Alex Hart walked into the bathroom where his husband Leo was trimming his beard. He slipped his arms around Leo’s waist and gazed at his reflection in the mirror. “Tell me you’re not contemplating getting rid of the grey.”
Leo stilled. “What makes you think I’m even considering such a thing?”
Alex chuckled. “I have eyes. Last night when that advert came on TV for stuff to get rid of grey, I saw your reaction. You were trying not to make it obvious, but I still noticed.” He raised his hand to Leo’s jaw and stroked the neat beard peppered with grey. “In case you aren’t aware, I like this. I think it makes you look distinguished.”
Leo sighed. “I’m only forty-five. You don’t think it makes me look… old?”
Alex locked gazes with him. “Old, no. Sexy? Fuck, yeah.”
Leo turned around slowly, abandoning the shaver. “See, you can say that, Mr Soon-to-be-Thirty. That’s still young. Forty-five is… almost fifty.”
Alex looped his arms around Leo’s neck. “A forty-five-year-old who can make me come three times in one night is not old in anyone’s book.” Leo smiled, and Alex laughed. “That was you in our bed last night? The one whose dick was trying to fuck me into the mattress?” And just like that, part of his anatomy stood up and took notice. Literally. “Leo,” he whispered. “We’ve got time before I have to go to work.” The thought of morning sex made him even harder.
Leo chuckled. “No, we don’t. I have an early meeting at the club with Thomas, and you have a design meeting. And when you get home this evening, there is something we need to discuss. Namely, your birthday.”
“What about it?” Alex didn’t remove his arms. “We’ve already talked about this.”
Leo gave a patient sigh. “Thirty is a milestone. We should celebrate it with a party. Heaven knows it’s been ages since we had one.”
Alex pulled free of him. “I don’t want a party. I just want a nice, quiet evening with you at home. No fuss.” It wasn’t exactly the truth, but Leo didn’t need to know that.
Leo gazed at him in obvious surprise. “You don’t want to be with Peter, Scott, Ben, Dorian, JJ, and all those adoring subs who think you walk on water?” His lips twitched.
“Now you’re exaggerating.” Except there was a grain of truth to it. Recently, they’d had a new influx of club members, and some of the submissives had latched onto him as someone to come to when they had questions or concerns. It was really rather sweet. But the idea of celebrating with his friends… That sounded wonderful.
Alex stiffened his resolve. Leo had enough on his plate, without having to organize a party. The club was going through a growth period, and he and Thomas were pretty busy.
Then Leo pulled him close, and Alex gazed into his blue eyes. “You forget,” Leo said quietly. “I know you, Alex Hart. I know how much you love being with your friends. And I also know what you’re doing.”
“I don’t know what you mean.” His pulse quickened.
“The day I am too busy with the club to have time enough to put together a party for my husband, is the day I will walk away from the club for good.”
Alex stared at him. “You don’t mean that.”
Leo smiled. “Oh yes I do. That club is important to me, but nowhere near as important as you are. Your happiness and wellbeing come first. Okay?”
Alex sighed. “Okay. But I’d still love a quiet evening with you. Just the two of us.”
Leo kissed the tip of his nose. “Then we’ll do that. Although…” His eyes gleamed. “I’m not so sure it will be quiet. Not with what I have in mind.”
Alex caught his breath. “And what’s that?”
Leo grinned. “If I told you, that would spoil the surprise.” His eyes sparkled. “But I’ll give you a hint.” He fingered the collar that always encircled Alex’s neck.
That was all Alex needed to know.
“In that case, I look forward to my birthday… Sir.”
Whatever Alex had expected, this certainly wasn’t it. He’d anticipated a new toy, or maybe a flogger. What he got was Leo tying his hands above his head to the head of the bed, spreading his legs wide and securing them with rope around his thighs, and finally a blindfold.
It was enough to send his heart racing.
“Okay, you’ve got my attention,” he quipped.
Leo chuckled. “I’ve been thinking about this for a while. Something we’ve never done.”
“And what is that, exactly? Surely you can tell me now.” The suspense was driving him crazy. Then he shivered as a cool liquid hit the head of his dick. When Leo closed his hand around Alex’s cock, Alex let out a sigh. This was familiar territory.
Leo slowly worked his hand up and down Alex’s shaft. “You’ve never been milked, have you, boy?”
Now Leo really had his attention.
“Usually you’re trying to stop me from coming,” he joked. Then something was slipped over his dick and down to his balls. Something tight.
“Oh, you’re not going to come just yet. Not until I’ve had a little fun with you.” Leo held Alex’s balls tightly, and Alex shuddered as a light tap landed on the taut sac. Another shuddered coursed through him as Leo did it again. Twice more and Alex let out a whimper. Thankfully, Leo stopped, and a slick hand stoked the length of Alex’s cock, his fingers skating over the already stiff shaft.
Then Leo played with the head, sliding it through his fist, again and again, until Alex was writhing.
“You’re so hard,” Leo said quietly. “But by the time you’re ready to shoot, you’ll be the hardest you’ve ever been.” Lube trickled down his dick and over his balls, followed by Leo’s gentle hand, his touch light. Then Alex groaned as Leo tightened his grip, forcing his dick through the circle of his fingers, moving faster and faster until Alex was convinced he was about to come.
When the motion stopped, he breathed more easily.
Leo chuckled. “Breathe while you can.” Alex was about to respond with a witty remark, when Leo brushed his finger over his hole. “You like my fingers inside you, don’t you?”
“No – I love them.” Alex loved it when Leo played with his hole, reducing him to a quivering wreck by the time orgasm overtook him. He gasped as Leo penetrated him leisurely, then moaned when he stroked Alex’s prostate.
“Now, let’s see how long it takes you to hold off from coming.” Leo continued to rub inside him, while working Alex’s slick cock.
Alex shuddered, pulling on his wrist restraints, unable to keep still as Leo pushed him closer and closer to the edge. When Leo stilled his hands, Alex drew in deep breaths, readying himself for the next onslaught. All too soon, Leo cupped his balls, while recommencing that gentle slide of his hand up and down Alex’s shaft. Now and again, he gave Alex’s balls a light smack, and Alex couldn’t hold onto the moans that escaped his lips. Sometimes he held Alex’s cock steady around the base while he worked it faster and faster, until Alex was arching up off the bed, his legs shaking and his arms taut as he pulled at his restraints.
Then Leo’s finger penetrated him once more, and the continuous, unhurried stroking inside him, coupled with the continuous, slick manipulation of his cock pushed Alex beyond his endurance. He groaned as he came, and his moans multiplied when Leo used his come as lube, not ceasing his tortuous motion. “Don’t I get a chance to catch my breath?” Alex ground out.
“Nope.” Then Leo tickled the head of his dick with his fingertips, and Alex cursed him loudly. He rubbed over Alex’s slit again and again in a slow circle, until Alex was writhing once more. When Leo quickly slid a finger inside him and resumed his sensual massage, yet more come pulsed from his cock, only to be smeared down his shaft. Then it was just Leo’s finger in play, Alex’s dick lying against his belly, jerking as he continued to pulse out drop after drop, until he felt sure his balls had emptied completely. And still Leo didn’t stop, rubbing the flat of his palm over the head of Alex’s cock, the pad of his finger never stopping as it brushed over his prostate.
“Please, Sir!” Alex’s muscles aches, and his balls tingled. Leo stilled his finger, his hand gentle as he cupped Alex’s spent dick. Then Alex’s heart sang as warm lips brushed over his.
“Love you,” Leo whispered.
“Love you too.” Alex blinked as the blindfold was removed, Leo shading his eyes with his hand. Leo rubbed each wrist after removing the cuffs, then removed the ropes, rubbing the skin where they had lain. Leo eased Alex into a sitting position, his arms around his back as they kissed, Alex’s shivers dying away bit by bit.
When he was calm again, enjoying the sated sense of peace that always came after a scene, Alex chuckled. “Well, that’s one birthday present I am definitely going to remember. Now do I get my dinner?”
“Yes, once you’ve showered and got dressed.”
Alex arched his eyebrows. “I don’t get to eat naked on my birthday?”
Leo smirked. “Well, you might get some funny looks when we leave the flat.”
He frowned. “Are we eating out?”
“Sort of.”
Alex narrowed his gaze. “And what does that mean?”
“It means you need to look your best when we get to the club, where all your friends are waiting to wish you a happy birthday. So remember to look surprised.”
Alex froze. “You… you organized a party after all.”
“Of course. And before you tell me again that you didn’t want one. Remember what I said.” Leo kissed him on the lips. “I know you, Alex Hart. And you have a lot of friends who loved the idea of celebrating this special birthday with you.” Leo grinned. “Plus, Vic said if a certain brother of yours can keep out of the corner, they’ll be there too.”
He knew when to admit defeat, plus a chance to see Rob? “Okay. A party it is.”
Leo leaned in and kissed him again. “And when the party’s over, I’ll bring you home, take you to bed, and make love to you all night long.” He grinned. “Well, for a long as this old guy can keep going.”
“Haven’t you heard? You’re only as old as the man you feel. So that makes you thirty.” Then Alex chuckled. “Just don’t expect me to come. I think I’m done for the night.”
Leo’s last words as he got up to go to the bathroom and get the shower running made Alex smile. “Yeah right.”