Day 27 – On one of their birthdays

Having your birthday on the same day as your boyfriend could be a blessing and a curse. They had agreed on not giving each other presents, but to spend the whole day together. And that's where the problems started: while Malik liked to invite his siblings for cake and a cup of coffee, Mariku wanted peace. He and Malik's siblings hadn't a very good relationship, so the atmosphere was always very tense when they were together. Malik and Mariku had agreed on a compromise: they took turns on planning their birthdays. This year it was Mariku's day.

Malik woke up early as usual. He freed himself from Mariku's hug and got dressed. In the fridge were two halves of cake, one with strawberries for Malik and one with extra chocolate for Mariku. Malik didn't hurry as he prepared breakfast, Mariku would still spend a few hours in bed. Malik cut off a small piece of his cake and while he ate, he flipped through the cookbooks. He pondered for days already about what to cook. Mariku had expressed no wish, just shrugged his shoulders, which wasn't much of a help. Malik sighed.

"Malik," he suddenly heard Mariku's voice from the bedroom. Malik closed the cookbook and joined his beloved.

"Good morning," he said with a smile.

"Morning," muttered Mariku, "Happy Birthday." He kissed him.

"Happy Birthday too." Malik stroked Mariku's cheek. He was cute when he was sleepy.

"You have too much clothes on." Mariku said disappointed and put his hand underneath Malik's shirt. "You should run around naked all day." He placed kisses on Malik's neck as he undid his pants.

"Mariku, not before breakfast!"

"You are my breakfast," replied Mariku and pushed his hand into Malik's shorts. "And lunch." He stroked Malik's member and put his fingers around it. "And dinner." Slowly, he began to rub it.

"What about dessert?" Malik closed his eyes. His blood got pumped into his abdomen.

Mariku stopped. "That's chocolate cake," he said with a tone like it was the most logical thing in the world. Malik laughed and sat up. "Come on, let's have breakfast." Mariku wrapped his arms around Malik's hip to prevent him from getting up.

"But I want you."

"I'm going to eat your cake."

"You wouldn't dare."

"You bet!"

"But Malik," whined Mariku. "It's my birthday."

"Mine too." Mariku made a disgruntled sound. He pressed his face into Malik's lap. Malik's pants were still open.

"I want this," he murmured, kissing Malik member through the fabric.

"You want to spoil me on your birthday?" Malik said with a grin.

Mariku looked at him. "You're right." He sat up. The blanket slipped from his shoulders, baring his muscular torso. "You should treat me."

"I've probably done that enough already yesterday."

"But you are better than me in this stuff," purred Mariku and let his fingers trail the contours of Malik's face.

"That's true." Malik grinned.

"So, you are doing it?"

"No." With a pained sound Mariku let him fall back into Malik's lap. Malik stroked his hair.

"Do you want cake?"

"If you feed me..."

"Okay." Mariku dismissed Malik and he hastened to the kitchen. He cut off a large piece of chocolate cake and returned to the bedroom.

"Do it naked!" Malik put the plate on the bedside table and undressed himself slowly. Mariku watched every movement. As Malik was naked, he whistled. Malik slipped beneath the blankets, took the plate from the bedside table and began to feed his boyfriend. In the meantime Mariku put his hand in Malik's lap and began to caress him.

"Mariku," gasped Malik. He got a boner because of this touches. "Don't..."

"I'm not stopping." Mariku said, grinning. He brushed past Malik's testicles and pressed his fingers against Malik's entrance. Malik's grasp on the plate tightened, he gasped and almost dropped the fork. Satisfied Mariku noticed that Malik changed his seating position to give him better access to his body. He let his fingers slide into him and Malik shivered excited. "Don't forget the cake," whispered Mariku. It wasn't much of it left, and Malik shivered as he continued feeding Mariku.

Mariku penetrated him with a second finger and Malik moaned softly. Mariku took the plate from him before it fell from his hands. He placed it on the side and Malik pulled him into a greedy kiss. Mariku grinned into the kiss. In the end he got what he wanted anyway.