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Logan was awake first again, yawned scratching his sides, and stretching out. He didn't remember falling asleep, or going up to bed. He looked over at Luke and smiled, moving up to go shake him awake.

Luke snored quietly, flat on his front, arms stuffed under his pillow. He groaned and shifted when Logan stirred him, and reluctantly sat up, rubbing his eyes. "What is it?" He asked, groggily. Luke gave a point to the clock; it was already 1 p.m. "Yeah...I suppose it is time to get up..." Luke sighed, and stretched out, a gentle pop heard from his back.

Logan gave a nod, and leaned in, fiddling with Luke's bandage, checking the scratch, and getting a new bandage. Logan jumped slightly, and watched, as gentle hands applied new ointment on the scratch, and placed a bandage.

Luke's mind flashed with images from yesterday, the thoughts he had of his brother, the moment in the shower. The strong feeling he felt that night; he had felt it just before cumming. Unaware that Logan felt the same exact same thing down in the kitchen, at exactly the same moment. Luke waited, as the bandage was changed, Logan's face lowered when he finished, both boys were looking each other in the eyes. It was at the same time both leaned in at the same time, causing their lips to meet rather quickly ending with a soft kiss. A few seconds passed and each gained their senses and drew back, surprised looks on both faces, leading both to feel as if something wrong had just occurred. Logan pulled back and left the room. Luke didn't follow and stared after him, crushed. Feelings of guilt running through him at a hundred miles per hour. What had just gone wrong...?

The rest of the afternoon was depressingly silent. Each brother was in a different room, they had crossed paths once the whole day, when Luke came downstairs, and Logan had been coming up. The scene in the bedroom had sparked questions in each of them. Both twins had known for years now that they were gay. Neither had to say it, it was just that clear to the two, but not until recent did they begin to feel for the other. Both denying that such a thing could happen. But earlier had said different, but to each brother, the look of surprise they had seen on each other's face was painfully misread. The twins weren't aching alone; they were sharing the confused pain.

Logan was upstairs playing a game on his computer, less focusing on the pixilated character and more on his thoughts, he watched the character beaten down into a bloody mess, and the words 'Game Over' burned into the screen. Logan folded his head into his arms and quietly wept.

Luke was downstairs, a movie was on but the plot was completely lost, as he stared at the floor, a sullen look on his face, unsure exactly what to do, in a numb state of despair. The movie's ending credit fanfare snapped Luke up, and he sighed and got up to go prepare dinner. Logan upstairs had ditched the game, and lying on his bed staring at the ceiling, cheeks damp. Both of them knew the conversation would happen, it was more so when. And the worry of what the other would do.

Logan sat up, and sighed pulling on a shirt, walking downstairs. Luke glanced up as he entered the kitchen. "You cooked last night; I'll bring it out when it's ready." The lack of eye contact didn't help the situation and Logan nodded walking into the living room, fighting back tears, unaware that his brothers own eyes were misting as well, both felt a tinge, almost like a pull, as Logan walked away. Even after the scene upstairs they both felt the same feelings, unaware such a small misunderstanding was so huge.

Luke walked in with the food, some pasta with a breadstick on the side. The two ate in silence, the TV show the only noise in the room minus the clattering of forks. Once Logan had finished eating, he took his plate into the kitchen, but didn't return. Luke sighed low and put his face into his hands. He'd have to get over the feelings, but he didn't want to lose his brother. His fists patted onto the sofa and he got up, moving up the stairs. And opened the door. "Logan...I-"

Logan startled and looked up, his eyes were red and his cheeks freshly wet with new tears. Luke moved in and tears finally poured at the sight of his brother. "Why are you crying? I'm the one who fucked things up...We'll never be the same cause of me being such a fool, and thinking that our relationship wasn't already perfect..."

Logan gasped, quickly getting up, shaking his head and put his hands on his brother's shoulders and gently shook, till he looked up, shaking his head quickly pointing to himself and then his brother, tears running from his face as he communicated that it was his fault, for kissing him, and that if he had just let the feelings go, this wouldn't have happened.

Luke's eyes widened and he looked into Logan's eyes. "You...thought that I was the one upset earlier...." As he processed the body language "But I thought you were upset...and that I did something wrong...And you thought the same...So. You don't hate me..?" Logan shook his head and quickly tackled into Luke, who stumbled back onto his bed with Logan in his arms; tears were coming from both pairs of eyes again, as realization hit. Logan took his brothers hand gently and raised it to his chest, while moving his own hand against Luke's. Luke gave a sobbing chuckle as tears spilled down his cheeks and hugged Logan tight. "I love you too...I love you so much and I was so afraid that we'd been broken..."

The two shifted moving onto the bed so they weren't hanging off the edge, Luke's head was back to his pillow, as he tugged Logan in and did the next thing that felt right. Gently pulled the wolf's head in and pressed their lips together. The two hugged tightly with their chests together, each could feel the others heartbeat, gradually speeding up. Luke's hands gently traced down his brother's sides, caressing his hips causing shivers to ripple through the other wolf's body. Luke's warm tongue pressed against the other wolf's lips, which parted in acceptance, their tongues brushing together, tilting their heads to get deeper, softly breathing through their noses.

By the time the kiss broke, both wolves were breathing a bit heavier, and red in their faces, looking at each other. The heated kiss had stirred them both; their pants bulged, brushing against each other. Logan gave a soft noise as the tents grinded and looked down, gently rubbing one of his hands over his brother's bulge, a little gasp escaping the other wolf's lips. Luke caught Logan's gaze. "Do what you think feels right..." He said between slow pants. Logan's hand rubbed up and down the bulge, he could feel it getting harder beneath the fabric. He gave a look up as as Luke shifted uncomfortably, his member hitting the barrier of cloth.

Logan went red in the face and leaned down, taking in his brother's scent, kissing along the bulge to the zipper, and using his left hand, relieved him of his first layer, the underwear tenting nicely. Luke gave a little whine as careful lips move up the covered shaft, feeling fingers pull the material back and his cock hitting the air. Logan's warm tongue, running across the shaft to the tip. A low groan couldn't be held back as Luke felt warmth embrace his cock, the warm muscle inside sliding around his shaft. "Oh, Gods...Logan that feels..." The words drowned into a mumble.

Logan felt his brother's hips gently starting to move, enticing another moan when he stroked the knot at the base of the shaft. He finally, slowly pulled off the member, looking at his brother, with a heated but tender gaze. Luke gently tugged his brother up to him till Logan was straddling him.

"Get that shirt off, love..." He said in a quiet gentle tone, as he tugged the hem up with help of Logan raising his arms. Logan blushed at the new nickname, a more affectionate term than 'little brother.' He made a grunt, as the situation with his erection was made aware. Unlike Luke he was wearing a simple pair of pajama pants, pre staining the fabric, which easily slid off, freeing the member from its prison, he stroked, and teased the tip with his fingers, much to the enjoyment of Logan, who was breathing heavier, and looking more flushed, completely naked on top of Luke now. "Lean over and get the little clear bottle from my dresser..." Luke instructed.

Logan nodded and leaned over Luke to reach and grab it, who was met with the sight of the bare chest near his face; he placed a hand on the back of his brother's back, and gently pushed, to lean up to lap at the perked nips. Logan gave a surprised gasp of pleasure from above, as the little bud slid into his mouth, tongue playing against it. Luke continued his exploration, to the other little bud, testing his teeth on this one, rewarded with a similar noise. Pulling away, he gently tugged his brother's hips.

Logan leaned back with the bottle, body shaking in the pleasure and excitement. "Raise your rear and lay your head against my chest...I want to try something..." Logan obeyed the request, but first gently slid the shirt off his brother, who moved his arms to allow easier access. Logan laid his head against his brother's soft chest fur, bare rear up, tail raised slightly at the angle. He heard the cap of the bottle open, and a cold sensation hitting his entrance, he winced and bit at the tuft of chest fur, making little whimpers as he felt a finger enter him, then another spreading him loose.

Mouth agape at the new feeling Logan groaned softly; sure he had explored his own body. But this was someone else's fingers, Luke's fingers, slowly sliding in and out, spreading and closing. He breathed hot air against the wolf's chest, writhing and tensing in pleasure, as the fingering got deeper. He bit at the skin beneath the fur and made a noise.

The fingers slid out one at a time, and he groaned at the emptiness. Luke shifted and he felt himself tip, back touching the bed as he was now the one staring up, reaching up and wrapping his arms around his lover, tugging him close in a needy kiss. Both males shared a heavy breathed kiss, Luke spreading Logan's legs, and prodding at his entrance, it took a few blind tries, but Logan finally broke the kiss to give out a loud moan of pleasure, as the target was found, his arms tightening around the tensed male on top of him.

Thrusting came next. Luke looked down at the pleasure twisted face of his mate, as he moved his hips back and forth, his cock engulfed by the tight tunnel. A low growl rose in his throat and leaned in, kissing Logan's neck, biting at the nook, not too rough, but enough to get the message across; This is mine...

Logan's legs had wrapped around Luke's waist, his head tilted back from the dominant neck bite, sending a shiver through his body. Luke had moved one of his arms, and assisted the lonely cock, creating a passage with his fist, and letting the pre-slick member move through. Both males couldn't hold back the noises of affection, and heavy panting, Logan's claws gently ran down his brother's back, causing the other wolf to arch forward, and award the action with a deeper thrust.

Both males were on the edge, all it took was a few more quick thrusts, Logan winced as the thick knot spread him, and after a few more thrust, sunk in, releasing spurts of cum inside, followed by a short grunt by Luke, which changed to a low growl, his hand stroking Logan's cock, throbbing on the edge of release.

Logan tensed when the knot finally entered, and delivered a shaky moan, as he felt his member being milked. Warm cum hitting his chest. Both males relaxed some, as the knot slowly began to recede, and pulling out was safe. Shakily, Luke positioned them so they were lying on their side, looking at each other. Sharing a calm, passionate kiss in the afterglow.

Both males breathing had gotten less intense, and they held each other close, faces still flushed. Luke moved in and pressed his lips to Logan's forehead, pulling back and looking into his eyes. "I love you..."

Logan gave a smile and moved his hand to Luke's chest, and traced invisible letters against the fur, gently, and slowly, with all the time in the world. "I-l-o-v-e-y-o-u-t-o-o"

Luke smiled and pulled his mate close, sighing as his head rest on top of Logan's, who nestled against the nook of Luke's neck. Both males lying there peacefully, drifting into sleep.