Re: Jasper & Logan
“What?” Jasper exclaimed again before he started to really crack up. “Ohmygod, dude.” He leaned against the nearest support beam and just laughed for a while. It wouldn’t have been nearly as funny if he hadn’t been wasted himself, but he was, so it was hilarious. Sebastian so didn’t seem like Logan’s type, but Jasper guessed that being drunk at a party meant that didn’t really matter. It was how he and Jules had gotten together, after all. Once Jasper had recovered a bit, he swiped at his eyes. “You n’ me are like ... sexy-connected then,” he said, the words a little slurry. “‘Cause him and Jules used to date. Back when he was tryin’ to be straight. Thought he had a boyfriend though ...” Not that Jasper really cared, and he didn’t think Logan did either.
"Sexy connected!" Logan lifted his beer in a salute. "I don't know if he's got a boyfriend or not, 'cause he didn't seem very hesitant." Logan didn't really think he had a type, but he sure as shit knew he probably wasn't Sebastian's type. That's what had made it so fun. He suddenly remembered Sebastian had mentioned he and Jules had been together before. Not that any of that mattered. Monogamy was for suckers, if you asked Logan. He wouldn't say so, since Jasper was giving it a try and everything. But goddamn, there was nothing like finding someone attractive and just letting things happen without any strings or worries. "But hey, now me an' Jules got something in common. We can compare notes on Sebastian's cock."
From what little Jasper knew of Sebastian, not hesitating at all to hook up with a guy at a party probably meant he was single again. He wondered vaguely if Jules knew, since they were friends now and all ... and how she might react to Bash hooking up with Logan. It was still funny, though he couldn’t help but wrinkle his nose at the last part. “Gross,” he snickered, lifting his cup again. He was hardly tasting the whisky anymore, which was probably a good thing. “You’ve got me in common already,” he pointed out a second later, like he’d just remembered. “You seen my cock too.” Granted, it hadn’t been in a fit of passion, but it wasn’t like they hadn’t been naked together here and there throughout the years of friendship.
Logan squinted off into the distance, as if trying to remember that bit of information. Then a smile spread across his face. "Oh yeah! Yeah, I guess that's true, but I never jerked you off. I guess me and Jules can compare notes and see who's got the better cock out of you and McCarthy. She'll be honest with me, I bet." He was just giving Jasper shit now, but it was fun and funny and he was feeling good enough now that he wished it was summer so he could jump off the cliff and into the ocean below or some shit. He'd probably die, but at least Jules's friends would have a story to tell for the foreseeable future. "You know, if you let me see Jules naked, then it like... comes full circle." He demonstrated with his hands, gesturing in a wide circle in front of him. "So like, me and Jules can talk about your cock, and then you and me can talk about her tits, and you an' her can talk about my cock. We'd never run out of things to talk about."
No, it was true that Logan had never jerked him off, though Jasper didn’t feel any revulsion at the thought, especially not at the moment. He hadn’t noticed before, but Logan did look a little makeout-rumpled and full-lipped. It suited him. He wondered if this meant Sebastian McCarthy would be turning up at their future apartment to get laid ... the kinds of things he might hear through the walls ... why was that hot? Why were they even talking about cocks again? “Oh she’ll be honest,” he slurred, pointing at Logan with his cup. “An’ say mine’s the best. ‘Cause nobody fucks her like I do, ‘specially not fuckin’ ... McCarthy.” Jasper gave a derisive snort and tipped the rest of his drink back. He flicked his finished cigarette over the railing. “She’d kill me if I showed you her tits though,” he added as an afterthought, grinning a bit. “But they’re nice, man.”