It was late at night. Brad had been working hard on the next single, making minor edits at a computer in his studio. You had been sitting on the sofa behind him as he worked, keeping him company as he worked. He was wearing a pale, pink button down shirt (which was halfway undone) with a pair of black trousers. As he works away though, your phone soon lights up. You look down and see that, not only was it 12:00am, but you have a little notification telling you it’s Brad’s birthday. You get up off the sofa and come up behind him as he’s still working with his headphones on, but he notices your presence. “Heya.” He smiled, looking a bit tired as he took his headphones off, leaving them around his neck. “Sorry, I know it's late.” “It's fine, baby.” You say, wrapping your arms around him from behind the chair, running your hands beneath the shirt and feeling his soft, warm body. “Happy birthday.” You whisper into his ear before kissing his cheek. “Mmm thank you. I didn't even realise.” He half laughs as you continue to kiss the side of his face. “I’m your boyfriend. It's my job to be on the ball.” You chuckle. “Ball? Singular?” Brad says, half jokingly as he spins around in his chair so he’s facing you. “Always so smooth.” You tease, amused as he wraps his own arms around your waist and pulls you in, so you’re soon straddling his lap. One hand travels from your waist, to your stomach, up your body until it cups your face. His big brown eyes look into your face. “I love you.” He says, softly, before pulling you in for a kiss. You softly moan into his mouth as your lips begin a romantic dance together, sliding your tongues against each other. Things quickly get more and more heated as Brad’s hard cock is rubbing against your ass. Eventually, his patience runs out. His strong arms lift you up and you instinctively wrap your limbs around him as he stands. He carries you back to the couch before dropping you onto the sofa, quickly getting on top.
“I want you naked…” He whispers into your ear, gripping the bottom of your shirt and hurriedly lifting it up over your head, throwing it away. He kisses your neck, hungrily, as his fingers fumble at your pants, undoing them as fast as he can. You can't help but moan as his teeth nibble at your flesh. Soon, he pulls your pants straight off your legs, along with the underwear beneath, throwing them away too. You're left completely naked underneath him. “You really are the best gift of all.” Brad says before kissing you again, passionately. As his tongue fucks your mouth, you begin unbuttoning the rest of Brad’s shirt, which he soon whipped off his body. As usual, your hands roam all over his bare body, squeezing his tits and feeling his muscular back as his hardon grinds into you. Your hands soon unbutton his pants and begin pushing them down, revealing he had been going commando. His rock hard cock pressed against yours, making you moan at the touch. “Fuck… I need your mouth…” Brad breathed, breaking off your lips. He rolled you both over so that he was lying on his back and you were on top. Your lips hungrily leave a trail of kisses down his neck, going over the curve of Brad’s pec towards his nipple. “Mmmmm…” Brad purrs as your mouth encases the erect, pink nub. As you suck on it, he grips your hair, letting out quiet, soft moans. You feel his cock throbbing against your stomach as the tip of your tongue circles the nipple. “P-Please…” He whimpers. You decide to give the birthday boy what he wants, and continue your trail of kisses down his smooth stomach, towards the erect cock. Precum is already leaking from the tip - you can tell he’s been thinking about this for a while. You part your lips before taking the tip of Brad’s cock into your mouth. “Awwwwwh fuck yeaaaah…” Brad groans in pleasure as he feels your hot, wet mouth swallow his inches. You feel the meat fill your jaw as you begin bobbing your head. It slides in and out of your mouth as you drool around the shaft, tasting the precum milk from his tip. “Shit, that feels good…” Brad moans as his fingers grip your hair. You moan back, around the cock, sending chills through Brad’s body. As you continue to move your head back and forth, you reach your hands up to the perfect tits and squeeze, feeling his perfect, soft chest in the palm of your hand. “Ohhh yeah, baby… Fuck, your throat is so tight…” Brad shudders, feeling your drool trickle down over his balls. “I-I need to fuck you. Baby, lemme make love to you…” Brad blurts out, desperately. You come off the cock and look up into his eyes, which are showing nothing but love and lust. He pulls you up by the hair, but gently, so you can both crash your lips together. His arms wrap around your body, holding you close as your cocks press against each other. You moan into his mouth as his lips gracefully dance against yours, expressing love in a way words can’t. You both find yourselves slowly getting into position, keeping your lips attached as he sits up against the back of the sofa, his feet not quite touching the floor thanks to his short legs. Meanwhile, you straddle his lap with your ass hovering over Brad’s hard cock. “I’m ready when you are.” Brad finally says after your lips tear apart. “You know I’m always ready.” You whisper, before beginning to lower your ass. His nails grip your ass as his cock pushes it’s way inside you - a feeling that was all too familiar. “Ohhhh yeah, baby… Mmm, fuck.” Brad groans as your ass sinks lower and lower. You can feel it penetrating you, rubbing against your inner walls as it goes deeper and deeper. You can’t help but cuss and moan from the pleasure and pain. “Is that nice, baby?” He asks you, making sure you’re comfortable as he gently squeezes your ass gently. “Mmmhmmm…” You nod, before beginning to bounce your hips up and down. As his cock slides in and out of you, the two of you moan as the euphoric sensations rush through your bodies. “Oh fuck yeah, baby… Keep bouncing… Fuck, I’m so hard.” Brad mutters as he watches you bounce up and down. He begins to thrust upwards as well, meeting your ass halfway. Your ass continuously slaps against his thighs, filling the studio with your own, special music. You can't help but get louder as Brad’s hand wraps around your cock, pumping it as precum drips onto his stomach. “Oh yeah, you like it, baby? Feel good?” He grunts as your hands squeeze his tits again, using them to keep your balance. “Oh fuck yeah…” You nod, glistening in sweat under the dim light above. “Mm fuck… Yeah… I can see it in your eyes… Fuck, you take my cock so good…” He mutters, looking directly into your hazy pupils. “I bet you were just waiting for the excuse to hop on my dick, hmm? You wanted this bad, didn't you?” Brad smirks, cheekily. “You know I don't need an excuse.” You point out. “Mmmmm, you know me so well.” Brad chuckled before pulling you into a hungry, passionate kiss. He wraps his arms around you as your tongues dance together. When he finally breaks off, he says one thing: “Hold on.” You quickly catch on and hold onto his shoulders as he lifts you up, yet again. Your limbs wrap around his body again. He carries you until he has you pinned against the closest wall, with your head right next to a framed Cherry Blossom vinyl. “Don’t hold back. Get loud.” Brad whispers into your ear before he begins to thrust his hips hard into you. You cry out as your nails claw into his shoulders and back, feeling his balls slap into your ass while he rails into you. “Argh fuck yeah! Take it! Mmmmm fuck, so tight!” Brad grunts as he’s carrying you in the air against the wall, plunging his cock deep inside you again and again. He’s kissing and nipping at your neck - you can feel his hot breath against your skin as he’s ramming it inside you. You can see his back shimmering in sweat as he whispers horny, naughty things into your ear, between working on a hickey. You moan loudly for him, hopefully loud enough for the neighbours to hear - something that turns Brad on. “Oh fuck yeah, baby… Argh, I love you so much…” Brad grunts as his teeth graze your skin. “I love you too!” You say, your hair gripping the back of his curly, cloud-like hair as you feel the power of his hard thrusts. Your hard cock is twitching as you’re getting closer and closer and Brad could tell. “You getting close, darling?” Brad mutters, giving your shoulder some kisses. “Y-Yeah!” You moan. “Do it, baby. Fucking soak me!” Brad encourages you, before kissing you hard. The kiss is messy as your brain turns to mush, getting closer and closer to the point of no return. As he bites down on your bottom lip, you can't hold it in anymore. Your back arches as you break off of his lips, roaring in pleasure as the cock between you both erupts. Your cock pulsates as it sprays Brad’s tits and stomach in cum, as long as your abdomen and chest. “Oh fuck yeah! Oh fuckkk, that’s so hot! Fuck, you’re so good…” Brad moaned at the sight of me shaking in his arms, experiencing the rush of the orgasm. “Fuck, I'm close…” Brad muttered before carrying you over to the couch again. He places your ass on the arm rest and has you fall back into the seat. He keeps hold of your feet though, placing them onto his shoulders as he begins ramming into you, even harder than before. You moan and jolt with pleasure at every brutal thrust Brad gives. As you look up at him, you watch as your own cum is dripping down his body and how his sweaty tits are bouncing with every aggressive movement. “Awh yeah, baby… Take it… Mmm fucking take it! God, I’m so close, I’m gonna cum inside you, okay?” Brad grunts, sweat literally dripping from his forehead. “Please! Breed me! I want it so bad!” You beg between incoherent moans. Finally, the lead singer can’t hold it back any longer. He plunges his cock as deep as it can go inside of you as he lets out a long, loud, voice cracking roar. You feel it pulsating inside, flooding your hole with his warm juices. It’s gushing out. Round after round after round as Brad’s knees tremble. “Arrgh-Urragghhh!!! Fuck yeah! Ohhhh my God! You are the best… Fuckkkking hell…” Brad moans as he comes down from his high. When he finishes, Brad slips his cum-soaked cock out of your ass and lowers your legs so they’re dangling over the edge of the arm rest. His body is still drenched in your seed as he wipes his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand. “Ready for a spunk sandwich?” He pants. “Always.” You say as you spread your arms out. He collapses on top of you, bear hugging you as the cum on his body now sticks to yours’ - something he calls a spunk sandwich. “That was amazing.” Brad mutters, as your arms wrap around him, tightly. “You were amazing.” You flirt, kissing his cheek as his head lays on your shoulder. “If this is what all my future birthdays are gonna look like, then that’s what’s amazing.” Brad chuckles. “Your birthday hasn’t even started yet.” You remind him with a smirk, thinking about your day tomorrow. “You naughty little thing. Mmm, how many rounds you think we’re gonna go tomorrow?” Brad asks, whispering into your ear before giving it a nibble. “As many as you want.” You tell him. He leans up a bit, to look you in the eyes. “Your ass is gonna be so sore.” He says with a naughty smile, before kissing you passionately. And as you both make out into the late hours of night and say numerous ‘I love you’s, you can’t help but feel excitement for the birthday ‘festivities’.
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