Chapter 4:

Logan found Carlos already at the office the next morning. He looked perfect in jeans and a sweater, but his eyes were tired, like he had been crying.

"That was a hasty decision, Carlos. Are you sure you don't need more time to think about this?" Logan asked sarcastically as they waited for the elevator.

"I don't have more time, sir. And...I appreciate the concern, but I know what I'm doing." Carlos said plainly, looking at him.

Logan chuckled, his hands behind his back. He liked the confidence behind those sad eyes.

"Call me Logan. And, I can't argue with that." His tone was flat, but warm, and his eyes held Carlos'.

The elevator stopped, and the doors opened to the same room from the day before. Logan saw the panic in Carlos' eyes and his own glinted mischievously.

"Si--Logan, you said I could just model and still--"

"And that's exactly what you're going to do, Carlos. Take a few pictures for us, and then go home." Logan said uninterestedly, scrolling through his phone.

Pete was late, and he wasn't picking up his phone. He clenched his jaw angrily; he had told them he needed everything absolutely perfect for today. Logan tried his number again, just as he jumped breathless out of the elevator.

"Logan...memory card...home... forgot..." he panted, his face shining with sweat.

"It should not happen again. This is the new model, Carlos. He's gorgeous," the word rolled off his tongue silkily. "But he does need some assistance."

Pete smirked knowingly, and started setting up his cameras and lights. Logan ordered Carlos to take his clothes and shoes off, as he did the same with his own.

He watched with brimless amusement as Carlos posed in the middle of the bed, showing his ass off, his eyes looking defiantly into the camera.

"You're doing great, Carlos. But you can do even better." Logan said, walking over to the bed and thrusting his erection in Carlos' face.

"Now, grab my cock and just...play with it, while looking into the camera." He ordered, a playful smile on his lips. Carlos obeyed, and did it expertly.

"Let's do a couple with me and you." Logan said, kneeling behind Carlos on the bed, his erection pressed along the boy's ass crack. He felt Carlos shift uncomfortably, and he snickered. Personally, he was enjoying himself too much.

Carlos was doing really well, leaning his head into him, closing his eyes and parting his lips ever so slightly. Anyone could be fooled into thinking he was being ass fucked. Passionately.

Pete cleared his throat as Logan distractedly nipped on Carlos' ear, and nodded.

That's all for today, Carlos. Whether you continue to work with us is entirely up to you." Logan said, throwing his legs over the edge of the bed and standing up. He got re-dressed, and motioned for Carlos to do the same.

"Logan, I have a request." Carlos muttered nervously when they were back in Logan's office, and Logan cocked a brow.

"I was wondering...can I get the money for the uh--shoot today?" He asked, his eyes on his shoes.

"Well all that depends. We pay per month, and that would mean you'd have to stay for the rest of the month." Logan told him, folding his hands across his chest.

"Oh. That's perfect for me." The boy said with a smile and Logan wrote the check. He noticed Carlos' eyes bulge at the amount on it.

"Th--thank you, sir. Really, you don't know how much I needed this. But...this is the pay per month?"

Logan bit back a laugh, and nodded.

"Wow!" He muttered under his breath. "Really, thank you."

"No. Thank you, for doing such a great job back there today."

Logan smiled warmly, standing up and showing Carlos out.

Pete was in his office as soon as Carlos left, the hard copies from the shoot in his hand. Logan felt his cock grow as he flipped through them...this boy was just luscious.

"Thank you, Pete. You can leave now." Logan said dismissively, licking his lips as he got to the pictures of him and Carlos.

Shit, he thought, as he realized he was lingering. He could not lust over him, that would make staying cool and in control around him unbearably difficult.

He had to see him just as a pawn, and keep his insatiable sex drive buried where it would not hurt his plan. He cleared his throat, slid the pictures into an envelope and in his neat, cursive handwriting addressed the envelope.

He wanted to deliver them himself, to see the look on that bastard's face when he opened them, but he had Pete do it, and to tell whoever he gave them to it was a gift, from a long lost relative.

*

The pool was empty when he got home, except for one man, whose apartment was below Logan's. They had met in the elevator a couple of times, but neither had been forthcoming enough to ask what they were both thinking.

Logan knew he was looking, so he took off his trunks and dived naked into the pool.

"You know we're not allowed to do that, right?"

Logan smirked, supporting himself at the edge of the pool on his elbows.

"Someone should do something about it then, don't you think?"

A blush crept up the man's neck as he inched closer to Logan. He kissed him; and Logan enjoyed the buttery taste on his lips. He realized he had skipped breakfast, but he did not care. He was about to be served a three course meal.

"Let's...go...to...my...apartment." Logan breathed through the kiss.

"Fuck that! Why don't we just do it right here?" His neighbor whispered thickly, sucking on his nipple until it was hard. Logan threw his head back and growled low in his throat as he untangled his legs from around his neighbor's waist.

"Fine. Do it, now." He murmured, turning around and thrusting his ass in the air. He had a condom in his trunks; he snatched them from the edge of the pool, and handed it to the man behind him.

The sound of plastic ripping sent shivers through Logan, and he closed his eyes.

"Aaaah!" He inhaled sharply as his neighbor took him by surprise and slid into his ass, grabbing the wall of the pool for support.

He was an amazing top; but his favored position had once been bottoming.

He didn't know if it was the water, or how gentle his fuck was being, but he could not remember ever enjoying sex this much.

"Fuck man, your ass is so tight and hot. Ah, ish!"

"Oh yeah, fuck that tight hole good. Make me see the fucking stars." Logan said through his teeth, meeting his thrusts vigorously and hungrily.

His abs clenched and his balls tingled. Tears lingered in his eyes and his toes curled, his hand on his cock.

"Fuck I gonna come. Oh good Lord, I'm coming!" He screamed, falling backwards into his neighbor as his orgasm rode through him.

He felt the cock in his ass grow and he clenched, intensifying the man's orgasm.

"Uuuuhhh!" The man growled, digging his nails into Logan's waist.

His limp cock slid out of Logan's ass, and he ripped the full condom off. Logan turned around, running his fingertips along his neighbor's face, and kissed him.

"Next time, just go the fuck ahead and fuck me in the elevator instead of staring like an idiot." He said, climbed out of the pool, put his trunks on and went back inside.