Long Live Us

*Alex POV*

After the song, some cuddling and a lot of kisses, the boys began to make their way back to Alex’s house. What Jack didn’t know, is that a surprise party was waiting for him – most of the year group and some others were all hidden away in the back garden, ready to jump out and shout “surprise!” before letting the party get into full swing. The group had tried desperately to fly the five English boys out, but differences in holiday time tables meant that it couldn’t happen, although Josh and Dan were coming over at some point – another birthday surprise Jack didn’t know about. As they were walking back to the car, Alex sent a quick text to Rian to warn him, and allow the group to get everything, and everyone, ready and prepared. Jack was walking along next to him, blissfully oblivious, his goofy grin still gracing his face. Alex was glad, and relieved, that the song had not only gone well, but Jack had liked it, hadn’t laughed at him, and he didn’t screw it up in any way. It went perfectly, and he was over the moon about it.
Another ten minutes passed and the two boys were clambering out of the car, linking the fingers as they walked towards the front door. Jack still didn’t expect anything, it seemed, as Alex pushed the door open, and quickly ushered the lanky boy into the garden. Confused, Jack let Alex push him through the back door, but his suspicions were rising.
“Alex, what the hell? Why are we going in the garden? What’s going –“
“SURPRISE!” Jack’s questions were cut off by everyone shouting, leaping out of the bushes and from behind the trees. The dark haired boy jumped at the sudden noise, bringing himself closer to Alex before he realised what was happening and smiled once again.
“It’s not a Barakat birthday without a party!” Rian shouted, walking towards the pair from his original hiding place by the flower pots, shoving a beer into Alex’s and Jack’s hand. They both laughed, eagerly accepting the drink, Jack popping his open and raising it above his head.
“Cheers guys, let’s fucking party!”

A few hours passed and too say the party was in full swing would almost be an understatement. Sweaty, staggering bodies filled the rooms in the house as well as the garden, people laughing, singing, grinding, dancing, drinking, making out – all the usual things you would expect to be happening at such an event. Alex was currently standing in the garden with Matt, both of them shamelessly dancing awfully, laughing as they stumbled over their own feet. Some awful rap song was playing loudly, the two boys flapping their arms about randomly in desperate attempts to look cool, but epically failing and collapsing into each other in fits of drunken laughter.Their dancing was interrupted by Zack shouting that they were starting a game of ‘Seven Minutes in Heaven’ and that Matt and Alex just had to join them. Matt shrugged and headed for where the muscular boy had vanished back into the house, Alex quickly following him, ensuring to grab another bottle of whatever the hell it was he was drinking before he joined the circle. The brunette found himself positioned between Tay and Vic, the girl swaying slightly and grinning widely for no apparent reason. She greeted him eagerly, throwing her arm around his shoulders. Alex took a swig from his bottle and offered it to the girl, who took a gulp herself and handed it back with a grimace on her face.
“The fuuck is th-that?” she questioned, raising her eye brows and unlooping her arm to sort through her hair. Alex just shrugged, sorting out his own hair as he looked around the circle to see who was playing as the bottle was placed in the centre. The girls included Tay, Cass and Jenna, along with Hannah and Molly from Rian’s work, Zack’s friends Chloe, Lauren and Eleanor, and one or two Alex didn’t recognise. Boy wise, himself, Matt, Zack, Rian, Vic, a few out of school that he didn’t recognise, one he did recognise as Ronan, and of course Jack. The birthday boy was slumped into Zack’s side, poking at the muscular arms and mumbling to himself, a large bottle in between his knees, signalling that he was very very drunk.
“Right! Let’s get started.” Rian exclaimed, plopping into the spot that was saved for him between Hannah and Zack. The bottle was spun and ended with Matt and Hannah being sent to the small, downstairs bathroom that was christened as the closet for the evening. The group dissolved into chatter or what not as the seven minutes ticked away on whoever’s iPhone was situated in the middle of the group.
A few rounds later and various pairs had spent their seven minutes in the enclosed space together, including Jack and one of the girls, which Alex was not happy about, but was trying to keep his cool and not make his jealously blindingly obvious. It got too Jack’s turn, and he leant over and sloppily spun the bottle, his head circling as he watched it spin, his eyes glowing and a smile on his face. Alex watched it too, leaning on his hand with his elbow on his knee, his eyes following as the bottle slowed down, continuing to circle before it came to a stop.
It took a moment for the brunette to realise that it was one, pointing at him, and two, what that implied. Looking up, his eyes met Jack’s, which were bright despite the alcohol and a cheeky grin graced his lips as he stared down his boyfriend. Alex grinned back, motioning with his eyes upstairs, to which Jack nodded eagerly, and the two stood up – albeit with some difficulty – and Alex stumbled through the group and into Jack, who only just caught him.
“Finally.” The taller boy muttered, grabbing Alex’s hand.
“I have a feeling that’s gonna take more than seven minutes.” Vic called out, pointing at the two boys who were already making their way towards the stairs.
“Enjoy your surprise! Vic, you just spin.” Rian shouted after them, before they continued the game. Alex and Jack ascended up the stairs, the brunette slightly confused as to what Rian meant but more focused on having Jack. As soon as all four feet made it to the top of the stairs their lips were attached and moving roughly against each other, desperate for the other. The pair stumbled towards Alex’s bedroom, fumbling around with the door before entering the room.
Then Alex realised what Rian meant. There was white petals dotted over the floor, the bed perfectly made, everything tidied up so there was way more space, and sitting on his desk was a box, which he was certain had the words ‘sex set’ on it.
“I have a new birthday present to try out,” Jack purred seductively, nodding towards the box, his eyes darkened with lust as he licked his lips. “fancy helping me?”

Alex awoke the following morning, or afternoon – he didn’t know, naked under the duvet covering him, with his arms above his head. His eyes fluttered open, and as he tried to move his hands, a loud clank and lack of movement followed. The brunette twisted his head around, seeing that, as he had suspected, he was still handcuffed to the bed. Smirking, he lay flat again, looking instead to the bed next to him, where Jack was still sound asleep. Alex couldn’t help but replay the events of last night, every second seemingly etched onto his brain – how he managed that whilst being drunk he had no idea, but he was so glad. It was safe to say that the set gave Jack a sense of imagination that was rarely explored in the younger boy, and Alex loved every moment of it. Not only the props, but the dominance Jack had possessed was just amazing. His bum hurt from not bottoming in years, but it was so so worth it. Even just thinking about it was turning the brunette on.
Another few minutes of Alex daydreaming and fantasising passed, when his bladder decided that it really needed emptying. The headache became much more apparent, and he groaned as all these pains swarmed through his body. He pulled on the handcuffs once more, hoping to get up without waking Jack, but they definitely worked because it was stuck.
“Jack, wake up.” Alex murmured, trying to keep his voice soft. The younger boy didn’t even stir, so Alex spoke louder, before getting desperate and attempting to kick him. A hard kick to the thigh achieved a groan and a small shove.
“Jack get the fuck up I need to pee!” Alex grumbled, gritting his teeth as he tried not to piss his bed right there as he continued to kick the younger boy.
“The fuck, why d’you need me?” Jack grunted, shoving Alex once more, this time making his arms move so he heard the clang.
“Because I’m still attached to the bed, aren’t I?” This caught the boy’s attention, and he rolled over with a frown, his whole face lighting up when he saw the state Alex was in.
“Please Jack I need to pee.” The brunette begged as the younger began to laugh slightly, his eyes darkening as he also remembered their activities from the night before. He nodded, slowly climbing over to get out of the bed, revealing that he too was still naked as he wandered over to the box that was still sitting on the desk. A moment or two of rummaging, Alex whining the whole time because he was sure his bladder was about to explode, and Jack returned to the bed with a small key in his hands. The second Alex heard a click, signalling his freedom, he bolted out of the room and towards the bathroom – not caring to close the door or check that anyone else was there. Sighing in satisfaction as he relieved himself, Alex worked out what was going on in his body. Headache, well that was the alcohol. His exploding bladder was just the desperate need to pee. His bum was Jack being great at sex. His arms, aching from being in such a weird position for hours. After deciding that actually he was okay and wasn’t about to die, he finished up and returned to the bedroom, slightly more self-conscious about the fact he was naked. Jack was just slipping on a pair of boxers and a t-shirt when Alex entered, the younger turning around and grinning at him.
“Did you enjoy your pee?” he questioned, watching as the brunette found his own pair of boxers and stepped into them.
“Mmmm it was heavenly.” He responded, nodding eagerly as he pushed his arms and head through a shirt he was sure belonged to Jack.
“So were you last night.” The younger responded, walking across the room and setting his hands on Alex’s hip, the shorter boy setting his own on Jack’s shoulders, smirking at the compliment.
“Did you enjoy your birthday then?” he asked, maintaining the smirk on his lips as Jack nodded eagerly before slotting their lips together.
“It was perfect. But I need food. You wore me out.” The dark haired boy winked, before loosely tangling his fingers with Alex’s and guiding the elder out of the room and down the stairs. Alex was apprehensive too see what sort of a state his house was in; as already he could see cans and bottles all over the place. The pair wandered into the living room, finding that only Rian, Zack, Vic, Cass, Tay and Jenna had stayed – so the group had successfully gotten everyone else out before leaving. Rian and Cass were on one sofa, slouched over each other, the short haired boy snoring gently. Jenna and Vic were in a similar position, with Zack on the floor and Tay on the chair. Alex laughed at the sight, multiple items of clothing, rubbish and whatever else was there all over the floor.
“We’d better start tidying up, my mum will kill me if she see’s the house in this state.” Alex muttered, walking off into the kitchen to grab a bin bag.
“You cook, I’ll wake everyone up and we’ll start tidying up, yeah?” Jack told him, more of an order than a question as he took the roll of bin bags from the older boys hand.
“No that’s not fair on you.” Frowning, Alex tried to take them back, but Jack just held them above his head.
“Do as I say, or I’ll have to punish you.” The taller boy said, putting on his seductive purr and leaning down to nibble slightly on Alex’s ear – something he knew the brunette adored.
“Now, get too work, whore.” Jack told him, winking and slapping his bum, before walking out like nothing happened, leaving Alex standing where he was, slightly flustered and really turned on, shouting at everyone to wake the fuck up.

Notes

woooo i finished writing this today so SIX CHAPTERS TO GO!!!!!!