38. Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Nick - Epilogue

Four Years Later

I was sweating with Logan putting my body in a stranglehold in bed. God, how did one human produce so much fucking heat? Ever since we rented the small, two-bedroom house with Hunter, I had to keep the A/C freezing and a fan blowing on me all night. I loved sleeping with my snuggles, not so much with his body temperature.

My eyes fluttered open as my stomach fluttered along with them. Today was graduation day. Not only were we finally finished with college, but in a few days, Logan and I were driving back to Virginia for the summer, taking three weeks to do it like before, but this time we would take the northern route. We planned on leaving in a few days, wanting to do one more trip before real life and responsibilities set in. I couldn't wait.

Logan's eyes moved behind his lids, dreaming, his full lips parted, breathing quietly. I never got tired of looking at him, especially when he wasn't watching me. He had such a beautiful face, and I'd taken countless pictures of him, which had become less of a hobby and more of an obsession. I'd hung his image all over our room, much to his dismay. I may have thrown in a few of his ass pictures, which Ryan, Logan's former dorm roommate, especially fawned over.

Loving him had been easy. Life wasn't always so much. Not because we didn't get along, but being openly gay, things had gotten dicey a couple of times. We quit hiding ourselves with the push from Ryan and Jamie, who couldn't give a shit what others thought about their relationship. Logan and I used their strength to build ours.

The only time we weren't open about our relationship was when we were back home in front of our parents and sister. It took Wyatt and Mom a while to adjust to seeing us holding hands or catching us kissing. I could imagine it was weird having their sons be affectionate like that, but they never complained or told us to stop. They still loved us, and that was all that mattered.

Logan scrunched his eyes, yawned, and stretched, blowing his funky breath on me.

"Dude… breathe somewhere else."

He smiled without opening his eyes and breathed on me again.

"Off, you stinky ass!"

I tried to shove him off, but he held on tighter, laughing.

"Your breath isn't exactly flowery, either."

He rolled on top of me, and I could feel his morning wood on my own. He planted his face on my neck and growled before pumping his dick harder on mine.

"Let's give each other graduation day BJs," he said.

"There's no such thing."

"There is now."

I glanced at the clock. We needed to leave soon to meet our parents for brunch before the graduation ceremony.

"Let's frot instead. We don't have time to go down on each other and get ready before we have to meet up with our parents and Hunter and his family."

Logan yanked off my underwear, and he stripped out of his before reaching for the lube sitting on the nightstand table. He poured some into his hands and fisted our cocks together. He had bigger hands, so it worked better when he did it.

Rubbing dicks together… there were no words. It was quick and easy, but fuck did it feel out of this world.

Logan stroked us as he thrust into his fist, adding friction on all sides of my cock.

It didn't take long at all before we were both coming all over each other.

Logan swiped a glob of my cum onto his finger and shoved it into his mouth. "Yum."

He then climbed off me and hefted me off the bed by dragging my arms. "Let's shower."

"And brush our teeth," I deadpanned.

"That, too!"

The day had been long and hot as we held the ceremony outside. I hated not being able to sit next to Logan, but he was way before me since his last name started with a ‘C' and mine started with a ‘T.'

Once graduation was over, Logan and I rushed at each other and hugged, lifting me off the ground.

"Congratulations, Mr. Theodoropoulos," he said.

"Congratulations, Mr. Conrad."

Logan and I also hugged Hunter when he walked up to us, smiling like a loon. No longer did he look like his punk rock days back in high school. He cleaned up good, and had an on-again, off-again girlfriend, who was currently off and would probably stay that way now that we'd finished school.

Eventually, Ryan and Jamie met up with us, giving each other hugs. Jamie towered over all of us, even Logan, standing at six-foot-seven, whereas Ryan was about a foot shorter. They were so opposite, but they weirdly worked.

"I guess we're all off on new adventures," Ryan said.

"Yep, I have a job lined up with U.S. AID, so it's back to Virginia for us," Logan said.

"I wish you guys were coming with us. We're going to miss you," I said.

Jamie wrapped a meaty arm around my shoulders. "Well, you better visit us then, or I'm going to have to hunt you down."

"And you don't want my guy hunting you down," Ryan said. "We'll be too busy starting an LGB outreach program, helping kids who have been abandoned by their parents, offering job programs and stand-in parents and such."

We'd talked about this before, and I helped them make plans and offer ideas, but I was still amazed.

"While I'm headed off to med school soon," Hunter said. "It's going to be grueling, but after mom…"

Logan placed a hand on Hunter's shoulder. "You're going to be an amazing doctor."

I was the only one out of the five of us who wasn't doing a job that benefited humanity in some way.

By my sophomore year, I played tennis for enjoyment and focused on my business degree, losing my scholarship, so I had to take out student loans.

While I wanted to start something innovative or interesting, the fact was we were in a huge recession, and jobs were scarce. So, I managed to secure a teaching job at a high school in Fairfax County, teaching tennis and algebra. It wasn't ideal, but I could wait until the economy improved. At least I would have summers off to travel with Logan.

As we chatted about our futures, Mom and Wyatt found us with little Hannah in tow. Hannah was now almost five and the cutest kid in the world. She still had no idea about Logan and me.

Soon, Hunter's dad and sister showed up. It was one big, happy family. And our small world suddenly got bigger and brighter.

A few days later, everything in our apartment had been packed up and shipped off. Hunter headed home with his family, and our parents flew home with Hannah. Ryan and Jamie headed back to San Francisco to their families.

It was just Logan and me sitting in the old Mustang . I'd sold my Escort for next to nothing to a student who needed a car so we wouldn't have to deal with it.

Logan started the car, shoved sunglasses over his eyes, and reached out to me, palm up, with a broad smile. I clasped his hand.

"Ready for new roads and a new adventure?" he asked.

"More than ready. I'll take dusty roads, graveled roads, roads filled with potholes, or congested highways as long as we take them together. It sounds corny, but I mean every word. I don't care what we do or where we go, as long as we're always by each other's sides."

"It's going to be amazing, baby."