Birthday Surprise
Cameron sat staring at the TV, fuming. He kept glancing at Damian and Lindsay who sat on the couch, tickling each other and giggling uncontrollably. All Cameron wanted to do was spend time with Damian; especially seeing at it was Damian's birthday. He finally arrived in LA after weeks of Damian begging him to come and now that he was here, to surprise him on his birthday, Damian was spending all his time flirting with Lindsay. Cameron had so much stress built up over the past month. He bounced between LA and Texas doing interviews and having meetings with record companies; he just wanted to relax with his best friend and relieve some of his worry and forget about business. Lindsay was screwing it up.
He felt a flash of something that wasn't frustration or annoyance. Was that jealousy? He convinced himself that he was just jealous because he missed his friend. But at that moment, Lindsay tickled Damian in a spot quite close to his groin and the jealousy transformed from a flash to a raging fire. Damian squirmed under Lindsay's touch and his shirt wrinkled up, exposing one of his prominent hip bones.
Cameron felt his stomach turn at the sight and he realized that he was jealous for a very different reason. Lust consumed him and all he wanted to do was throw Lindsay off Damian and rip his shirt the rest of the way off. His sinful thoughts terrified him but at that moment, he really didn't want to pay attention to that, he only wanted to feel Damian. He shot up out of his chair, startling Lindsay and Damian who stopped their fondling to stare at Cameron.
"I'm sorry Lindsay, but I need to talk to Damian. Alone."
"Oh, yeah, sure," Lindsay was stunned by the angry look on Cameron's face. "I gotta get going anyways. Happy birthday, Damo," she smiled at him flirtingly before he stood and gave her a tight hug. Damian walked Lindsay to the door then came back into the living room where Cameron stood, his face red out of anger.
"What was that all about?" Damian asked, a little annoyed that Cameron had to break up his flirting session with Lindsay. He didn't really like her that much romantically but she was fun to fool around with. Besides, he was hoping to have a little 'fun' on his birthday.
"Well, I just miss you and all you're doing is screwing around with Lindsay. I wanted to spend time with you."
"Well shit, Cam you sound a little jealous. Is there something you're not telling me?" Damian didn't mean it seriously; he was just letting his annoyance bubble over. But when Damian asked the question, he noticed a change in Cameron's face. He didn't look angry anymore. His light blue eyes turned dark and the vein on his neck twitched. He has that look that I get when I want to… His thought trailed off, realization crossing his features. Oh. He likes Lindsay. Of course that was the conclusion he would come to.
"Hey, Cam, I can go get Lindsay if you want to be alone with her."
"Oh, Jesus, Damo no. I don't like Lindsay like that."
"Well then why do you look like you're ready to screw the next thing that moves?"
Cameron looked down, debating on whether or not he should act on his new, intense emotions. After a few moments studying the carpet, he decided that if he didn't feel Damian's lips on his immediately, he might burst. He stepped towards Damian so that their noses were almost touching.
"I think you just moved," Cameron breathed out quietly. Damian gulped, not totally understanding what was happening. His eyebrows shot up when he found Cameron's lips pressing against his own; desire radiating from Cameron's every pore. Damian didn't know what to do. He had never really thought of Cameron like that but he was actually enjoying his best friend's large lips moving against his own. Finally he chose to respond to the kiss, closing his eyes and pushing his face forward to explore some more. Cameron parted his lips slightly, sucking on Damian's bottom lip. Damian moaned, loving the taste of cinnamon in Cameron's mouth. He shot his tongue out, rubbing against Cameron's tongue.
Cameron brought his hands up, tangling them in Damian's dark locks. He opened his mouth wide and pulled Damian's head closer. Heat passed between them like a furnace. Cameron reached down and hitched up Damian's shirt, exposing those irresistible hips. Damian stood shirtless, panting. Cameron moved forward to kiss him again but Damian brought his hands up to Cameron's chest, stopping him in his tracks.
"Where did this come from, Cam?"
Cameron bit his lip, not wanting to say the wrong thing. "I dunno, Damo. I was just watching Lindsay flirting with you and I got jealous. Then I don't know… Something clicked and I just… I… I have to have you," Cameron finished seductively, immediately pulling on Damian's sides so he was flush against him. Damian came to the conclusion that if he was going to have 'fun' on his birthday then 'fun' with Cameron would be much more pleasing than 'fun' with Lindsay. So he pushed Cameron forward until he was backed against the wall.
Damian's breathing came more as gasps as he shot his tan hips forward, grinding Cameron hard. Cameron groaned and started unbuttoning his flannel. Once his upper body was naked, Damian wanted more. He reached down and unzipped Cameron's pants. Then he brought his hand down to rub on top of Cameron's boxers. He felt something harden under his touch. He grinned into their ongoing kiss and rolled his hips forward again. Cameron needed air because he wasn't getting any at the moment.
He arched his neck back and Damian brought his mouth down to lick the length of Cameron's collar bone. Now Cameron needed more and he leaned back against the wall, his hips jutting out slightly as he ripped Damian's sweatpants off with ease. His eyes widened when he found that Damian wasn't wearing any boxers. He raised an eyebrow and smirked at his friend.
"I was planning on getting some tonight, one way or another," Damian explained before pulling off Cameron's boxers. They were both naked, well Cameron had on his tall black socks but other than that, the boys wore nothing but a thin layer of sweat that caused their chests to stick together lightly as their lips moved rapidly and their tongues wrestled.
"Do you wanna fuck?" Cameron said quite bluntly through their passionate kiss, putting all his desires into the open. Damian responded by bucking his hips up, his cock grazing Cameron's swiftly. Cameron moaned again and scratched his nails down Damian's shoulder blades where his hands were placed, leaving marks. He shoved off the wall, his hands caressing Damian's face. In mid-stride, Damian whipped Cameron around and pushed him until he was laying on their small, empty dinner table.
Cameron's legs wrapped around Damian's waist and Damian continued thrusting his hips into Cameron's cock. "Can I get inside you?" Damian asked, not sure if Cameron wanted to do that part. Cameron bit his lip. Damian's dick was huge and he wasn't sure if he would be able to handle it. But he looked into Damian's eyes and saw true concern for him and he knew that Damian could never hurt him so he nodded his head. Apprehension for what would happen overcame him.
Damian untangled himself from Cameron's legs and slipped into his room. He came out with a small bottle of lube and a condom. Cameron figured that was a good idea; he didn't know where Damian had put that thing and the lube, well, he would need all the help he could get to fit Damian inside him.
Cameron leaned back onto the table as Damian lubed up his fingers. "I'm gonna start okay?" Cameron nodded, bracing himself by clutching onto the sides of the table. He arched his back when the first finger went in. It stung quite a bit. The second one wasn't quite as bad. Damain slipped the third one in and Cameron groaned loudly and squirmed his whole body to the side. It was the perfect mix of pain and pleasure and it caused his hands to clench the table even harder. Damian's cock twitched at the sight of Cameron's veins thumping and his back arching.
Damian made a scissor motion in the still-tight hole, making sure it was ready for his rock hard cock. "You ready?" Damian asked, panting slightly from how turned on he was.
"Oh, fucking yes! Just do it," Cameron yelled out. He couldn't handle much more.
Damian pulled his fingers out and Cameron collapsed back, losing the feeling of ecstasy that they had brought. Damian positioned himself in front of Cameron's hole, spreading his legs slightly for balance. "Okay, I'm going," Cameron nodded vigorously and Damian slipped the head of his cock in. Cameron gasped and brought his hands off the table to grab onto Damian's hair, tugging slightly. It hurt more than he expected.
"Are you okay?" Damian asked, completely out of breath. His cock felt so good inside Cameron. Cameron debated on asking him to pull out but after a minute, it felt okay.
"Finish, please," was all he could whisper out. Damian slowly slid the rest of his cock into Cameron's tight hole and stayed still, letting Cameron get used to the feeling. He wanted to move but he didn't want to hurt Cameron. Finally Cameron sighed, finding a comfortable position.
He looked into Damian's shiny blue eyes and smiled a little, enjoying the passion of the moment. Damian moved backwards then forwards slowly, getting the feel of Cameron's insides. He could feel the tip of his penis grazing Cameron's nub. Every time it did, Cameron would buck up slightly out of complete pleasure. Cameron stared into Damian's eyes as he began speeding up his hips. All he saw in them was pure lust, just radiating from him like a gas. Cameron fed off that look and felt his body building up to his climax.
Damian brought his hands from Cameron's sides to his cock. He rubbed up and down and saw that Cameron was getting closer to coming. Cameron pulled on Damian's hair again and Damian felt a bit of pre-come dribble out of his own cock into the condom. His thrusting came quicker and his panting became scarce. With every push of hips and stroke of hand, Cameron moaned loudly. He could feel himself coming in a flash of darkness, his eyelids fluttered shut and he came into Damian's hand. He started coming down from his high as Damian continued thrusting, reaching his climax a few seconds later.
Damian felt his knees go weak with the ferocity of the moment. He pulled out of Cameron gradually and bent down to kiss Cameron softly on the lips. Cameron winced a bit when Damian was all the way out. The skin around his hole felt raw. Damian moved into the kitchen, throwing away the remains and washing off his hand. Cameron stood up tentatively and pulled on his boxers. He sat on the couch slowly, his breath still coming in pants.
He had never had sex before and he never thought that his first time would be with a guy, especially not Damian. When he thought about it though, he realized that he wouldn't have wanted anyone else to take his virginity. He didn't love anyone more than he loved Damian.
Damian walked over and sat on the couch, still naked. His face was the epitome of shock and Cameron couldn't help but laugh at the expression. "What's so funny?" Damian asked, a hurt look beating out the surprised one.
"Just… the look on you face was totally priceless," Cameron got out between giggles.
Damian looked at Cameron for a moment, his brain trying to figure out what was amusing him about Cameron. When he realized what it was he started laughing even harder than Cameron. "Now what are you laughing at?"
"Cam, your glasses didn't come off that whole time," he continued his bellowing laugh.
Cameron thought it was hilarious too and joined in on the laughing. He slapped his knee and leaned against Damian's side.
"Cameron Mitchell, everyone. Wears his glasses even during sex,"' this made them break out into a whole new fit of laughter. When at last it died down, Cameron looked over at Damian, a questioning look on his face.
"So where does this leave us?" Damian thought for a moment before looking back into Cameron's eyes, waiting for some feeling to spark inside him. All he felt was pure desire and love for his best friend.
"Honestly, I don't know yet. All I know was this was just about the best birthday present," he broke off the kiss Cameron on the lips roughly, "I could've ever asked for," he finished.
"Can we just pretend that every day is your birthday?" Cameron asked against Damian's lips.
"Absolutely," Damian responded before showering Cameron with sweet kisses.