As Logan fell, Jack rolled and pushed him onto his back, mouth on skin and hands roaming the guy's body. He was shaking all over, so keyed up that any inkling of a plan had gone out the window, replaced with the simple goal of relieving the ache that was making it hard to see, let alone think. He reached for the lotion Logan kept close by and gave very little thought to how utterly selfish it was when he straddled Logan's legs and held them together with his knees.

"Need to fuck you," he rasped, breathless and desperate. "Now. Right now."

Jack stroked himself just enough to slick his cock before he pushed between Logan's thighs and fucked the split between them. It was almost like fucking a woman, warm and wet and not half as tight as Logan's ass. When he pushed deep, his dick slid against the hole, but that...that was too much work. That meant spreading those legs or rolling him over and Jack needed to come before he shattered completely. He braced himself over Logan and pistoned his hips, knees drawn together to keep the guy laying just as he was.