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


    Date: 9/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Boy / Boy, Gay, Teen Male / Teen Male, Author: VanillaNightt, Rating: 58.3, Source: sexstories.com

    that ink. Damn, I'm not going to throw my cock in their faces!" I direct my voice towards Caden. "Nicolas..." Caden sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. "Will you shut the fuck up? No, okay? Please?" He opens my arms and falls against my chest, and nuzzles his face against my shirt. He's trying to look cute, to make me change the subject. I twirl my fingers through his sandy locks and give in. "Okay. I'll shut the fuck up." Blake can't stop looking at is both with a big-ass grin on his face. "What?" I ask him. -BLAKE- "You two..." I say. "What," Nyx asks again. "You two are just too fucking cute, it's sickening," I say. "Not in a bad way. Just sayin'..." "You're one to talk," Nyx says. "Ben always has his fuckin' hands and arms all over you, and you just pull yourself into him with looks of love and bliss all over your face!" "Like this," Ben asks, pulling me into his body. My eyes close and I smile a bit, my heart begins beating the way only Ben can make it beat. I didn't even realize I did that, until Nyx mentioned it. My eyes shoot open and dart over to Nyx. I pull away from Ben, but grab his hand, and interlock our fingers. This doesn't make me gush as much. Very nonchalantly, I say, "I have no idea what you're talking about, Nicolas. With a devilish look on his voice, Ben speaks up, "You really want to see Blake gush? Watch this..." "Don't you fuckin' do i—" I try to say but, Ben is already moving in. Ben moves in and slowly, gently uses his lips and gives me a ...
    soft peck on the tip of my right cheek. I quickly push him away, and begin rubbing my cheek. I don't know why, but this always makes me blush, face always turn red. I'm smiling like a goober as I punch him in the arm. "Dick," I say. Nyx is smiling, as if to say, "I told you so!" "Oh, wipe that fucking smile off your face, Nyx," I say. -NICOLAS- "Up and at 'em," Caden says, hopping to his feet. "Enough of my room, let's take you down the stairs." He marches to the door, and we all follow behind. When we make it to the bottom of the stairs, their luggage is already placed neatly inside the front door. "We could have gotten those," Ben says, his face blushing like he's embarrassed. "You're Dad didn't have to do that for us." "Not an issue," he promises Ben. Caden takes a sudden right off the steps and he leads us through the living room and down a hall outside the kitchen. There's a door towards the back and he opens it wide. "The guest room was built away from the rooms upstairs for added privacy in case...you know." "We couldn't do that! Not in your house," Ben exclaims and Blake smacks his ass. "Speak for yourself," he says to his boy. I walk into the room, eyes scanning the walls. The room is pretty neutral. Beige walls, a large bed and dresser, two chairs by the window. There's a television mounted on the wall above where the bed faces, the satellite box hooked up on a small desk underneath. Caden's desk top sits off on a side wall, with a large box wrapped in foil paper and a ...
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