***Alex's Point of View***
September rolled around, meaning my birthday month is here...
"Give it here." I ordered Ben.
"No. I'm paying." He responded.
"It's my turn." I stared him down.
"Fine." He sighed, handing over the bill.
"I mean, most normal people would let their boyfriend pay for their birthday dinner." He snarked.
"But I'm not normal, we both know that." I smirked.
"Ha. Ha. So funny." He rolled his eyes. "Guess I'll just have to buy you another birthday gift."
"Don't you dare." I laughed. I leaned in, ready to tease him. "I have a better idea. Why don't we dine and dash?" I suggested, not actually ever intending to. "I know how much of a rule-follower you are, why don't you break one for a change?" I grinned. "I know you wanna..." I egged him.
"No!" He laughed. "You're insane! No..." he trailed off, thinking about it.
"Why don't you use the bathroom before we head back?" I asked. "I know you said you have to. I'll meet you outside." I winked at him.
"I do..." he smiled, then got up and headed to the bathroom.
The waiter came back and I payed the bill, then headed outside to wait for him.
"Hey, ready?" I asked when he walked outside.
"Yeah. Did you...?" He trailed off nervously.
I leaned in closer to him. "Run." I said, taking his hand and running down the quiet seat with him following.
We both laughed as we ran. Reaching a corner, we stopped. "I can't believe we did that! I feel so guilty! I feel like I need to find that waiter's address and mail him a huge envelope of cash! Maybe we should go back!" He started rumbling.
I guess the only way to calm him down is to kiss him, so I pulled him close and pressed my lips to his. "Don't do that, he'll be fine."
"Really?"
"I mean, I already paid the bill, plus a very generous tip."
"Seriously! Don't lie to me!" He said. I pulled out the receipt and showed him. "You rat!" He shoved me.
"Maybe, but admit it, you loved the adrenaline rush."
"It was fun. But I'm glad we didn't actually dine and dash." We crossed the street, heading back to his place.
I wrapped my arm around him, keeping him close. "Same here. You're very cute when you're a criminal." I kissed his head, then whispered in his ear. "And probably even hotter in handcuffs."
"It is your birthday... you get what you want tonight..."
Back at his place, we closed the front door to the outside world and I pinned him to it, stopping off his sweater.
I kissed his lips passionately as he unbuttoned my dress shirt. I grabbed his thighs, telling him to jump up into my arms. He jumped up, wrapping his legs and arms around me. I pushed him back into the door, kissing his lips, then his jaw, then his neck.
"Upstairs." He breathed. I held him up by his ass, carrying him up the stairs as I kissed him.
Then I had an idea. I stopped in the middle of the staircase and carefully set him down. "Stay here. I'll be right back." I told a confused and eager Ben.
I grabbed a towel and two pairs of handcuffs, specifically for sex, not my real ones, and returned to the beautiful, dark wooden staircase.
"What are you doing?" He laughed when I came back.
"Handcuffing you to this staircase, of course." I laughed. "Get naked, bitch." I said in a sassy tone.
"You're insane." He rolled his eyes and pulled off the rest of his clothes, tossing them down a few steps. I slid the towel underneath his butt so he'll be comfortable.
Since there's only one railing, the other side having a wall, I locked both of his wrists up to two separate wooden posts on the same side. Thanks to the great width, there's plenty of room for him to be on a slant comfortably.
"You think I'm insane? Well, I think you're kinda crazy!" I laughed. "But the good kind, baby." I leaned down over him, softly kissing his lips.
"Weird how you're still in clothes..." he bit his lower lip, basically begging me to get naked.
I stripped out of the rest of my clothes, then got right down to what I wanted. I took my man's beautiful penis between my lips, ready to worship him.
"Mmm, yes." He moaned, his legs spreading wide for me.
I didn't want him to cum just yet, so I worked him for a little while, edging him a little. When I felt him start to throb a little more, I backed off.
"You want me to fuck you?" I teased him, crawly between his legs so my cock rubbed against his.
"I want you to do anything you want to me, baby." His eyes dared me. I kissed him hard before guiding my cock into his hole.
These past few months his hole stayed just as tight as the first time, but he's gotten a lot better at adjusting to me.
