Just a silly thing I wrote in between finishing chapter 3 of 'Dark side'. Please comment! Don't be lazy!
When Mike arrived at the hotel he expected more of his lover; a lot more. It was his birthday and Chris, his longtime lover seemed to have forgotten. He was on the run because Fozzy had a show tonight and he greeted him with a quick 'hi baby' and a kiss that he barely felt on the lips. Mike stayed with lips in a pout into the air, and opening his eyes saw him walking away from him.
That left him pretty upset during the show. Of course he loved hearing Chris sing, but fuck it was his birthday! Chris couldn't have forgotten! It was an important date after all. That hurt...
After two hours of show, Fozzy returned backstage. Mike only wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep to forget that day, but Chris called for him. Even against his will he went to meet him. He knocked on the door and Chris opened it, grinning.
"Hi baby! I missed you! We didn't have time to talk yet!"
"Yeah"
Chris led him inside and Mike sat down heavily on the worn couch. Chris started talking about the show, new fans, yadda yadda... He heard everything with half an ear, wanting to yell at Chris to shut upbecause it was hisbirthdayand he didn't want tohear himtalking abouthis damn hugeego...
"Mikey? You're listening to me?"
"Uh what? What is it?"
"What're you distracted about, nympho?"
"Uh nothing. What were you saying?" Mike shook his head focusing entirely on the man now. Chris smiled and repeated, "I asked you to go back to the hotel, look under our bed and open your present. I'd like you wait for me ready, wearing it."
What? Gift...? "B-but I thought-"
"Thought I'd forgotten? What the fuck Mikey-of course not!" Chris came over and knelt in front of him on the couch, "How would I forget my baby's birthday? I'd never do that"
Mike blushed, feeling a little guilty, "Oh. Is just that you barely spoke to me since I arrived, that's why"
"Tsk... I was too busy with the fucking show and making sure I hid your gift. Y'know, they delivered it only this morning and I wanted to leave everything perfect for our special night." Chris' eyebrows went up and down suggestively, making Mike gasp when the penny dropped.
"It's a kinky gift?"
Chris nodded, "Yeah. And is not 'a' gift; is more than one"
Mike's eyes widened and his hand went to cover his mouth, excited now, "What is it?"
"NoNoNo! It's a surprise! Go back to the hotel and find out..."
Mike immediately jumped off the couch and headed towards the door. Chris stopped him before he left, "I hope you're ready when I get back, Mikey. Because I'll not waste time in fucking that tight little ass soon I enter the room"
Mike gulped, eager and excited. "I'll be ready" And then he left. He arrived at the hotel in record time and rushed to grope under the bed until his hand touched a handbag. He pulled out the big thing and unzipped. What was inside made him choke; it was a complete kinky-kit Chris had bought. Everything he could imagine was there. Damn the man seemed to have bought the entire sex shop!
"Old kinky bastard!" He whispered fondly, only now seeing an envelope stuck on top of the bag. Mike took it and opened to read the note:
'Happy birthday sweetie!
No matter how old you are you'll always bedaddy'sboy. I hopeyou likeyourgifts, because I'll have great pleasureusingeach one of themwith you.
I love you very muchMikey.Y2J'
Mike smiled, feeling his heart overflowing with love by the man. He got up to take a shower to wait ready for when Chris arrived. The night promised!