Jae. He then slipped on his clothes and took a seat in the pilot’s chair, with Jae soon joining him in the cockpit fully clothed as well.
Stefan ascended the staircase, a large shopping back in one hand, and was greeted by three of Jae’s clones wiping down the floors and chairs. “We’re back,” Stefan announced as he collapsed on the chair, his supersuit tighter than ever because of how full he was.
“I warned you, Tia Elena’s barbacoa is deadly. It’s like Lays. You can’t have just one. You gotta have– Whoa…” Mateo’s jaw dropped as he stepped on board the Quinjet, a duffelbag in his hand. His feet stopped moving as he took everything in. “This is so fucking cool.”
“Language,” Scott said as he entered the jet, recalling the stairs. Upon hearing the noise, both Logan and Jae made their way back to the cabin, standing in the doorway. Scott sniffed the air and looked over at Logan.
“Sorry,” Mateo apologized. He turned his head and his eyes widened as he spotted Logan. “You’re Wolverine! Hi, I’m Slipstream,” Mateo said, closing the distance between them in nanoseconds and extending his hand.
“Logan is fine,” Logan said, shaking Mateo’s hand firmly.
“Slipstream?” Jae asked.
“Yeah. My X-Man name. You’re Jae, right? Stefan told me all about you. What’s your alias?”
“I don’t have one,” Jae replied.
“Neither do I,” Stefan chimed in.
“That’s perfect! We can come up with them together,” Mateo said with a grin on his face.
Scott left the teens alone and walked back to the cockpit, Logan following right behind. He noticed that whatever he was smelling back there in the cabin wasn’t as prominent in the cockpit. He leaned against the console and looked at Logan. “Smells like you had a good time,” Logan told Scott.
“The food was very good,” Scott said. “Mateo’s mom packed us a bunch of leftovers, so you can have at them when you’re ready.”
“He’s a bundle of energy,” Logan noted as he looked down the hallway.
“That’s underselling it. He shows great promise. We’ll have to get him back once we finish up though.”
“We gotta go back to Miami today?”
“He was excited to join us, but his mom wanted more time with him. He heard we were going to London next, so he begged his mom to come with us. We agreed that we’d let him finish the mission with us, get some time with his teammates, and when we’re done, we’ll drop him back. Then, we’ll grab him in a week,” Scott explained. Logan nodded. “Should I ask what you and Jae got up to? Because something tells me that I don’t want–”
“We jerked off together,” Logan told him. Scott cursed under his breath.
“Logan, I–”
“Calm down. We didn’t even make contact. The kid was just horny from whatever he did with Stefan. I saw that and just gave him permission to finish the job. He asked me to join in, so I did. Didn’t even touch each other’s dicks,” Logan told him. It wasn’t the most accurate recollection of how it went down, but Scott didn’t need to know that.
“It’s a dangerous game you’re playing,” Scott warned as he ignited the engines. He plugged in the co-ordinates for their next stop and sat down in the pilot’s chair, letting out a long sigh. Logan just grabbed at his crotch through his jeans, showing Scott just how much he cared about his warning.