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attempt to make it last
longer, but Neil seemed to have different ideas, and Jamie soon
felt the familiar hand sliding underneath the front of his
jockstrap to push the fabric aside for easier access.
    “I’m close,” he
breathed into Jamie’s back, his thrusts becoming frantic.
    “Do me too,”
Jamie muttered with a smile and gripped the covers.
    “Lean down,
gimme some space,” gasped Neil, pushing Jamie’s back lower as he
rode him with abandon.
    Jamie felt like
hugging the mattress, all flushed and ready to come. His cock was
hard and pulsating, just like his ass. “Whatever you want.”
    Neil groaned,
his movements quickening as he fucked Jamie hard, his breath
rugged. It took just a few more moments for him to come and Jamie
trembled along when he thought of the hot come that now filled his
insides. After several more thrusts, Neil’s body slouched on top of
Jamie, his hand still pumping Jamie even as it slowed down.
    “Faster!” he
demanded, writhing beneath Neil. “I’m almost there!” Jamie’s body
was aching for completion.
    “Sorry!” Neil
was breathless but complied, his warm breath tingling Jamie’s
skin.
    Just a few more
pumps, and several kisses finally got Jamie to finish with a long
wail. He arched his hips, lifting Neil up, but in the end he
slumped down, satisfied as ever. They fell into the covers like a
breathing heap of limbs.
    “Oh God.” Neil
nuzzled his neck, drawing him closer. Jamie was certain there could
be nothing better than this.
    “You happy now
about the birthday burglar?” Jamie laughed, having no strength to
move anywhere. He could barely catch a breath.
    “God, you’re
such an idiot!” Neil joined in as he kissed Jamie's nape. His warm
body felt soothing, and Jamie smiled, at the firm heartbeat against
his back.
    “It’s not my
fault it went wrong,” said Jamie, his gaze trailing toward the
puppy, which was now coughing out threads of the ribbon it
swallowed. “Oh no, not again,” he whined but decided it wasn’t
worth moving for. Neil did.
    “Did you give
him water?” he asked, sitting up with a sigh.
    “Come back.”
Jamie grabbed his hand lazily and tried to press him close against
his own chest. “It’s gonna be fine. Puppies do that all the
time.”
    “Jamie! You
didn’t get him any water?” Neil hissed and gave him an outraged
slap on the butt. “What about food?”
    Jamie laughed
it off. “I've got some in the car.”
    “Jesus, Jamie!”
Neil picked up the dog. It moved impatiently but stopped thrashing
around once Neil got the ribbon off its neck.
    “I love you
too,” said Jamie, turning his head with a wide grin.
     
*

    Neil’s
expression was priceless. He was standing with his back to the
kitchen table, cornered by Jamie who fed him the extra fatty,
sugary cake straight from his hand. Neil let out a long, pleased
groan, chewing slowly and savoring every bit of creamy sweetness
lingering on his tongue. With his eyes closed, face slack with
pleasure, he looked the picture of decadence.
    “Is that a
chocolate orgasm?” Jamie asked, joining in on the dessert
extravaganza. He didn’t even mind the puppy licking his foot at the
same time. Though it was persistent.
    “Close,” Neil
confessed, slowly opening his eyes and looking at Jamie with a
chocolate-stained smile. “That’s a really naughty cake.”
    Jamie laughed
out loud, moving closer to him and pointing at his tooth. “You’ve
got something... yeah, over there.” He navigated, as Neil trailed
his teeth with his finger, staining them even more. “That’s it,
you’ve got it, the only clean bit,” Jamie laughed.
    “Bastard, ”
chuckled Neil, looking down at the puppy, which now stood on its
hind legs, moving awkwardly beneath their feet. “Did you get him at
the circus or something?”
    “He’s so cute,
right?” Jamie grinned, pulling Neil closer. “I saved him from a
burning building.”
    Neil pouted.
“That does sound like you.” He kissed Jamie once again and