"Birthday" by Blur

It's my birthday
No one here day
Very strange day
I think of you day
Go outside day
Sit in park day
Watch the sky day
What a pathetic day
I don't like this day
It makes me feel too small
I don't like these days
They make me feel so small



The ringing of a cell phone could be heard throughout the locker room. Shannon reached over and grabbed it out of his bag. "Yeah," he said. "SHANNY!" He laughed at the loud voice on the other end. He could hear noise in the background, along with hushed whispers. Suddenly, a large group of voices was heard singing. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL SHANNY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!"

"Thanks, Jeff," Shannon said into the phone. "And tell the other guys I said thanks, too." He leaned back and sighed a little. "What's wrong, Shanny?" Jeff asked seriously. Shannon closed his eyes and thought about it before answering, "nothin', Jeff. Everything's okay." On the other end of the phone, Jeff looked over at the small group on the other side of the room and sighed as well.

"Ain't heard from him, have ya?" Jeff asked. Shannon closed his eyes, hoping to stop the tears before they started. "Nope," he said, his voice almost a whisper. "Doubt I will either." Jeff wanted more than anything to tell Shannon everything would be alright, to tell him the words he wanted to hear. But, he couldn't and it was killing him.

"Don't worry, Shan," he finally said. "It's your birthday! Smile, k?" Shannon had never been able to resist Jeff, but he really didn't feel like smiling - not right now. To keep the peace, he forced a smile and said, "You're right. I gotta go now, though. Sugar's taking me to lunch." They said their goodbyes and hung up. Shannon went to find Shane, ready to get the day over with. Jeff was right. It was his birthday, and he should be happy. But that was hard to do when he was so miserable.

"So? How does he sound?" Jeff turned when he heard the familiar voice behind him, asking about Shannon. "Miserable," Jeff replied. "But, he'll be okay when he gets his present tonight." The blonde nodded at Jeff then walked away. Jeff hoped that Shannon wouldn't be mad at him when he found out what they had planned. It was a big day for Shannon and Jeff wanted him to be surprised. Smiling, Jeff got up and went to make sure everything was going as planned for Shannon's birthday surprise.

Shane looked across the table at his friend. "Hello?!? Shannon!" he said, waving his hands in front of Shannon's face, trying to get his attention. "You with me or what?" Shannon snapped out of his thoughts and glanced over at Shane. "Yeah, I'm here," he said. Shane frowned at him. "No, you're not. You look like you're a million miles away. What's up with that?"

Shannon smiled slightly at his friend's use of his catchphrase. "No fans around here to impress, Hurricane," he said. Shane laughed. "Well, at least I got a smile outta ya!" Shannon nodded. "I guess ya did," he replied. "You were always good at that." Shane leaned across the table. "My Hurrisenses detect a little birthday woe. If ya don't start smilin', I swear I'm just gonna have to do something drastic to snap you outta this."

Shannon sighed as the waiter approached their table carrying a huge ice cream sundae with a blue candle on top. Shannon looked over at Shane. "You didn't," he said, shaking his head. "Tell me you didn't do it, Shane!" Shane just smiled. "Uh huh," was all he said as the other waiters and waitresses approached the table and started singing 'Happy Birthday' to Shannon. When they were finished, Shane told him to blow out the candle and make a wish. If only it would come true, Shannon thought as he extinguished the candle.

The arena was bustling when Shane and Shannon arrived back after lunch. Shannon went to find a quiet corner to relax. This was not how he had envisioned his birthday. He was not supposed to be alone, but here he was. As he found a seat in the upper level of the arena, Shannon hung his head and allowed the tears to fall, tears he had been holding back all day.

Across the arena, in the darkened shadows of the scoreboard overhang, someone stood watching. It broke his heart to see Shannon that sad, but there was nothing he could do about it right now. He wanted to rush over to him, pick the little angel up and hold him in his arms forever. As he turned to leave, the man whispered, "soon, baby. Very soon, you'll see. I didn't forget."

Jeff was all worked up. The bakery didn't have the cake ready to be delivered yet, the hotel didn't have the right kind of champagne and he couldn't find a liquor store that would deliver to that area, and the hotel had lost the bag he had sent to be put in Shannon's room. He was on his cell phone for the third time in half an hour, screaming at someone on the other end when the blonde approached him.

"You're going to explode if you don't calm down, Hardy," he heard. Jeff spun around. "Well, if these idiots could do something right, I wouldn't be so upset!" he said. The blonde laughed at him. "I'm sure everything's going to be okay, Jeff," he said before wandering off again. "Ya know," Jeff yelled after him, "you could help!" He was still laughing as he turned the corner, waving off Jeff's comment.

Shannon was getting ready for his match when the locker room door opened. He looked up as Jamie entered and nodded a greeting. "Happy birthday, man," Jamie said as he went past to his locker to get ready. "Thanks," Shannon said absentmindedly. Shane entered a moment later, talking on the phone. His voice dropped to a whisper when he saw Shannon sitting there. He quickly ended the call and sat down next to Shannon.

"You wanna go out after the show?" he asked. Shannon shrugged. "I dunno," he said as he finished lacing his boots. "Maybe." Shane patted him on the leg. "Alright, just let me know," he said. Shannon got up to make his way to the ring. Shane picked up the phone and dialed. When it was answered, he said, "man, this better be good. He's absolutely miserable." After being reassured that Shannon's birthday would turn out happy after all, Shane hung up and went to watch his friend's match.

The arena was pretty empty when Shannon decided to leave. He had hung around for a while after his match, watching Shane and the others. Everyone had wished him a happy birthday and he had gotten a few gifts, mostly CD's and a gift certificate from Shane. He told Shane that he was going to go back to the hotel and change, then he would meet him at the club.

As Shannon pulled out of the parking lot, Shane made another call. "On his way," was all he said. Turning to the group he was going out with, Shane said, "okay, let's get outta here." Someone asked if Shannon would be meeting them and Shane smiled, shaking his head. "I hope not," he said cryptically as they left. A few of them looked at him strangely, but no one asked any questions.

When Shannon entered the hotel lobby, he walked toward the elevator. The front desk clerk called to him and he went over. "This package arrived for you, Mr. Moore," the man behind the desk said, handing over a large bag. It was covered with blue balloons. "Happy birthday," he said. Shannon thanked him and continued to the elevator.

When the doors closed, he pulled the envelope off the front of the bag. Inside was a card with only one word - "Surprise". No name, no nothing. Shannon shrugged as he looked inside the bag. Some clothes, a CD he had said he wanted. No indication who it was from. The elevator doors opened and Shannon walked out toward his room, wondering who the gift was from.

Shannon found his room and struggled to get the keycard out of his pocket, juggling his bags. He cursed out loud, then laughed at himself. "I sound like PJ," he said as he opened the door and reached for the light switch. The bags he was holding fell to the floor as people began shouting, "SURPRISE!!" all throughout the room. "What the hell?" he said as his friends rushed over to hug him.

Jeff stood in the middle of the room, grinning like an idiot. As he approached Shannon, he reached out his arms and enveloped his best friend. "Happy birthday, Shanny," Jeff whispered. When he stepped back, Shannon looked at him and said, "you dick. I can't believe you did this!" The look of mock indignation on Jeff's face made Shannon forget about his unhappiness, and the party was soon underway.

There were more presents from all his friends, and phone calls from the ones who couldn't be there. Except for one. An hour later, people began to leave, telling Shannon they had things to do, giving him their best wishes, and congratulating Jeff on pulling off the surprise. Everyone but Jeff had left when the phone rang. Shannon answered it, once again hoping, and once again being disappointed when he heard Matt's voice on the line.

Shannon tried not to let it show as he listened to Matt asking about the party and apologizing for not being able to be there. "It's okay," Shannon said as Jeff turned off the lights and started lighting candles. After a few minutes, Shannon hung up with Matt and sank down into a chair. He looked up at Jeff and smiled. "Thanks for everything," he said. Jeff looked down at him and said, "Oh, it's not over yet."

Shannon wondered what he meant. He looked at Jeff questioningly. "I still gotta give you my present," Jeff said mysteriously. He walked behind Shannon and whispered, "Close your eyes." Shannon did as he was told, then felt a soft cloth covering his eyes. "What are you doing?" he asked. Jeff chuckled. "I don't want you peekin'," he replied. Shannon sighed and settled back in the chair.

He listened as he heard Jeff move around the room, wondering what he was up to. Shannon jumped when he heard Jeff's voice in his ear. "Just relax, Shanny. I ain't gonna hurt ya." Suddenly, Shannon felt hands on his chest, unbuttoning his shirt. Before long, the cool air of the air conditioner hit his bare chest, causing his nipples to harden.

"Very nice," he heard Jeff say. Shannon gasped when he felt a hot, wet tongue run across his chest. He raised his hands to grasp the head that was attached to that tongue, but he felt someone grab his wrists. "No touchin'." With a sigh, Shannon let his arms drop back down to his sides. He knew how Jeff was when he had made up his mind, and he knew better to argue. Besides, it was his birthday, and it felt good, so Shannon decided to sit back and enjoy.

He felt smooth hands trail down his chest to his stomach, lightly tickling him. He giggled at the sensation. Jeff chuckled as well. When the hands began tracing lines above the waistband of Shannon's jeans, he moaned slightly as he felt his cock hardening. Wiggling in the chair, he tried to readjust himself to relieve the pressure. After a moment, he heard the unmistakable sound of his jeans being unzipped. The sides were tugged down as far as they could go when Shannon heard Jeff say, "raise your hips, baby."

Shannon rose up and felt his pants being removed. A warm breath of air hit the tip of his cock and he groaned at the feeling. He felt the tip of a tongue running up and down the length, swirling around the tip before he was plunged into the warm wetness of the most heavenly mouth. He scooted to the edge of the chair and spread his legs as wide as they would go, hoping Jeff would get the hint.

Oh yeah, Shannon said to himself as he felt a slick finger rubbing his entrance before slipping in. The contact made him jump, but he soon relaxed and gave in to the sensations as the finger began to slide in and out slowly, in rhythm with the lips running up and down the length of his cock. "Oh god, yes!" he screamed out when another finger was added, and he screamed louder when those same fingers brushed across his prostate.

He heard Jeff laugh when he began to moan. "What's so funny, Hardy?" Shannon asked through clenched teeth. The pressure on his cock increased and the fingers plunging into his most intimate depths moved faster. Shannon gave in to the pleasure and began pumping his hips up, trying to get more of that wonderful mouth and tongue. Before long, he felt the tingle in the pit of his stomach and he came hard, moaning and screaming as he shot fast and hard.

He felt the tip of his cock being licked clean, and said, "damn, that was, well, wonderful." That same tongue ran down the length of his cock, cleaning off every trace of his release, when he heard Jeff say, "glad you liked it, Shanny. Happy birthday." Shannon just leaned back and smiled. The dawn of realization was slow. "Uh, Jeff?" Shannon said. He felt Jeff's breath on his ear again.

"What, Shanny?" Jeff asked. "If you're here, then who's…" Shannon's voice trailed off as he felt the blindfold being removed. Slowly, Shannon opened his eyes and looked down between his legs, only to be met with the most beautiful hazel eyes he had ever seen.

Hunter rose up from the floor and held his hand out to Shannon. Shannon took it and he was pulled from the chair. Hunter wrapped his arms around Shannon pulling him close. He felt the warm tears dampening his chest. Leaning back, Hunter looked down at his angel and said, "happy birthday, baby." The look of confusion on Shannon's face was sweet.

"But, how? Why?" he began to ask. Hunter kissed him deeply, quieting Shannon for the moment. "I thought," Shannon began, "I thought you forgot." Hunter laughed. "How could I forget you, angel?" he asked. Shannon turned to Jeff. "I should be mad at you, ya know." Jeff nodded. "You love me too much to be mad," Jeff said as he leaned in and gave Shannon a kiss on the cheek. He then turned to Hunter and kissed his cheek as well.

"My work here is done," Jeff said as he made his way to the door. "Have fun!" And then he was gone. Shannon looked up at Hunter and started to speak, only to be silenced by those warm lips against his. Shannon pressed his nude body against Hunter's, slowly rubbing his hand down Hunter's chest, feeling for his nipples. Hunter groaned into Shannon's mouth when he felt his fingers touch the sensitive flesh.

Shannon pulled away from Hunter and smiled. "I've missed you so much," Shannon said, his voice choked with emotion. Hunter reached up and traced the curve of Shannon's cheekbone with his fingertips, his eyes totally focused on his little cherub's face. "Not nearly as much as I missed you," Hunter replied, tenderly placing kisses on Shannon's forehead.

Shannon laced his hands behind Hunter's neck, his fingers toying with the honey colored locks, rising up to brush his lips against Hunter's, before licking his way down Hunter's neck. Shannon reached down and pulled the tight t-shirt from the waistband of his jeans, before pulling it over Hunter's head and tossing it casually aside. "What are you doing, little one?" Hunter asked, his voice low and husky.

Shannon just grinned as he dropped to his knees, unsnapping Hunter's jeans and pushing them down. "Returnin' the favor, a course," Shannon replied as he slipped his mouth over Hunter's erection. Hunter spoke one word as Shannon began sucking him - "damn". Shannon worked his mouth up and down Hunter's cock, licking and stroking as Hunter's hands grasped his hair. Shannon stopped suddenly, Hunter groaning at the loss of contact.

Shannon stood and pushed Hunter backward toward the bed. When Hunter sat down, Shannon pulled his jeans off completely, then resumed sucking the tip of Hunter's cock. His movements were light, almost feathery. Hunter groaned. "You're teasing me now," he said. Shannon laughed, the vibrations sending shockwaves through Hunter's body. "God, Shan," Hunter said. "Payback, huh?"

Shannon glanced up at Hunter and replied, "ya know it, baby!", before taking Hunter to the back of his throat. The satisfied growl from Hunter let Shannon know he was close. Shannon stood up and attacked Hunter's lips, kissing him hard. Hunter fell back onto the bed, pulling Shannon on top of him. Their hands moved along naked flesh, grabbing, squeezing, pulling each other closer. Shannon ground his erection into Hunter's stomach, leaving a trail of wetness.

Hunter looked deep into Shannon's eyes and smiled. "Want something, baby?" he asked, his voice almost a whisper. Shannon gasped as he felt Hunter's hand wrap around his cock and began stroking him. Hunter's tongue licked the side of Shannon's neck, his teeth nipping the skin, leaving a trail of red marks. Shannon groaned deeply, his cock throbbing in Hunter's hand. "I want you, Hunter," Shannon said. "That's all."

"You got me, babe," Hunter replied, kissing Shannon tenderly. "The question is, what do you want to do to me?" Shannon returned the kiss, then opened his eyes in shock. "Wha…" he began to say. "What did you just say?" The twinkle in Hunter's eyes said it all. "I said," he began, punctuating each word with a kiss, "what…do…you…want…to…do…to…me?"

Shannon looked at him, grinning. "Oh, I think you know," he answered. Hunter reached for the bottle of lube he had placed on the nightstand earlier. He popped it open and squeezed some into his hand, then slowly coated Shannon's cock. He reached down and grabbed Shannon's hand, smearing the gel over his fingers as well as he ran his tongue over Shannon's lips.

When Hunter was satisfied that everything was okay, he looked into Shannon's eyes. He guided Shannon's hand down to his ass and moaned as he felt a finger slip inside him. He could tell Shannon was trying to be gentle, but that wasn't what Hunter wanted. He pushed down against Shannon's hand. "More, baby," Hunter said. Shannon slid another finger inside, scissoring them, purposefully missing his sweet spot.

After Shannon had inserted a third finger, he brushed one fingertip over Hunter's prostate, causing him to scream in pleasure. Shannon sucked on his ear, then ran his tongue down Hunter's neck to his throat. Through clenched teeth, Hunter said, "damn it, Shannon, I want you to fuck me now." Shannon shuddered, not used to hearing those words from his lover's mouth.

"How do ya want it?" Shannon asked, moving between Hunter's legs. He held the base of his cock, rubbing it lightly over Hunter's entrance. A strong hand grabbed his wrist. "Don't tease me, baby," Hunter said. "Please." Shannon eased the head of his cock into Hunter's ass, moving slowly until he was completely buried. "Oh god," Shannon said. "You're so tight, Hunt."

Hunter smiled. "Yeah, well," he said, only to be interrupted by a sharp thrust against his prostate. "Holy fuck!" he screamed as Shannon began his erratic rhythm, pounding into him. Shannon leaned to one side, bracing himself with one hand beside Hunter's shoulder. He began to move faster, grinding against Hunter each time his cock was completely inside.

Hunter was mumbling incoherently, reaching for his own cock. Shannon brushed his hand aside, reaching forward to grab the lube. Hunter helped him open the bottle and squeezed some onto Shannon's hand. Closing the bottle, Shannon tossed it across the room before reaching down and wrapping his hand around Hunter's erection. Hunter's eyes were glazed with lust as Shannon fucked him harder, faster. Shannon closed his eyes and let his head fall back, enjoying the feel of Hunter's ass tighten around him.

Shannon stroked Hunter slowly, leaning down to suck on a nipple. His grinding thrusts were causing a tingling sensation throughout Hunter's body. "How do ya feel, Hunt?" Shannon whispered in his ear, the tip of his cock grinding into Hunter's prostate. Taking a deep breath, Hunter replied, "like I'm about to explode." Shannon laughed. "Not yet, baby. Not yet." He felt his balls tighten, knowing it wouldn't be long before he unloaded in Hunter's ass.

Hunter reached down and wrapped his hand around Shannon's, trying to increase the speed of his strokes on Hunter's cock. But, to his surprise, Shannon moved his hand away. Hunter growled in frustration, knowing that he was paying him back for letting Shannon think he had forgotten his birthday. Shannon laughed before saying, "wanna cum, Hunt? Is that what you want?" Hunter growled again. "Yes, damn it!" he said loudly.

With a devilish grin, Shannon pulled out of Hunter's ass, slamming back in one last time. Hunter was completely shocked when, instead of feeling Shannon release inside him, Shannon pulled out completely. With a quick change of position, Shannon raised up and slammed his ass down onto Hunter's rock hard cock, riding him quickly.

Hunter gasped, then reached down and grabbed Shannon's cock, stroking it fast and hard. It only took Shannon a few minutes before he shot his load over Hunter's hand and onto his stomach and chest. Screaming like a banshee, Shannon clenched his muscles around Hunter's erection buried deep inside him and bounced down hard. Hunter called out Shannon's name as he felt his balls tighten and he released deep within his little cherub.

Shannon collapsed onto Hunter's chest, his breath hot and heavy. Hunter's chest heaved under Shannon, trying his best to regain his composure. After a few minutes, Hunter looked into Shannon's green eyes and asked, "What the hell was that?" Shannon's hand rested on Hunter's heart, feeling as the rhythm slowed. "My birthday present," Shannon replied. "Didn't ya like it?"

Hunter chuckled. "I did," he said. Shannon tilted his head up and kissed Hunter deeply. "Happy birthday, baby," Hunter said, rolling onto his side to hold Shannon close. The sharp crack of Shannon's hand on his ass caused Hunter to yelp loudly. "What the hell?" Hunter asked. "That was for tricking me," Shannon replied before slapping Hunter's ass again. "And that was your birthday spanking." Hunter laughed, kissing Shannon once again. Shannon giggled as well. "And happy birthday to you, too, Hunter," he said as they both drifted off to sleep.