It’s Noah’s birthday and I wanted to surprise him with a birthday cake, so I lit the two candles and sang Happy Birthday to him as I brought the cake in. Now I know that I am not a singer and as usual he did not want me to finish the song as he smiled, trying not to laugh. I asked him whether he wanted some cake, and he said he wasn’t hungry. I stuck my finger in the icing, tasting it, telling him it tasted good. Then I got another finger of icing and held my finger to his mouth to taste it and he opened it with a sarcastic smirk. I stuck my finger in his mouth, rolling it around, going from one side to the other until he was sucking my finger. I asked him, “What do you want to do now, birthday boy”? He pulled me into a kiss. I backed up, sitting down in the chair. Noah’s hand moved down to my bulge and began rubbing, my cock reacted immediately, getting turgid. I unzipped my pants, pulled them down and Noah grabbed it and waved my dick around and said, “This is what I wanted.” He started sucking me and I thought how much he has improved his sucking skills, especially after I worked with him, teaching him how to deep throat big dicks, pleasuring a man properly. Now Noah gets on the chair, leans forward, and I pull his pants down and rim him. Lining up, I pushed in, inch by inch, until I was hitting a dead end, his second hole, nudging it. He knows I will win this battle, and I did. We kept going until I wanted him to ride me and I sat down in the chair again. Noah backed up to me, spread his legs outside mine, sinking down on my cock, resuming our fuck until he decided to put a foot on each thigh as we resumed. I wanted to kiss him, getting Noah to turn around facing me. We kissed, continuing our lovemaking until I shot a nice load of cum inside him.