When Sean Met Dave... A Birthday Dinner

When Sean Met Dave... A Birthday Dinner

Posted: September 2005
Title: When Sean Met Dave... A Birthday Dinner
Author: Bijouatweb
Type: RPS
Characters: David Wenham/Sean Bean
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: It contains a little homage to the movie with the (nearly) same name. Guess where!
Beta: the wonderful helena_s_renn

Summary: A special present.

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It was the night before his 40th birthday. Tomorrow there would be a big party with all his friends gathering at his house in Australia. But tonight ...tonight should be special. And Dave wanted to share it with somebody special.

Sean had arrived one day earlier, before the big party. He was looking forward to seeing Dave again, to celebrate his little brother's birthday.

He had been surprised when Dave had asked him out on the night before his birthday. He thought that Dave would celebrate with his girlfriend and his baby-daughter. But since he loved to spend time with the Australian, he hadn't asked about it.

Dave had chosen a very quiet little restaurant, somewhere out of town, and now they were sitting in a booth, sharing funny stories of the past few months. Sean told Dave of the festival in Toronto and of their mutual friends he has met there. In return, Dave told him stories about his newest productions.

"Awww by the way, Dave, I finally got the chance to watch Better than Sex, pretty good movie," Sean said suddenly, smirking at Dave.

Dave only blushed. "Thanks," he murmured.

"And you were very convincing in that bathtub scene. You're a damn fine actor, Wenham!"
Sean added, grinning even more when he saw little red spots on the Australian cheeks. The lad was too beautiful for his own good when he got embarrassed.

Dave knew exactly which scene Sean was referring to. "That was pretty easy..." he tried to brush it off.

"And I always thought that only women could fake orgasms, or didn't you fake it at all?" the older actor asked curiously.

They stopped their conversation immediately when the waitress brought them their soups. Probably not the right topic to be overheard. They began to eat in comfortable silence. Sean nearly had forgotten the subject when he suddenly heard a deep moan coming from the other man.

"Everything alright, Dave?" The Englishman asked worriedly.

But he didn't get an answer. Looking up from his soup, he saw how Dave's eyes were closed, his face suffused by a total expression of pleasure. Right at this moment another moan was uttered by the younger man. Sean noticed how Dave began to pant.

"Your soup must be very good then," he attempted to joke.

Sean simply stared in shock at the younger man wriggling in his seat, his breath heavier, lips slightly parted and his moans getting louder.

Some of the other guests in the restaurant were already eyeing them curiously.

"Dave," Sean hissed, "it's alright! I believe you!"

But Dave didn't stop. He couldn't think of any better chance he would get to tease Sean mercilessly. He blinked a little bit, trying to decide if he had gotten Sean's full attention. The green eyes were staring back at him, already dilated with lust and desire.

Licking his lips, he let his eyes roll back in his head. His moans were mixed with little yes's and no's, his body a full picture of ecstasy. He didn't care any longer what the other people in the restaurant would think.

With a final thrust of his hips against the seat, he brought his body to full rigidity. Crying out soundlessly, he slumped down again.

For a few more minutes nobody, said a word.

"See! That was pretty easy!" Dave said, grinning, and carried on with spooning his soup as if nothing had happened.

Sean only groaned. Warily he watched the other guests whisper. From the corners of his eyes, he could see how one woman urgently demanded something from the waiter, gesturing with her hands toward David.

Dave's little show had affected Sean far more than he was letting on. Desperately he tried to hide the bulge in his pants below his napkin. After a while, they carried on with their friendly chat. Sean was very thankful for the distraction.

The main dish arrived, together with a very good red wine. Sean was still a bit furious about Dave's provocation. He needed an idea on how to take revenge on the Australian.

He examined the tablecloth. It was very long, nearly touching the ground, the best shelter to hide Sean's next move. Talking animatedly with Dave, he freed his right foot from his slipper. Attentively, he moved it towards Dave. In the instant Dave bit down on a huge piece of potato, he placed his foot on Dave's lap, his toes pressing against the younger man's groin.

Dave nearly choked on his food. Incredulously, he gazed at Sean, opening his mouth to come up with a retort, but closing it again when Sean's toes started to massage his groin.

Another moan escaped Dave lips, a little more genuine than the previous ones.
"Awww, still acting, little brother?" Sean asked him innocently.

But his own bodily reactions began to torture him as well when he felt Dave's cock stir to life under the ministrations of his foot.

Straight, little brother, getting turned on by another man's touch. Who would have thought that? he pondered.

But before they both lost it, Sean removed his foot. At least he now wasn't the only one who had to fight against his arousal.

Afraid to break the spell, neither of them talked through the main course. The dessert was presented, shining red strawberries with vanilla ice-cream...

Dave took a spoonful of ice cream and Sean watched how the little pink tongue darted out and only licked a little bit of off the spoon. This procedure was done over and over again, leaving the older man in a breathless state.

Next Dave took a strawberry. Putting it into his mouth, he simply sucked on it without chewing. Carefully he let his teeth scratch against the sensitive skin without breaking it.

This was truly getting to be too much for Sean. Pulling a few notes out of his wallet, he threw them on the table. Grabbing Dave by his wrist, he simply dragged him out of the restaurant.

"Your place! Now!" he growled.

Arriving at Dave's house, Sean somehow needed to cool down. Without any further action, he excused himself to the bathroom.

Inside, he let some water pool over his wrists and his heated face. Careful, Sean, he scolded himself, this is Dave...damn straight Dave, probably with no experience at all!

When he returned to the living room, Dave was gone. Sean was really afraid that he had frightened the other man off.

"Dave," he called him, but got no answer at all.

He moved back into the hall. There was some light coming from another room. Opening the door, Sean gasped. Obviously this was Dave's bedroom. There were lighted candles everywhere, turning the room into something almost unreal.

There was champagne in a cooler on a small table near the bed, soft blues music playing in the background. In the middle, a naked Dave lay on the huge bed, his body shimmering in the light of the candles, his eyes closed.

It took all of Sean's willpower not to jump at the younger man immediately. It was a beautiful scenario, very enticing, but somehow it looked wrong--as if somebody had set it up only for one purpose.

"Dave," he called out again, his voice low and gentle but irritated nevertheless.

The younger man opened his eyes. They captured Sean's, almost hypnotizing him.

"Sean...come to me," Dave pleaded, smiling at Sean.

Sean rushed over to the bed, gazing worriedly at the younger man. They hadn't even touched. They hadn't even kissed and there he lay, offering his body. Only now Sean noticed the lube and the condoms on the nightstand. It looked like somebody had prepared this properly.

"What do you want, Dave?" he whispered.

Dave closed his eyes again. "You! Inside of me!" he stuttered.

"Why, Dave? Why now? What is this all about? "

Dave opened his eyes in astonishment. "Don't you want me, Sean?"

Sean began to caress Dave's naked chest, fingers lingering in the soft hair there.

"Dave, of course I want you. You're so tempting! But you remind me of an eager teenage girl, wanting nothing more than to lose her virginity..."

Dave looked flustered. "I...I," he spluttered.

"Do you want to experience this before you hit forty? Is it that? Or do you want to be fucked by a man before you go to marry your girlfriend?" Sean blurted out, getting a little bit angry.

"She left me," Dave murmured.

"I'm sorry, Dave! I didn't know! Do you still love her?"

"I'm not sure if I ever loved her. Six years ago I developed a crush on a man, a good friend, close like a brother," Dave added shyly, "and since then, nothing was the same."

Sean gaped. He had never really expected this.

When Sean didn't say anything, Dave turned around, ready to leave the bed and get dressed again. "It was probably a bad idea...Sean, I'm sorry."

"Don't go, Dave," Sean stopped him, "I really do appreciate what you're offering. Well...hell...who wouldn't? But we need to do this properly. You need to know what you really want! We have all the time in the world, no need to rush things!"

He took the younger man into his arms, preventing him from leaving the bed.

Dave's heart was beating madly. Now, after all this time, here he was. He had thought that it would be easier. Simply seduce Sean into fucking him, get it over with, and then move on. Nothing more than a sexual act, no feelings involved because he didn't know if he could handle when Sean would surely reject his feelings.

"I don't know what to do," he murmured against Sean's chest.

Sean looked directly into Dave's eyes. "What about a kiss first?" he asked, tilting his head to the side.

The Brit bent down and captured the younger man's lips in a chaste kiss, and then retreated again. But Dave's mouth followed his, suddenly eager to taste more of the man he had adored for so long.

When Sean felt how Dave's lips parted, he couldn't hold back any longer. Tentatively he thrust his tongue forward, ready to discover the inside of Dave's mouth. Both men were moaning.

Sean tasted so different from anything Dave had experienced before--manly, demanding. He had hoped it would be this way. Breaking the kiss, he stared at Sean.

"Please show me everything," he begged and started to tear at the other man's clothes. Sean's shirt came off immediately, losing a few buttons in the process.

"You're impatient, aren't you?" Sean chuckled.

He got up and divested himself of his pants and underwear as well.

"Do you like what you see?" he rasped.

Dave licked his lips, his eyes fixated on Sean's half-erect cock.

"Um..." he said.

Sean crawled across the bed. Carefully he laid himself on top of Dave, naked chest to naked chest, groins pressed into each other, legs entangled.

"Is this what you want?" he asked again, his face only inches away from David's.

When Sean's cock came into contact with his own, Dave simply lost the ability to speak. The scent of the older man promised lust, desire, the answer to Dave's most secret dreams.

Sean thrust his hips forward, eliciting another moan from the younger man.

"Would you like this cock of mine buried deep inside your ass, Wenham?" he asked bluntly.

Dave couldn't reply. The constant pressure of Sean's cock against his sent him close to the edge within minutes.

He rocked instinctually against Sean's groin. When Sean felt Dave going rigid below him, he gazed intently into the other man's eyes. The faked orgasm at the restaurant had been good, but it was nothing compared to the behaviour Dave was showing now.
There was no blue in his eyes anymore. They were almost black with want. His eyelashes were fluttering, his lips swollen and shining-red. For one moment, his face wore an expression of pure torture, until every muscle relaxed, graced by a smile that would have melted anyone.

Seeing Dave come undone took Sean over the edge as well, both their releases melting into a puddle between their overheated bodies.

"Wow!" was all that Dave was able to utter.

Sean took some wet naps and cleaned them both. He watched Dave curiously, wanting to get an idea what the other man was thinking.

"So... do you still want more?" he asked after some minutes.

Dave nodded while chewing nervously on his upper lip.

Sean took Dave's ankles in his hands and put his Dave's feet down beside the younger man's body. He was totally intrigued by the vulnerable sight of the redhead.

"You know I have to prepare you for this, don't you?"

Dave nodded again.

Sean's hands moved below Dave's bum, kneading his cheeks carefully, his thumbs wandering down in between them, massaging the puckering hole.

Dave only groaned, rocking against Sean's hands. "Do you like that, Dave?"

"More please..." the younger man begged.

"You know what you're asking for, don't you?" the older man replied.

Dave watched as Sean grabbed the lube, preparing his fingers thoroughly. He attempted to relax, knowing that Sean wouldn't hurt him.

One slick finger came down in between his cheeks, probing softly at the entrance to his body. Dave tensed for a moment until he could force his body to calm down. Taking a few deep breaths, he quietly nodded again.

It was a somewhat awkward feeling when the first finger breached his body. But nevertheless Dave opened up his legs wider, giving Sean better access.

The older man massaged the insides of Dave's hole gently. Dave relaxed further, giving in to the intimate contact.

Dave suddenly yelped in surprise when Sean touched a special spot inside of him.

"More! Do that again!" he demanded breathlessly.

"It's good, isn't it?" the Brit chuckled.

Again and again he massaged the sweet spot until Dave was whimpering with need. Sean added a second finger and started to widen the younger man's hole.

Dave was too far gone to feel anything else but pleasure. "Take me!" he begged again.

Sean nodded. After rolling a condom onto his cock and slicking it with lube, he kneeled in between Dave's legs and lifted him, putting his thighs over his own.

"Open your eyes, David!" he demanded.

Sean's eyes never left Dave's while he aligned his cock to the younger man's entrance. Tentatively he moved forward, but stopped instantly when he saw Dave's eyes widen in surprise and pain.

He bent forward, kissing the younger man on his forehead.

"It'll get better...just hold on for a minute!" he assured him.

Finally he was able to breach Dave's body with the thick head of his cock. He could feel Dave's muscles clenching around him. Sean moaned, trying his best not to lose it.

"So tight, Dave," he groaned.

His hands came up to tease Dave nipples, which were already standing proudly erect in the light chill of the bedroom. Dave's body arched up when the oversensitive buds were touched; involuntarily that action drove Sean's cock further into the younger man's body.

Sean moved a little more until he was fully sheathed. His fingers wandered up to Dave's face, tracing the lines beside the Australian's eyes.

He could see how Dave made every effort to relax and not show his pain.

"You're doing so well," the older man encouraged him.

Dave opened his eyes, smiling at Sean.

"That feels incredible!" the younger man said, panting, "I've waited so long for this special moment. I need you, Sean. Make me feel whole again!"

Carefully Sean started to move, surveying the younger man's face for any sign of distress. When he didn't find any and could only hear the little gasps of desire Dave made, he took his ankles again and put Dave's legs over his shoulders.

The change in angle led his next thrust directly against the younger man's prostrate; Dave let out a low moan of pleasure as Sean made contact with the sensitive bundle of nerves that left him trembling and begging for more.

Sean drove himself again and again into Dave's body, holding the other man's thighs tightly in his hands. Dave bucked up violently with every thrust, almost sobbing in pure pleasure.

"Touch me... please," he begged.

Sean took Dave's cock in his hand, fisting it in a steady pace. "Come for me, Dave!" Sean urged him on, his fingers playing on the younger man's erection.

"Sean!!" Dave cried out. His whole body came up as a reflex of his climax, spurting his release onto his lover's stomach.

When Sean saw his friend in ecstasy, it was all what he needed to come, too. "Dave," he moaned with one last languid thrust while he emptied himself into the condom.

Carefully he laid the younger man down, still totally intrigued by his appearance. Neither of them said a word when Sean slipped out and disposed of the condom. He got up from the bed, took two champagne flutes and filled them with the sparkling liquid.

"Happy Birthday, Dave!" he said while clinking his glass with the younger man's.

"Thank you for your present, Sean," the younger man replied, still trembling in Sean's embrace as a result from the intense orgasm.

"You're welcome, Dave. And as much as I did like your performance, reality is so much better," Sean declared with a chuckle.

"So, will you help me to improve my techniques then?" Dave asked cautiously and smiled a little bit insecurely.

"Always...little brother, every time," Sean agreed before kissing the birthday boy again.

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THE END

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