There was a pause whilst Rowan thought about his answer. “No, I haven’t.”
“Is it something you’d be open to trying?” I asked.
“Tonight?”
I smiled. “Not necessarily. I can ease you into it. We can go as fast or slow as you’d like.”
“I take it you’ve done this before, then?” Rowan asked, avoiding fully answering my question.
“I have. Arguably, I’ve probably been the top more often than not. I like either, so it’s never really fazed me. How about I try a few things and you just tell me to stop if you’re not into it?”
Another long pause. “Yeah, alright.”
Before he had a chance to reconsider, I took my hand away and replaced it with my mouth. He tasted minty from the lube, and I wasted no time working his body, pushing the pleasure up a few notches.
Rowan shuddered and a low moan vibrated through his chest. “God, your mouth feels like it’s on fire now after that stuff,” he gasped.
“Good?” I asked, briefly pulling away before taking him back into my mouth.
“Fucking great,” Rowan groaned.
I pushed his thighs apart, gently slipping my lubricated fingers between the cheeks of his ass. He flinched but lifted his hips upwards a little to allow me better access. I didn’t rush, instead just trailed my fingertips teasingly up and down between his balls and his entrance. Another shiver ripped through him, and his cock pulsed eagerly in my mouth. I fought a smile, glad to know my touch wasn’t completely unwanted, at least.
“That feels really good,” he groaned. I noticed he almost sounded surprised. I sucked him more determinedly, ramping up his desire before gently circling his asshole. I massaged against the ring of tight muscle, gradually applying more and more pressure. When Rowan didn’t resist, I gently slid my finger inside him.
“Max,”a desperate moan drew my attention. I glanced up, the sight before me sent a bolt of hot arousal shooting through my body.
Rowan still had his blindfold on and his hands on the back of the sofa, but now they were balled into tight fists. His chest heaved, glistening with a sheen of sweat in the dim light and his cheeks were flushed that delicious pink colour I couldn’t get enough of. He was close, this wasn’t going to take much.
I carefully angled my fingers just right, knowing exactly what I was looking for. Rowan’s hips jerked and his thighs began to shake as I worked him with my mouth on the outside, and my finger inside.
“Fuck… fuck. Fuck!”
He was going to cum. I watched Rowan’s brow furrow and his mouth fall open as his whole body tensed around me. Using my unoccupied hand, I assisted my mouth, running it up and down in tandem with my head bobbing.
Rowan made a noise like I’d never heard from him before as he came, cock jerking against my tongue. I slowed my motions, swallowing down his cum and lazily milking the last few waves of pleasure from him. His body continued to shake, even after I eventually pulled my mouth away and my digit free.
“Holy fuck, Max,” he gasped, chest heaving. “Fuck, I love you.”
“That good, hm?” I replied with a smile, peppering soft kisses up his thighs.
“I’ve never cum so hard in my life.” He laughed. “Happy fucking birthday to me.”
At that I snorted, laughing along with him. He ripped off his blindfold and I joined him back on the sofa. Rowan grabbed my head and tugged me into an almost vicious kiss. I opened to him immediately, my body buzzing with arousal.
After kissing for a long moment, Rowan broke away and turned to inspect the bag. “What else is in here?”
“Hey, it’syourpresent. It’s not for me to use,” I argued, heart thumping.
“Well, if it’s mine then surely I get to use it how I like?” Rowan countered with a grin. He took my hand and placed a beginner’s butt plug in my palm. “Why don’t you show me how you use that whilst I catch my breath?”
“You fucking perv,” I muttered with a wry smile. “Let’s at least go to the bedroom then.”
“Deal, though I’m not sure my legs are working.”
I helped Rowan up from the sofa. I wasn’t sure who was most surprised that his legs held, and we gathered together the box of Amazon goodies, heading into my bedroom.
I tugged my shirt off, then my jeans. I was so turned on, it was almost painful, and I clambered eagerly up onto my bed, plug still in hand.
