*****

Remy woke but didn't open his eyes. He lay tucked into
Logan's side with his head on the older man's chest
content to just enjoy the slow, rhythmic rise and fall
of it. He sighed and the arms that surrounded him
tightened. It was too wonderful to believe, too
unbelievable to be true... Logan was still holding
him. This was a dream it had to be. Nothing this
amazing ever happened to him! He never got to have the
happy endings, but here he was warm and happy, really
content and happy, for the first time in as long as
he could remember. He lifted his hand and almost
hesitantly let his fingers explore the thick, dark
curls on Logan's chest. Remy opened his eyes but still
didn't move except to play with the surprisingly soft
hair. Logan's breathing changed signaling that the man
would wake soon and Remy let his hand rest, locking
his eyes on the fluttering lids of his lover.

Logan was awake but didn't open his eyes. He could
feel the weight of his boy tucked close to his side
and cool fingers running softly over his chest playing
with his hair. Remy didn't have a lot of hair; just
soft skin that went on and on... the kid was a work of
art. He felt the body beside him shift and opened his
eyes to find glowing red staring back at him. "
Mornin' darlin."

Remy nuzzled against his throat and felt the older man
shiver, " G'mornin y' self."

"Ummmm kid, you keep that up and we're gonna be late
to the team meeting Cyke's got planned." His mind was
in the right place but his body said, fuck th'
meetin'! Damn, it had been a long time since he'd felt
this good.

Remy moved away from the Canadian as if he was hit by
a jolt of electricity, "Sorry."

Logan sighed, the kid was as skittish as a colt, "
It's not a problem kid, it's just that-"

Before he could finish the sentence Scott pounded on
the door " Logan! I know you're in there! Get down to
the meeting now... and bring the Cajun with you."

Logan threw a book at the door and Remy turned a deep
shade of red, " He knows!"

Logan silently cursed Cyclops; he'd been trying for
over a month now to convince the Cajun to sleep in his
room, just sleep! He wanted the kid from the moment he
first saw him, at times the need to possess him turned
into a terrible ache, but Remy was... shy? Timid? No,
the truth was that he was afraid. Logan could smell
the fear every time he tried to do more than kiss him.
Someone had hurt him bad, taken all the joy out of
making love. Remy only knew "fuck" and "pain" and
"control", but that was so far from what he wanted to
do with the kid!

Remy already had his clothes on and was sitting on the
chair by the desk pulling on his boots, " We better
hurry, Cyke sounded-"

Logan hopped out of bed and pulled him to his feet,
" Come on darlin', relax. We've been through this; I
want you here in my room you know that. Didn't y' like
sleepin' here with me?" He ran his thick fingers
through the silk that was Remy's hair and felt the
tension slowly drain from the taller man.

" Oui, was nice. Y'so warm..."

Logan slowly wrapped an arm around the boy, he learned
early on that he had to move slowly around him, " And
we decided that we didn't care if the rest of 'em
found out."

" Oui Cher, but..."

Logan's brow rose, " but what... Let me guess, you
aren't good enough for me? Or how 'bout they'll hate
me if they know I'm with you... I don't give a rat's
ass what they think! I care about ya kiddo, I wanna
get t' know ya better; take this to the next level. I
think we have the real thing here, don't you? Have ya
changed yer mind about me?"

Logan knew he wasn't playing fair, but the thought of
losing the kid now because of Cyke and his lousy
timing was unbearable. Remy looked into his eyes and
he was almost bowled over by the intense gaze, " Non,
haven' changed m' mind, feel th' chemistry too,
but..."

Logan could smell fear and pulled the kid close, " I'm
NOT gonna hurt ya darlin'. I'm NOT gonna throw y'
away." He felt shivers run through the long body in
his arms and knew he hit it in one try. " Come on,
let’s get to this meeting before Cyke comes back and
blasts the door."

*****

Right before the team meeting was over Scott ALWAYS
stood up and asked if there was anything anyone wanted
to add. He'd done it at EVERY meeting any of them
could remember, but no one ever had anything to add
because Scott was on top of EVERYTHING that went on in
the mansion. NOTHING ever got past him. So when Logan
stood up everyone's brows rose with him, " I got
somethin' I wanna add," He slowly reached out and
placed his hand on the young Cajun's shoulder, " Me
an' the kid have been together as a couple now for a
little over a month." He sat back down and tipped his
lover's chin up,there was no way would he let the kid
feel ashamed of their relationship. " He's gonna be
sleepin' in my room from now on. Now, I don't give a
shit what any o' ya think, but if ya got a problem
with it ya take it up with me, understand?" He met
each of their surprised gazes in turn, then reached
down and took hold of the boy's hand, " You'll have t'
wait a few days though 'cause we're goin' on a trip
an' won't be back fer a while." With that he pulled
the stunned, younger man to his feet and led him back
to their room.

As soon as he closed the door Logan sat Remy down,
" I know a guy with a cabin. Two phone calls and it'll
be ours for as long as we want it." Logan looked so
pleased with himself. This was the answer to the
problem! Get the kid away from this place and
somewhere where they could feel free to talk and
hopefully get to know each other a lot better.

Remy was shocked at first,a cabin? Well, he'd stayed
at a cabin while on a heist once. The hot tub on the
screened porch was nice and maybe Logan was right,
maybe it was time to take this to the next level. Remy
gathered his courage and said in a quiet voice,
" Make those calls Cher, I wanna spend some quality
time with y'."

Logan barely refrained from cheering. Out in the
forest there would be no one to bother them. He could
prove to the timid younger man that touch was
wonderful when it was backed by love.

*****

" Here it is!" Logan pointed to what Remy assumed was
a tiny caretaker's shack.

" Here WHAT is Cher?" Remy was getting nervous,they
hiked for an hour to get here. Where was the cabin?
Where was the hot tub?

" The cabin! I know it's a little small but we don't
need much room."

Logan had a huge smile plastered on his face and Remy
swallowed hard, " Ummm, Logan? There's no room for a
bed in that...cabin. Where we gonna sleep? "

"There's no reason to sleep inside unless the weather
changes. Just think...a campfire, fresh fish from the
lake, fresh mountain air and no neighbors for miles.
The cabin's mostly for holdin' our stuff so the bears
don't get into it while we're fishin' and stuff."

" Bears?"

Logan chuckled, " don't worry your pretty head over it
darlin', they won't be a problem."

His dreamy expression would have made the Cajun's
heart speed up any other time, but the secluded cabin
wasn't exactly what Remy was expecting. " Um, Cher...
w-where's th'-"

" Come on kid, live a little! This is how it's
supposed to be. Man, surviving in nature the best he
can. It'll be good for ya!" He was on some kind of
fresh air high, that had to be it. Remy stood frozen
to his spot as his lover pushed open the door and
stepped back out of the path of a raccoon.

Remy took a deep breath and squared his shoulders,
this was heaven to his new lover so he was determined
to make the best of it. " I'm guessin' there's no
plumbin' in there so if y' could point m' t' the
...o-outhouse...?"

Logan walked back to the young man and wrapped an arm
around his shoulders, there was a deer path barely
visible in the tall grass and Logan led his somewhat
reluctant lover into the dense forest. " Pick one."

Okay...I CAN DO THIS...IT'S FOR LOGAN... Remy looked
at the tall trees that seemed to go on for a thousand
miles in every direction and swallowed hard, " Uh,
that one?" His hand was shaking as he pointed out a
thick old fir tree as their designated bathroom.

" GOOD CHOICE! I knew y'd be great at this." Logan
kissed him loudly then followed the path back to the
cabin, " Watch what kind o' leaves y' grab," he
chuckled from a few hundred feet away.

Remy looked to the sky, sighed, and unzipped his
jeans.
" Can' be no worse than goin' in an alley."

*****
The fire popped and Remy unconsciously moved closer to
Logan. The Canadian put an arm around him and pulled a
piece of fish away from the fire, " It's done, wanna
bite?"

Remy nodded and took the piece of fish from Logan's
fingers. He sucked them as he pulled away and he felt
a low rumble in his lover's chest. Remy never said he
was anything but a city boy. He spent his whole life
up until now surrounded by buildings and people. This
quiet was a little unnerving.

"It's okay darlin, I'm here." Logan looked over at the
young man; he was staring off into the dense forest.
" Yer hearin' an owl. Probably out lookin' fer food
fer it's young." A branch snapped somewhere behind
them and the Cajun tensed again, " That's a deer. The
wolf won't bother us either, it don't want any
trouble."

Remy leaned into Logan for warmth and, he hated to
admit it, protection. This was nothing like the city.
He could deal with the dangers of the city streets.
Long years of life experience made him top of the food
chain there. You had to be smart and fast on the
street. You could use your brain and out think the
scum on the streets. Out here in the wilderness
everything was very basic, eat or be eaten was the
only rule.

Logan could sense the unease in the kid; maybe this
wasn't the best idea. He didn't want to scare the boy.

"Kiddo, how 'bout we lay down and get some rest, we
gotta get up early if we wanna catch anything to eat
in the mornin'."

Remy nodded, that would be good. He would go to sleep
in Logan's arms; nothing could hurt him there. " That
sounds good. Y'll keep th' critters away?"

Logan added some wood to the fire and pulled the Cajun
close, " Yup, you’re safe."

Remy moved over against Logan and noticed for the
first time the starlit sky. " Can' see th' sky in th'
city, they look almos' close 'nough t' touch." He
lifted his hand up to prove to himself they weren't. "
It's beau, like black velvet covered in diamonds."

Logan only had eyes for his boy, now THAT was beauty.
He couldn't wait a moment longer, the sight of the
boy, bathed in moonlight, was too intoxicating to
ignore. He leaned in and kissed him gently, running
his hand slowly down his arm. Remy tensed, only for a
moment, then relaxed and accepted the kiss. " Remy? I
want to make you feel good. Do you trust me? Can I
show you that love doesn't have t' hurt? "

Remy looked into the older man's eyes and saw that he
was sincere, but how was he supposed to explain to the
man that he couldn't feel good? It was a fatal mistake
to believe that another person could care for him. As
soon as he did that he left himself open for endless
heartache. He made that mistake once before, when he
was a small boy, he believed the lies of an older man.
He wouldn't survive if it happened again so he never
let anyone close enough to touch him after that. "
Don' wanna hurt like that no more." His voice was a
shaky whisper, the visions were back and he shivered
as he felt the hands holding him down.

Logan could smell that memories were swallowing the
kid. He could see that even though he knew he was with
Logan,it was somebody else touching him. " Tell me
what you see kid?"

Remy curled up into a tight ball beside the man. He
heard the familiar voice and used it to draw himself
back to the present. "It ain' y' problem Logan." He
would never escape that night...

" It's my problem now because I love ya kid and I
ain't gonna let you hurt like that. What did you just
see?" When Remy remained silent he repeated the
question hoping that Remy would understand that he
wasn't going to back down. "WHAT DID YOU SEE?"

" HE WAS ON TOP OF ME!," Remy cried out to the
darkness. "His breath was foul and he was s' heavy! I
couldn' stop him! It can' feel good, don' you see? It
can NEVER feel good! It's dirty and wrong for it to
feel good!"

Logan held his breath. He asked, but he never expected
the answer he got. Christ, no wonder the kid was
scared to be touched. "Remy?" He carefully reached out
toward the shaking boy's shoulder.

" I can' let you touch me Cher. 'Cause if I do, an' I
let m'self ...enjoy th' touch... I'll die inside."

Logan moved around in front of the boy and took his
tear streaked face in his hands, "God... no darlin',
that's where yer wrong," he wiped some tears then
waited until he caught Remy's gaze, " Y' aren't gonna
die... yer gonna be reborn." The look in the kid's
eyes broke his heart, had NO ONE ever tried to help
the kid deal with this?

Remy stared at the older man, he wanted to believe him
so badly, but could he trust Logan enough to prove it?

Logan could see the battle being played out in the
Cajun's mind through his expressive, exotic eyes. This
was probably the most important decision he had to
make so far in his young life.

He could almost pinpoint the moment Remy came to that
decision, " Show me."

It was a turning point, and Logan felt momentarily
humbled by the courage the young man showed. " You'll
never regret this darlin'. I'm gonna show you that you
can soar with those stars when you're touched with
love."

Neither man spoke as the old Canadian's touch took the
young Cajun to places he never dreamed of. His
fingers clawed at the blanket they were laying on as
Logan slowly removed his clothes and proceeded to show
him, as promised, how good it could be. Fingers and
lips and breath caressed his soft pale skin.
Sensations he'd never felt before washed over and
through his body. He lost all track of time, just
immersed himself in those glorious feelings. A soft
moan escaped his lips as he finally surrendered to his
lovers touch...

The kid tried to fight the gentle assault at first but
Logan continued undaunted. No one deserved to live
with such fear, and slowly, slowly, slowly the younger
man's resistance broke down.

He never, since that one horrible time, allowed
himself to feel anything beyond the first kiss, his
psyche still carried the scars from that time. This
time though, he finally allowed himself to relax under
the surprisingly gentle touch of the Wolverine. The
nightmare vision was still there, hidden just beyond
his minds eye, but he ignored it and just allowed
himself to feel... His body started responding
naturally to the attention and he felt the first stir
of apprehension, but warm lips barely touched his ear
and breathed soft words of reassurance and suddenly
the nightmare vision vanished. For the first time
since it happened all those years ago, the icy fingers
of fear were gone, replaced by a warm feeling that he
realized had to be love.

Remy took deep breaths and concentrated on the hands
and the lips and the breath. His body acted without
conscious thought and he found himself arching into
the touch, trying, without understanding why, to get
the hands and lips and breath to move lower...lower...
until he had to cry out when they finally touched him
THERE. He moaned long and low as a whole new sensation
engulfed him and he gasped out "what's happenin'" as
his first true, loving orgasm was teased from his
sweaty, twitching body.
" Dieu, Dieu, Dieu..." it took Remy long minutes to
recover and fully understand what Logan had just done
for him. He couldn't begin to find the words to speak
at that moment.

Logan's hard on strained in the jeans but he found for
the first time he didn't care if he had to wait to
find release. He smiled at Remy, his boy looked like
an Angel lying there trying to recover from his first
love touch.

Remy finally found the strength to turn his head and
look at the amazing man who just turned his whole
world upside down. Logan's smile was warm and sweet,
but his hands rubbed the thighs of his jeans and Remy
couldn't miss the bulge in the front or the wet spot
by the zipper. He felt liberated as he slowly rose to
his knees and reached a shaking hand to touch the
spot. Logan groaned and closed his eyes; he had to
stay in control! If he lost it now the boy would
probably never heal. He fought himself until he was
sure he was back in control then he opened his eyes.
There was still a healthy blush across the Cajun's
face and something in his eyes told Logan the boy was
about to take his first step as a man, " I could never
repay-" he held out his hand to stop Logan from
interrupting, " Y' gave me a gift. I want... I
wish..." he stopped and looked at his lap, " I ain'
ready t'...I don' know how..."

Logan shifted, " Don't worry darlin', I didn't expect
y' t' be ready fer that yet," he started to rise,
" I'll just-"

" Non! Stay please? I wanna... I wanna watch."

Logan's eyes grew, the kid wanted to watch him touch
himself. The thought was about the most erotic thing
he'd ever imagined. Until the younger man felt more
comfortable about his sexuality he figured he'd have
to settle for going off into the forest or the
bathroom.
" Are ya sure kid? I can go-"

" Non, wanna see y'."

Logan slowly leaned forward and caressed Remy's cheek
then he stood and stepped out of his jeans.

The Cajun froze and studied the muscular body in front
of him. He suddenly had an unexplainable urge to reach
out and touch the straining cock, but he didn't move,
he was comfortable just watching for now. " Show me
what feels good." It was a statement, a newly born man
wanting to learn all the secrets.

Logan moaned again, God, the kid would kill him with
words! He slowly got to his knees in front of the
younger man and let his hand run slowly down his body
until it reached his cock. He took his time, eyes
closed, really paying attention to the motions this
time. A slow stroke base to tip then back again, over
and over. He spread his knees wider so he could rub
his heavy balls. Stroke, rub, pull, stroke, rub, and
pull. He heard a quiet gasp and opened his eyes, the
kid, no, the man before him was mimicking his actions.
He was looking at himself as if he was just
discovering his body for the first time. Logan was
saddened when he realized that maybe he was. " Try
this." He let his thumb run over the tip of his cock,
spreading the drops of pre-cum over the tip and up the
dark shaft.

Remy watched a while then copied the action; his cock
was now fully awake. He closed his own eyes and
moaned, sinking into these wonderful new sensations.

Logan couldn't help but ask, " Remy, yer twenty-two
years old, haven't y' ever…"

Red on black eyes, full to spilling over with
embarrassment looked up at him while his hands
continued to move as if they had minds of their own,
" Non, never..."

" Y' had t' have erections before? What the hell did
ya do with 'em?" Logan was honestly curious about what
he'd done until now.

A blush crept over Remy's face to match the
embarrassment in his eyes, "Jus' waited f' it t' go
'way... thought it was bad, thought it meant I was
gonna be like...him."

" Oh darlin," his own hands stopped a moment as the
seriousness of that whispered statement sank in.
Fucking humanity! Chuck preached about saving them all
the time, but even lesser animals knew that sexual
urges were normal! So-called humanity stood by and
watched as this abused, confused child suffered and
felt dirty for the last sixteen years! No one bothered
to straighten him out? No one bothered to explain? No
more! He would not suffer another day!
" I'm gonna help ya Rem. I'm gonna show ya that the
feelings you've been afraid of are natural and good."

" What do I do?" His voice was low and breathy as he
stared down at his own body and Logan nearly came just
looking at him.

" You're body knows what t' do, just listen t' yer
body darlin." He was pumping hard now, in time with
the kid, " Th-that's it, just...just do what feels
right..." Logan couldn't hold on any longer, with a
guttural moan he finally found release.

" Logan! Logan!" Remy was right behind him, he watched
the hot, sticky fluid cover his hand then folded down
over himself and fought to control his ragged breaths.

Logan crawled to him as soon as he could and pulled
him into a tight embrace, " That was the most erotic
thing I have ever done."

Remy held on tight as his body shook, he had no idea!
He never imagined.... " Merci," he looked up at the
older man with something new shining in his eyes. Was
it confidence? Or maybe it was just the lack of fear.
"Will...will y' show me more?"

He was winding down now, exhausted by this wonderous
new part of their relationship and Logan kissed him
again before he added more wood and wrapped the thick
blanket around them by the campfire, " Oh darlin',
I'll show ya things that'll make tonight seem like
nothin'," he had to smile at the kid's huge eyes.

" T'morrow?"

Logan pulled him close to his side so he would feel
warm and safe. He kissed him deeply then smiled up at
the stars in the sky, " Tomorrow sounds just fine."

END

*Note* Please keep in mind that I'm female and that I
really have NO CLUE what Logan could teach Remy. If
anybody wants to add a chapter on their own or give me
suggestions I'd be happy to try to write the next day.
:)