Hey hey wake up baby!
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday my dearest, beautiful, wonderful, stupendous and amazing Benjamin,
And Lindsay loves you, too!
Okay the rest of this will go under the ol' cutting knife now--don’t want to offend the Benji and take the risk of making him feel DIRTY by reading about me and Ben having SEX (again, yup again, with my Ben as a partner can you blame me for wanting it as much as possible?)--this isn't for you anyway.
Ben opened one eye and looked at me. "Now I know why you never got anywhere as a singer. That was awful. And corny."
"Hey at least it was heartfelt." I grinned, sat cross-legged on the bed beside Ben. He stretched, pulling the blankets up a little on his bare chest. I had clothes on--he, of course, did not. Just like I like him. *laughs* Not that we'd done anything the night before--no, after we stumbled up to our garage apartment, pretty much ripped our skanky clothes off and collapsed in a heap on our bed, too full, exhausted, and yeah a little bit drunk to do anything but grope half-heartedly at each other and then we fell asleep.
Planned to make up for that this morning. But first-- Ben had closed his eyes again. I looked at the clock--nine already! I got on my hands and knees and got as close to his face as I could get by straddling him.
"Ben," I said, settling down on his chest then kissed his nose.
He did not move, did not close his eyes. "Go away, Linds. Don't you have to work or something?"
"Nope. Not today, Karl gave me off today because it's your birthday. It's already nine o'clock. We need to get going if we're going to take advantage."
He opened his eyes then. "Huh?"
I smiled, then reached for the brightly colored coupon packet beside his bed. I waved it at him. "Don't you remember?"
He furrowed his brow. "Remember what?"
"Got all these fun things planned to do today for your birthday, thought we'd go...first..." I drifted off as I saw the, how can I describe it? Disappointed look on Ben's face. "What's wrong?"
"Can't all that wait until next week?" He ran his hands up my thighs where I'd settled on his hips. He slid his hands up my shirt, then used it to tug me forward. I mmphed as his mouth found mine--as he knew it would, my body responded to his kiss and I realized our dicks had managed to find each other and decided to play let's see who can get harder faster. Ben deepened the kiss and I groaned, grinding my dick into his, his hands steadying me. Finally I broke away.
"Not fair," I whispered.
He smiled again. "My birthday. I can do what I want. Right?" He waved the pack of coupons at me then, and I began to doubt my earlier enthusiasm over some of the coupons I'd come up with for Ben to redeem--out of me. It'd been a silly birthday gift I guess but he'd laughed at least when he got it--even when Dare snatched it and said hey, can I borrow some of these? "NO!" I'd yelled, then whispered to him "but I can email you the templates so you can make some for you and Daniel!"
I looked at the pack, and at his grin. "Uh sure--" He took it from me then, and flipped through all the coupons which I'd spent hours painstakingly putting together (with klgrem's help, thank you Linda!), passing by the hot oil massage, the personal bathings, the uh, well I'd better not say what some of those others were for. Especially the ones that involved...other paraphernalia. *blush* That's between me and Ben--when he redeems them. Finally though he stopped at one of the red paper ones. I swallowed. Felt a warm rush run over me when he tore it out and handed it to me.
"This is what I want to do today." He looked at me. "This is ALL I want to do today."
I took the red piece of paper, and read it--Coupon entitles Benjamin Carey to one full day of Linds McKay in bed. I looked at him, stuttered, "Y-you you w-want to redeem this? Like today? Are you sure? It's gorgeous out, perfect for heading down to the Marina...and going...parasailing." My words trailed off again as he looked at me expectantly.
"Take your clothes off, Linds." Then, he added, "Slowly."
I gulped. "Now?" I said.
"Now."
I stood, turned my back to him suddenly a little shy, a shudder running up and down my spine as I heard him get out of bed. He stood behind me, warm and naked (just like I like him), sliding his hands up under my shirt and sliding the shirt off. Then he took his thumbs and slid them in the waistband of my warm ups. I couldn't fight my reaction, didn't want to, leaned my head back against his, groaned as his lips and then his teeth found my neck--he nipped me in the neck, just enough to make me gasp as his thumbs pulled my pants down around my hips. He chuckled in my ear as my heart raced and my breath raced, and he tickled my stomach, tickling toward my groin and making me moan. My dick throbbed at being ignored and oh yeah it was definitely at full attention as Ben's searching fingers finally found it.
"Good boy," he whispered as he slid my pants down. I kicked them off as he stood back up and drew me back to him. I stretched back into him, gasping as he suddenly wrapped his hands around my cock just as he started to suck on my neck, hard , strong pulls on both.
My heart pounded, excitement about exploded in me. Yes!. I couldn't help it, little moans escaped me from the pleasure-pain he caused. He pulled away from my neck and quickly turned me around so our lips met and so did our dicks, his hands slid down my sides and sank into my backside. His kisses were hard, demanding, possessive, and I submitted to them, whimpering as he suddenly pulled away, stood back a foot or so from me and watched me as I shivered and moaned and did not dare reach for him. He smiled.
"Good boy, Lindsay. Get on the bed. Face down."
I paused for a moment--he waited to see if I could handle that, what was to come. I admit it a quick sliver of fear raced through me but it didn't last long. I trust Ben. He knows I like hard sex but knows not to scare me, too. I'd come a long way since trying to get over the bastard that was my ex--and I was glad. I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes and waited, not knowing what he would do. It didn't take long to find out as I heard the flip top of lube open and then shut again, then felt his breath on my neck as his fingers found their mark. He didn't start out with one--no, pulling me into position so that my butt was in the air he circled my opening and with a hoarse cry, plunged his fingers into me as he kissed and stroked my back. I cried out from the shock of his intrusion but he soothed me, kissing my back, murmuring softly to me and spreading my legs wider. I felt on display, almost humiliated (but this was Ben, so I wasn't) as he sought and found my prostate and mercilessly tormented me. I thrashed on the bed but he held me firm, then when I thought I couldn't take it anymore he pulled out his fingers and before I could scarce breathe, I felt his cock breach my opening.
I cried out as he plunged into me.
"Easy, Linds," he whispered. But I couldn't take it, the pleasure was killing me as he assaulted my senses using his mouth on my neck, his hand on my cock and his own cock deep inside me. I arched back, writhing, shamelessly pushing against him, bucking against him, begging him to take me harder. He knew of course what I wanted and did so, holding me by the hips , then, making me nearly screech he pulled himself up onto his knees and me with him. My head fell back on his shoulder--full, I was so full from him and I clenched him tight, afraid he'd fall out. He gasped at that, a small laugh escaping him.
"Linds, look," he whispered and I looked, my chest heaving, at the mirror on our dresser. At us, how we knelt together on the bed, one of his arms holding me up, his other hand on my hip, steadying me before moving to my cock. I could barely look at myself, near overwhelmed by what he was doing to me, stroking my cock as I thrust into his hand and he in turn thrust into me.
"Keep looking," he whispered and I watched myself as Ben slowly fucked me, I watched as his hands did their magic and I watched as I arched back, crying out his name as I came, falling onto the bed with him on top of me. His weight nearly crushing me but I didn't care. I felt his dick swell even harder inside me as he rutted inside me--I stuffed the blanket in my mouth, biting it to keep from screaming but it did no good. With another hard plunge, his hands sinking into my hips he surged into me one last time.
Hot warmth inside me, warm skin against mine, his breath warm against my back as he slowly came down, warm warm warm, kissing my back, soothing me, soothing himself. He felt so huge inside me and I let him pull me onto our sides where he cradled me, still inside me, stroking my hip in lazy circles as our breathing slowly calmed. A shudder ran through me and he kissed my shoulder blade, then pulled the blanket back over us. I couldn't move, didn't want to, knew that by his staying inside me he fully intended to take me again, grow hard inside me and then come again, and I didn't care how raw it left me, I wanted him to. Vaguely I wondered how many times two guys could have sex in one day. I yawned, exhaustion pulling at me. So much we could do today, I'd had the day all planned out for him, for his birthday, even had another surprise for him downstairs along with the two helmets that went along with it. But instead it looked like that would have to wait, that we were going to spend the day in bed.
I didn't mind one bit.
"Happy birthday, Ben," I whispered to him, groaning softly as he slowly began to grow inside me, move inside me, stroke me, love me, take me once again.
Linds
Happy birthday to you,
Happy birthday my dearest, beautiful, wonderful, stupendous and amazing Benjamin,
And Lindsay loves you, too!
Okay the rest of this will go under the ol' cutting knife now--don’t want to offend the Benji and take the risk of making him feel DIRTY by reading about me and Ben having SEX (again, yup again, with my Ben as a partner can you blame me for wanting it as much as possible?)--this isn't for you anyway.
Ben opened one eye and looked at me. "Now I know why you never got anywhere as a singer. That was awful. And corny."
"Hey at least it was heartfelt." I grinned, sat cross-legged on the bed beside Ben. He stretched, pulling the blankets up a little on his bare chest. I had clothes on--he, of course, did not. Just like I like him. *laughs* Not that we'd done anything the night before--no, after we stumbled up to our garage apartment, pretty much ripped our skanky clothes off and collapsed in a heap on our bed, too full, exhausted, and yeah a little bit drunk to do anything but grope half-heartedly at each other and then we fell asleep.
Planned to make up for that this morning. But first-- Ben had closed his eyes again. I looked at the clock--nine already! I got on my hands and knees and got as close to his face as I could get by straddling him.
"Ben," I said, settling down on his chest then kissed his nose.
He did not move, did not close his eyes. "Go away, Linds. Don't you have to work or something?"
"Nope. Not today, Karl gave me off today because it's your birthday. It's already nine o'clock. We need to get going if we're going to take advantage."
He opened his eyes then. "Huh?"
I smiled, then reached for the brightly colored coupon packet beside his bed. I waved it at him. "Don't you remember?"
He furrowed his brow. "Remember what?"
"Got all these fun things planned to do today for your birthday, thought we'd go...first..." I drifted off as I saw the, how can I describe it? Disappointed look on Ben's face. "What's wrong?"
"Can't all that wait until next week?" He ran his hands up my thighs where I'd settled on his hips. He slid his hands up my shirt, then used it to tug me forward. I mmphed as his mouth found mine--as he knew it would, my body responded to his kiss and I realized our dicks had managed to find each other and decided to play let's see who can get harder faster. Ben deepened the kiss and I groaned, grinding my dick into his, his hands steadying me. Finally I broke away.
"Not fair," I whispered.
He smiled again. "My birthday. I can do what I want. Right?" He waved the pack of coupons at me then, and I began to doubt my earlier enthusiasm over some of the coupons I'd come up with for Ben to redeem--out of me. It'd been a silly birthday gift I guess but he'd laughed at least when he got it--even when Dare snatched it and said hey, can I borrow some of these? "NO!" I'd yelled, then whispered to him "but I can email you the templates so you can make some for you and Daniel!"
I looked at the pack, and at his grin. "Uh sure--" He took it from me then, and flipped through all the coupons which I'd spent hours painstakingly putting together (with klgrem's help, thank you Linda!), passing by the hot oil massage, the personal bathings, the uh, well I'd better not say what some of those others were for. Especially the ones that involved...other paraphernalia. *blush* That's between me and Ben--when he redeems them. Finally though he stopped at one of the red paper ones. I swallowed. Felt a warm rush run over me when he tore it out and handed it to me.
"This is what I want to do today." He looked at me. "This is ALL I want to do today."
I took the red piece of paper, and read it--Coupon entitles Benjamin Carey to one full day of Linds McKay in bed. I looked at him, stuttered, "Y-you you w-want to redeem this? Like today? Are you sure? It's gorgeous out, perfect for heading down to the Marina...and going...parasailing." My words trailed off again as he looked at me expectantly.
"Take your clothes off, Linds." Then, he added, "Slowly."
I gulped. "Now?" I said.
"Now."
I stood, turned my back to him suddenly a little shy, a shudder running up and down my spine as I heard him get out of bed. He stood behind me, warm and naked (just like I like him), sliding his hands up under my shirt and sliding the shirt off. Then he took his thumbs and slid them in the waistband of my warm ups. I couldn't fight my reaction, didn't want to, leaned my head back against his, groaned as his lips and then his teeth found my neck--he nipped me in the neck, just enough to make me gasp as his thumbs pulled my pants down around my hips. He chuckled in my ear as my heart raced and my breath raced, and he tickled my stomach, tickling toward my groin and making me moan. My dick throbbed at being ignored and oh yeah it was definitely at full attention as Ben's searching fingers finally found it.
"Good boy," he whispered as he slid my pants down. I kicked them off as he stood back up and drew me back to him. I stretched back into him, gasping as he suddenly wrapped his hands around my cock just as he started to suck on my neck, hard , strong pulls on both.
My heart pounded, excitement about exploded in me. Yes!. I couldn't help it, little moans escaped me from the pleasure-pain he caused. He pulled away from my neck and quickly turned me around so our lips met and so did our dicks, his hands slid down my sides and sank into my backside. His kisses were hard, demanding, possessive, and I submitted to them, whimpering as he suddenly pulled away, stood back a foot or so from me and watched me as I shivered and moaned and did not dare reach for him. He smiled.
"Good boy, Lindsay. Get on the bed. Face down."
I paused for a moment--he waited to see if I could handle that, what was to come. I admit it a quick sliver of fear raced through me but it didn't last long. I trust Ben. He knows I like hard sex but knows not to scare me, too. I'd come a long way since trying to get over the bastard that was my ex--and I was glad. I lay down on the bed and closed my eyes and waited, not knowing what he would do. It didn't take long to find out as I heard the flip top of lube open and then shut again, then felt his breath on my neck as his fingers found their mark. He didn't start out with one--no, pulling me into position so that my butt was in the air he circled my opening and with a hoarse cry, plunged his fingers into me as he kissed and stroked my back. I cried out from the shock of his intrusion but he soothed me, kissing my back, murmuring softly to me and spreading my legs wider. I felt on display, almost humiliated (but this was Ben, so I wasn't) as he sought and found my prostate and mercilessly tormented me. I thrashed on the bed but he held me firm, then when I thought I couldn't take it anymore he pulled out his fingers and before I could scarce breathe, I felt his cock breach my opening.
I cried out as he plunged into me.
"Easy, Linds," he whispered. But I couldn't take it, the pleasure was killing me as he assaulted my senses using his mouth on my neck, his hand on my cock and his own cock deep inside me. I arched back, writhing, shamelessly pushing against him, bucking against him, begging him to take me harder. He knew of course what I wanted and did so, holding me by the hips , then, making me nearly screech he pulled himself up onto his knees and me with him. My head fell back on his shoulder--full, I was so full from him and I clenched him tight, afraid he'd fall out. He gasped at that, a small laugh escaping him.
"Linds, look," he whispered and I looked, my chest heaving, at the mirror on our dresser. At us, how we knelt together on the bed, one of his arms holding me up, his other hand on my hip, steadying me before moving to my cock. I could barely look at myself, near overwhelmed by what he was doing to me, stroking my cock as I thrust into his hand and he in turn thrust into me.
"Keep looking," he whispered and I watched myself as Ben slowly fucked me, I watched as his hands did their magic and I watched as I arched back, crying out his name as I came, falling onto the bed with him on top of me. His weight nearly crushing me but I didn't care. I felt his dick swell even harder inside me as he rutted inside me--I stuffed the blanket in my mouth, biting it to keep from screaming but it did no good. With another hard plunge, his hands sinking into my hips he surged into me one last time.
Hot warmth inside me, warm skin against mine, his breath warm against my back as he slowly came down, warm warm warm, kissing my back, soothing me, soothing himself. He felt so huge inside me and I let him pull me onto our sides where he cradled me, still inside me, stroking my hip in lazy circles as our breathing slowly calmed. A shudder ran through me and he kissed my shoulder blade, then pulled the blanket back over us. I couldn't move, didn't want to, knew that by his staying inside me he fully intended to take me again, grow hard inside me and then come again, and I didn't care how raw it left me, I wanted him to. Vaguely I wondered how many times two guys could have sex in one day. I yawned, exhaustion pulling at me. So much we could do today, I'd had the day all planned out for him, for his birthday, even had another surprise for him downstairs along with the two helmets that went along with it. But instead it looked like that would have to wait, that we were going to spend the day in bed.
I didn't mind one bit.
"Happy birthday, Ben," I whispered to him, groaning softly as he slowly began to grow inside me, move inside me, stroke me, love me, take me once again.
Linds