Best Laid Plans 7 - Birthday Kisses Pairing: Lance Bass/JD (original character) Warnings and Disclaimers: Once again these stories are not real. I have no personal knowledge of the celebrities mentioned sex lives or sexual orientation. Dedicated to: Jim my friend, unofficial beta and story consultant
It was faint at first and he could hardly make out the words. The golden haired singer turned over, pulling his pillow over his head. It grew louder and the groggy figure on the bed tossed and turned trying to escape the sound of...singing. Someone was singing. The voice was deep and throaty and it reminded him of something. He turned over slowly and wiped the sleep from his eyes. His vision was still blurry, but he was pretty sure there was a naked blonde guy with a giant bow wrapped around his torso, carrying a cupcake with a single candle on it, singing happy birthday to him.
Lance pulled himself up against the headboard and found his assumptions to be accurate. A huge grin was plastered on his face as he watched his lover, JD approach the bed singing happy birthday with his best Marilyn Monroe impersonation. Emerald eyes widened.
"Your hair is blonde", Lance gasped. JD continued singing, enjoying the mixture of shock, confusion and lust that he saw on his lover's face.
"Make a wish," JD purred, bending slightly to bring the cupcake to Lance's lips.
"It already came true," Lance replied, drinking in every inch of his lover's perfect form.
The singer blew out the candle and removed the porcelain plate from JD's hand and placed it on the nightstand.
"Are you my present?" Lance asked, toying with the ends of the gigantic blue bow that barely covered JD.
"Mmm hmm. But you don't get to open it yet. First I have to give you your birthday kisses. How old are you again?"
Before the stunned and very much aroused singer could answer, the covers were pulled back and JD was at his toes.
"One."
JD licked the pad of Lance's big toe. The singer's eyes sparkled as he watched with anticipation.
"Two."
JD kissed the sole of his lover's right foot. Lance squirmed a little. JD didn't normally have to do much to get his lover hard and today was no exception. Lance knew he would reach completion long before the sultry blonde reached twenty-five.
"Three."
He was licking Lance's ankle and the singer spread his legs slightly to allow his lover better access to other parts of his body. Lance reached for his cock to relieve the pressure, but was quickly admonished with a slap to his hand. Dark smoky eyes filled with lust glared at him and he knew he'd better submit if he wanted to open his present.
"Four."
This was torture. JD slid his tongue along Lance's calf and up to his inner right thigh. The singer's cock twitched and the swollen head wept for attention, but none was forthcoming.
"Five."
Lance gasped as the blonde head dipped dangerously close to his leaking cock. He spread his thighs further apart in hopes that the counting would be abandoned.
"Six."
JD's voice faltered slightly. The truth was the musky scent of his lover's member leaking precum was distracting. He wanted nothing more than to engulf the eight inches in his mouth and savor the familiar taste of his lover. Lance was squirming above him, whimpering and begging.
"Please JD. Ooohh JD. Pleeease."
JD enjoyed the control too much. He exhaled over the cock that tried to leap up and reach his mouth.
"Seven."
And now he was at the left thigh, running his tongue over the soft flesh, nipping at the firm muscles that lay beneath.
"Noooo," Lance moaned, as he realized JD was going the wrong way.
"Eight."
JD kissed his lover's kneecap and licked his way down to his shin.
"Nine."
Mercifully, JD was heading back up towards Lance's unbearably hard cock. Lance held on to the headboard tight, his eyes fixed on his lover. This was definitely a different JD than he'd met seven months ago.
"Ten"
And JD pulled Lance down and held his legs up and apart, exposing his rosy treasure to his lover.
"Eleven."
A warm tongue circled his hole and Lance cried out. His cock leaked steadily now. His balls constricted. He knew he had to hold on. It was an unspoken rule.
"Twelve."
And the tongue breached his opening and darted in and out. His whole body was on fire. He only wished that each entrance and retreat counted, but somehow he knew those weren't the rules of this game.
JD tongue fucked his lover's ass for a good fifteen minutes. He plunged the soft wet tongue deeper and deeper, withdrawing for seconds at a time just to hear his lover beg, before delving back in.
Lance was thrashing his head from side to side. He needed to cum so bad. He wanted to fuck and be fucked by his lover. No gentle lovemaking this morning. He needed wild, sweaty, lusty sex with the man who always knew how to bring him over the edge.
"Thirteen."
His ass was abandoned and his balls were receiving some much deserved attention.
"Fourteen."
The words were muttered over his heavy sac. The vibration it made against them was incredible. Lance called out to several deities as he thrust forward for more contact. Since he wasn't reprimanded, he continued to push.
"Fifteen."
And now a finger was up his ass and his balls were cold as they lost contact with their warm wet enclosure. Lance actually whined like a toddler about to throw a tantrum.
"Sixteen."
JD smiled then added a second and then third finger. He eyed his lover. Lance's face was contorted with a mixture of pleasure and frustration. His hair was wet and his body glistened with sweat. He worried his bottom lip, trying to hold back his moans.
"Seventeen."
Lance cried out as skillful fingers found their target and honed in on his prostate over and over again. Prayers were replaced with curses as Lance found himself bordering on the edge of completion.
"Eighteen."
This was torture, plain and simple. "Wait till your birthday," Lance growled.
"Nineteen."
The fingers were gone and a warm wet mouth surrounded Lance's cock.
"Twenty."
"Don't talk with your mouth full," Lance gasped.
"Twenty-one."
JD's skillful tongue lapped at the swollen head of his lover's shaft, circling the sensitive ridge and teasing the slit open.
"Twenty-two," Lance heard himself say between clenched teeth. He was so close now.
JD inserted two fingers in Lances mouth and the singer greedily sucked them.
"Twenty-three," Lance moaned over the fingers.
Now his lover was grunting and slurping sounds filled the room as JD sucked up and down Lance's cock. The fingers were extracted from the singer's lips and plunged into his moist hole. JD pumped his fingers feverishly in and out of his lover, honing in on his target again, he hit his pleasure spot over and over, swallowing more of Lance's rigid shaft with each thrust.
"Twenty...mmm...four."
His cock firmly stuffed in JD's mouth, his ass firmly stuffed with JD's fingers and Lance almost wished he were turning thirty.
"Twenty...oooh...fuck...five."
JD felt his lover tense. He felt waves of warm liquid fill his mouth and leak down his chin. He clenched around the fingers that probed him relentlessly. Bolts of pleasure coursed through his body.
JD crawled up between his lover's legs leaving a trail of kisses along his torso and ending with soft kisses to his lips. Lance devoured the former brunette's mouth, enjoying familiar taste of himself on his tongue.
After several minutes JD rolled off of Lance and onto his side. The singer pulled him close as they lay face to face. Amazingly, the bow was still intact.
"Now do I get to open my present?" Lance asked, stroking his lover's rigid sex.
"No," JD said, a mischievous grin on his face.
"No?"
"Now I get to give you your present."
Emerald eyes sparkled as JD slid between his lover's thighs and prepared to enter him for the very first time.