RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"Mmm, as tasty as that would be," I say with a smirk as I take a seat on the bed with Brian, "I think that my Spanish omelette is so much more orgasmic."

I say this, before I have realised what I have said, but I still stand by what I have said.

"But, if you don't want the omelette, I could think of somewhere to put it."

I glare at him with narrowed eyes before watching him dig into the omelette.

"You're lucky that I know you're just saying that to annoy me," I tell him before moving to his side on the bed, resting my back against the headboard as I watch him eat.

"So, what did the birthday boy have planned today?" I ask him, "and let's see if it clashes with Jacoby's awesome plans."

Okay, I have plans, some anyway. Only his present, which will hopefully set him up for the whole day. Well, I hope anyway.

"Well, the first plan of the day was to call your work and tell them that your mom just came out of hospital for your birthday and you are spending the day with her," i tell him, "and since that's already done and the receptionist lady wished you a very happy birthday and wished your mom well, that's already done."

I grin to myself, he really has no idea how well planned out I've got his birthday.

"The next plan was the omelette," I point to the empty plate at the end of the bed before looking back at Brian.

"And the next plan was..."

I move over to his ear to whisper my next plan.

I look at him with narrowed eyes again, I have a feeling I am going to be doing that a lot today.

"You didn't hear a word I said, did you?" I question him and he gives me a sheepish look.

I sigh and brush my hair out of my face, I really need to get it cut, "what I said was, I have to plan to keep you on your ties for your huge surprise tonight."

"What? With washing your ears out?" I ask him with a little disgusted look on my face, just for effect though because I know exactly what he means.

"But, I think joining you for a good old scrub down would be a wise idea," I say as I climb over him to get off the bed, lingering on his lap more than I would do normally, "but you'll have to get me out of these comfy clothes first."

"Hmmm, I know what you mean," I grin, "especially since my uniform isn't in the wardrobe."

I know Brian has always said that maybe we should just never wear clothes around the house anymore, because no one comes to see us anymore. And if they do, they are unlikely to complain. But he still always have a soft spot for my police uniform.

"But, if you hate them so much," I take his hand on my chest, in my own hand and drop it down on the bed, "maybe I should just get rid of them for you."

I grin as I turn around, pull my shirt over my head and throw it to the floor before I make my way out of the room and too the bathroom, thinking about how I am going to remove my pants on the way.

I grin as I pull my pants and my boxers off and throw them outside of the bathroom as I shut the door behind me. I just so that it gives the birthday boy another obstacle to get past to get to me.

I laugh to myself as I step into the shower and turn it on, a nice steady steam of warm water flowing. The perfect temperature that both of us both love.

I feel air form around the room ghost over my skin, and I look around to see Brian rush into the shower with me. I grin at him as I turn around, my back to the dripping wet wall and my front facing Brian.

"Hey there," I say to him before closing the shower door behind the two of us and pressing Brian up against the wall opposite to me.

"What makes you think you can shower with me?" I say with a smirk, "I meant, you take a bath and I take the shower. I mean, how else am I supposed to get rid of... this," I say to him before rubbing my semi-hard on [soon to become a full on hard on] against Brian's leg.

I bite into my lip to try and stop myself from laughing, or to stop myself from screaming, "fuck me now!" I forget. But all I know is that what he's doing feels really fucking good right now.

"Well, we can't have screaming penguins now, can we?" I say sort of breathlessly as I move my crotch in time with Brian's moving leg.

"So, since it's your birthday," I say in the same breathless tone, "who's doing the fucking today then?"

He should be a little surprised and grateful for this, it's not very often that I offer to bottom.

I have a feeling I am probably going to regret this somehow, but it is his birthday, so the least I can do for him is grim and bare it. It can't be as bad as last time, can it really?

"Brian, it's not that hard really. It's just like being with a chick, but the hole is easier to find!"

This was not going well at all, he was worried that I wasn't stretched enough, that his dick wouldn't fit. He was acting like a teenager about everything, and I was getting sick of it. I was thinking of how he could have ever given Chris any kind of advice about sex. No wonder he is so innocent!

"Brian! How can you miss?!"

"Good, now..." I hold my hands above my head and let out a dramatic sigh, "take me like the bitch I am."

I smile into the kiss and let myself fall more back against the wall as Brian pushes his body against mine. I let out a little meow as my hot back presses even harder into the cold wall.

I pull my mouth away from Brian's slowly and just kiss some of his face, one of my hands finding it's way to the back of his neck where I pull on the sensitive hairs on the nap of his neck.

I don't really need to be prepped like Brian thinks, I have bottomed quite a bit in my time. Most of the time when I was really wish I was with Brian, but I'm not going to stop him, because if he wants to work in an order he might... we, might get it right this time.

I let out a little shaky breath as I bend my knees a little so he pushes inside of me even more, and at a high speed, just to get the point across that I am really turned on right now.

"Mmmm," I hum as I run my hands over Brian's shoulders and close my eyes.

"Deeper baby, deeper," I whisper as I feel his nail just tickle my spot, and it's taking all the power in me not to just move down even more and break my knee caps to feel my prostate being struck.