A long lane at night

2.10. BIRTHDAY Part 2

And the four of them left. I gladly took a large gulp of my perfect Coke-float and I was halfway through munching on more pancakes when Nate entered the room with another covered plate on his hand.

'I hope you have room for more,' he said, put the plate on my tray next to the pancakes and took the lid off to reveal a huge pile of his Turkish delights.

'Are all of those for me?!' I asked, hearing in my voice the brightness I surely had on my eyes, feeling the connection from my taste buds all the way down to my happy stomach. Nate let out a small tender laugh.

'They are, Sunbeam.'

'Here,' I said and placed one between my teeth, half of it still hanging out, 'share with me.'

Nate approached me with a happy face, bit the Turkish delight and we shared what had to literally be the sweetest kiss we ever had.

'Hm,' I said, 'why didn't you tell me that awesome sex we had during the night was my special birthday sex? You know I never remember my birthday's coming.'

'You know when you think to yourself, "I'm reaching my late-twenties, I'm an accomplished professional, I'm a father and I'm about to get married, Uncle Brian can't scare me anymore"? Well, let me tell you, you're wrong. He can and he will. He forbade me from spoiling this morning surprise.'

'Well, I hope you know that, since you didn't tell me that was my birthday sex, it didn't count.'

'And when did you ever have birthday sex?'

'I'm intent on starting this year and keeping the tradition all of our lives.'

'I see,' Nate had that look that made me want to ravish him. 'Uh, Jack? How about we see how good you are at multitasking? Enjoy your breakfast before your Coke-floats gets hot, big guy.'

I took a sip from the glass and watched as Nate laid face down on the bed between my legs. He crawled until his head was under the tray. I did have to lift it a bit. He pulled my pants down and put me in his mouth. I placed the glass with the tray on my side to enjoy the feeling, but Nate stopped, raised his head up and said in a soft voice.

'Multitask, mister. If you stop, I stop.'

Coordinating a fork in my hand while the pressure of Nate's tongue sent pleasure shock waves all through my skin and bones was impressively difficult.

'You know,' Nate said raising up. I wanted to protest that I was keeping my end of the deal, but what he said next was a great surprise. 'I love the way you taste, but I'm wondering if you can taste even sweeter.'

He grabbed the condensed milk bottle on the tray and it wasn't on the pancakes where he squirted its content. It was a different and awesome kind of shock. The cold of the liquid against my skin sent shivers up my spine, but it was immediately followed by the warmth of his mouth and I was happy I had nothing in mine.

I was close to finishing, well, everything. My glass was already empty and there was only one bite of pancakes left. Nate took notice and did an even better job than until then. I barely had time to swallow my last portion when Nate did the same with his.

He sat up with a satisfied smile on his face. 'See? Sparkly clean.' He then took the bottle of condensed milk and squirted it directly inside of his mouth.

'You know,' I said, barely able to breathe, 'we drink from the bottle like that since we were kids, but I won't ever look at a condensed milk container the same way.'

Nate laughed. 'Open up, Jack, I know you want it.'

I cannot lie, I did.

I opened my mouth wide and stuck my tongue out. He aimed the bottle and squirted in a generous amount of the sweet.