Birthday Surprise

Birthday Surprise

by Sailor Optimal Optimus

 

 

 After a long day, the young teen came home to find it dark and empty. He called for his servants, but none came. Not even his own brother, which made him worry.

 He then noticed a letter next to three lit candles, giving light to the dining room. He picked it up, surprised that it was addressed to him. Opening it, he saw a small piece of paper and several rose petals within. The paper read:

 'Upstairs, your room.'

Not knowing of what to make of this, the teen decided to go to his room, taking a small candle with him to light his way. He noticed that the stairs and the hallway leading to his room were covered in rose petals, and another letter on the top of the stairs waiting for him.

 'Your brother went out, staying at a friend's house. The other servants went home for the evening.'

 Getting very suspicious, the teen sat his briefcase down and slowly made his way to his room, snuffing out the candle in case of attack. Quietly, he opened his door.

 He saw him there, all dressed up within and instantly sent blood rushing through his veins. The room itself was decorated with black and red silk, red rose petals covered the floor and top of the bed, which was draped with black silk that shimmered blue in the candlelight.

 He also eyed his lover, dressed in black leather that left nothing to the imagination, wrists chained to a collar around the teen's neck. In the envelope the teen had, which held the letter about his brother, he noticed there was a key for the collar.

 Getting on all fours, the guest crawled to the foot of the bed, curling a finger at the gawking teen. Wasting no time, the teen took the invitation, as well as the key, and pounced on the teen on his bed.

 Clothes were thrown aside, lips were met, hands roaming every inch of skin. The collar was dropped on the side of the bed, both teens completely nude now.

 The taller of the two sucked on his partner's neck, receiving a gasp from him. Smirking, he went lower, playing with one rosy perk nipple in one hand, his mouth on the other.

 The smaller of the two cried out, hands sliding into the teen's hair and slightly pulling. He began to grind his hips on the other, the friction delicious to both and causing waves of moans to echo throughout the room.

 Just as both thought they would explode with pleasure, the smaller pulled away, getting a questioning look from his soon-to-be-lover. Before the question was asked, a bottle of scented oil was placed in his hands and the smaller teen laid back on the bed, spreading his legs for him.

 Wasting no time, he uncorked the bottle, the scent of sandlewood assaulting their noses, and spread the oil onto his fingers and rubbed the rose-pink entrance before slipping one finger in.

 The teen below him moanded, adjusting quickly to the intrusion before meeting the hand thrusts. A second finger was soon added and both brushed a bundle of nerves that had the smaller of the two crying out and seeing starbursts. A third was added, but the two could no longer wait, and the submissive told him so.

 Sparing a minute to cover his erection, the dominant slowly enter his partner, not wanting to hurt him, but the other had plans and, winding his legs around his partner's waist, pushed him in completely in quick thrust.

 The taller cried out, suddenly enveloped by tight heat, his control almost snapping. Slowly, he began to thrust, both soon finding a comfortable rhythm that they liked.

 Soon, both were going at a fast pace, feeling that cord within their stomachs tightening. The dominant grabbed his partner's neglected length, pumping it in time with their thrusts. The added pleasure tighten the cord quickly and after few thrusts and pumps, the cord snapped, the submissive screaming out his lover's name, as he sprayed forth a white fountain and covered his lover's hand and chest.

 The tight passage contracted and, with one last thrust, the dominant cried out his own release, filling his lover before collapsing upon him, both slowly coming down from their high.

 "Did ya like yer birthday present," the submissive grinned.

"Blissfully," was the answer, "Thank you Joey. I'll never forget this birthday."

 Joey grinned even more at the answer, as his lover rolled them so his head rested on his lover's chest.

 "Aishiteru Joey."

"Aishiteru Seto."

 

The End