Caden&Nicolas and Blake&Ben - Birthday Surprise - 1 - Sex Stories

Caden&Nicolas and Blake&Ben - Birthday Surprise - 1

... more room to sit. "Is this all you guys do? Sit around," Ben asks as he sits down, Blake sliding in right beside him. Caden laughs lightly. "Yeah, pretty much. Mr. Bore-Me-To-Death never wants to get out of the house." I reach up and bite his hand still playing through my hair. He draws back shaking his hand in the air. "Kidding, damn!" "You need to get dressed," I say back to him as I sit up. "We can go now, whenever you're ready. Did you really bring them here so they can sit on their asses?" "Shut. The fuck. Up, babe," Caden says as he stands to his feet. "I'm going!" He walks away, and I grab a nice piece of his ass as he leaves. "Later tonight. I promise you," he calls over his shoulder as he runs to the stairs. Blake starts laughing on the couch. "You two bicker a lot." "We live with each other," I say, scooting closer to them. "Never live with each other. Changes things." I laugh and cross my arms over my chest. "I can't believe you guys are here right now. Especially you, Ben." "Yeah, cause that scream at the front door was all for me," he laughs. "I only came for Caden. Missed my boy." My jaw drops, my cheeks burn. I scoff, "Your boy? You're serious?" I don't know why, but that makes me jealous. Then I look at Blake and realize that he's Ben's boy and I've been claiming him as my own. So what if Ben claims Caden? I guess I can get over it. They just better not kiss, though... Blake's laughing at me, silently. I can read it in his face, and I know he can read my ...

... jealousy. Without Ben seeing, he mouths the words, "You. Me. Tonight!" Then he bites his bottom lip and nods his head, pulls back a fist as if saying, "SCORE!" I crack a smile. Okay, okay. Jealousy is gone, damnit. -BLAKE- Missed "his boy," I think to myself. What the fuck? I know Nyx and I kissed at the party; but I didn't refer to him as "my" boy. Never even thought that, let alone say that shit out loud, especially in front of Ben. Needless to say, that kind of hurt, and I feel the pain in my chest. The more I think about it, the more it pisses me off. "So," Ben says, "any idea what Caden has planned?" I stay staring at Nyx - I haven't taken my eyes off him since we sat down on the couch. "Not sure," Nyx says. "He won't tell me shit - not even a hint. Just smiles and tells me, 'You'll find out later on.' Bitch knows I hate surprises. Well, except for you guys, of course." Nyx bites his lip ring and looks me in eyes. My eyes go wide, a serious look spreads across my face. Nyx picks up on it and winks at me, subtly. Ben doesn't pick up on it - he's sucked into whatever's playing on the TV. Either that, or too wrapped up, thinking about "his boy." "I'll be right back," Ben says, standing up. "Gotta' take the Browns to the Super Bowl." I look up at him, still seething a bit from his Caden comment. "Fucking poetic, Ben." He picks up on my face and tone a little bit. I see concern in his eyes. He wants to say something, but doesn't. He knows not to speak up or try to talk to me when ...