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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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.

Jack didn't hold back from seeking his own release. Logan's body gripped him perfectly and he could feel how he shook. He couldn't hold off and he didn't want to.

"Fuck," he hissed, gripping Logan's throat just a little too tightly as he sank in and pulsed his release within Logan. It seemed like it was drawn out of the very core of him and he shuddered a couple times before he was completely spent.

"God, Logan," he mumbled as he held on, keeping Logan close.

Hanging limp in his bonds, Logan couldn't find his voice to speak. He could hardly find the energy to keep his eyes open, if he was honest...

He couldn't remember the last time he'd come so hard.

It took him a minute to recover and then Jack slipped free and began to kiss Logan's back and shoulders as he fussed with the knots to free him.

"Are you okay?" he asked softly.

Logan nodded, but as Jack freed his arms he had to reach back and hold onto the other man to keep himself upright.

God, when had he gotten so old? Not that long ago he could have gone all night.

"It's okay. It's okay, I've got you," he said quietly. As soon as he had Logan completely free he moved him back just a bit to the rough, island-made bed they had put in the work room.

"Lay down for a minute. I...I need a minute," he said, laughing softly.

Logan fell onto the bed and pulled the other man down with him, wanting to keep him close.

"I love you," he said finally. You can have as many minutes as you want, captain."

Jack hummed softly and smiled as he squirmed to get close and comfortable. Logan felt good and Jack wanted to keep touching him, though he was spent and nearly useless. He was uncoordinated and clumsy as he pawed at his husband and searched for a kiss.

"I love you, too," he replied. "Happy birthday."

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