Birthday Present

I lay there, panting, as (y/n) tossed his finger-condom. I pointed weakly to some towels I had brought out for the occasion. Dazed, I watched as (y/n) wiped off his face and hands, then wiped off my genitals, stomach, and butt. I patted the bed next to me. “C’mere.”

(y/n) laid next to me on the bed. “It’s ok if you’re tired and you need to sleep, dude. I was just joking around. I’m not sober enough to drive home though.”

I smiled. “Well, I wasn’t joking! I just need a few minutes. Jules is staying over at a friend’s place tonight.” I looked at his lips, swollen from maintaining the seal on my cock while he had sucked me off. My eyes drifted down his graceful neck, with its well-defined adam’s apple, to his clavicle. (y/n) was kind of like a sculpture. “I’m not letting you out of my sight until I make you feel good too.” I went to kiss him, but he pulled away.

“Andy, you already have. And you don’t have to kiss me, you might not like it. I mean, um...” He blushed, embarrassed again. Oh, right, because he had just given me a blowjob. I rolled my eyes.

“Oh please!” I went to kiss (y/n) again, and though he didn’t pull away, he didn’t kiss me back, he kept his mouth closed. As if I hadn’t kissed women after they’d swallowed my load? I kept kissing his bee-stung lips, but (y/n) still resisted me.

I rolled on top of him, gripping his pretty, narrow face in both of my hands. “You open your mouth for me, dammit, let me in!” (y/n) clearly was surprised, his eyes widened as he looked up at me. I felt him gripping my ass as he pulled an impish grin and shook his head, eyes glimmering.

I wasn’t about to be bested. I lowered my lips to (y/n)’s ear. “You’ll open your mouth for me, right now, or I will roll over and go to bed.” I went back to hovering over him, eyebrows raised expectantly.

(y/n) gave me an insolent look and cracked his mouth open. I almost missed the flicker of heat in the undertone of his gaze. I smiled appreciatively. “That’s better.” I pulled his mouth open wider with one hand and spat into it before crushing my lips, hard, against his, sweeping my tongue between his teeth. (y/n) moaned into my mouth and writhed a little underneath me. I could definitely taste myself, mixed with (y/n)’s saliva, but I was plenty familiar with the flavor, it didn’t bother me.

I ran a hand along (y/n)’s side, appreciating his body. It was firm and toned, he was warm underneath me. Women were softer, and I liked that too, but I found I enjoyed the way I could feel (y/n)’s muscles moving underneath his skin so easily as well. I could tell (y/n) liked my butt by the way he was kneading it, it felt good.

It seemed I was getting ready to go again sooner than anticipated. I felt the head of my cock poking into (y/n)’s abdomen as it started to stiffen. I took one of (y/n)’s hands and placed it on my dick as I pulled away from our kiss. “Get me hard so I can fuck you.”

(y/n) smirked at me as he wrapped his long fingers around my shaft and started pumping me. He blushed a little as he spoke, “you’ve got a really nice cock, Andy.” I watched (y/n) jerk me off, then took him in hand as well, eliciting a grunt of pleasure. “I like how thick it is.” He stiffened further in my hand, which turned me on even more. Fuck, I was ready.

Notes

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