Chapter forty-nine
Tyler woke to hot breath in his ear sending chills down his spine.
"Happy Birthday, Sleeping Beauty!" Davey panted in his ear.
Defused sunlight splashed in through the slats in the blinds, but the room still felt dark and cozy, smelling of sweat and spunk.
They hadn't cleaned up well from the night before when Tyler had come all over the sheets.
He moaned at the memory, and tried to roll closer to Davey's warm skin, wanting more.
"No. You have to get up, Birthday Boy. Angel has breakfast going.
" Davey seemed to love having a full house.
After being alone for so long, Tyler couldn't blame him.
His beautiful home once again had a family.
Tyler was happy for Davey, but he loved it too.
He'd been close to his family and close to his best friend Janie and he missed them.
Having his race family at The Ranch helped.
Angel and Stewart were the only two guests at the time, taking up one of the four guest rooms on the other side of the house.
"I smell pancakes," Tyler moaned.
"Yeah, baby. Then we're going to have surprises!" He kissed down Tyler's neck.
"I don't need anything. Just you, Davey."
Davey pushed Tyler over on his back and blew a huge raspberry on his stomach, making Tyler laugh. "But, you're going to get surprises. Now come on."
"How about we start with a birthday blowjob?" Tyler teased, grabbing his cock and giving it a stroke to wake it up.
"Later, baby." Davey slid to the edge of the bed and grabbed Tyler's arm.
"But you called me baby. Davey, it's my birthday. Suck me."
"No. Brat. Come on. Angel has pancakes ready for you. Let's go."
With a growl Tyler rolled up to sitting and slung his feet to the floor, not wanting to disappoint everyone. "Fine. But, I better get a blowjob later."
Davey laughed and tossed a T-shirt at him.
"After you get your birthday surprises, you're gonna want to give me a blow job.
" That made Tyler laugh even more, as he pulled the shirt on and looked down at the Green Lantern emblem on the front.
He almost never wore his own shirts anymore.
Davey's were a lot more fun and something about wearing his fiancé's clothes turned Tyler on.
After a few minutes of stuffing his face with hot pancakes, Angel started talking about the next race. There would be a press conference and they wanted Tyler to go with Davey to sign autographs. He wasn't at all sure about that. "Mechanics don't sign autographs. Fuck that."
Stewart mumbled something around a mouthful of pancake.
"What?" Tyler and Davey asked at the same time. Tyler nudged Davey's shoulder, and then leaned over and whispered, "Jinx you owe me a fuck."
Davey started laughing until Stewart glared out him. "You two are like a couple of kids." Stewart rolled his eyes. "I said, you're famous. That's the difference and Apex wants you to sign autographs, so you'll do it." He pointed his fork at Tyler.
Tyler considered teasing Stewart. Fun was fun, but he felt self-conscious about the autographs. "That just seems strange to me."
"Listen, I sent some of the pictures we took at Dillon's to ," Angel said. "A few print magazines have picked up some shots as well and Motocross World magazine is doing a spread on you two. You're now the darlings of Supercross for crying out loud."
"I've heard that before," Tyler mumbled and stuffed another bite of pancake in his mouth. He didn't want to share how much that made him feel like a girl.
"Well, get used to it." Angel shrugged. "Davey's first in points and most likely going to win the Championship. So, everyone wants him and you're his fiancé so everyone wants you too."
Davey had only eaten half his plate of pancakes and shoved his food away from him. Tyler figured he wasn't going to finish them and stabbed a bite from his fiancé's plate. Davey smiled and sipped his coffee looking content.
"Supercross hardly gave a damn about Regal's fiancé after he proposed," Tyler started to complain, but then the buzzer went off indicating someone was at the gate. He looked over at Davey, wide-eyed.
"I got that." Davey jumped up and ran for the door. "It's here! It's here! Come on, Ty!" he yelled, flinging the door open after buzzing the visitor through the gate.
Tyler rolled his eyes and joined Davey in front of the house. Davey practically jumped up and down as a huge truck rumbled up the drive.
"What did you do, Davey?"
"Surprise, baby!"
The truck stopped and the driver had Davey sign his clip board as his passenger started opening up the back of the truck.
A few minutes later, they'd dropped off and unwrapped a beautiful green and yellow Kawasaki KX450F.
Bright neon green adorned the seat and the front fender.
Bright yellow that matched the yellow highlights from Davey's new Apex color scheme splashed across the front plate and trim.
"OhMyGod! Davey! Shit. This is a nine thousand dollar bike."
"It's customized. It cost more than ten." Davey wiggled his eyebrows, clearly proud of himself.
The green and yellow bike looked like a sleek locust, and Tyler was dying to get it on the track or in the garage. He gripped the handlebars. "I can't. This is too much," he said, his voice catching in his throat.
Davey came up behind him and wrapped his arms around Tyler's waist. "No, it's not," he breathed into Tyler's ear. "It's perfect. I owed you this."
"No you didn't." He pulled away from the bike, turning in Davey's arms and wrapped his arms around Davey's neck. "I mean it. I love it."
Davey tugged him into a kiss that tasted of coffee and syrup. He hoped for that kind of kiss every day. Davey pulled away and stared into Tyler's eyes, as he watching his pupils swallow up the deep blue color as Davey's eyes dilated. "Now, who gets the blowjob?"
Tyler laughed and pushed Davey away. "My birthday, remember?" He loved teasing his lover. The bike was awesome, but Davey was simply everything.
They spent the afternoon on the track breaking in the new bike, then later that evening, Angel and Stewart gave Tyler another present, two new sketchpads and a box of drawing pencils, nice ones that he'd never have bought for himself.
He was overwhelmed at their generosity. They made him feel like family.
Another buzz at the front gate interrupted the evening. Tyler looked at Davey. "What else?"
Davey shook his head and went to the intercom. "Can I help you?" he said into the box.
"Special delivery for Tyler Whitmore," the tinny voice answered through the speaker.
"Come on up," Davey said, pressing the button that opened the gate.
"What's this?" Tyler asked again.
"Don't know. I just got you the bike."
Tyler looked over to Stewart and Angel, but they both shook their heads.
A UPS delivery truck stopped in the drive and they all walked outside.
The driver wore the traditional brown shorts and button up shirt with work boots.
Tyler thought he looked attractive with muscular calves, dark hair, and a nice smile.
He held a box out and dropped it on the porch, extending his electronic clip board. "Can someone sign here, please?"
Tyler stepped forward and signed. "Thank you," he said with a smile.
"My pleasure. Have a great day." The UPS guy got back in the big brown truck and drove away.
Tyler squat down in front of the package.
"It's from Janie. Oh shit. I'm afraid to open it.
" He brought it into the house and used a knife to cut into the packing tape.
In a moment he had it open and stared into the box at a relatively large pink dildo.
"Fuck!" He rubbed his hands over his face. Janie never failed to amuse him.
"Here's a note," Davey said, barely holding back the laughter and looking over Tyler's shoulder at the toy.
Angel and Stewart gave each other strange looks. They probably wanted to see his gift, but Tyler had no intention of pulling it out. Instead, he read the note.
"Ty - I gave you one of these last year and it seemed to bring you luck. So, it was worth a repeat. Send me a pic when you open it!! Love you, birthday boy! -J."
Davey pushed his chest up against Tyler's back and whispered in his ear, "She's nuts! But, I like this."
"Stop!" Tyler grabbed the box and the note and made a beeline for the bedroom. He could feel the heat on his face from a blush.
Davey followed him into the bedroom. "Ty? What's wrong? Surely, you can take a joke."
Tyler dropped the package on their bed. "Yeah. I can. I just miss her."
"Take a picture. Here." Davey stretched his phone out, tapping through the settings for the camera.
"Join me." Tyler pulled the dildo out of the box and held it up between them and Davey took a picture. "Let me see."
Davey laughed, looking at it, then handed Tyler his phone.
Davey had a silly grin on his face, making it look like they were having fun with Janie's little, or rather big, present.
He couldn't help but laugh, too. He sent it to her, then sat the phone on the nightstand.
"So, how about that birthday blowjob?" he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.
His birthday had been so much better than any other, and not because of the awesome gifts, but because he got to spend it with Davey.