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Grayson's POV:

Everytime I leave, I just end up coming back to him. His soft sandy blonde hair, those baby blue eyes, and gorgeous white smile; it was an alluring temptation that couldn't be resisted. It was like a drug, harmful to my health, puts me on a high that I couldn't get by. His love was ecstacy, creating these afflictions, because he was my addiction.

It was 12PM, Saturday Afternoon. I finished up packing the last of stuff at his house, putting it in the trunk of my car. Just hated that he cheated on me with Chris Collins.

"Well, I think that's everything", I looked around Logan's room, seeing if I had forgotten anything.

"You forgot one thing", Logan took off the skippy peanut butter shirt, handing it to me. That was the first shirt I bought him when we first got together. It was a birthday gift.

" Oh yeah, this old memory", I looked down at the shirt, smiling at all the flashback going through my head. Our first kiss, our first anniversary, and our first time. Man, those were some good times.

"It was always my favorite shirt to wear", Logan stretched and flexed his abs, which always turned me on. I shook my head to keep myself from being lured into temptation.

"Just Don't forget about me, " He traps me into a hug; wearing some chocolate axe spray. Once I smelled him, I felt my cock getting erected.

"I see you're getting hard.But my cock is harder", He roughly kisses me, rubbing my erected cock. He smirks at me, removing my pants and boxers, trying to create tentional lust. Once he got on his knee, started sucking on my cock, and damn near lost my mind.

"Lo-logan St-aah-stop", this felt so wrong, but his mouth felt so right. He just kept sucking, looking up with those pool blue eyes, giving me pleasure that I couldn't ignore. I knew he was going to pound my ass like a dirty whore.

He popped my throbbing cock from his mouth, only to push me down onto his bed, as he stood over me and dropped his shorts. My eyes widen once his long cock got inside me, proceeding into a deep rough thrusting motion, just pounding my ass like a boat traveling the ocean.

"Ohhh fuck yeah. Take this cock", Logan grunted and groaned while gripping my waist to slam into my ass repeatedly,energized like a bunny, just kept going and going without missing a beat.

I moaned louder with each deep slam he gave, closing my eyes with pleasure, feeling my stomach tense and tighten up. Just giving me pure ectacsy as I got closer and closer to my climax.

"Shit, I'm going to cum", He growled and as he slammed down the last few strokes. Just giving his all to leave my ass painfully sore, making me his bottom bitch once more, as he moans loudly and sprayed his warm seed inside of me.

As we laid beside each other, not saying a word, I got up and put on my clothes. I turned around to see a sleeping Logan in bed, gently kissed his forehead, and left the shirt with a note on the nightstand before I fled.

While driving away from his place, I felt a need to go back only to remember the reason why I left. His dirty thirsty ways were the cause of our break up, effecting our relationship on a sour note, and resulted in a goodbye fuck session.

Despite his dirty past, he was the best thing I ever had. He gave me the best year of my life. He will always be my first in everything, but certainly won't be the last. Too bad, we couldn't last longer. He decided to cheat, make me a fool, and made me realize that our love was never meant to be.

Although we weren't meant to be together, his love was dangerous enough to see. It was like a drug, harmful to my health, putting me on a high that I couldn't describe. His love was ectacsy, creating these afflictions, because he will my addiction.

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