"No, don't you dare give me that look," Logan glared down at Donald's puppy eyes and sweet pout. "Whatever you think that's going to achieve, well, you're deadly wrong about it."
But Donald just kept giving him that look, squishing his cheek against the porch railing and batting his long lashes up at him like an abandoned kitten on the sidewalk. Logan internally cursed whoever came up with giving Pierce such a beautiful face that could turn heart-meltingly adorable within a second. He had to remind himself that Donald was a master-manipulator and that he should not be getting away with what he did with just a sweet little look.
"You can act like a stray cat all you want, I won't be letting you back in this house. You can fuck right off now, shoo." Logan kept his arms crossed and just motioned with his head for Donald to scram but that only had the opposite effect.
Pierce got on his hands and knees to crawl up the few steps and rub his cheek now at Logan's leg, looking up at him with those long lashes and big blue eyes and he dared to purr and give a cute little meow as he rested his temple against Logan's thigh.
"You're utterly shameless, aren't you?" Logan scoffed, taking a grip on Donald's soft hair on instinct as he rubbed his cheek higher and higher on his thigh until he had his nose buried in Logan's crotch. Good thing they lived at a remote area or Logan would have kicked Donald off instead of letting him nuzzle affectionately against his cock and lick him through his jeans. "What? Didn't you have enough dick today already? Or was the neighbor just appetizer?"
He had a long fucking day at work and the last thing he needed to see when coming home was their dear old neighbor Joe, - who had the farm right next to their property with the lovely wife and kids, and was always so chummy with him, - being balls deep in Donald on their fucking living room couch.
Donald didn't even look bothered when Logan growled "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" He just kept bouncing on Joe's cock, rolling his hips in that playful manner of his that Logan knew felt real good when his dick was inside of the boy. Joe at least had the audacity to try to beg for forgiveness and explain himself before Logan dragged him all the way back to his own house by his collar and locked him in his shed with no pants on.
But when he walked back home Donald was just expecting him to finish the job and fuck him through the cushions, not having his shit thrown out onto the lawn.
Pierce was a fucking slut, Logan knew that from the start, but they've been having a good thing going on for the last two years and Logan didn't expect him to get dick from other men for months now. Pierce seemed content, like Logan was in their something of a domestic agreement; they ate together, raised Laura together, kept the house in check together and felt comfortable lying by each other's side at night. But to him fucking three times a day was just not enough, huh?
"If you need some more dick go get some at Joe's. I'm not giving you a crumb." Logan pulled on Donald's hair until his neck was beautifully exposed, pretty throat bobbing and mouth red and moist with saliva that he also smeared all over Logan's crotch.
Donald was still looking at him with those cat like eyes as he licked his lips and began undoing Logan's belt without breaking eye contact.
"No. Don't think you can just suck me off and call it quits. Not this time." Logan tugged more on Donald's hair, eliciting a small whine from him but his hands kept working, pulling on his zipper and waistband and looking so fucking delighted by Logan's half hard cock when he pulled it out.
Yeah he was angry, but not fucking impotent from it. Of course having Pierce on his knees with only one of Logan's shirt covering him and mouthing at his crotch will have him sporting a semi.
"This changes nothing." Logan muttered as he let Donald take him in his mouth, moaning around it and his eyes closing like he was tasting his favorite meal, bobbing slowly and taking him down to the root the way he knew Logan liked it.
Donald had a talent for sucking cock, Logan couldn't deny, he remembered the first time Donald gave him a blowjob he busted in his throat embarrassingly fast and Donald just kept sucking until he did it again. It was probably Pierce's favorite activity besides taking it up the ass and he knew he was amazing at it, otherwise he wouldn't have managed to rope Logan into giving in even as furious as he was.
"You are the most rotten fucking whore out there aren't you? Can't just keep to one cock you have to have all you can get, don't you?" Logan sneered as he ran his fingers through Donald's hair. It grew out in the last two years, Pierce seldom cut it and Logan was secretly glad; it gave him something to hold onto in many positions. And he liked to pet it at night after sex while Donald snuggled against him. "Was it worth it? Did you want another man to fuck you so much you couldn't bear it anymore?"
Donald opened his eyes, long pale lashes fluttering as he pulled back slowly, cheeks hollowed around Logan's cock until he was kissing the tip and then he went back down in one go, taking Logan's entire erect cock down his throat like he was born for it and sighing in delight, holding onto Logan's thighs while he made out with the base. It was an intense feeling that definitely did a good job with distracting Logan's anger and he couldn't help but rock into it with a quiet curse.
"You little fucking... menace." Logan groaned and both of his hands were now around Donald's pretty head, the comforting familiar feeling of his mouth giving him undeniable pleasure and hearing Pierce slurp and purr around him only enhanced it. He looked out onto the yard, at Joe's stupid fucking crops that he wanted to burn to a crisp, at the night sky, and soaked in the feeling and noises of Donald giving him some good fucking head out in the Summer night breeze. Maybe he could forgive the boy, it felt so fucking good, he thought before Donald pulled off.
"If you let me back in I'll finish you off." Donald had the audacity to give him a sly little grin and give a chaste kiss to the tip. The little shit.
"You think I can't rub one out by myself?" Logan scoffed and he had half a mind to smack that kid.
"C'mon. You promise to let me back in and I'll take it back down my throat where it belongs." Donald purred, kissing at Logan's balls messily, inhaling his scent loudly like the deranged whore he was. "I know you want it."
"I want many fucking things and you're not really on top of that list, boy." Logan huffed and started stroking himself, making Donald frown and watch bitterly before going back to staring up at him like a lost puppy.
"I can give you what you want though. I can be good. Not bring more men to the house." Logan had to grab him by the jaw firmly at that and give him a reality check.
"That should be the most basic fucking rule, kid. You think my biggest concern is Joe's fucking cum on the couch?! It's the fact that it's dripping out of your loose fucking hole that bothers me." Logan spit angrily but Donald's eyes lit up like it was Christmas and he held onto Logan's wrist as if to keep him there.
"Why? You want me to be yours alone?" Donald had a little smile on his face when he saw realization hit Logan like a brick. "You love me?"
"That's not what-, I didn't say that." Logan grunted, ignoring the way his dick throbbed at Pierce's happy puppy face. "I just don't want to put my dick in the town whore. Let alone share a bed with him."
"You're jealous. Because you looove me~," Pierce giggled like he was drunk, leaning into Logan's hand and kissing his palm. It was really fucking cute and Logan felt disgusted with himself.
"I'm annoyed because I caught you whoring in my house. It's not the same." Logan stroked his cock defiantly again, and Donald watched with hungry eyes, rubbing his mouth against the tip as if he was making out with Logan's dick while he kept singing.
"You love me, you love me, Wolvie loves me~," it quickly became apparent that Pierce wouldn't shut up until Logan made him so he rolled his eyes and tugged on his hair.
"Only if you admit it." Donald had that mischievous grin on that made Logan's blood boil.
"Open the fuck up or I'll pull your teeth out one by one."
"Say, "I love you, I want you to be mine and only mine," and I will."
"You're going to regret it if you don't open that fucking mouth of yours in a second."
"Admit that you were sooo jealous when you saw another man fucking me because you see me as your beloved property." He has hit Donald before, many times, he didn't know why he felt guilty now when he backhanded him so hard Donald almost fell off the porch. His nose was bleeding when Logan wrenched him back up by his hair and tears quickly bubbled up in his eyes from the sting on his cheek. He looked like an angel.
"So what if I do?" Logan spit meanly but it made Donald's face brighten and he was smiling again despite his red cheek and bloody nose.
"It's okay. I love you too, you know?" Donald said it so purely Logan wanted to hit him again and again until he was a crying bloody mess on the floor. Pierce hugged him around one leg, looking up at him with those fucking eyes glinting so happily and his nosebleed stained Logan's trousers. "I loved you for a very long time, Wolvie."
"You have a fucked up way of showing it, kid." Logan wiped at Donald's nose with his thumb, and the boy suck the bloody digit clean on his own accord, like they were exchanging the most basic forms of affection.
"You wouldn't admit that you love me too any other way though. You only ever show how much you think I belong to you when you see me with other men. You're a jealous dog." Logan would have smacked him again if not for Donald taking his cock back into his pretty mouth, and seeing the blood drip down onto it and have Pierce lick it up was a fucked up sight that also looked extremely sexy.
"Don't tell me you went out of your fucking way to get me jealous just because you craved someone to get territorial over you." Logan groaned but didn't pull Donald off his cock when he was sucking so marvelously again.
Donald just hummed contently and bobbed his head at slowly squickening pace, his mouth only taking Logan's shaft halfway on each drag while he used his flesh and bone hand to stroke the other half. With his cheeks all hollowed out from the suction and his teary eyes blinking up at Logan when he thrust into his mouth deeper, he knew how to get him dangerously closer to the edge and then pull of again before Logan could keep him there by his hair.
"You little fucking-," Logan began to groan in annoyance but Donald was stumbling up on shaky knees to bend over the porch railing and show off his exposed ass that got Logan to shut up real quick.
"Cum inside me, yeah?" Donald licked his abused mouth while spreading his cheeks with his hands, showing his pink hole, still wet and gaping from how Joe fucked him. "Show me how this pussy is yours."
"You fucking slut-," Logan growled as he took a step forward and grabbed Donald roughly by the hips, kneading his ass meanly and slapping him right over his slutty hole to make Pierce whine. "You think you can just drag me around by the collar like a fucking dog, don't you? Do everything you say?"
"I just want to feel how much better you are than him. Show me why I belong to you," Donald arched his back, holding the back of Logan's neck with one hand while the other kept him from getting thrown over the railing when Logan thrust in suddenly and violently, punching a shocked gasp out of Pierce.
"You want a fucking reminder? I'll give you a fucking reminder." Logan gripped Donald's hips hard enough to bruise and he showed no gentleness with how his hips smacked against the smaller man's plentiful cheeks as he drilled into his guts. Fuck, he loved to make Pierce's ass bounce. "How about how you feel so tight right now like you just had a couple fingers in there, not an entire different cock, hm? How about that? Do you need a bigger cock than this?"
"No, no, no, ah-, ahn, you're perfect, your cock is so fucking perfect, so huge, so fucking good, fuck-, ah-," Pierce's head fell from the intensity of the fuck, his body like a ragdoll's in Logan's hold. He was mewling like a cat in heat, like a desperate little thing in pain, not those fucking breathy little moans he had going on when Joe was fucking him.
"Yeah you don't need anybody else, do you? You don't need any other cock, this is the only one you need." Logan grunted, his balls slapping against Donald's loudly as he railed into him, the boy barely able to hold on and when he didn’t muster to answer fast enough, Logan struck his ass with similar force that gave Donald a nosebleed a couple minutes before. "Say it!"
"I don't need anyone else, I don't-, I really don't-, I just need you, ah, I want you, I want you only, ah-, I love you, I love you-," Donald sobbed when Logan took a grip on his hair again and made him arch up, long neck craning until the back of his head rested on Logan's shoulder. "I love you, please, Logan, I love you, please, please, please-,"
It was so sexy, so fucking sexy, the intensity of it drew Logan slightly mad and he had to bite down on Pierce's pale neck to muffle his roar as he started coming inside at the same time Donald did, the feeling of his insides clenching down on his cock was just too much to bear. They were both shuddering and moaning as they rode out their orgasm together, so fucking good and familiar nothing could compare to coming inside Pierce and having him whine his name over and over again like the needy kitten he was as his pink cock sputtered onto the wooden deck.
Logan made sure his own release was safely disposed as deep inside Donald as it could go, so he'd be leaking for days and anyone who tried to fuck him would know Logan was there first, that it's his territory, that Pierce is his bitch, no one else's-,
He didn't realize he was licking at the bite mark he left in a grooming manner until he noticed that Pierce's grip on his hair turned into affectionate petting, cooing at his nuzzling.
"Good boy, so good," Donald was whispering, breathless, his legs shaking and his sweaty skin sweet like vanilla cream and Logan hated how soft it made him feel. He wanted to tell him he was not his fucking dog but he found himself just burying his nose into Donald's sweat damp hair and inhaling that intoxicating scent of his behind his ear with a grumble. At least Donald shivered when Logan licked at his ear and whimpered when he bit gently at the shell.
"Don't do that again." Logan breathed against Donald's cheek and leaned into it when Donald turned to give him a chaste kiss. He still had dried blood on his upper lip which Logan was eager to lick away.
"Admit that you love me," Donald whispered back, giving a gentle squeeze to Logan's slowly softening cock still nestled inside. He scratched at Logan's beard like you'd scratch the chin of a dog and Logan found himself not too bothered by it.
"Then you're not so serious about keeping me to yourself." Pierce was smiling, because he already knew Logan loved him. He knew it was just hard for him to say the words, but the affection, that terrible possessive need was there as undoubtedly as Logan's dick balls deep in his warm and soft body.
Logan looked at Pierce's pretty face for a long minute, at his long lashes and big blue eyes, at his red cheeks, one of them redder where he hit him and his gorgeous princess-like nose was still slightly crusted with blood too, buy his soft mouth smiled like he never minded Logan's aggressive love. Because he knew he hit him because of it. He shouldn't. He really shouldn't but he did. If Donald stops hurting him in the future Logan could stop hurting him too. Love him tenderly.
Logan swallowed and felt like the weight of the world rested on his shoulders as he ran his thumb over Donald's cheek and whispered quietly, "I love you," which got immediately swallowed down by Donald's hungry mouth, kissing the words straight out of Logan's own, and it tasted so sweet Logan had to grip him harder.
They ended up fucking on the porch one more time, Logan didn't even need to pull out at all, and it was at the first light of dawn that they managed to stumble back inside the house only to fall asleep entangled on the couch. Logan made sure to rub his scent all over not just the cushions but Donald too to erase any of Joe's lingering smell.
Good thing they pulled a blanket over their naked forms half asleep by the end of it because Logan woke to the sounds of Laura's spoon hitting the bowl as she ate her cereal right by their side. Logan was frowning at first when he rubbed his eyes open and saw his daughter watching him curiously but when he tried to sit up that's when he realized that Donald was very much lying on top of him, still asleep and mumbling sweetly when Logan tried to shift.
Pierce had his face buried in Logan's neck, nuzzling against his coarse beard and hugging him close and Logan didn't want to wake him up for some reason, he just pulled the blanket higher on Donald's exposed shoulder and he turned back to Laura.
"Morning, kiddo. You slept okay?"
Laura nodded while still munching.
"I'm sorry if we woke you with the uh..."
"Fighting?" Laura asked innocently.
"Yeah, that." Logan cleared his throat, scratching at his bearded cheek awkwardly.
"It's okay, it doesn't bother me." She shrugged casually.
"No. You guys always end up making up anyway so it's alright."
Logan couldn't help but huff out a chuckle, "Yeah, I guess we do."
"Because you love each other." It wasn't a question at all but Logan still felt tye urgent need to explain but he was still so fucking tired all he could do was pull Donald a little bit closer as he snoozed.
"Yeah, I guess we do." He repeated quietly. Laura smiled at him knowingly and pattered back off to her room with a refill of her cereal, leaving them to laze on the couch a bit more and Logan let out a sigh of relief.
"We do, don't we?" Donald sleepily mumbled against his skin and Logan just rolled his eyes when hearing his grin in his voice.
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