Assassin [dylmas]

12.

„Make a wish!" Shouted Kaya kissing his cheek and Thomas blushed.

The huge cake had eighteen burnig candles, and all the guests cheered 'Happy birthday' out loud. Thomas glanced at the other side of the cake and caught Dylan's eyes. He leaned down and blew the candles out earning a round of applause.

„I can imagine what you wished for," Kaya riesd her eyebrow. „Welcome to the legal land."

Thomas smiled. He was so happy today. He had all his best friends and his guest of honor, his beloved boyfriend with him. The only person missing on the party was Zero, becuse she needed to ride back home for a short time.

A wiatress stared to cut the cake and Thomas grabbed his plate, and a second one, and hurried to Dylan.

The older boy wore a black jacket to black jeans and a white nonchalantly unbuttoned shirt.

„Happy birthday," whispered Dylan when Thomas gave him the plate and pressed a sweet kiss on his lips.

„I never though you like boys," said Walter, one of Thomas' best school frinds.

„Only this one," Thomas grabbed Dylan's hand. „Come."

„Where?" Dylan glanced around.

Everyone was busy with the cake.

„I want my bday present," whisperd Thomas his eyes catching fire.

„Oh!" Dylan smiled shyly, but he followed Thomas up the stairs to a room.

Thomas had hired a old villa for the pary and it had this castle like funiture and style.

„Do you want it now?" asked Dylan when they left the plates on a dresser and closed the door behind them.

„Don't you want it?" asked Thomas.

„What about the guests, it must be a quick one, and I never really imagined my first time to be so rushed," Dylan leaned against a big round wooden table.

„What elase do you have in mind?" asked Thomas.

His hormones were rising, his mind was buzzing with all the desire and it caused him physical pain that Dylan decided to say no.

„I can strip for you and do a lapdance or something," Dylan smiled.

"Ok, go for it," Thomas put his hands in fists.

„I was just kidding. . ." Dylan glanced at the table behind him. „You mean really. . ." he was amused.

„I said go for it, it's my birthday," Thomas felt the emotions are boiling in him.

Dylan blushed and smield to himself.

"But no on will ever find out, not even Kaya," he said.

„Deal," Thomas bit his lip.

Dylan smiled and jumped on the table.

The loud music from downstairs was coming through the foor and right now they were palying Nicki Minaj.

Thomas moved few steps back and leaned againts the dresser. His pearcing eyes were focused at the older boy, that started to dance. He tossed his jacket away and tried his best to not to smile like an idiot. Thomas was calm and serious, and that made Dylan more insecure. He got rid of his shoes and socks as they definitely aren't sexy and unbuttoned his jeans. He slid them down and tried to hide the blush. Thomas was amused but turned on. The older boy had this cute strange dancemoves, that were very funny. But he was still so sexy. His manly body getting more nad more exposed. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and Thomas glanced at his traind chest, and felt the heat on his face. Dylan's skin was naturally tanned as he was mixture of latin genes. Thoams moved closer, when Dylan was left in his boxershorts only.

The older boy jumped of the table and pushed Thomas on it starting to lapdance him stongly. Thomas felt he's getting hard before he could control it, he laid on the table and let out a moan.

„You're still not naked," whispered Thomas and Dylan started to pull his boxershorts down in a slowly manner. Thomas felt, that every hair on his body is erected.

„I want you," he whispered, when Dylan's boxershorts landed on a lamp and the man was left bare in front of him.

Thomas sat up and eyed his body up and down, his's small hands started to glide down the othwrs chest.

„I knew you were fit, but not like. . . wow," he whispered lifting his face up to meet the others eyes.

„I want you too," Dylan leand down and kissed Thomas so roughly and pssionately, that the younger boy lost all his sense of reality, space and time. Dylan pushed him on the table and climbed on him diving into his neck with so much passion, that Thomas stopped breathing. He felt like a little vunerable sensitive being, that's pleased by forces to huge to handle. Dylan garbbed his butts and moved him closer to his hips.

"Underss me," begged Thomas but before Dylan could do another move they heard a scream form downstairs.

Dylan jumped off the boy and grabbed his jeans pulling them up, and buttoning them up as fast as he could.

"Wait here," he said running out of the room.

Thomas sat on the table. The wold was spinning. More screams were heard and he tried to breath. He felt so empty, his most desired moment cut of so cruelly.

He got up and walked downstairs. When he entered the room, he felt panic. There were people screaming and collapsing everywhere. Some were spitting blood.

„Don't touch anything!" shouted Dylan. "And call the ambulance!"

„What happened," Thomas came closer and stopped in horror when he saw a pale and unconscious Kaya in Dylan's arms.

„The cake was poisoned!" shouted Dylan. "Quicker," he said.

He tried to shake Kaya awake while Thomas found his phone in his pocket. He dialed the emergency number and asked for help.

Than he sat on the stairs and started to cry.

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