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Fuck.
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Logan sighs as Hesh re-settles in bed.
Fuck.
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Logan sighs as Hesh re-settles in bed.
No, he thinks as he gets back to his bunk. It won't happen again. It was a lapse of judgement. A moment of weakness that won't be repeated.
No, he thinks as he gets back to his bunk. It won't happen again. It was a lapse of judgement. A moment of weakness that won't be repeated.
In real life, Logan suddenly shudders and moans, hips bucking against his fingers.
In real life, Hesh and Logan reach an orgasm together, barely separated.
In real life, Logan suddenly shudders and moans, hips bucking against his fingers.
In real life, Hesh and Logan reach an orgasm together, barely separated.
In his mind's eye, Hesh is rutting his cock against his pussy, fucking along that wet heat, because it's not too far if he doesn't enter.
In his mind's eye, Hesh is rutting his cock against his pussy, fucking along that wet heat, because it's not too far if he doesn't enter.
Logan's other hand moves up out of view to play with his tits.
Logan's other hand moves up out of view to play with his tits.
He bites his lower lip, listening to Logan's little punched out noises.
He bites his lower lip, listening to Logan's little punched out noises.
Hesh's hearing fades, the blood rushing in his ears as his right hand dives into his sweatpants.
Hesh's hearing fades, the blood rushing in his ears as his right hand dives into his sweatpants.
He shouldn't get off to Logan, though. He should leave.
He shouldn't get off to Logan, though. He should leave.
Hesh watches as his brother's soapy hands run over his form, nipples peaked from the stimulation. The suds run down his body, tracing the cut of his hips.
His own body is warm, burning, his cock straining against his sweatpants. He knows he shouldn't. But it's horribly unfair.
Hesh watches as his brother's soapy hands run over his form, nipples peaked from the stimulation. The suds run down his body, tracing the cut of his hips.
His own body is warm, burning, his cock straining against his sweatpants. He knows he shouldn't. But it's horribly unfair.
They do what they have to do to stay sane in this world.
They do what they have to do to stay sane in this world.
ft. ftm!logan
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It happens in the middle of the night.
Hesh stumbles into the bathroom with a full bladder and no desire to talk to anyone. The end shower is lit by lamp light, barely lighting the wall of urinals and sinks to guide him.
ft. ftm!logan
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It happens in the middle of the night.
Hesh stumbles into the bathroom with a full bladder and no desire to talk to anyone. The end shower is lit by lamp light, barely lighting the wall of urinals and sinks to guide him.