echolls_cursed | Happy Birthday to Me

Happy Birthday to Me

He had to be honest, with Joe keeping them busy, Logan had a harder time keeping track of the days. He knew, it was August- or almost August maybe- but he wasn't aware that today was his birthday. It didn't even occur to him to check and see if it was.

He and Joe were currently on the floor playing with the train set then he'd been carving piece by piece over the last few months. Joe was giggling and pushing a train up the track and over the little bridge, smiling as it rolled off on it's own.

Logan was so busy watching her that he didn't even notice Jack come in.

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Logan passed the sleepy little girl over with a smile, watching how she lit up as Savannah held her.

He wondered how long it would be before she realized they had the same smile.

"Thanks for taking her," he said, offering a small smile as he leaned slightly against Jack.

"Oh! Of course, Logan. It's my birthday present I guess. I didn't bring anything else," Savannah laughed. She shouldered the bag and made sure she had a good grip on Joe, then got the little girl to wave goodnight to them and started off down the path.

"Alone at last," Jack said, sliding his arms around Logan's waist from behind and nuzzling the back of his neck.

Logan laughed and ducked his head as Jack's nose tickled the back of his neck.

"So what are we going to do? Are we off to play bingo with the other old timers?" he quipped. "Maybe some shuffleboard?"

Jack reached around and ran his hand down Logan's body and over his fly. It had all the subtlety of a car accident.

"We're going inside," he said softly, his words feathering across Logan's skin. "But it's your birthday, so...bedroom or work room?"

"It's my birthday," Logan replied. "I figured it would be obvious."

He turned to face Jack, slipping his arms around him and pressing close.

"Both."

Jack smiled before he tilted his head and kissed Logan deeply. So often things were rushed, or they simply lacked a deep intimacy because they couldn't afford it with Joe around. But alone...Jack took full advantage of his husband.

"Come," he murmured, keeping close as he started leading Logan to the outbuilding the housed their workroom and private space filled with toys and tools.

Logan followed, falling back a bit so he could admire Jack's ass as they made their way to the workshop.

"You remember the night we decided to get married?" he asked once they were inside, looking around at the slightly dusty space before turning back to Jack and pulling on the man's shirt.

He had to think for a moment and then a sly, seductive smile curled his lips.

"Yeah, I remember that night. I'll never forget it," he said as he opened the door and flipped the switch for the light.

"I was really scared that night," Logan confessed. "I didn't want you to know- though I didn't really hide it that well. Still, I used to worry I'd never be as experienced as you are, but now- Now I feel like I've tried everything."

"You've tried almost everything we can do here," Jack replied as he moved in to tug at Logan's clothes. "But there's a lot I'd love to do with you. I'd love to take you into space and have you in zero gravity. I'd love to take you to the pleasure palaces of Kinthu-Abraka. You would love it. I'd love to rent a surrogate stimulator on Boeshane. I haven't used one since I was young, but I remember it was mindblowing. It was like having a dozen people on me in addition to who I was with. I think you'd like it," he said as he stripped LOgan bare.

Logan was so used to letting Jack strip him down that he hardly even notice the other man was doing it until he was naked.

Looking down, he wet his lips and pressed closer.

"There has to be something new. Or just- Something you want to try again. I dunno. I just want this to be special."

"I'll make it special," Jack promised softly. He caressed Logan as he thought a bit and then he smiled. "I'm going to tie you up over here to start with. I'll give you something new."

Or at least nothing he'd really done to Logan before. He wondered just how much he could get away with...and what Logan's revenge would be when he was free.

"I want this first," Logan said softly, pulling the other man closer and kissing him soundly, his hand sliding down to rest on the other man's ass.

Jack moaned softly and savored the sweetness of the kiss. Logan was so eager, even after all this time, and it was so incredibly erotic. Jack smoothed his hands over Logan's chest and arms and sides as he drank deeply. He searched blindly for Logan's hand and when he found it he twined their fingers together.

"I know exactly what to do," he said quietly.

"You always do," Logan whispered, kissing the other man's jaw. "That's why you're the captain," he purred.

Jack took hold of his shoulders and moved him back to where ropes dangled from the ceiling. He slowly began to bind the younger man, first one arm and then the other. It was tighter than normal and when he had the knots secured he pulled the ends and forced Logan to extend his arms over his head. He kissed him again briefly and then admired his work.

"Now for something we haven't tried yet," he said, and he went to where they kept the selection of toys. Jack came back with a device he'd crafted of two bars, a spaced, and some twine. He got on his knees so he could open it up and put it on. One bar went behind Logan's balls and the other in front, under the root of his cock. Because of the spacers it didn't close completely but as Jack tied off the twine to secure it it constricted Logan and made his sack tight. It only took moments for his balls to turn purple beneath Jack's fingers as he fondled him.

"Shit," Logan swore, trying to free his hands and whimpering softly. "Jack," he gasped softly, trying to pull free and swallowing hard. "What the hell is this thing?"

"It's going to help you. I don't want you to come too early and end all this," he said, then he sank to his knees and began to suck and lick the head of Logan's cock. He teased the slit with his tongue and slid wet lips back to the ridge, but no farther. He knew how sensitive Logan was right there and he worked over him until he was hard and his cock jerked and bobbed and he had to chase it to keep sucking and teasing.

"Shit," Logan swore again, thrusting his hips forward in search of more as he panted and chased Jack's lips.

"Please," he panted.

Jack took hold of Logan's cock and began to pump it in his fist, keeping his wet lips just on the head. He licked the bitter salt taste of precome and moaned loudly, reaching down to rub his own cock through the fly of his jeans. He was going to have to work hard to be patient. He wanted this to be good for Logan.

When the taste got stronger and he felt Logan's cock swell and jerk he abruptly let go and got to his feet.

"That's a good start," he said.

"Shit, shit- Jack, what the fuck?" Logan panted, clearly wound up and close as he hung limply from the ropes and gave Jack a hurt look.

"Don't tease me, come on- It's my birthday," he panted, pulling hard on the ropes.

Jack paid him no mind. He went to the toys again and found a dildo he'd turned and polished. It was one that mimicked beads and was made for teasing, not fucking. Jack grabbed the lube and prepared Logan with his fingers.

"You're never going to forget this birthday," he said as he slowly slid the rod in, one rounded bump at a time.

"Please, Jack, come on. I need you," he said softly. "I need you, okay? Is that what you need to hear?" he pleaded, feeling the beads as they teased and taunted him.

He hated being teased, it made him crazy.

"I do like to hear that, but that's not what's going to do it tonight," he said, making sure the toy rubbed against Logan's prostate as he worked it in and out. When he felt Logan relax enough that he could screw him easily he reached around and began to jerk him off again. He was sure he'd waited long enough that Logan wouldn't lose control too fast. He wanted to make this last. And he wanted to see just what it took to get Logan cussing and spitting and begging to get off.

Logan pulled so hard on his bonds that he nearly lifted himself up off the floor, holding on tight to the ropes and trying to wrap a leg around the other man- if only because it was the only way he could hold onto him.

"Please," he panted.

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