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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"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.

Jack liked this, these moments when he had to pay close attention to Logan. He knew the other man was never going to admit he was about to come so Jack had to rely on the way he was breathing, the way his cock jerked and swelled and pulsed in his hand, and the way Logan twisted in his bonds.

It was only when he was sure Logan was painfully close that he abruptly stopped again. He pulled the toy free and tossed it aside to be cleaned later.

"Tell me you love me," he demanded as he moved to face Logan again and he began to toy with his nipples, inching and pulling.

"Right now I fucking hate you, you smug son of a bitch," Logan swore, fighting harder- then whimpering as his body begged for release.

He was so wound up, so aroused, and Jack was so close. Jack was right there. He was sure he'd never wanted anything in his life as much as he wanted the other man right that moment.

"I swear to god, I swear to god, Jack, if you tease me all night I will make sure you have blue balls for a month, alright?"

It was probably unhealthy but Jack ate it up when Logan went off like that. He loved the fire in the younger man and knowing that it was desire that sparked the ferocity only made it that much more enjoyable.

"Not all night," he promised, fetching another toy. This time he grabbed a vibrator and started rubbing it along the base of Logan's cock, teasing the head with it and then moving it down to draw it lightly across his tightly restricted balls.

His whole body shuddered, cock twitching and balls aching as he let out another whimper and tried to get just a little more.

No one but Jack could do this to him. No one else could leave him so wound up and wanton. Jack just had power over him that no one else ever had. Jack had his fear, Jack had his respect, Jack had his heart.

"That's right. That's what I like to hear," he purred softly. This was driving him out of his mind but as long as he had his jeans on he could ignore the throbbing in his groin.

Jack stroked Logan again, nice and slow. Long, smooth strokes. And all the while he worked the vibrator against the base of his cock, paying special attention to the underside of the head where all the nerves were.

"I'm going to fuck you so slowly," he promised. "I'm going to leave you tied up like this and I'm going to slide in. I'm going to go so slow, Logan. I want to make it last. When you come I want you fucking weak. I want you hanging in these ropes when you finally tip over the edge."

"I'm never weak," Logan panted. "Jesus Christ, Jack, come on. Please. I need you. I need it. Get this fucking thing off me and just... Come on. Come on, you remember the first time, right. No hesitation. No waiting. You wanted me. Don't you want me?" he pressed, trying to manipulate the man into giving him what he wanted.

"Want you so much," he replied, his voice quiet and rough. He stroked Logan just a few more times to keep him on edge, then he moved away yet again. Jack put the vibrator away and picked up a paddle. He didn't want Logan to come yet but he wanted to keep him needy.

"Time for your birthday spanking," he smirked, then laid into Logan, one hit falling upon the next.

"I swear to god, Jack. I swear to god. I'm going to kick your ass so hard," he hissed, panting and twisting with each smack.

"Fucking bastard!" he gasped.

Little turned him on more than trying to nail Logan's ass while he twisted and squirmed while bound. He landed a few more good licks, appreciating the way Logan's ass turned red under his attention.

"Don't act like you don't like it," he said as he stepped in front of Logan again. He could hardly wait anymore and he freed his own cock just so he could step close and grip his and Logan's together. He began to stroke and rut a little, rubbing his cock against Logan's.

Logan leaned in, attacking the only way he could as he scraped his teeth against the other man's shoulder and tired to bite down- All while his hips rocked forward in search of more.

Jack kept rubbing, kept stroking, only winding himself up to a point where he couldn't stand to wait anymore. Logan's teeth on his skin only aroused him more, but he didn't want to get bitten so he grabbed the young man by the hair and pulled his head back.

"Need you," he murmured, leaning in to taste Logan's throat. "Almost. Soon..."

Adams apple bobbing, Logan swallowed hard, trying not to moan or show how aroused he was.

"No. You need me now," he said, sounding surprisingly calm. "You need me right now, Captain."

"I do need you right now," he agreed, but he hesitated just a moment so he could enjoy the feel of Logan's pulse against his tongue. He kissed down his throat and along his collarbone and nuzzled the junction of his neck and shoulder.

Jack couldn't take it another minute. Logan accused him of being impatient but he felt he'd done well. He'd made sure his husband was ready. He let go of Logan's cock only so he could move behind him. Thanks to the toy Logan was slick and ready and it didn't take much for Jack to guide himself into place and thrust in.

Logan moaned, rocking back to meet Jack as he panted softly and closed his eyes.

"Fuck. You can untie me you know. I'll be good. I'm always so good," he panted- even though they both knew it was bullshit. Logan was never good- Logan was a devious little jackass.

"Come on," he panted. "Come on, Captain."

Jack chuckled softly, a sound punctuated by gasps and moans.

"I'm not untying you," he replied. "I'm not sure if I'm ever untying you. I might just keep you out here, just like this. I can take care of you and fuck you whenever I like..."

It was pure fantasy, of course. Jack might do many things, but keeping Logan a prisoner here was beyond imagination. But in his head...in his head it was hot.

Logan couldn't help it, he moaned at the thought- Even though he knew it was something they could never do. Not now. Not with Joe to look after.

Still, the fantasy spurred him on as he moaned and rocked back harder.

"Touch me," he demanded with a gasp.

Jack reached around him and took hold of his cock to pull him off, but his other hand came around, too. He moved it higher and higher until he took hold of Logan's throat and pulled him back tight against his body. His hips pistoned quickly, though at this angle he could only sink so deep.

No one else was allowed to have that much power over him. No one ever in his life had been offered that much trust. He surrendered completely to Jack, closing his eyes and letting the other man control him completely as he grew closer and closer to coming undone.

"Shit," he panted softly, knowing he was close.

"You can come now," Jack whispered in his ear. "I'm not going to stop again. Come for me, Logan. You're so hot. I love you like this. Do it for me..."

He moved a little slower, thrusting in hard as he could. He was so close, the friction and grip just right. He'd never last. He didn't care, though. This wasn't about him.

Logan didn't need to be told twice, and he came with a shudder and a moan, spilling into Jack's hand as his whole body trembled in pleasure.

He was panting and gasping, his ass clenching around the other man's erection as he let out a long and low moan.

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