Crushed Pt. 02

Author Note:
Hi! I wanted to take this brief opportunity to say thank you for all the comments on Crushed. It really does spur me on! But there was one constructive critiscism that came up multiple times that I want to address...Logan.
I want to explain that Logan is secretly the true main character of the story for me. He is a growing character who starts as a horrible person and slowly we discover why. Perhaps I went a little hard into his nasty side at the beginning, but I hope that those who said they couldn't finish the story can at least understand what I was doing! And I apologise if it upset you. I have adapted the story thanks to the criticism, however the bones of why Logan did what he did were always going to be revealed in this second part! I hope those that enjoyed the story and his character, continue to enjoy this Part 2!
Thank you, Daisy x
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Crushed Part 2
Alex lay for a long time that morning gazing at Logan. He had woken earlier than normal, perhaps his body being aware of someone else in his bed for the first time in his life. The bed was narrow, and Logan was not petite in stature, leaving him little room. But he didn't mind in the slightest. Logan's leg was thrown over him above the covers, one arm across his bare chest. They were warm and heavy and so incredibly comforting to wake up to.
Logan's face was inches away, his eyes closed, mouth open as he slept. His perfectly windswept hair was bedraggled and tangled, but still managed to look ready for a night out. Alex just stared, taking in every feature of his face. Reminding himself again and again that this was real.
His breath tickled his skin, he relished the feeling. What would people say if they saw this? He found he didn't care. He felt lost in time, watching the strip of sunlight creep gradually up the bed, until it fell across Logan's sharp jaw line, his lips, the bridge of his nose, his closed eyelids.
Logan's eyebrows drew together and his eyes opened, instantly wincing from the sun and moving his head slightly to avoid the light. He blinked slowly, his eyes unfocused, then he saw Alex. The look in his eyes could have melted Alex right then and there. He couldn't pinpoint exactly what it was, but it made him feel giddy and tense, warm and cold all at the same time. Logan's lips lifted into a sleepy smile.
"Morning," he mumbled, the arm and leg that were over him tightened as he pulled himself close, nuzzling his face into Alex's neck. His eyes closed again, but the smile remained as he cuddled into him.
"Morning," Alex replied, breathing out raggedly as he felt Logan's lips tickle his neck. The light kisses brought goosebumps to his arms.
"You smell nice," Logan commented, still in a sleepy voice and Alex laughed.
"You do too," he said.
"I've missed your laugh," Logan said and Alex laughed harder still.
"Are you drunk?" He asked.
"On you? You bet," he mumbled into his neck.
"That's a crappy line."
"Mmmhmm," he smiled, kissing his neck again, pulling himself tighter against Alex's body. The places where their skin touched seemed to give Alex an electric shock of excitement and adrenaline. He felt a hard lump against his leg and knew Logan was hard.
They lost some time after that. Alex had expected his body to hurt after the previous night's activities, but he was mistaken and definitely ready for round two. When Logan pushed into him this time it was less painful, or perhaps because he knew what to expect. He moaned, and Logan stifled it with a rough kiss. His hand slipped into his hair and grabbed it, he gasped and Logan only took the opportunity to kiss harder, his tongue slipping against Alex's. He fucked him deep and slow. It was incredible. The feeling of being filled up by Logan, his skin, smell and weight all around him, it was addictive. The more he got the hungrier for him he felt. The monstrous need for him in his gut was frightening in it's power.
He came hard, and soon after so did Logan. He'd started the day worse.
Logan left the room to shower and Alex stretched out lazily in the bed, enjoying the smell of Logan and sex on his bedsheets, the sound of the shower and slightly out of tune singing through the open door. He felt happy. For the first time in a very very long time.
When Logan returned Alex felt his chest tighten at the sight of him. At the undeniable truth of his presence. His hair was wet, water dripping onto his shoulders and trickling down his smooth chest, a towel was wrapped low around hips, his subtle but clearly visible abs and pelvis made Alex's mouth water.
Logan grinned, "come dry me off," he said. Alex didn't need to be told twice. He took the extra towel that Logan held out and gently rubbed the water droplets from Logan's chest. Logan wrapped his damp arms around him and held him tightly.
"You're wet," Alex protested as his hair dripped onto his cheek. Logan chuckled and let go, and sat on the bed, rubbing the towel on his hair.
Alex took his turn Ankara bayan escort in the shower. When he returned to the bedroom Logan was half dressed and was in the middle of spreading an array of objects on the bed.
"What's all this?" Alex frowned looking at the strange items.
"My purchases,". Logan grinned. "And," he reached behind him and held out a familiar book.
"My journal," Alex whispered, reaching for it, feeling it's familiar old creased cover.
"It didn't feel right keeping it. I shouldn't of held it over you like that. No photos, I swear."
Alex felt relief and grateful that Logan really was trying to change. He bent down to kiss Logan where he sat on the bed. His hair was still damp against his fingers, his skin smelt clean and warm.
When he pulled away his eyes wandered to the objects Logan had placed on the bed.
Logan wrapped his arms around his waist, resting his head against his midriff.
"Take a look, any you recognise?"
Alex looked nervously across the items.
"Umm... handcuffs. And a blind fold.. and is that.." he pointed at a black plastic item shaped a bit like an egg. "Does that go..."
"In your ass?" Logan finished and Alex felt his face go pink as Logan looked up at his face, his fingers trailing patterns on the small of his back. "Yes, it's a butt plug, so is this one, just a bit smaller. Then a few different gags and a dildo. All reasonably tame, for now."
Logan grinned mischievously. Alex's mouth felt dry, but he couldn't deny the rush of excitement in his belly at the idea of trying some of these things. It was like a whole new world of possibilities. The teasing fingertips only increasing the feeling. He shivered delightfully.
"I want you to put this in today," Logan said holding the smaller of the butt plugs. It was dark purple and was more pointed than the other plug. "Will you do that for me?"
Alex felt nervous but he nodded. How bad could it be?
Logan told him to lie on the bed face down. He complied and felt Logan peel back the towel exposing his ass. He felt his hands grip his ass cheeks, kneeding and playing with them. He moaned into the pillow and Logan chuckled.
"You love your ass being played with?" he teased, Alex nodded. He yelped a little when he felt the sting of a slap.
"Answer properly," Logan reminded him, Alex replied without hesitation.
"Yes it feels so good," he whined and Alex stroked his ass in reward, pulling his cheeks apart. It still tingled from the slap, but Alex liked the sensation. The tingle was not an unpleasant feeling. He shuffled, feeling his dick begin to harden beneath him.
Then he felt something new. There was wetness on his asshole. But it wasn't lube. It was warm and rough in texture, and as it probed against his sensitive hole he realised it was Logan's tongue.
"Oh fuck," he groaned in ecstasy. He felt rather than heard Logan's laugh, as his tongue swirled and teased his hole.
After a few minutes, he felt Logan's thumb again, pushing into him. Combined with Logan's tongue the feeling was enough to make him want to go for another round right now. But rather than feeling Logan's dick, he felt the cool rubbery texture of the butt plug. Logan pushed it in gently, but Alex still winced briefly as it reached its thickest point on the bulbous top. But then it tapered in leaving only the flat end sitting outside his ass.
"Fuck, it suits you," Logan said. "Stand up."
Alex got up from the bed, feeling the bizarre sensation of the plug still filling him. It was not an unpleasant feeling but unfamiliar.
"Ok. Let's get dressed, we've got to go into the shops."
"You mean I have to keep this in? In public?"
"No one will know," Logan reassured him.
"But-"
The expression on Logan's face stopped him mid sentence. There was no debating this. And so it was that Alex reluctantly followed Logan out of the house and down the road into town, feeling the strange sensation of the plug with every step he took.
They were strolling through the supermarket later that day, and Logan was enjoying himself immensely, particularly when Alex scowled at him. Despite his annoyance, and never would he admit it, but there was a part of him that was extremely turned on by the experience. That was until the cereal aisle.
He had gone down the aisle to pick up a box of his favourite crunchy cereal, reaching up for the box on the top shelf, when suddenly he felt it. A pleasurable strong vibration deep inside his ass. He gasped and dropped the box.
It toppled into the box beside it, which toppled into the next. And then the next. Cereal boxes fell into the aisle with loud crashes. Some boxes even spilled their content across the floor so that he was surrounded by a layer of frosted flakes and puffed wheat.
By the time he had apologised profusely to the staff at the supermarket, Logan was nowhere to be seen and the sensation had long since stopped in his ass.
He stormed into the Escort bayan Ankara nearby aisle and found Logan who had an untrustworthy glint in his eyes.
"What the fuck! Why didn't you tell me it vibrated like that?!"
"I don't know what you mean," Logan shrugged, but his broad grin was enough.
"You're a dick," Alex growled angrily, but found himself fighting a reluctant smile.
"Yep," he said cheerfully.
"You can't just do that!" Alex half cried half laughed.
"What, this?" Logan asked innocently, and the vibrations returned. Alex moaned and gripped the shelf beside him.
"Logan," he whimpered. "We're in a supermarket!"
"The aisles empty, it's just you and me," Logan said calmly.
Logan pulled him into a hug, and Alex gasped, feeling his arms tighten around him. The vibration intensity increased. He tensed up, collapsing into Logan as his knees turned to jelly. He moaned into his neck and he heard Logan chuckle.
"I love making you moan," he whispered and the words alone made Alex's cock ache in his boxers.
"We shouldn't-" Alex panted through the pleasure building inside him.
"Then tell me to stop," Logan whispered back, the intensity climbing even higher. Alex made a noise somewhere between a grunt and a squeak.
He saw movement at the end of the aisle and his eyes went wide.
"People," he gasped and the sensations died immediately, Logan releasing him from his hold and stepping apart.
Alex swayed briefly, and was shocked to feel the wave of disappointment at the sudden end of that powerful feeling. He couldn't believe he wanted more, but by fuck he wanted it.
And Logan could tell.
"Come on, let's carry this on back home," he said.
Logan had started the vibrations again at a low level half way on their walk home so that by the time they got back to the house Alex was incredibly horny. They were barely in the door when Alex tackled Logan with a kiss, taking him by surprise and knocking the shopping bags from his hands.
His lips were quick to catch up, and soon he was pushing Alex back so that he pressed against the wall. He loved the feeling of being up against the wall like this, Logan's body warm and heavy against him. The vibrations increased suddenly and he groaned into Logan's mouth.
"Come on," Logan whispered into his ear breaking the kiss momentarily, taking his hand to pull him upstairs, hands all over each other the whole way. As soon as they were through the door Logan was tugging at Alex's t-shirt, pulling it over his head and running his fingers up his back.
"Can we use... some more... of the toys?" He asked between kisses.
"Mmm," Alex nodded and groaned into the kiss as agreement.
Logan pulled away and Alex pulled a face. He only chuckled and gestured to the bed.
"What catches your eye?" He asked. His hand was still on his back, his finger tips running up and down, the vibrations still sending electric pleasure through his body with every pulse. He had to decide quickly if he wanted Logan to kiss him again. To fuck him.
He looked at all the objects he didn't recognise, looking for familiar things. His eyes fell uncertainly on a little pile, his already excited dick twitched and throbbed in arousal at the sight.
"Those," he whispered, pointing and Logan raised an eyebrow.
"Really? Huh didn't think you'd fancy that, interesting. I'd love to use those on you."
"Yes," Alex moaned, a particularly good vibration making his body shudder in pleasure.
Logan picked up the little pile and smiled excitedly.
"Stand against the wardrobe doors," he instructed, and Alex did, quivering in the pleasure from the vibrating plug.
Logan approached first with the leather cuffs, attaching them to his wrists. He fiddled with something at the top of the wardrobe above him, before lifting Alex's arms, each cuff linked into a metal ring he had somehow attached at the top of the doors. Clipped into place Alex's arms were stretched above his head in a v shape. He pulled a little and found no give in the restraint.
"Do they hurt?" Logan asked and he shook his head, feeling a breathless excitement at the position he was in. He wouldn't be able to free himself without Logan's help. This was a new level of control.
Logan picked up the second object and Alex swallowed. He hadn't been sure what this was but now looking at it he had some idea. It made him nervous but at the same time his cock throbbed intensely. A black strap with a plastic red ball in the middle. A gag.
"If you want it off at any time just hum... I don't know, twinkle twinkle little star or some shit ok?" Logan instructed.
"Ok," he whispered back, watching as Logan fiddled with the buckle. As he brought the gag to his face he opened his mouth for the plastic ball. It was bigger than it looked and once it was in his mouth Logan wrapped the strap around his head to buckle at the back in his hair. It pulled at the sides of his mouth uncomfortably Bayan escort Ankara and it was a strange sensation against his tongue and in his jaw. But it wasn't unbearable.
Logan stepped back and made a groan.
"Fuck you look so sexy," he grinned and Alex watched him reach into his pocket, the sensation in his ass rising to a new level of pleasure. He moaned into the gag, his eyes closing, his arms tensed against the restraints but he couldn't relieve the pleasure. It was tormenting pleasure with no release. He wanted Logan's cock. He needed Logan's cock.
"Now, the last piece," Logan smiled, dangling the blindfold from his finger. He approached slowly and slipped the blindfold over his head, he pulled it down over Alex's eyes and suddenly he saw nothing at all.
He heard Logan's satisfied sigh and felt as he undid Alex's trousers, pulling them and his boxers down, leaving him tied, naked and unable to see or speak. He knew Logan would be enjoying himself, but he hadn't predicted how much he would enjoy this also.
He flinched when he felt Logan's fingertips brush against his cheek. Starved of his sight, every touch and sound seemed magnified tenfold. The rustle of Logan pulling down his own trousers was unmistakable, the padding steps as he walked away and then back close, his breathing, Alex's own heartbeat thrumming skittishly against his bare chest.
The fingers that had brushed him, traced down his jaw and along his collarbone, so gently it raised goosebumps on his skin. The touches were replaced by Logan's lips and he moaned into the gag. Feeling the pleasure course directly to his cock. He pulled against his restraints, his arms tense with the pleasure and torment of Logan's ministrations. He felt Logan slowly lace his finger tips into Alex's waistband and pull down, freeing his cock. The remainder of his clothing flopped down at his ankles.
He shuddered at the chill that tickled his exposed balls, and at the pure vulnerability of this situation. The buttplug that Alex had almost begun to forget about buzzed deliciously and he moaned loudly.
But he wanted more. He felt the frustration of not being able to see Logan. Where was h? Why was he doing this all so slow? It was torture. Delicious torture.
Then he felt him. Hands pressed against his midriff, firmly pushing him against the wardrobe first, surprising him. But his surprise was stifled by the loudest moan yet when he felt Logan's warm tongue at the tip of his cock.
Logan teased him, liking down the underside of his cock with a speed that had Alex bucking his hips in desperation. He heard and felt Logan chuckle. Logan's fingers closed around his cock whilst his tongue continued to attend to his balls, sucking and licking, all the while the vibrations in his ass making him even hornier. Then Logan's lips closed around his cock. He bobbed his head and Alex could feel his tight lips, his tongue pressing firmly against the sensitive tip. He took more, and Alex thought he could feel his cock slapping the back of Logan's mouth.
"Ooomh gmmmphd," he moaned. He was getting close. He could feel his balls tightening and every muscle in his body began to tense in preparation. The vibrating egg in his ass took off, sending shuddering pulses through him that made him feel like
his eyes were rolling into the back of his head.
He came hard, and Logan swallowed, his mouth still closed around his cock until it was done and began to soften. The vibrations in his ass having slowed to a stop. Alex felt his limp cock fall back against his balls when Logan finally stopped, and his arms strained against the weight of his body as he collapsed against the cupboard.
The blindfold was removed from his eyes first and he saw Logan's bright eyes first. Then the gag. He stretched his jaw experimentally, his tongue feeling dry and strange.
"How did you enjoy that?"
"That was... incredible," Alex breathed.
"So fancy doing it again sometime?"
"Absolutely. Tonight?"
Logan laughed.
Three weeks passed quickly this way. And they were like something from a dream. Logan was charming and kind, sexy and firm. He didn't want to ever leave him, drawn like a moth to a flame. He became less demanding and controlling in day to day life and they found a medium balance. But in the bedroom, Alex let him do what he liked. They both enjoyed it that way.
Unfortunately for Alex, he did not have Logan's six week university holiday, and there were only so many sick days he could realistically wangle from work. So there he was sat gloomily in the book shop, ignoring the chat of his coworker as per usual, watching the clock. He wondered if Logan would be at the door when he got home like he had yesterday. He had barely stepped through the door before they had started pulling each others clothes off.
The memory made him feel tingly all over and he had to adjust his trousers slightly, blushing as he tried to force the pleasurable memories from his mind.
"Can you believe that though?" His coworker Emma said in an annoyed tone. Swishing her blonde high pony to accentuate her annoyance. Alex was briefly reminded of a horse swishing it's tail.
"Beats me," he said in a voice that just passed for interest. Apparently she was fooled as she continued onto her rant which he once again tuned out.