In a few days, Blaze convinced Logan to give up his motel room and stay with him. They fell into a pattern that worked for them, spending as much time as possible together. Blaze would give lessons at the shooting range, while Logan worked on his sketches or practiced in the ranges with Blaze. His long gun shooting improved to the point where Blaze declared him a rifleman, the first step to becoming a sharpshooter.
They spent their nights exploring each other’s s****l tastes, and Logan even let Blaze try anal beading on him. It took a lot of trust to let Blaze insert the beads, but the heightened sensations and o****m they caused was powerful and deep. The process had so aroused Blaze, he hadn’t even needed to touch himself to explode when Logan had climaxed like a spouting park geyser.
