Who: Sebastian and Logan Where: Outside the Orion When: Around 9pm, Friday, December 22 Warning: NSFW Status: Complete
With finals over and done with, Sebastian was looking forward to a couple weeks of freedom. Even though the plans he'd thought he'd have had fallen through, he was quick to make new ones, hoping he could fill the empty space with enough fun that he didn't spend the holidays ruminating over what he'd lost. Nobody wanted to sit at home on a Friday night, so it was easy to pull together a group to grab a bite to eat and then head over to the Orion to see A Christmas Story. Sebastian had seen it every Christmas since he could remember, could recite certain scenes by heart, but still enjoyed it every time and laughing alongside friends really was the best medicine.
The group disbanded as they walked out of the theater, waving goodbye and wishing each other a Merry Christmas before heading out to their cars. Sebastian stopped to zip up his letter jacket and pull on his gloves, a light snow dusting his red hair as he shivered. He should've gotten all bundled up before stepping outside, but he'd been too caught up in conversation to realize that until the cold hit him.
Despite the fact that he was short on cash, Logan was still of the mind that he ought to find his mom something for Christmas. He was cutting it close with Christmas like three days away, but last minute pressure was never a problem for Logan. In fact, he enjoyed a challenge. Thinking of it that way made shopping a bit easier to tolerate. He already had a bottle of Maker's Mark he'd swiped from the liquor store to give to Jasper. Logan needed to retain that best friend title, right?
He was walking past the Orion when he spotted some familiar red hair. It didn't seem as red now, but Logan figured that was because he was mostly sober. Colors always seemed much more vivid to him when he was wasted. Looking up at the theater's marquee, Logan grinned. "A Christmas Story. That's the one with the gun, right?" he asked Bash, stepping up beside him. "The pink bunny suit?"
"Yep. And the leg lamp and the soap poisoning," Sebastian smiled back at Logan. It was weird to see him there, under completely different circumstances than the last time. He'd thought at the time that he'd never see him again, but the town was too small for that, and their circle more intertwined than he'd initially thought. "I know it'll be on tv all day Christmas day, but it's kinda fun to see it in the theater." He'd spent most of the movie goofing off and laughing with friends, but when everyone in the theater knew the movie by heart that didn't seem to be an issue. "You here to see--" He looked up at the marquee to see what was up next, then back at Logan. "Christmas Vacation?"
Logan shook his head. "Nah. no movies for me. Last minute gift stuff." He lifted the lone bag in his hand. "Kind of kept thinking Christmas was next week. My days are kind of off." He barely had the cash to see new movies so he didn't think it was worth it to spend money on movies that were on tv all the time. Logan supposed he could sneak in but he didn't have the motivation at the moment. "My list is pretty short though, so almost done. You heading home?"
That was cutting it pretty close, if you asked Sebastian, but he was such a planner that waiting till the last minute would have made him a bit crazy. He’d had his shopping done early just so he wouldn’t have to worry about it. “I was, but… it’s early,” Sebastian said with a little shrug. He didn’t necessarily want to go home, but he didn’t have anything to do either. Wandering around by himself seemed lame if he didn’t have a purpose for it. “You want some company?” He felt stupid the moment he asked, his impulsivity getting the better of him. Logan wasn’t a friend. He didn’t know him and they had nothing really to talk about. He’d be better heading on him and jumping on the xbox than asking a stranger if he wanted someone to wander around with.
Logan didn't mind the offer. He and Sebastian might not know much about each other, but Logan knew what his dick looked like, and that was good enough. "If you got company to give," he replied, grinning as he pulled his cigarettes out of his coat pocket to get one lit. "Can't promise you anything too exciting. Gotta find something for my mom. I got Jasper some whiskey but I may need to get him a responsible present too. Maybe a pair of gloves or some shit." Logan got his cigarette lit and offered it to Sebastian with a raised brow. The guy was an athlete and probably didn't smoke, but Logan had manners and all that.
Sebastian was glad Logan accepted his offer, if only because his already bruised ego didn't want to be turned away. "Not every night can be exciting," he said with a little laugh. If he found he was bored out of his mind, Sebastian was sure he could find a polite reason to jet. "Is he a gamer? The new Call of Duty game just came out. I got it for Greg," Sebastian said. He considered the offered cigarette for a moment, then shook his head. "No thanks. I only smoke when I'm drinking. Or stressed. I'm trying not to make it a habit." Especially since he'd gone through a pack in the last week, which was more than he'd ever had in his life. It was like he craved the fire in his lungs and the taste of smoke on his tongue. He couldn't even say why, though the stress of finals seemed like reason enough.
Logan shrugged and brought the cigarette back to his lips. "Jasper plays, yeah, but... shit, aren't those games like, sixty bucks?" He was pretty sure he had maybe a hundred bucks to his name until he got a job. Hopefully soon. Being broke was a bitch. Not that someone like Sebastian McCarthy knew what that felt like. "I haven't been home in a long time, so I couldn't even tell you what console he's got." Maybe he would buy Jasper weed. Although... Logan tended to buy his weed from Jasper back in the day, so that wouldn't work. Maybe he could find someone in town who sold some other shit. Stuff that would really fuck them up good. "I'll figure something out," he said, exhaling a stream of smoke up into the air. "My mom's easy enough. Just gotta find her something with a cock on it. She's got this rooster theme in the kitchen."
Sebastian thought about it for a second, then nodded. “Yeah, it’s about three days’ worth of yard work, but Greg puts up with my shit, so he’s worth it. Plus, I’m hoping to get it myself and I’ll want someone to play with.” He wasn’t sure his mom had even heard of Call of Duty, but she was pretty spot on when it came to gift cards. And if she didn’t pull through, his grandparents almost always sent money. The gift for Logan’s mother earned him a laugh in return and Sebastian grinned over at him. “I’m glad you clarified ‘cause for a minute there I thought you were looking for something dirty for you mom and that’s just not right,” he laughed. “Would make the kitchen more interesting though. I just got my mom bubble bath.” Which was lame, but he had no idea what she might want and he knew she liked the stuff at Reagan’s shop.
Yard work was probably something Logan could do in the spring when the snow was gone and shit started turning green again. Until then he needed to find something else, preferably indoors. He snickered softly and took another drag off his cigarette. "Yeah, she can find her own dirty shit. She hates it when I call the roosters in her kitchen cocks, even though that's kind of what they are, right? Technically. Or maybe I'm just fucking immature as fuck. That's probably more likely, yeah?" Logan shook his head as he exhaled. "Bubble bath is a good gift. I mean, what else can you get your mom? Jewelry is weird, appliances are kind of insulting. I mean, hey, it's great you got your mom anything. I bet most parents don't get shit on Christmas."
"I think that's technically right, but I feel a little weird talking about cocks of any kind around my mom, so I'd probably go with rooster," Sebastian smiled. It was maybe a little immature, but it also made him laugh, so that didn't seem like such a bad thing. "I can't afford jewelry or appliances anyways. I feel like her Christmas presents should really be my dad's responsibility, but at the same time I need to get her something? I know she got me something and it kinda breaks down Christmas if I start expecting things, but don't want to give 'em." That seemed like a shitty way to look at it, but he supposed that was him moving away from being a kid--who just expected to receive-- to an adult--who knew he needed to participate in the giving. "Parents are just hard to buy for. I'm always worried that I'm buying them junk."
"Christmas is a real pain in the ass," Logan said with a sigh. "I really fucking hate it. I mean, I like getting shit for people I like, but at the end of the day, I think it just causes unnecessary stress. But you know, if you're buyin' them junk, at least you're buyin' them something." He bought whatever he felt like buying, and he knew his mom appreciated it, at least. Logan hadn't gotten anything for his dad. Why bother. "Thank god for gift cards."
"You really hate Christmas?" Sebastian asked with a smile. "Like, the whole thing? Or just the stress of gift giving? Cause I get that. I like giving things to people, but I don't like the pressure. Like, the only person I still don't have something for is Jules. I don't have a fucking clue what to get her." He wanted to get her something, but he didn't want to step on any toes. He was just a friend, she had a boyfriend, and he wasn't interested, obviously, but nothing he could come up with felt platonic enough.
Logan considered the question for a moment before shrugging. "I'm not big on any of it, to be honest. It feels kind of fake. And I know that sounds cynical as hell, but...I don't know." He kept forgetting that Sebastian and Jules were friends. Or maybe he forgot that they dated, that's what Jasper said, right? "Jules is... shit, I don't know what she is, so I can't help you there," he admitted before putting the cigarette between his lips again. "She seems like the type who'd want bubble bath, or... fuckin' nail polish and shit." It still blew his mind that Jasper was dating her. In love and all that. "You guys are close then, huh?" Maybe they talked about this at Jules's party, but Logan had been pretty wasted and he couldn't remember much beyond jerking off Sebastian.
“It’s a little bah humbug, but it’s honest,” Sebastian shrugged. “It’s so commercialized and forced upon us that I can see how you might feel that way.” It wasn’t how he felt about Christmas, but he did wish it didn’t start the day after Halloween. If some of the magic was lacking this year, he knew why, but he was hoping to get through the holiday without too much self imposed drama. “I don’t know the first thing about nail polish,” he laughed. He was pretty sure Jules wore it, but what color even? Bubble bath would be easy, but it also felt lame. “I think so, yeah. More now than before. She was the only one who figured me out before I came out,” he said with a little smile. “And she’s been there for me in all the shit that followed, so… I feel like I should get her something. If that makes sense.”
Logan didn't generally pay attention to a girl's nail polish. He knew Jules had nice tits, because those were right there. "Nail polish is nail polish. I mean, don't get her emo black or anything. Jules seems like a pink kind of girl. I'm pretty shit at giving gifts. I'm kind of glad I've only got my mom and Jasper to worry about. I guess my sister, but I don't think she's coming home for Christmas or anything." Logan shrugged. He didn't really have a typical, functional family, but Jasper was oddly okay with it. He felt like it gave him more freedom, anyway. Finishing off his cigarette, Logan tossed it away into the snow before looking over at Sebastian. "Wanna go somewhere and fuck around?"
A smile tugged at Sebastian's lips and he almost laughed, not really having to think about it before he started nodding. He wasn't sure he could ever suggest it as casually as Logan had, but he sure as fuck could say yes. Logan was hot, he had a nice cock, and he made Sebastian feel wanted, even if it was just to get off. "Yeah. Sure," he grinned. "Where are you thinking?" He had his car and... that was it. A little part of him wished they could wander back into the movie theater and fool around in the back row, but that was more fantasy than reality. Besides, he didn't really want to pay to get off.
"My car's pretty roomy," he told Sebastian. "And warm." They could park somewhere and fool around. With the weather being the way it was he was sure the cops had more important things to worry about then two people hanging out in a warm car somewhere. As long as they were buck ass naked, who really cared? Logan couldn't imagine anyone wandering around this time of night for shits and giggles anyway. It was too cold and this was Point Pleasant. "I can drive you back to your car when we're done."
"Okay," Sebastian grinned, biting his lip. "Let's just try not to get caught." He knew this was a bad idea, that the cops wouldn't go easy on him this time around, but the rush of adrenaline that was already surging through his system made it impossible to say no. Hopefully Logan knew better places to park than he did. It wasn't like they were looking for a romantic view or anything, just privacy. "What do you drive?" he asked, keeping step beside him as they headed towards Logan's car.
"The fear of getting caught is what makes it fun," Logan pointed out. "'Course getting caught sucks, but I'm sure our men in blue have more important things to do than drive around looking for parked cars. Mine's the Tahoe." He motioned down the street where he had parked at a meter. He hadn't been lying. They had plenty of space in the SUV to move around at least. It wouldn't be as comfortable as a bed, but it worked. "You have to be home by a certain time?" Logan asked as he dug his keys out of his coat pocket to unlock the doors.
"I don't disagree," Sebastian said with a little laugh. He'd liked the thrill of fooling around in a semi-public place, but he didn't want to deal with the repercussions of actually getting caught. He couldn't handle is mom or his dad if a cop decided to ticket them with public indecency or some shit. "You weren't joking about the space," he smiled as he climbed in the passenger side. His little mustang was definitely cramped by comparison. "Not really. If it gets stupid late, I'll just tell 'em I was at Greg's. I can usually crash there without a lot of questions." He was pretty sure his parents knew he wasn't there all the time, but they'd never pushed the issue. “Can I ask you something?” He asked, turning in his seat a little to face Logan. “Do you do this often?”
Logan tossed the bags in his hand in his back seat and started up the car to get it warm. Someday he wanted one of those fancy ass cars where he could start the engine before even getting inside. Logan sat there for a moment as the car ran, debating whether or not he wanted another cigarette. Sebastian's question drew Logan's attention and he cocked a brow, his expression mildly curious. "Do what often?" He kind of already knew what Sebastian meant, but he supposed he just wanted to hear Sebastian ask it straight out.
Sebastian's stomach knotted up and he laughed quietly in embarrassment, looking away from Logan and out the front window as he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth. He probably should have kept his mouth shut, but now that he'd asked, he had to find a way to clarify that didn't sound insulting. He certainly didn't mean for it to be. And it wasn't like Logan was alone in this. Sebastian was there because he wanted to be. "Hook up," he said, glad it was dark, as he feared he might be blushing. He shrugged. "It's none of my business."
Logan's smile was quick. The question wasn't insulting or offensive. It was just a question and it wasn't like Logan had had to twist Sebastian's arm to get into the car with him. "I don't mind the question," he said as he shifted the car into gear and pulled away from the curb to find a more private place to park. He'd just take Sebastian back to his house but nothing killed the mood faster than making out with his mom there. "But I mean... I hook up if there's an opportunity to hook up and I wanna do it. I don't think there's anything wrong with it, and you must not think so either if you're here with me right now."
"That's true," Sebastian smiled. "I just... haven't had a lot of opportunities, I guess." He'd never judged his friends for it, but it was different to observe something from the outside than to actually experience it. And it was different hooking up sober, as opposed to drunk. Driving somewhere to go fool around even felt different with Logan than it had with Hunter. He might not have feelings for Logan, but there were still nerves and a desire to please that he could never seem to squash. It made him wish he'd taken Logan up on that offer for a smoke, but he knew things would get better once they got where they were going and he had something to focus on other than his own thoughts.
"Yeah, well... don't overthink it," Logan suggested. "You'd be amazed how much better life feels when you can do what feels good without worrying about what everyone else is doing, or thinking. That probably sounds selfish, but fuck... you're probably going to spend the rest of your life trying to make everyone else happy. If you've got the chance to do stuff for yourself, do it." Even if it was getting a blow job. Logan wasn't going to live to impress people, but he figured Sebastian McCarthy's parents probably had higher standards for him than Logan's did. He started toward the road leading out to Sweetbriar. Not that he planned on parking on the bridge. He wasn't sure that thing could handle the weight. But he knew not a lot of people drove that way in this weather.
“It’s not selfish. It’s self preservation. You drive yourself crazy trying to make other people happy. I’m just so fucking bad at it,” Sebastian said with a soft laugh. Logan made it sound so easy not to give a shit what people thought, and maybe it was for him, but it had never been that way for Sebastian. He realized this was why he was so wound up all the time, but it was such a hard habit to break. He wanted to please his parents. He wanted to live up to their standards, to earn their praise. It was just how he was wired and changing his way of thinking wasn’t an easy task. Coming out was the first truly selfish thing he’d done in a while, but he knew it wasn’t really selfish. It was more in line with self love and self acceptance, something he hadn’t realized he was lacking until he made the jump. “I don’t think it’s anyone’s business who I fuck around with though,” he added after a moment’s thought. “The only person I need to make happy then is the person I’m with.”
"Make people happy if making them happy makes you happy," Logan said, grinning again. "Sounds like bullshit, I know, but I mean, you've lived here your whole life, right? You know how this place is. Today you're miserable trying to please everyone and tomorrow you might be... well, who the fuck knows. Gone. Ask yourself if making everyone else happy at your own expense was worth it. For me, it wasn't. It's not. So..." He shrugged as they got closer to the street that would take them towards Sweetbriar. "But you're right. It's no one's business who you want to fool around with. I bet you any money they'd be pissed if you made their personal life your business."
"My family will always be my family though. Even if I leave. When I leave," Sebastian said, correcting himself. He didn't know where he was going to end up yet, but he knew for certain he was leaving for college next fall. Then he'd be out of the house and who he was dating might not matter so much. It was only coming home that would prove challenging. Point Pleasant would always be his home, just like it was for Logan. He knew how this place was, yet he'd still come back. There was something in his response that triggered curiosity on Sebastian's part, a comment that Logan brushed aside almost as soon as he started down that path. Sebastian knew he should probably let it go, but after sitting on it for a second he decided to ask anyways. "Who were you trying to make happy? Before you stopped?"
"That's true," Logan muttered. "You can't choose family." Sebastian probably didn't mean it the way Logan heard it, but it didn't matter. The road they turned down now was darker than the main streets, as they didn't have any street lamps. The road was clear enough but Logan still slowed a bit. The last thing he needed was to run the Tahoe off the road and get stuck. Sebastian's question drew a new smile from Logan. "Basically my parents. But I realized that you know, that's impossible. I think I only made them really happy when they finally had a real excuse to ship me out of here. Now I'm back to make them miserable again. Tis the season."
Sebastian laughed softly, able to relate, even if their circumstances were completely different. Why was it that they worked so hard to make their parents happy? Why was that so unattainable? It felt like, no matter what the circumstances were, the bar was always set too high. But there was something comforting about knowing it wasn’t just him. Even Logan dealt with it. “So why’d you come back? I mean, people are usually dying to get out. As satisfying as it’s gotta be to make ‘em miserable, that can’t be your sole reason to return.” Or it could be, but it was hard for Sebastian to imagine being that vindictive, especially since it had to be hard on Logan as well. He usually found that, if his parents were miserable, he was too.
It might have been a question that required a deeper answer, and maybe there was one, but Logan didn't know what it was, and even if he did, he didn't really want to talk about it. "I missed Jasper," Logan said with a shrug as he turned down the street to the bridge. The trees made everything darker and he flipped on his high beams to see better. "And I was broke," he added, flashing Sebastian a quick smile. "I don't know. Just felt right to come home. And I don't plan on staying with my mom forever. Once I get some steady work Jasper and I are gonna get a place together. It kind of feels like everyone who leaves will be back eventually. You can't stop it."
Sebastian smiled at Logan’s reasoning and gave a little nod. He could see himself feeling the same way about Greg. It would be weird going off to college without him. He vaguely recalled Logan telling him some of that before, though most of their conversation from the night of the party felt lost in a haze. The only thing that really stood out was getting off with him, something Sebastian was looking forward to revisiting tonight. “Any idea where you wanna work?” he asked. All he could think of was retail and Logan didn’t seem the type to be in sales, though he really didn’t know. Maybe he could be especially charming if he wanted to be. “Are we going to the bridge?” he asked, raising a brow. He hadn’t really been paying attention, but it suddenly felt like the only possible option considering the street they were on.
"No idea. Wherever will hire me," Logan admitted. He would be shit at retail, but he figured he was good looking enough to be a waiter or something stupid like that. Taking home cash every night would be nice. "We're not going to the bridge, we're going near the bridge." Logan pulled the Tahoe to the side of the road, careful not to get too close to the snow. They so didn't need to get stuck out here. He left the car running for the heat and turned off the high beams. Unbuckling his seat belt, Logan turned toward Sebastian and reached out to slip his hand around the nape of the guy's neck, encouraging him to lean over so Logan could kiss him. He didn't mind the small talk, but now they were they could actually make out, that's what Logan wanted to do.
It just felt natural to Sebastian to make small talk while they were driving, but once the car was stopped he would rather kiss than talk. He didn't have to wait long before Logan's hand was circling the back of his neck, pulling him in, and gods how he loved that. It was such a little thing, but there was such strength in the gesture, as well as desire. Sebastian didn't hesitate to close the gap between them and kiss Logan, the taste of smoke still lingering on his lips. His hand blindly felt for the seat belt, unbuckling so he could get closer, then rested his hand on Logan's thigh as he leaned in further. He doubted they would stay in the front seat for very long, not when they had so much more room in the back.
Logan knew they would end up moving, but he was happy enough just sitting there and enjoying what they were doing for the moment. Sebastian smelled and tasted pretty great and Logan parted his lips to deepen the kiss. Already his jeans were feeling a bit restrictive, but it didn't really take much to get his libido going. Now that they had plenty of privacy, Logan grinned slightly against Sebastian's mouth. "Wanna get in the back?" Because they had some room back there and Logan didn't want to get too ramped up in the front seat. Moving around with a hard on was a major pain in the ass.
If Logan hadn't gone ahead and suggested it, Sebastian would have, since it wouldn't take long before Sebastian was too aroused to move comfortably. "Yeah," he smiled against Logan's lips, then pulled away so he could climb from the front seat to the back. It probably would've been easier to get out of the car, but he was limber enough to make it work and it was too damn cold out there to fathom opening the door if he didn't have to. He had a weird sense of deja-vu as he settled in, the last time that he did this causing him to look out the window, just in case. It was so dark they'd have a warning if someone decided to interrupt them, the headlights giving them a chance to scramble for any clothes that might come off.
Logan wasn't worried about getting caught, but he also didn't have any parents who would be pissed about it if he did. He was sure Sebastian's mom and dad were uptight assholes. Logan made sure the doors were locked in case of anything overly creepy venturing out from the woods, and then followed Sebastian to the back seat. Once he was in the back he began to shrug out of his coat. They didn't have to get totally naked but Logan knew they would probably get sweaty. As he did so he leaned in to kiss Sebastian again, not wanting to not touch for too long.
Sebastian shrugged out of his letter jacket as Logan kissed him, letting it fall to the floor. They might not have a bed this time, but Logan’s back seat was spacious and they had a lot more time. Comparatively, at least. Sebastian was past wanting room to sprawl out or wanting a whole night’s worth of time to fuck around and snuggle; all he really needed was to get off without having to rush through it. Logan’s body was firm against his, his mouth hot, and Sebastian wasted no time in pulling Logan against him once he was free of his coat. His hands slipped under Logan’s shirt, sliding over his skin, feeling the lean muscles there. He didn’t need to see more to know how hot he was. He could tell that much just from touching him, though a visual would be nice.
Logan was all about touching and with Sebastian's jacket out of the way he was able to properly get his hands on the other guy. As much as Logan's goal was always to get off, he did enjoy kissing people, girls and guys. There was just something about it that got him hot, more so than just groping one another. Slipping his hand under Sebastian's shirt Logan brushed his hand against his abdomen, groaning a bit into Sebastian's mouth at the feel of bare skin and the muscles beneath it. Logan generally thought athletes were assholes, but they had some of the best bodies. Logan's jeans were definitely too tight now, but he resisted unzipping right away. The pressure was nice in a slightly tortuous way, and he didn't mind drawing his out a bit just to get them both a little mindless.
Sebastian had always liked kissing, even when he'd been dating girls. It added a level of intimacy, made him feel closer to Logan, even though he knew that was just an illusion. He might have craved affection, but he'd accept attention, and the lines got blurred when Logan's lips were on his. Sebastian moaned softly as Logan's hand brushed over his abs, then pulled him closer, slipping one leg between Logan's to press against his crotch. His jeans were already starting to feel too tight, his shirt a bit too warm, but he didn't want to break away yet and was kind of enjoying getting so wound up. He didn't know when he'd get the chance to do this again, so he wanted to savor it, to make it as good for them both as was physically possible.
Logan knew some people allowed intimacy to confuse how they felt about someone. To Logan, sex was sex, and yeah, sometimes it felt more intimate than usual, but he never let himself dive too deep into any of that. He didn't want it. Intimacy led to confusion and arguing and relationship shit, and Logan had done pretty good at avoiding all of that but for a few hiccups here and there. This is what he wanted. No strings fooling around. Mutual pleasure with the knowledge that they would both go to their own homes tonight and be fine with it. Logan flicked his tongue against Sebastian's, pressing his hips against the other guy as best he could in their position. His cock was throbbing now, craving attention. Logan drew his mouth away from Sebastian's and pressed his lips against the guy's jaw and down to his neck where he bit the skin gently. His hand began to work at Sebastian's jeans, tugging open the button to get the zipper down.
No matter how good a connection they might have physically, Sebastian knew better than to let himself get wrapped up in Logan emotionally. If it ever got to the point where he wanted something more, a date to go with a handjob, then it would be time to stop. He couldn't invest in someone that didn't want him back and wasn't even sure he should even if Logan suddenly took an interest in him. Because it was Logan. He wasn't the kind of guy he could introduce to his family, nor was he the sort his friends would just accept into the fold. But fucking around with him was fine, especially if he kept the list of people that knew about it relatively short. He could enjoy what they did together without worrying about complications. When Logan's mouth dropped to his neck, Sebastian moaned a curse and pressed his hips back against Logan's. Teeth on his skin was something he was really starting to enjoy, adding a little edge that surprised him. His jeans were definitely uncomfortable now, but he could feel Logan working on them, so he slid his hands around to the front of Logan's jeans to do the same. He wanted to feel Logan's cock in his hand, wanted to tease him a little since they had the time, and then hoped to get a taste of him. He couldn't imagine Logan would say no to that.
Logan rarely let in any kind of thought when making out with someone. Especially someone he didn't know. And frankly, he didn't even have the brainpower to think when someone was touching his cock. He managed to get Sebastian's jeans open, his car already feeling a bit overheated. He supposed he could have turned the heater down given their body heat was doing enough to keep them warm, but he wasn't about to pull away from Sebastian now. Slipping his hand into the v of Sebastian's jeans, Logan freed his cock, groaning when he felt how hard the other guy was. Logan loved making out with men and women alike and this was why. They both felt so different. As much as he loved sinking his fingers into a girl's pussy, he loved jerking off a hot guy too. Logan didn't do much at first, but curled his fingers around Sebastian's cock and slowly slid his palm up and down the length. It never hurt to get them both riled up a bit before getting off.
Once Logan's hand was on his cock, it was hard for Sebastian to do anything besides feel and react. He moaned softly and lifted his hips, attempting to press further into Logan's hold, a silent plea for more. He tugged at Logan's jeans, mildly frustrated that he didn't have the focus to get them open smoothly, but eventually slid his hand inside to wrap around Logan's dick. There was something so satisfying about being able to get another guy hard, to hold the evidence of his arousal in his hand and feel how each slow stroke wound him up further. It was a little bit of an addition, having that affect over anyone, even if it was short lived. Sebastian pressed a breathy kiss to Logan's lips as he rubbed his thumb over the crown of Logan's cock, smearing the bit of precum there. "Can I suck you off?" he whispered, glad for the darkness that hid his blush. Even when there was no need to rush, he had a hard time keeping things slow.
What guy in his right mind would say no to that? Logan grinned and nodded. "Yeah," he said, still reluctant to let go of Sebastian's cock. He didn't think he would last super long anyway, so why not get the most out of it? Logan kissed him again, a deeper, lingering kiss, before he pulled back to shift around a bit on the seat. He didn't know the best way to do this in the car, or rather the best way to make Sebastian comfortable. Girls were small and bendy, so it was usually easier for them. But they would figure it out. Logan at least got his jeans down to his thighs to makes things a bit less restricted. Even if making out in a car had its appeal, it could still be a major pain in the ass when you wanted room to move.
Sebastian would’ve liked Logan to keep his hand on his cock as well, but he didn’t really think that was possible in the confines of the car. Maneuvering was difficult enough with both of them being so tall, but Sebastian was determined to make it happen. With Logan turned slightly in his seat, Sebastian could kind of kneel in the space between, and he took hold of his hips, pulling him closer. He probably looked a little silly like that, like he didn’t quite fit, his dick poking out the top of his boxer briefs, but he didn’t think Logan would care. With a glance up towards Logan, he licked his lips and stroked him a couple more times before leaning down and licking up the shaft. It was just a tease, the kind of thing that he knew felt good but would never get him off, but he’d get there soon enough.
Logan didn't really care about the same, confined space. At least not right in that moment. He wanted Sebastian to get into any position he needed to in order to make this happen. His hand slid into Sebastian's hair, resting behind his head. He didn't push or guide or anything, Logan just wanted to touch too. The first touch of the guy's tongue against his cock had Logan releasing a low groan in appreciation. It was a tease, but it was a good one. He couldn't help but wonder if Sebastian had done this a lot with his ex-boyfriend. Honestly, Logan didn't really care how experienced or inexperienced Sebastian was. He knew how to kiss, and he knew how to jerk off, so this would no doubt feel just as good.
Sebastian liked to think he was good at this, but he didn't really know for sure. His experience was limited to only one person, and that person had only ever been with him, so neither of them had any basis for comparison. However, he'd done it enough that he'd learned how to read a person's body, to listen and feel for the cues that they were enjoying themselves, and while Logan had his own nuances, some things were the same for everyone. A smile tugged at Sebastian's lips as Logan groaned, and he licked the head of his cock to taste him before he took him into his mouth and began to suck. The hand in his hair was nice, not too pushy, though he wouldn't have minded a bit more pressure so long as it wasn't forceful. He was there because he wanted to be, not just to please Logan, but because something about having a guy's dick in his mouth turned him on.
"Jesus," Logan murmured, his head falling back against the seat behind him. That felt fucking delicious. It had been a while since Logan had gotten head. Not that he had forgotten how incredible it felt. His fingers moved restlessly through Sebastian's hair and he did his best not to lift his hips up, not wanting to risk choking the guy. There was a time and place for that, and only if the other person was into it. As heavy as his eyelids felt, Logan kept them open, looking down again to watch what Sebastian was doing. It was damned sexy and Sebastian had the best lips for sucking cock. "Feels good," he breathed, since verbal encouragement was always nice, wasn't it?
It was nice and Sebastian definitely appreciated it, a little smile curling on his lips as he pushed himself farther down onto Logan's cock and swallowed around him. It had become a challenge for himself, to see how far he could go without gagging himself, something he really didn't want to do. Still, he knew firsthand how good it felt and the only way he was going to get better was practice. As he found his rhythm, the hand at the base of Logan's dick moved down to cup his balls, rolling them gently. It was something he liked, but if Logan gave any sign of discomfort he'd stop. As exciting as it was to be with someone new, there was so much they didn't know about each other, but it seemed a better idea just to try it than to stop and ask.
There was absolutely zero discomfort. If anything, Logan was afraid he might come too fast with what Sebastian was doing. It felt fucking incredible and he groaned again, shifting restlessly beneath Sebastian as his fingers tightened in the guy's red hair. "Fuck, you're good at that," he breathed, forcing his eyes open again to watch what was happening. At least some of the guys he fooled around with knew to pay attention to his balls too. They were so often neglected, and it was a damn shame. There was no tentativeness coming from Sebastian. The guy knew what to do and how to do it and Logan loved it. Maybe he'd gotten plenty of practice with his last boyfriend.
Sebastian would have preened at the compliment if he’d been able to, but instead he just glanced up at Logan with a hint of mischief and pride. Though they’d talked a lot about it, he and Hunter had never gone beyond this, so he’d gotten a lot of practice giving head and he liked to think it paid off. He was comfortable on his knees, pleasing Logan, and the self-consciousness he tended to have before and after melted away once he had a dick in his mouth. He didn’t have to think about what came next because they both knew where this was going. Even without the praise, Logan was responsive enough that Sebastian would’ve known he was doing something right— sex was pretty much the only time that hair pulling was a good thing—so he kept up with what he was doing, moving a little bit faster, taking Logan a little bit deeper, and watching for the signs that he’d pushed Logan to completion.
Logan was trying to last as long as he possibly could. It just felt so good, and the confined space and risk of getting caught was all serving to push him closer and closer to the edge. Sure, the risk of getting caught was super minuscule given where they were parked, but it could happen, especially if one of the cops in this town got bored enough to drive out this way. Logan couldn't help the soft groans that started escaping his lips now and he shifted restlessly beneath Sebastian, careful still not to choke the guy and ruin all of this. His balls felt tight against his body and his fingers moved through Sebastian's hair over and over again as he tried to stave off his orgasm. Sebastian's mouth was hot and wet and fucking delicious. Cursing loudly in the car, Logan squeezed his eyes shut, his head falling back against the seat. "I'm gonna come." He felt like it was a 'nice guy' thing to do to warn Sebastian in case he wanted to pull away.
Sebastian had the feeling that Logan was close even before he said it. All the signs were there, so he’d been braced for it, just in case he didn’t get a warning. He decided he liked Logan all worked up, the way he almost obsessively played with his hair in an effort to maintain control. It made him wonder what losing it would look like, if he’d pull his hair or buck his hips, though the later wouldn’t really be appreciated. He didn’t think he could handle that and choking was a bit of a turn off, if you asked him. The warning was appreciated and Sebastian pulled back a little to suck at the tip, making a split second decision not to pull off completely. He’d gone into this wanting to taste Logan and he wasn’t going to give that up. Besides, there was less mess this way and he couldn’t imagine a world in which Logan would complain about being licked and sucked to completion.
Logan did half expect Sebastian to pull off and just jerk him the rest of the way. But the guy surprised him by more or less staying where he was and it still felt amazing. Groaning, Logan watched what Sebastian was doing until he couldn't take it anymore. The look and feel of his mouth on Logan's cock was just too much and he instinctively gripped Sebastian's hair a bit harder as he groaned and jerked his hips up as he finally let go. He felt like he had done a decent job staying in control for the most part. Logan knew he often gave into an animalistic desire to just take as much pleasure any way he could, regardless of who was with him, but he felt like he ought to restrain himself some with Sebastian. It was a small ass town and he was friends with Jules who was with Jasper and it probably wasn't a great idea to do anything to cause problems there. "Fuck," Logan breathed, his fingers loosening in Sebastian's hair, though he didn't fully let go yet. Those delicious little shocks were still shivering through his body. "Damn, dude."
Sebastian watched Logan as he came, sucking and swallowing until Logan’s hold on him loosened slightly. He pulled back enough to let Logan’s dick fall from his mouth, then licked his swollen lips as his hand dropped between his legs to stroke his cock. He didn’t expect Logan to return the favor, but if he didn’t get around to touching him soon then he might just jerk himself off. It would be so much better if it was Logan’s hand, but watching him come, feeling his body tense and tremble, left Sebastian so wound up that he was desperate for some attention. “Good?” He laughed quietly at Logan’s response. Yes, he was fishing for compliments, but he thought he probably deserved them.
"Definitely good," Logan said with a lazy smirk. He wished he was home so he could stretch out in his bed and sleep. His whole body just felt... relaxed. Satisfied. But he also didn't want to leave Sebastian to fend for himself. That wouldn't be nice at all. "C'mere," he murmured, tugging at Sebastian's shoulder to get him comfortable on the seat. "My turn." Logan didn't think Sebastian would protest, because what guy in their right mind would say no to a blow job? And honestly, Logan liked giving them, depending on the guy.
At Logan’s urging, Sebastian climbed back into the seat and pushed his jeans and boxer briefs farther down his thighs. He’d move just about anywhere Logan wanted him, so long as he got around to touching him, but the seat was definitely better than the floor of the car. Logan’s reply sparked hope that he might actually get blown in return and his cock twitched in response, leaking a little at the tip. He wouldn’t have asked for it, not from someone he wasn’t seeing, but he wouldn’t pass it up if he had the chance. He pulled Logan in for a kiss, slow and deep and full of desire, only releasing him when he couldn’t stand to wait a minute more.
Logan saw nothing wrong with asking for anything. The worst thing that could happen is someone could say no. Obviously, there might be times when asking for a blow job was probably inappropriate or whatever, but when two people were half naked and making out, why not? Logan kissed him back firmly, moaning a little into Sebastian's mouth before he scooted back to get semi-comfortable. If it had been summer, he would have just taken Sebastian outside and pressed him up against the car to do this. God, he hated winter. Logan curled his fingers around Sebastian's cock, stroking him for a moment or two before he leaned over to take the head into his mouth, sucking gently and licking the pre-cum from the tip.
The car had felt warm before, but when Logan took Sebastian’s cock into his mouth it suddenly felt sweltering. It wasn’t a bad thing, in fact he loved how deliciously hot Logan’s mouth was around him, but it did cause him to sweat slightly and wish that they could ditch their clothes completely. The more Logan licked and sucked on him, the less he began to care, the pressure of his tongue circling the tip of his cock causing him to moan quietly. He’d never been good at keeping quiet and it was nice to be somewhere where he didn’t have to worry about who might hear them. He could just sit back and enjoy himself, and he slid one hand into Logan’s hair as thoughts of anything other than Logan’s mouth began to slip from his mind.
Logan didn't mind anyone who made noise during sex. In fact, he kind of preferred loud lovers, just because it made him feel like he was doing a pretty damn good job. That and it was just sexy as hell, man or woman. With Sebastian's hand in his hair now, Logan took it as encouragement and he took Sebastian's cock deeper into his mouth, sucking hard, but slow, just to tease a bit. Sebastian tasted amazing against his tongue and while it was hotter in the car now than before, Logan didn't mind it. He was feeling lazy and satisfied from his own orgasm, though still low key horny sucking off a hot guy. He finally relaxed his throat to take Sebastian in deeper, moaning around the length of his cock. He didn't want to rush it but he was already eager to really taste everything.
The harder Logan sucked, the louder Sebastian got, his toes curling as his hips pressed down into the seat in an effort not to lift then up. He was feeling desperate now, the hand in Logan’s hair petting in an effort to remain calm all while his other held onto the armrest with a death grip. “Holy shit,” he gasped as Logan took him deeper, his body trembling as he found himself far closer to orgasm than he would have liked. He’d gotten himself so wound up while blowing Logan, hadn’t expected what waiting might do to him. It was too fast, too soon, and he told himself to hold on and enjoy it a little longer. Coming now would be embarrassing, but fuck if he wasn’t close to blowing it.
Logan could feel the muscles in Sebastian's thighs quivering and he would have grinned if his mouth wasn't otherwise occupied. He knew how it felt to be wound up and desperately wanting to hold off to make things last. He supposed he could have done the guy a favor and pulled back to let those sensations cool off, but where was the fun in that? Honestly, Logan liked driving people crazy and making them lose control, so he groaned and took Sebastian deeper after relaxing his throat. His hand moved to cup Sebastian's balls. He held them firmly, not wanting to do too much there since that wasn't always a guy's favorite thing. But Logan had always enjoyed the extra sensation, so maybe Sebastian would too.
Sebastian wouldn’t have thought to do it to Logan if he didn’t enjoy it himself and he groaned as Logan took his balls into his hand, his hips rising just slightly. “Fuck yeah,” he muttered before biting down hard on his bottom lip. Logan playing with his balls he might’ve been able to handle on its own, but not when he was also taking him deeper and swallowing around him. “Jesus, Logan,” he gasped as he watched his dick disappear into Logan’s mouth, the visual finally pushing him over the edge. “Gonna come.” He would have liked to have given him a little more warning, it was certainly more polite, but his control had slipped so that he was lucky to have gotten the words out at all. Two breaths later and he was coming, eyes shut tight, hand tightening in Logan’s hair as his back arched off the seat and he slipped into oblivion.
That was exactly what he wanted and Logan moaned deep as he felt Sebastian's thighs tensing beneath him. Was there anything sexier than being the cause of someone else's orgasm? His own dick had gotten semi-hard again, but Logan ignored it to focus on Bash, loving the warm, salty taste in the back of his throat. He swallowed every last drop and then used his tongue to swirl it around the tip of Bash's cock, cleaning him up. Christ, that was hot. Not really caring about whether or not Sebastian enjoyed tasting himself, Logan lifted up from Bash's lap and slipped his hand into the other guy's hair, using it to tug him close so Logan could kiss him deeply.
Sebastian was still basking in that warm, post-orgasm bliss when Logan pulled him in for a kiss and he hummed happily as he tasted himself on Logan’s tongue. It might be weird, but it felt like tasting a shared secret, delicious because it was dirty. He kissed Logan till he was breathless, then only pulled back enough to breathe, his eyes slow to open. As loathe as he was to admit it, he wanted this to last a little longer, but now that they’d both come he knew it was time to redress and move on. He kissed Logan just once more, not sure when or if he’d get to again. He hoped they might, but it felt random, like he needed to wait till the opportunity presented itself and he didn’t know how soon that might be.
Random was probably the best way to describe Logan's life. Planning anything made him feel antsy, which was probably why he sucked at keeping a job. Well, he sucked at a lot of things, but thankfully sucking cock was enjoyable. He grinned against Sebastian's mouth and then flopped back against the seat for a moment, needing to catch his breath and talk his body into moving again. They still had to drive back into town. "Next time we gotta try for a bed so I can just sleep," Logan said, smirking softly at Sebastian before he zipped himself up and stretched. "You okay?"
A bed would definitely be nice. Sebastian missed having the ability to stretch out and be lazy after sex, but this was better than nothing. At least this time they weren’t rushing in case someone interrupted them, though he supposed if they were caught here it would be worse than if someone had walked in on them at the party. “Yeah. Fabulous,” Sebastian smiled lazily back at Logan. “Just slow to get moving. A bed would be so much better,” he laughed softly, then lifted his hips to pull his pants back up and zip himself up. “You let me know if you find one.”
Logan snorted softly. "I'm sure there are beds all over the damn place. It's just finding an empty one." He thought they were pretty lucky making out like this and not getting caught, but he had always been pretty adept at finding the best places to park in this town without getting interrupted by the cops, or some nosy asshole. Even so, it was getting late now and he didn't need a bored cop driving by this way and finding them, even if their dicks were now put away. He grunted softly as he got moving, shifting himself up between the two front seats to slide back into the driver's side. "I'll take you back to your car. You parked at the theater, right?"
Sebastian smiled as he rolled his eyes. Sure, there were beds, empty ones even, but that didn’t mean they were usable. His own was useless for what they wanted to get up to, unless he wanted to risk dealing with his parents, and Logan wasn’t worth that level of drama. He’d thought Hunter would’ve been, but… that no longer mattered. With his clothes all back in order, Sebastian followed Logan to the front seat, his height always making it an awkward transition. It was still better than stepping outside. “Yeah, thanks,” he answered, buckling in. “I figured you weren’t going to make me walk.”
Logan grinned. "Nah, not tonight." God, now he wanted to transport himself directly to his own bed and sleep for the next ten hours. But teleportation was not a thing, so he had to drive them back into town safely before he got to relax. With both of them buckled in - safety first! - he turned on the radio and turned the car around to head back toward the Orion. "Thanks for hanging with me tonight. I had fun."
“Yeah, me too,” Sebastian grinned over at Logan. “Kind of derailed your shopping trip.” Not that he thought Logan would complain, especially since he still had a few more days to get the presents he needed. “We should do it again sometime.” As soon as he said it, Sebastian wondered if maybe he shouldn’t have, if that made things weird. Except he really would have enjoyed hanging out with Logan again. He was hot and gave good head. He just wasn’t sure how these things worked, how people hooked up when the rules of dating didn’t apply.
"I've got time to finish shopping," Logan said, dismissing Sebastian's apology. "And if I can't find shit, there's always gift cards." He didn't have a ton of people to buy for anyway, and he would much rather get a blow job than go shopping. Glancing at Sebastian as he turned onto the street to take them back toward the main part of town, Logan grinned. "We can do that anytime you want. You want my number?" Unlike Bash, he was very educated on how to hook up when there was no official dating involved. And Bash seemed cool and not-clingy, which Logan appreciated.
Sebastian laughed quietly and nodded. “Yeah, sure,” he said and pulled out his phone to create a contact for Logan. It wasn’t something he’d been looking for, but he’d be an idiot to pass up the opportunity. It was probably going to be a good, long while before he met anyone worth dating again and fucking around with Logan was so much better than jerking off alone, even in the backseat of his car. As soon as Logan provided his number, he saved the contact, then shot Logan a text, just so he’d have his as well. “Now you’ve got mine too,” he smiled. “For whenever.”
Logan was someone never willing to ignore an opportunity for fun. And given how small this damn town was, fun was sometimes really hard to find. His brand of fun, anyway. So he was on board with casual hook ups, especially if Sebastian was. "For whenever," Logan agreed, feeling his phone buzz in his coat pocket against his side. Whenever was something he could definitely get behind.