Noah's New Plan - 29. Chapter 29

"Any big birthday plans tonight?" Leslie asked.

Noah shook his head and picked up his bag. "Eli and I are going to dinner. That's about it. I haven't had a chance to see him the past couple days, so I'm looking forward to a relaxing evening with him."

"Mm-hmm. Relaxing..."

"Get your mind out of the gutter. Let's go." Noah flipped the main light switches, and the library went dark.

"I'm coming," Leslie griped as she grabbed her purse from behind the counter. "Hold your horses."

After setting the alarm, Leslie followed him out the front doors, and they'd barely shut before his key was in the lock. Despite plans of "doing nothing," Noah was eager to get the night started.

Leslie gave him a quick hug. "Happy birthday. See you tomorrow." She ended the hug and turned toward her car, only stopping long enough to call put over her shoulder, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

"That's not a lot," Noah called back.

* * * *

"Hey, babe." Eli shut the door behind him. "Ready to go?"

Noah greeted his man with a kiss. Looking and smelling freshly showered, Eli wore a polo-style shirt and a pair of comfortable jeans.

"You smell good."

Noah slid his hands over Eli's muscular chest. He stopped when he felt something under Eli's shirt. Over his left pec, the shirt bulged slightly from a square-shaped object that could be felt even underneath the wife-beater he wore under the shirt.

"What's this?" He pulled at the waistband, and peered

"It was going to be part of your surprise. But you're too damn smart."

Eli grabbed the waistband of his shirt and pulled it off. He then peeled off the skintight tank top, exposing a square gauze bandage taped to his skin.

Noah gasped. "What happened?"

Eli picked at the corner and slowly peeled it back. Wet and shiny, the skin was red around a brand new tattoo. In ornate script was inked Noah.

Noah was speechless. Yeah, Eli had more tattoos than he could count, but this was different. It was for him. He'd placed Noah's name permanently on his body. It would be there for the rest of his life. If that wasn't commitment...

He threw himself against Eli, wrapping his arms around his man's neck.

"Dinner can wait. Come on, let's get naked."

* * * *

"Eli..."

Noah moaned as he braced himself on Eli. His knees were starting to hurt, but he couldn't stop. Not until he got Eli off.

Bouncing hard and fast, he rode Eli's big cock. Since they'd been tested and were monogamous, they were now having sex unprotected. The thick shaft felt so good inside him, just like it always did. Without the condom, there was an added level of intimacy.

Eli's cock hit the right spots, milking pre-cum from Noah, making his aching dick drip strings of sticky fluid into the curls of hairs covering Eli's hard belly.

Noah had a hard time deciding what to look at: the pure ecstasy on Eli's face, or the brand new tattoo on his chest.

"Baby." Eli grunted. His hands gripped Noah's waist, tightening as his body went rigid. "I'm close."

"Touch me, Eli," Noah begged.

Eli wrapped his fist around Noah's weeping shaft. Pleasure arced through Noah's body. He thrust up into Noah's fist, then slammed back down. Just a bit more... "Oh god!"

He came hard, moaning and gasping. Strings of cum tore from Noah's cock and splattered across Eli's body.

Eli thrust his hips up. "Fuck!"

Noah felt his cock stiffen even harder. It throbbed inside him, and he knew that Eli was releasing. He stayed still, waiting until Eli finished.

His knees finally couldn't take anymore. He slid free and collapsed next to Eli.

Eli rolled onto his side. He pressed a kiss to Noah's mouth.

"Happy birthday, baby."

"I love you, Eli." He stroked his fingers around the tattoo. "Thank you for my present."