"You are amazing." Sebastian panted, running his fingers through his boyfriend's thick, messy hair.

Tilting his face up to Sebastian's, Kurt smiled, and then he pressed a kiss to Sebastian's stomach. "So, that's a thumbs up for the birthday blow job then?"

"Birthday blow job? That was me giving you one yesterday, because it was your birthday. Good thing you're pretty, because sometimes you aren't that smart." Sebastian smirked.

Kurt crawled up the cot to lie beside and half on Sebastian, cuddling close. "Nope. We are celebrating your birthday today, because we missed celebrating on the actual day."

"Oh really?" Sebastian smiled, looking pleased. "What else are we going to do?"

Kurt got up and got the black binder with the room service menu. "We are going to order a hearty breakfast to enjoy in bed, and then I'll let you know the other plans on a need to know basis."

And as they reviewed the menu, Sebastian took Kurt's hand and gave it a little squeeze.

Kurt had everything all ready by the time Sebastian came back to the hotel. He was sweaty and his skin was a bit flushed from exertion.

"How was it?" Kurt asked, hugging him tight and breathing him in. Ding ding ding jock fantasy!

Sebastian chuckled, pushing Kurt away. "I'm all sweaty, Kurt."

"I noticed." Kurt said, his voice dropping as he gave Sebastian a flirtatious look.

"You are awfully amorous lately. Is there something in the water up here or something? If so, let's arrange for a regular shipment to our place." Sebastian smirked, stripping off his sweaty t-shirt and his running shoes and socks.

Kurt's eyes followed every motion. "But the game was fun?"

Sebastian stopped and looked over at Kurt. "Those guys were intense! It was supposed to just be a fun off-season game, but they are college level players! Good thing I work out a lot, or I would have made a total ass out of myself."

Kurt smiled at Sebastian's enthusiastic review. This was Bianca's idea from her note. She had some friends who played lacrosse and had contacts with guys on the college teams in Montreal. They already had a casual game scheduled that they welcomed Sebastian to join, supplying the equipment needed and everything.

"Well, if you want, take a quick shower and I'll give you a massage. Want to make sure you are able to keep up with me for the rest of the weekend." Kurt had ordered some extra towels, and he spread them out over the bed.

Sebastian nodded, dropping his shorts and walking naked into the bathroom, knowing Kurt was enjoying the view. You could call Sebastian many things, but shy wasn't one of them.

It was a quick shower, and by the time he came back out, Kurt had pulled the blinds and lit some candles, giving the room a calming atmosphere. Sebastian was only wearing a towel around his waist.

"Lie down on your stomach."

Kurt was wearing only his briefs with a hotel bathrobe. He straddled Sebastian's legs, and poured some massage oil onto Sebastian's back, working it in thoroughly. Sebastian groaned, enjoying Kurt's strong hands working into his muscles.

Turning around, Kurt faced Sebastian's feet and spent a long time working on his legs, knowing he had been running a lot. It was nice to touch Sebastian like this, not sexually but intimately, knowing he could touch Sebastian anywhere. That Sebastian liked his touch, and Kurt liked his. Even when they were watching TV, there were soft strokes and caresses between them.

"OK, turn over." Kurt stood off to the side as Sebastian moved onto his back. He looked very relaxed. Kurt took his time on this side as well, working his shoulders, arms and quadriceps thoroughly.

Standing up, Kurt stretched.

"What? Is that it?" Sebastian asked, looking up at Kurt with a familiar glint in his eye.

Kurt looked down at Sebastian's tented towel. "Would you like a Happy Ending, sir?"

Sebastian nodded, and Kurt shifted to kneel on the bed between his legs, and pulled the towel away.

Using a lot of oil, Kurt worked his hands over Sebastian, watching his face as he varied the strokes, seeing what he liked best. His eyes also travelled over Sebastian's body, admiring the long line of his legs, the muscles of his chest, his quickening breathing. He was so beautiful, so sexy. All Mine.

"So, what have you been doing while I ran around a field with some crazy Canucks?" Sebastian asked, leaning back against the pillows as he ate his smoked meat sandwich.

Kurt sighed contentedly. "I texted Isabelle for shopping ideas and hit the stores she suggested." Kurt had learned long ago that Sebastian's interest in shopping was nowhere near his own, so rarely dragged his boyfriend along on those trips. "Then I went to the deli that the concierge recommended to get our lunch. I spoke French all morning."

Sebastian collected their wrappers. "So, what now?"

"I was thinking of popping into a store that is just around the corner. Would you like to come along, or stay here and have a nap?"

Feeling pleasantly tired from the hard workout and the massage, Sebastian opted for the nap. Kurt wasn't surprised and promised to be back in an hour or so.

Pulling Bianca's envelope out of his bag, Kurt handed it to Sebastian.

"I don't know, Kurt. This has already been such a fun, amazing day." Sebastian fingered the edge of the flap. He still couldn't believe what they had done that afternoon. He remembered his perfect day was supposed to have an afternoon of sailing on a lake with the guys.

Instead, Kurt had them in casual clothes walking down to the Old Port, and they got on a huge jet boat with about twenty other people, all in life jackets. Then, for an hour, the boat had sped along the St. Lawrence River, crashing deliberately through the Lachine Rapids. It was kind of like a roller coaster, as the large jet boat plunged and dipped through the rapids, except for the huge waves of river water that kept crashing over the boat. They were soaked and screaming within the first ten minutes. But it was bloody fun.

Back at the hotel, they had showered and changed for the night. Kurt had told him to dress sexy, so he'd put on black jeans and an untucked aubergine button up shirt, with the long sleeves folded up to his elbows. They were both fairly fitted, and he liked the hungry way Kurt had looked him over. It reminded him that he was beating Kurt 2-0 for orgasms today. No wonder he was a bit keyed up.

They had gone for dinner at one of the hottest restaurants, enjoying amazing food and service. Now, they were walking through downtown Montreal, many people out in the warm evening.

Sebastian stopped, moving to the side of the sidewalk to rip the envelope open. Bianca knew him so well, and he'd been dying of curiosity since she'd told him about buying him tickets for something. He had avoided searching what shows were going on in Montreal this weekend, not wanting to spoil her surprise.

"Arcade Fire! No. Fucking. Way." His eyes were wide and excited.

Kurt had caught it on his phone, to send to Bianca later. He smiled, and put the phone away.

Sebastian hugged Kurt tight. "I've been into this band for ages."

"Well, you will have to thank Bianca for this one." Kurt grabbed Sebastian's hand, tugging him in the direction of the concert. He had studied the maps online, but it was more a matter of following the crowd heading that way.

For the end of May, it was a beautiful early summer night. They were very close to downtown still, but in the middle of the Saint Lawrence River, there were two islands, and the outdoor concert was being held on one of them. Kurt guided Sebastian to the river shuttle, and they were soon joining the crowds.

"It's not that late. Do you want to go down to Le Village?" Kurt chuckled at the name.

Sebastian was still a bit buzzed from the concert. There was nothing like partying with thousands of fans at an outdoor concert. Dancing, singing, screaming. Arcade Fire was one of Montreal's biggest indie rock bands, and during their hit Wake Up, fireworks were going off behind the stage, filling the night sky with their glowing trails.

"Fuck, yeah! Let's check it out and dance until, until… " Sebastian was swinging their clasped hands. The only thing better than seeing one of his favorite bands live, was seeing them with his boyfriend, sharing the experience. Kurt wasn't as familiar with their music, but he knew their bigger songs and had danced along with everything.

Plus, he looked amazing. Sebastian was glad that he'd gotten Isabelle to come over and pack Kurt's suitcase a few days before the trip, telling her to pack for anything. They each brought a good sized suitcase.

Kurt was dressed in skinny black jeans, black boots that came half-way up his shins, and a black shirt that was all angles and silver zippers. His hair was up, but more of a spiky mess than it's well tamed quiff. And he had on smudgy black eyeliner, making his eyes look larger and the blue-grey color even more intense. But what was really grabbing Sebastian's eye was the way Kurt worked the whole outfit. He looked good and he knew it.

And Sebastian wanted to show him off.

Kurt glanced over, giving a closed lip smile that made his dimples show. "Until it gets late and we're tired?"

Sebastian had researched some clubs, and they were soon in one packed full of gorgeous gay French-speaking men. The music was pounding, and they got a few drinks at the bar and were soon buzzed enough to jump onto the dance floor and really let loose. He could tell Kurt was in a great mood, completely in the holiday spirit and determined to have a good time.

Taking a break to get some bottles of water, they were leaning against a wall, people watching. Kurt was getting a lot of second glances, and Sebastian moved closer, putting an arm around his waist to pull him near. It was possessive, but he didn't give a fuck.

Kurt was at the happy drunk stage, relaxed but not falling over. Maybe a little friendlier than he normally would have been. He was looking around, checking out the scene and the different clothes, not really noticing the guys trying to catch his attention.

But then he surprised Sebastian by leaning closer to his ear to be heard over the loud music. "See that guy standing by the piller? At about 10 o'clock? Blond, spiky hair?"

Sebastian looked where Kurt was indicating, and there was a guy in his early twenties. Good looking, tall. Muscular, but not bulky. Low-riding jeans and a simple white tank, but it was tight enough to show off his chest.

Turning back to Kurt, Sebastian leaned to his ear. "Yeah, I see him."

"He's pretty gorgeous, don't you think?" Kurt commented back, his eyes still on the guy.

Sebastian's eyebrows rose at that comment. Was this a test question, like someone asking if they look fat? "I suppose so." He went the safe route, not drunk enough to say something too stupid, hopefully.

Taking Sebastian's hand, Kurt tugged him that direction, until they were standing near the guy. Kurt was bouncing to the music, and it wasn't long until Sebastian noticed the guy looking over his boyfriend thoroughly. Approvingly. And there was a twist of possessiveness that flared inside Sebastian. And he wanted to shove the guy's face away.

The music changed, and Kurt gave a little cheer. "Oh, I love this song. We should dance." Sebastian was nodding along, and moved towards the dance floor. But to his surprise, Kurt was following him, tugging the cute guy with him.

On the dance floor, Kurt danced with both of them, giving flirty looks and lots of touches. He seemed to be trying to keep them all dancing close together. The blond had looked Sebastian over, and nodded, smiling.

Sebastian had been in enough clubs over the years to know that this guy was up for whatever they wanted. But he was confused about what Kurt wanted. Did he want some anonymous threesome? A little holiday dalliance with a complete stranger, hundreds of miles away from home? Someone they had no chance of running into awkwardly on the street later on. It was totally out of the blue. He'd never mentioned anything like this, and they had been pretty open about their fantasies in all their months together.

When the song ended, Sebastian nodded at their dance partner. "We're just going to get a drink. See you later." From the way he'd been looking at Kurt, it wasn't likely he'd go far if he had a chance at Kurt. He nodded back, and moved back to his pillar.

Kurt looked a little confused, but followed Sebastian as he headed back towards the washrooms where it was a little quieter and they could talk.

"What? Don't you like him? We can find someone else then." Kurt shrugged.

Sebastian just furrowed his brows, giving his head a little shake. "I feel like I missed an important conversation somewhere along the way. Why are you picking out men for me?"

Chuckling, Kurt nudged his shoulder. "Come on, Sebastian. This is your perfect day. With Bianca's help, we've got it pretty close. Now we just need to find a hot guy for you. We couldn't really get you backstage to party with the band."

Sebastian wasn't sure how to unpack all that. His boyfriend, who he loved and lived with, was casually discussing getting him a hot guy for the night. So, it wasn't even a threesome situation. And where was Kurt in all this? Waiting in the hotel lobby? Sitting in a chair watching?

Shaking his head, Sebastian just pulled Kurt with him towards the exit. Once out on the street, he took a deep breath of the cool night air, and ran a hand through his hair. He stopped, leaning back against a building.

Kurt was just looking at him, curiously.

Sighing, Sebastian looked back at Kurt. "When I talked about my Perfect Day back then, it was when I was single and still hooking up with guys like that. But you know I haven't been into anyone else since we got together, Kurt."

Biting his lip, Kurt nodded. "But, surely you have been tempted, Sebastian. Our sex life is great, but surely you miss the variety. The novelty of somebody new."

"There are guys I find attractive, sure." Sebastian shrugged. "But I value what we have so much, Kurt. A fun encounter isn't worth it if it damages what we have. We trust each other, love each other. I don't want jealousy and possessiveness to have a toehold with us. I didn't think I was that type, but even in there, just now, there were some guys checking you out and I didn't like it."

Kurt raised an eyebrow. "Really. Hmmm…" He nodded. "Well, I'm a bit relieved. I didn't know if I could really go through with this. But I got involved with you knowing about your past, knowing you pretty well, and I accept you. And we are young guys. Sexual prime and all that. I'd rather have things open between us than cheating behind each other's backs."

Sebastian nodded, wondering about this whole conversation. Was Kurt saying all this because he was interested in other men, or because he thought Sebastian was? Or did he just not believe in monogamy? It didn't really seem to fit with what he knew of Kurt. They would have to talk about this more, but hopefully not in a middle of a street, half-drunk, next time.

Taking Kurt's hand. "I think I said in my perfect day that I'd like to end the day with a hot guy." He pulled Kurt closer, crowding him against the building. "I'd really like to take you back to the hotel now. Because you are the fucking hottest guy in that whole bar and I haven't been able to take my eyes off you all night."

Kurt surprised him by pulling his head down for a hot kiss, deep and raunchy. "I want you so bad, Bas."

Luckily, it was a quick cab ride back to the hotel, and they were stripping each other as soon as they got in the door. How many times had they done this? Rushed back to their apartments, hungry and impatient for each other? Sebastian smiled broadly as he pulled Kurt, naked and beautiful, down onto the bed. And he felt so lucky.

-Disclaimer: I own nothing.
-Montreal has lacrosse teams with McGill and Concordia universities.
-Schwartz Deli. 1928. Famous for smoked meat sandwiches. Yum..
-Montreal Jet Boats. Check out videos on YouTube. Looks pretty crazy.
- Le Village is an area near Old Montreal were LGBT community has a large concentration of businesses and residences. Tons of nightclubs.