Today is September 16, and today is a magical day. Today is Bou-kun's birthday. The day was to be filled with events all planned by Bou. He had stayed up through most of the night making a list of details of how his special day would go. On each one of their birthdays each member of the band would be treated like royalty by the others to make sure that their birthdays were to its fullest. During the night Bou drove to each of their houses placing a pink envelope in the mail box instructing them of their duties for the day.
That morning Miku went to the mailbox in his pajama pants knowing full well that a note would be there for him. Opening the lid he reached in pulling out a powder pink envelope. Grinning he tore it open reading his requests. The note read, "Miku, today you will wear the panda shirt I bought you, your plaid pants, white hoodie, with your white boots. Make sure to fix your hair just the way I like it. You will come to my home at exactly nine am. You will come up the stairs and remove your clothes before entering my room (make sure to fold them neatly so they do not wrinkle.) I think you know what to do after that." A winking face was placed at the end of that note.
"So this year I'm the first of the day." Tucking the note and envelope under his arm he headed back to his home to be able to prepare for his events for the others to live up to. His ego was high as he was confident in his abilities to make the birthday boy squirm under his touch. It's not like he hasn't done that before, this thought made Miku smirk as he searched through his full closet for the clothes Bou requested.
Teruki turned over on his couch to face the cushion. The night before he had fallen asleep watching a movie and failed to awaken to move his body to the bed. Grumbling his arms stretched above his matted hair as he began to tense up his muscles. A pain shot through Teruki's lower back making him whine before letting his body go limp into the deep cushions.
Forcing himself to sit up Teruki stood up stretching his extremities once again trying to ease the tense muscles out. The thought of Bou's birthday rushed to his brain making his senses instantly alert. Quickly his feet padded across the coarse carpet to the front door. Slipping on his house shoes he unlocked the three locks bolted to the door to then walk down the long corridor of condos that eventually would lead him to the collection of mailboxes.
Taking the key out from the pocket in the jeans he had fallen asleep in Teruki reached up to the box that read '26' shimmying the key into the broken lock. After shaking the key so hard it probably would've knocked the whole structure down the metal door swung open. This act never got old. The same frustrations filled him as he pulled the stack of mail out of the metal cave. "If only the building supervisor would fucking fix these mailboxes." The grumpy young man said sifting through the pile of mail until a pink envelope greeted his awaiting fingers.
Breaking the seal Teruki pulled out the note as he closed his metal mailbox lid. He began to whisper the note underneath his breath so no one else could hear him. "Teruki, this year I am asking you to wear your nice white v-neck shirt, black leather vest, you're ripped pair of jeans, along with the boots I bought for you two years ago. You will give me my special present after we attend my favorite restaurant for lunch. I will have the van drop us off at your house. I expect you to be prepared as usual."
"I'm not first this year I guess." Teruki grinned ear to ear as he stuffed the note back into its envelope. The second in line present giver needed to make sure his condo was properly cleaned and decorated to Bou's desires. Quickening his pace Teruki went back to his home to begin his tidying. There was much ahead that Teruki needed to prepare for before their lunch at noon.
Kanon awoke with a smile as he remembered the date. "Happy birthday Bou." He whispered to himself as if his friend could hear him from such a distance away. Kicking the covers off from the heated legs of his he greeted the coolness of the air letting it wrap around his body. 'I should go check the mail for his letter.' Kanon thought to himself looking to the clock. 9:43 am. Usually he was never awake this early and always greeted the idea of more sleep but his mind was excited for the events Bou planned for him.
Stumbling through his apartment he unlocked the front door to wriggle his arm through the small amount of space he had allowed open. Fumbling with the lid of the mailbox he flipped it up and dove his hand in and grasped onto the single envelope inside. Jerking his arm back inside he slammed the door shut trying to recover from the small amount of sunlight he had experienced.
Tearing the envelope open a dust of glitter sprayed across his chest and arms falling gently to the floor. "Damnit." Murmuring Kanon tried to dust off the shinning specs but failed to do so. Having not put his contacts in yet he pushed his glasses farther up his nose and began to read the note out loud. "Kanon, today you get the best privilege of all. First though, I want you to wear the following outfit because I think it looks the best on you. Those black pants with the grey paint on them, the blue wife beater with the stripes, your grey overstretched hoodie and poof your hair up because I want it to be matted down when I am done with you. Be sure to pack an overnight bag because you will be staying at my home tonight."
"Oh this year is going to be fun." Kanon commented still attempting to dispose of the glitter. Placing the note and envelope on the counter the frustrated man pulled his shirt over his head making sure to turn it inside out to keep the glitter inside. Walking across his apartment he went to the small balcony where Kanon flipped the shirt back to the correct side. Hanging over the edge of the banister he shook the shirt violently hoping this would dispose of the sparkles. Watching the shimmering cloud waft through the air he grinned before hanging the shirt up on the small clothes line he had made.
Miku arrived at Bou's house; he had decided to walk because of the short distance and had a small bag of gifts he had bought for the birthday boy. Going to the front door her reached for the handle and turned it, it was unlocked. Grinning the singer let himself in and removed his shoes at the door so he would not treed dirt on the milky white carpet. Setting the gifts down by the door Miku sank his feet into the soft carpet before walking quietly up the stairs. His hands slid across the smooth wood of the banister as he continued forward.
Going to the first room on the right he began to strip of his clothes like Bou had requested. Removing his hoodie he made sure to fold it neatly, along with his panda shirt, and pants. Adjusting to the cold the red head removed his bright pink boxers tossing them on top of the pile. Taking a few deep breathes his hands gripped around the door handle turning it slowly letting the door creak open.
Before the door was even open fully a ridiculed voice spoke, "You're late." Bou-san did not sound too happy. When Miku finally had the door opened to its fullest his eyes set upon a fully nude Bou laying on his stomach across the bed. His round ass curved up as he inched closer to the edge of the bed. "My watch said it was nine. I'm sorry." Miku slightly moved forward but decided against it because he was not instructed by Bou to do so. "Well my clock says 9:06 so therefore you are late." A slim finger pointed in Miku's direction to inform him of the wrong he had done.
"Come here." The blond one demanded with his eyes locked on Miku's body. Miku nodded striding forward stopping at the edge of the bed in front of Bou. A small hand trailed across Miku's stomach traveling downward. The anticipation made the singer shake as the fingers grazed gently across his skin stopping just above his crotch. Miku grunted wanting nothing more than to feel Bou's hand grip around his length. Just the thought of it made Miku's body react making him become half hard which earned him a gentle smile from the birthday boy.
Bou's hand removed itself from Miku's fiery flesh. Miku growled as he held back his urges to pin the guitarist down and violate him in so many ways. "Lay down." Bou was in a demanding mood as he scooted over to allow room for his band mate to gently lie down on the bed. His eyes gazed down at Miku's erection as it pulsed, arching away from his body.
Miku waited for Bou to inch his body down towards Miku's aching member to perform his usual tasks but Bou did not do this. Bou crawled closer to his face placing a soft kiss upon Miku's lips leaving them tingling. Those once wandering fingers entangled themselves in the thick hair on Miku's head tugging harshly in the opposite direction. Miku's lips curled into a snarl as the sensation enticed him.
Though there was a surprise for Miku.
Miku's shoulders were pinned against the bed as Bou had spread his legs across the others chest. "What the-" He could not finish his sentence because of the harsh tugging of his hair. Bou grinned as his hand grazed across his own hard on. "I was thinking we could switch things up." His tip seeped out pre cum as he continued the slow movements of his hand. The singer went to speak but he was cut off once again. "It' my birthday Miku, you have to listen to me." Bou moved his pelvis forward gripping his hand tighter into Miku's hair pulling his mouth closer to his erection but Miku refused turning his head to the side.
Frustrated Bou breathed deeply before speaking. "You must have not heard me Miku." He tugged roughly while grazing his tip against Miku's un-wanting lips. "I want you to be the bitch for once. You arrived late and I believe that is a good reason for my decision." Birthday boys' other hand reached up and cupped the side of Miku's face as he tried his act once again. "Open." He demanded prying his prey's mouth open with his fingers. Miku did not like this change and distasted the idea of being the bottom. Bou had always been the submissive one and changing this now does not sit well with the now forced uke.
Miku gave in and opened his mouth only enough to fit Bou's prodding extremity. Bou's hand still gripped around his length even as he guided his hips forward. Miku's eyes shut tightly as he tried to get used to this new feeling. It was uncomfortable and felt mixed around, he didn't expect to be in this position. "I didn't say you could act inexperienced Miku." A hand caressed Miku's cheek softly pretending to have some sort of sympathy for the vocalist.
Bou removed his member from Miku's mouth while looking deeply into his eyes with need. "Do to me what you beg me to do to you while curled up in your bed at night." There was a hint of kindness to Bou's words as he tried to convince the younger one. Sighing Miku gave in understanding that he might have been greedy in the past and this merely is a way of making up for it. "Ok Bou-san." He whispered hesitantly pushing Bou's hand away and grasping onto the erection before him giving it a few light strokes.
From the sudden contact the guitarist let a loud moan jump from his throat. Less reluctant now Miku let his lips wrap tightly around Bou's member letting his tongue roll over the tip and along the underside. Shuddering pleasure swept through Bou as his eye lids clasped tightly together. Slowly Miku began to bob his head along the other's length trying to fulfill the birthday boys' wishes. "Good boy." Bou hissed placing his hands on the sides of Miku's profile to guide himself fully into the warmth.
Miku proceeded to lick the tip before sucking his way down as far as he could go; his cheeks hollowed inward making his cheek bones appear more prominent. "Relax your throat." Bou coached pushing his head down so that his cock was surrounded by that precious mouth. The body before him reacted by gagging slightly around the length causing a delicious vibration to engulf his desires. Groaning Bou pushed farther in before Miku's hands pushed the guitarists' hips away trying to regain his breath.
The younger band mate felt the glare of un-satisfaction from his lover. It made him uneasy and frightened. It's not like Bou could physically hurt him but that stare can burn into your flesh in seconds. It was of pure evil. "I'm sorry." He encircled his shaky hand around the base of Bou's twitching erection and began to pump slowly. Opening his mouth he exposed his tongue before gliding it up the guitarist hard on tapping the tip against his flattened tongue. Bucking his pelvis forward Bou wanted Miku to just engulf his length once again.
"Enough." Hands pushed Miku back against the mountain of pillows behind him. Quickly Bou slinked down Miku's body sliding between his legs, hooking them around his hips loosely. "I like this change." Bou whispered into Miku's ear before trailing the tip of his tongue along the curve. Miku shuddered wishing he didn't respond that way to the manipulation. "Come on Miku. I know you like it." Rolling his hips forward pressing their hardened members together he got a slight moan from his partner.
Inclining his head down he kissed the side of Miku's neck and then down to his chest where he paused at the vocalist nipple to give it its own special attention. First he flicked it with his tongue then bit roughly on the bud making Miku arch his back. Staring up at his pet Bou watched as Miku squirmed under his touch. It has always been the other way around and Bou was fully enjoying this change. Chuckling Bou reached up to run his hands through Miku's softened hair, linking his fingers in the silky strands.
"Ready Miku-san?" The older one asked in a not so nice way. His breath heaved over the others neck making the body underneath quiver with uncertain anticipation. "Do I have a choice?" Miku laughed softly turning his head to the side letting his eyes flutter close for a second. Hands left Miku's silky hair to travel to his palms to grasp them tightly. "Nope." Bou stated grinning from ear to ear as he let a small squeaky laugh be heard. That laugh made Miku calm slightly, but he still couldn't shake the thought of what was to come.
Leaning over his prey Bou grabbed a hold of the tube of lubricant that he had already gotten out before Miku's arrival. Once Miku had not been by his bedside at 9 am sharp Bou had begun to plan his punishment in his devilish peppered brain. "I'm being nice by using this." He commented snapping the top off. "Thank you for taking my pain into consideration." Miku sarcastically retorted before Bou's eyes glared into his, the noise echoing through the room. "I can easily not use this Miku. Do you want to rethink your words?" Quickly Miku apologized not wanting more pain to be afflicted to his body than what was to come.
Turning the tube over Bou squeezed gently on the plastic till a decent amount of glistening liquid coated his finger tips. "As punishment." Bou began as he let the liquid on his fingers come into contact with his heated arousal, moving them languidly along his length and around the tip. "I'm not going to prep you." He chuckled with a large Cheshire grin on his face that dappled at his innocence that was always portrayed. Miku whimpered in disproval, he always treated the guitarist with respect and always prepared his entrance. This just wasn't fair.
The look Bou gave Miku was as if to remind him of the date. It was Bou's birthday and everything Bou requested couldn't be questioned. "Damnit." Miku muttered softly as if Bou had actually spoke. "Come on Miku. It's not going to be that bad." He aligned himself with Miku's unprepared heated entrance that had never been touched this way before. Not responding Miku shut his eyes turning his head to the side avoiding Bou's dominating stare. He can swallow your soul whole if you look directly into those beautiful dark eyes.
Pre-cum mixed with lubricant coated Bou's member as he pressed it against Miku's unwilling entrance. Miku swallowed opening his eyes to watch Bou's every movement almost as if it was happening in slow motion. Bou gently jerked his hips forward forcing the tip of his cock inside the heat he craved. It was searing pains that Miku experienced making him yelp in pain as his eyes began to water slightly. Pausing Bou stayed where he was for a moment before moving himself farther in not giving poor Miku much time to adjust. Pulling back out the guitarist groaned liking this new change that he had demanded from his friend.
A small yelp was forced from the angelic singer when Bou thrust back into him with a more intense force than before. Moaning out loud Bou gripped onto Miku's thighs tighter pulling them closer to him as Miku clenched around him. His fingers dug into the skin possibly bruising it with the force he exerted. The hips before him arched upward off the mattress and Bou growled in such a manly way that went against the entire front Bou portrayed. Miku felt his prostate being rubbed and it sent so many sensations throughout his body that his mind went blank while his mouth opened enough to let whimpers roll out.
"Hm, you like it now." Bou commented from Miku's choice of actions, Miku stayed quiet though not finding the ability to speak. How he moved his hips slightly to meet Bou's thrust, his eyes rolled back before closing as Bou entered him again. How he let his mouth hang open, eyes shut, hands grasping at the sheets gasping for more without words. "Am I your first Miku-kun? To take your precious virginity?" Whispering Bou slid his still slightly lubricated hand across Miku's hardened arousal, trailing his middle finger up the length and across the tip in one swift motion. Miku went to respond but could only rasp out a, "nh." As the once overpowering pain, was subsided with overwhelming new pleasure.
Bou repeated his gesture except with more force as he jerked his pelvis forward. "Tell me." He demanded from the one beneath him. Miku's throat swelled as he fisted the sheets below him, his back scraping against the baby pink sheets. "Yes!" Miku cried out lifting his hips up off the mattress again desperate to feel more of this wonderful new pleasure, his face cringed. Picking up his pace the music of skin hitting precious flushed skin vibrated through the room, but still not being able to muffle Miku's moans and whimpers.
Gripping onto his own thighs Miku spread his legs farther grunting out, "Oh God, Bou." This only made Bou thrust deeper into the vocal uke, which moved his hips feverously to match the desired rhythm they had created. The angle allowed the thrusts to get deeper while Miku clawed at his own thighs trying to keep them in this position, to keep the pleasure the same, to keep it consistent. Leaning down Bou let his lips brush against Miku's trying to capture the intensity of the moment in a single kiss. Nipping at his bottom lip the vocalist groaned deeply in his throat as his chest heaved in despair. Bou swallowed his moans eating them up like candy before licking behind the vocalist's ear as his eyes closed, eyelashes brushing Miku's skin.
Shuddering the guitarist held back, feeling himself becoming close to his peak. The ride would be over soon and he just couldn't let that appear through the fog this quickly. From the sounds Miku was emitting he sounded close himself. Moving faster Bou penetrated the other shallower making Miku cry out with every deep movement, his lips curling into one of those unedited smiles. It was not forced and Bou couldn't look at him this way. The thrusts became more desperate and Miku's head began to spin as his eyes clasped together tightly. His body began to warm up as he felt waves on intensity flash through his veins. It was becoming too much with each thrust Bou delivered to him.
"Oh God Bou, I'm gonna cum." Miku's thrashed his head to the side as he whined out his upcoming actions. His hand reached down and grasped onto his own cock and began to stroke himself hard in a quickened fashion trying to rush to his orgasm, body writhing about. Bou arched his back while snapping his hips forward driving himself into the clenched hole before him. Screaming out pleases of pleasure Miku felt a warm heat inside of him as Bou released shuddering all throughout his body gently whispering out Miku's name in gentle breaths against his chest.
Pushing forward Bou rode out his orgasm pushing the last bit from his shaking body. Miku continued the jerking of his hands clenching his hole tightly around Bou's softening member making it almost unbearable for the birthday boy to hold back a soft moan. Eyes closing even tighter than before Miku felt his balls tighten as he felt the first wave of an orgasm, with open arms embracing the crash. Warm fluid covered his hand, stomach, thighs, and Bou's lower abdominal area and Miku began to groan as his muscles continued to tighten and release form the orgasm.
Letting his legs fall lax around Bou's hip Miku breathed heavily removing his hand from his twitching member that still continued to seep steadily onto his abdomen. Bou pulled out from Miku's warmth and stayed knelt over him gasping for air with beads of sweat matting down his fringed bangs. "You forgot to say happy birthday to me." He stuttered trying to calm his nerves. Miku left one of his hands sprawled across his chest while the other reached to stroke the side of Bou's face. "Happy birthday Bou-kun."
Gentle smiles were exchanged as Bou gave Miku his special look. The look that he always emitted after having sex with the singer. His eyes were hooded, glossy, as they sparkled against the light. "Let's get you cleaned up." Lightly Bou left a kiss on the bridge of Miku's nose before rolling off the side of the bed. Miku stared at Bou's glowing skin wanting to touch its beauty again. Standing, Bou stretched before walking to the bathroom to then retrieve a towel for Miku to clean up the mess he had created on his toned stomach.