“And I love to be touched.”
He removes his hands, pulls off his pale green polo shirt, and tosses it onto the couch with my clothes.
My fingers trace along his new tattoo of the Joker playing card. I’m still in awe that he got that for me. He hates needles, and he got a tattoo just for me, to show his love and acceptance that we belong together. I can’t wait to get mine.
I step back and hold out my hand to him, palm up. He rests his hand there, and I take a bow. “Shall we dance, my prince?”
There’s no eye rolling or quip. Seth slides his body next to mine, his bare skin warm and comforting against mine.
He rests his head on my shoulder as I wrap my arm around him and press my hand against his smooth back. We sway in a circle to the music, a slow dance filled with love. And I do. I love holding him, dancing with him, fucking him…
My hand rises along his back to his head, where I finger his silky hair.
“I love you,” I whisper.
I swear, I can feel him smile against my shoulder. “I love you, too. So much.”
I especially love that we can tell each other these things without a lot of fanfare. We’re simply expressing feelings and accepting them as if we’ve always felt this way.
We dance like that for the entire song, and when it’s over, Seth turns off the music app on his phone and holds out his hand for me to take. When I grab it, he pulls me against him again. “Time for birthday sex.”
“Now we’re talkin’!”
Without taking his eyes off me, he slowly lowers to his knees. His fingers reach for the button and zipper of my jeans and open them. He pulls them down with myunderwear right below my ass, and my hard dick pops free. Seth on his knees, ready to worship my cock, is always a turn-on.
Seth’s blue eyes darken when he fists my length and curls his tongue around the head, his hot breath ghosting the sensitive skin. My hands instantly reach for his hair, and I gently tug on it.
He opens his mouth, tongue hanging out, so I rest my cock on it and ease inside, pushing deeper until his hand stills my stomach. “Yeah, take me deep, babe. Can you take more?”
He blinks his eyes, and he hums a ‘yes,’ so I push deeper until the head hits the back of his throat. Seth gags around me and breathes through his nose to take me even more. A tear slides down his face from his watering eyes.
“You’re stunning, baby,” I whisper.
I place my hands on either side of his head and slowly pump into his mouth. His hands let go of my cock and move around to my ass. His fingers dig into my flesh and pry apart my cheeks enough to slide his fingers inside the crease to play with my hole.
It also shows his level of trust, allowing me to control my cock without his hands guarding and protecting himself from choking. I also trust him to pop off if it’s too much.
My body shudders from the stimulation, and my skin is covered in goosebumps. I have to breathe through the growing pressure to slow myself down. There’s no way I’m going to blow and miss out on birthday sex.
“My preppy little tiger is hot as fuck. Look at your stretched mouth… damn.”
He furrows his brow and huffs through his nose, making me chuckle. “Okay, maybe not so little.”
His eyes glisten with pleasure as he nods once.
I’m trying not to get too lost in his mouth and fantastic tongue, but Seth doesn’t make it easy. Of course, he takes the opportunity to suck me harder, hollowing out his cheeks and bobbing his head faster. I can’t take it any longer, so I ease my cock out. “That’s enough out of you. Are you trying to keep me from being in your ass? Did you forget to prep?” I ask, winking.
“As if I’d forget. I’m not going to miss the opportunity of you being inside me. Not for a minute. But youcanhave a blow job and sex, you know. You’re allowed to have both.”
I reach for his pits and help him to stand. He wipes his swollen lips with the back of his hand.
I gently pinch his chin and give him a quick peck on his mouth. “I’m forty, babe. The days of coming twice in a row are long gone.”
Seth wraps his arms around my neck, tilts his head, and grins. “We have all night alone. There’s time.”
“And I’m not a patient man. You really should know this by now.”
“Well, it’s your birthday.”
