RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

I smile nervously as I walk over and sit with him. I wish I could figure out what's going on behind this guys baby blues.

"You're really freaking me out here, Cobes." I say, laughing mirthlessly, "I mean, I trust you and everything but you're being secretive and devious and that is never good."

Except for the time it ended up with me locked in the drunk tank downtown, the real bad cop Coby coming to deal with me. That was fun.

"Trust me baby, it's all good," I say with a smile.

I take a hold of his hands and smile sweetly at him as I rub my thumb over his tattooed hands.

"Brian, do you remember what I gave to you on your seventeen birthday?" I ask him.

I know it's a long shot that he might remember what it was. I mean, he still has the present, but he may not remember why he's got it, or how he got it. A lot has gone on in our lives since then, I only remember because of how special Brian is to me, but, if I'm as special to him as I think I am, he should remember.

[[Flashback soon?]]

"My 17th?" I repeat, contemplating this for a long moment.

Of course I remember, I can barely remember my own name half the time but when it comes to the time me and Coby have spent together, I remember every little detail, every smile, every laugh, every slap on the arm for being stupid.

"I think I do." I say, smirking in that infuriating way I have.

[[Sounds like a plan.]]

"That's a good thing then, because, what I've got planned for you, links with that, if you can remember what I said to you that day," I say with a smile.

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26 DAYS AGO, TODAY

"Thanks again for this Zacky," I say to Zack as I leave his dorm, the present I brought for Brian months again in my hand.

I turn back around to Zacky as he tells me it's no problem before all but shoving me out of his dorm room. I swear him and Matt need to calm the sex down a little bit, anyone would think it was be their last days as men any day now.

I laugh to myself at the thought of Matt and Zacky being women, doing their make up and complaining about period pains as I make my way back down the hallway back to mine and Brian's dorm room. His present in hand as I finger the wrapping paper gently.

"I hope you're going to like this Brian."

I don't ever remember feeling excited about a birthday before. I'm trying desperately hard to think of any but none are coming to mind. If it wasn't literal birthday beatings for daring to survive another year, it was a special "you're a big boy now" feel up.

I adjust my position on the bed to stop my stomach from churning at the final thoughts, yuck.

I wonder where Coby is. I don't think he has any lessons today and if he does, he should be skipping them for me, goddamnit!

I put the little wrapped up box in my pocket, smiling as I pat the box and walk over to mine and Brian's door. I take a deep breath to calm myself so I don't let anything slip about the present being in my pocket. Brian's being looking for my present ever since I let it slip that I got him something special. Why do you think I let it with Matt and Zacky?

I pull open the door and look around the wooden door to see Brian sitting on the bed, looking up at the ceiling.

"Anything interesting up there?" I ask him, snapping him out of his thoughts before moving around the door and walking into the door, closing the door behind me.

"How you doing my birthday boy?" I ask him before walking over to Brian, who's still sitting on the bed, and kissing his forehead gently.

I smile everytime I see him, I can't help myself. I close my eyes as his lips meet my head before looking back at him.

"I'm doing great now you're finally here." I say, smiling, "I was lonely and the cracks in the roof aren't very talkative."

I look over him, trying to spot if there's anything different about him, any bulges that shouldn't be there, excpet for obvious ones, anything that could give away what he's got me for my present. It's not that I'm materialistic, I just can't help myself today, I'm allowed to be like a little kid with the excitement.

"Pft, tell me about it, before you where in here, they were my only friends," I say to him as I sit down on the bed next to him and take his hands into my lap, brushing my fingers over his knuckles.

I watch him as he looks over me. I'm not sure if it's because he's checking me out, or if it's because he's looking for his present. I am hoping it's the first one, then my next question won't make me seem like such a perv.

"So, do you want to show me how much you missed me?" I grin at him, hoping that he's a little bit more up for some action, since it is his birthday.

"Mm?" I ask, looking back up at him, "Oh you... uh, yeah, yeah, definitely."

I smile at him, hoping he's not insulted by my response to his question. He should know by now that I'd never turn him down. Well I might verbally do it and physically but emotionally... I'm... I should just scratch my last thought.

"Did you have anything special in mind, seeing as it is my birthday and everything?" I ask.

"Juuuuuuuuuust," I move onto my knees and move my mouth over to his, "maybe a little kissing."

I kiss his lips softly, just the once before pulling away from him and smiling at him.

"Maybe a little bit of undressing? Whatever you want to do really, I mean, it is your birthday."

I'm hoping he doesn't just want to cuddle, I had a somewhat innocent plan. Well, so innocent that I was going to get him to grab my bulge, but make him go for the cardboard one, rather than the flesh one.

"What'da ya say?"

"That sounds like fun to me." I say, smiling at him.

I'm so much better with the intimacy, we've tried having sex before but things always go wrong. It's not that I wouldn't really want to today, it's just I'm pretty certain anything too heated would get interrupted by well wishers today, I know what these boys are like. Birthday boys are always stormed in on unannounced because of the liklihood of nudity and possible threesome offers.

"Especially because it involves nakedness. I like that where you're involved."

"Well then, this is going to be an amazing birthday for you then?" I say to Brian with a crocodile grin as I loom over him, so that he's on his back.

I crawl onto his lap and take a seat on his lap, my hands pressing into the pillow next to his head. I look down at his slightly frightened look on his face as I lean down to kiss him.

"You're OK with this right, Angel?" I ask him before I'm about to kiss him.

I take a moment to adjust to having Coby on top of me, steadying my breathing. I trust him with my life but I still get a little bit twitchy whenever we do anything intimate. I don't want to flashback and ruin it all, or see him as my abuser and try to hurt him.

"Yeah, I'm good." I say, nodding in agreement, "I'm good."

I smile down on him at his answer before kissing him like I had planned to. Just keeping my lips over his, my hand moving to his hair and playing with the long strands.

I love just kissing him, because he's not like the other guys in this place. Every kiss is special to him, every touch could be make or break in how much he wants me to touch him.

He just needs to find the mysterious prize now.

I kiss him back, lips just brushing against his, so much so that it can still be a kiss but it's still innocent. My hands move up to grip at his sides, confident that this is a place I won't freak out on him for just now.

I want to go further today, to push myself further so that we can have that happy birthday love making or something like that. I want to make today special for both of us.

I nervously move my hands down his back, trying to bring myself to at least grab at his ass now.

"Hmmmm," I let out a little moan as my eyes slip closed and my hands move from the pillow beside Brian's head and down to his shirt collar.

I start to unbutton Brian's shirt, my fingers fumbling with the buttons a little as I am still kissing him with my eyes closed, but neither of us are in any real rush.

I feel his hands mingling onto the rim of my jeans, about to move onto my ass and I grin a little in the kiss.

Come on Angel, just a little further...

I can feel my shirt being taken from me, causing me to feel a little nervous. Goddamnit, the other night we were nearly screwing in the showers, what's changed now? Trust my birthday to be one of my bad days.

I force myself forward, moving my hands abruptly from their current position right onto his ass, causng both of us to yelp a little.

This seems to be enough to encourage me to move forward, deepening the kisses just a little, my lips moving more against his now. My hands rest comfortable on his butt, squeezing a little as I do so.

I groan against Brian's lips as I feel his hands needing at my ass gently. I love his light touches so much, it's something about his unsure touches that really turn me on.

I push Brian's shirt away from his body, just leaving it on his shoulders so it leaves a little more to my imagination. I pull away from Brian's lips and rest for the bottom of my t shirt to pull it over my head. I sit up on Brian's lap and do just that.

"You still okay Angel?" I ask him before throwing my t shirt down onto the floor.

I nod at him, "Mmhmm!"

I rest my hands on his soft, flat stomach, smiling at the feel under my fingers. I'm trying to memorize what it looks like this. He's told me all about the thousands of tattoos he's got planned, one day I won't be able to see this soft tan colour anymore.

My hands rub across his stomach once more before coming to rest on his thighs.

"I'm just great."

I grin happily down at him.

"That's good then," I say before moving my hands down to Brian's belt buckle and fiddling with the buckle, just to tease him.

I bite into my lip as I feel his soft hands brush over my stomach, making me quiver a little from the light touches. Damn, he's so good at that.

I peer down to his hands at my pants. It's then it clicks that I haven't acually had that much to do with this getting naked idea. I should probably start helping out here, don't want to look like I'm not into this.

I move my own hands up his legs, moving to the button on his jeans, popping it swiftly. My hand rests there as I smirk up at him.

"You want me to get rid of those?" I ask.

Has be not felt the budge in my pants. And I don't mean the obvious one? I mean, I am not about to object to sex here and full frontal nudity, but I want him to find the present. I spent so long finding it, I want him to open it, I want to see that look on his gorgeous face.

"Well, you could tease me, a little?" I ask him hopefully.

Normally I'd be insulted but I can see he's getting at something here. I just smile and nod. I smile a little as I move my hands from his jeans, now just open enough to keep my eyes satisfied - and terrified - but still covering enough so that I have more work to do.

I bring myhands back up across his torso, tracing over his body, trying to remember everything about it. I want to do that, be one of those guys who can spot a tiny difference a mile off.

I move my hands down over his back, over the ridges and the smooth skin before bringing them back around his middle once more, down to his legs, moving over the... weirdly jutting shape.

"What the...?"

Bingo.

"What's wrong Brian?" I ask him as I cock my head to the side and look down at him.

I feel his hand on the little box and I flex my leg so that he can fit his hand inside of my pocket and pull out the wrapped box.

I gasp as he holds onto the box with a look of confusion and excitement on his face, "What's this?!"

"Dude, if you don't know the answer to that, I don't know if I want to." I say, half smiling.

I look over the box in my hand, wrapped in - obviously - purple paper. This must be the special present he's hidden from me, his weed he leaves out but this he hides.

"Can I open it?" I ask.

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