Me, Myself and I

By: Lara

“Let’s see…green or blue?” Howie held up first a pine green silk shirt, then a dark blue one. “Well…Nick would like the green one and Lara would like the blue one…but I’m not out to impress them, now, am I?” Howie shook his head and laughed. “I’m definitely getting old…I’m talking to myself!”

He decided on the pine green shirt and began to towel his hair before pulling the shirt on. He already wore his black dress pants, but was still padding around in bare feet. The phone rang and he dove across the bed to answer it. “Yo.”

“Yo, D, it’s Nick. Happy birthday, man.”

“Junior!” Howie used AJ’s nickname for their youngest member and he heard his friend groan.

“Knock it off, Howie.” He heard Nick take a deep breath.

“What’s up, Nick?”

“We can’t go tonight,” Nick said regretfully. “The twins have ear infections, and Lara refuses to leave. I feel bad going out and leaving her here, ya know? Even though she is ordering me out the door.”

“Oh, dude, I hope they’re okay,” Howie said anxiously. He considered the Carter children, Kevin and Lisa’s kids, and Brian and Leigh’s kids to be like his own family.

“They’ll be fine. You know Lara…always overreacting when they get sick. I’m really sorry, Howie. I wanted us to go out for your birthday. And with Kev and Bri at that family thing in Kentucky, and AJ off doing his Johnny thing again…I hate the thought of you being all alone on your birthday.”

“It’s okay, Nick, honestly,” Howie promised. “I’ll call tomorrow and see how Jessica and Nathaniel are, okay?”

“Okay, Howie. I’m sorry.”

“Stop apologizing! Bye, Nick.” Howie hung up. He threw down his phone with a curse. Great. What a fun birthday.

He grabbed the shirt and quickly buttoned it. He pulled back his hair into a ponytail and slipped on some shoes. Howie trotted down the steps, grabbing the keys from the hall table. He was not going to spend his birthday pouting.

Three hours later he could barely stumble in his door. Howie had left his car at the strip club; a taxi was definitely good enough for him in this condition. He tossed the house keys in the general direction of the table, and of course he missed. He groaned as he pulled himself up the steps towards his bedroom.

He let the hot water of the shower beat on his head and wondered what in the world had made him drink that many drinks. He was sure he had an empty wallet in his pocket; he vaguely remembered buying for the whole room and tipping the girls with tens instead of ones. They were cute though, he told himself. Not that it helped. He cursed women, strip clubs, kids with ear infections and liquor as he carefully stepped out of the shower and wrapped a large black towel around his waist. He wandered out into the bedroom and turned on the bedside lamp. He caught sight of himself in the mirror and stopped short.

Howie often wondered what all the women saw in him. He knew he wasn’t butt-ugly or anything, but what was the big deal? He ran a hand through his hair. Long and curly. AJ often teased him, saying that the fans on the Internet would squeal with delight if he’d just wear it down more often. Howie thought AJ was jealous. He wrapped one curl around his finger, smiling at the thought of AJ with hair as long as his.

His hand slid down his neck to his chest. Okay, this he could agree with. He worked his ass off to keep his body in shape, and right now it was the best it had been. Chiseled chest muscles and washboard abs. His hand slowly slid down his slightly wet chest and stomach to the top of the towel. Yeah…not too bad.

Howie untied the towel and turned this way and that, smiling as he realized he was preening in front of the mirror like a girl. “Ass…not too bad,” he said critically. He turned to face the mirror and blushed slightly. “I am studying my dick in the mirror…definite sign of old age again,” he said out loud. He sighed and fell back onto the bed, totally naked. He closed his eyes, remembering one dancer in particular…long dark hair…light eyes. He smiled at the way she had teased him with her body, paying particular attention to him again and again.

Howie groaned, wondering why in the world he had teased himself by going to a strip club. It had been so long since he had had sex he wondered if they had changed it. His hand slid down his body, barely grazing over his painfully hard erection. Yeah…it had been way too long. His fingers slid up and down the hardness, barely touching it, and his back still arched. Oh…fuck. He tried to avoid this…what grown man enjoyed having to get himself off all the time, but the dancer had driven him crazy. He grasped himself firmly in his hand and sighed a painfully pleasurable sigh.

He remembered the dancer slinking and grinding in front of him, and his grip tightened slightly. His head slightly tilted back as his hand danced up and down his hard cock. He moaned as he felt precum start to ooze out the top, and he used it to aid his hand in sliding up and down. “Ohhhh God…” he moaned, remembering the way she had teased him with her bare breasts, sliding her fingers around the nipples and lightly squeezing. He ran his left hand up and down his chest, lightly touching his own nipples and shivering from the sensation. He slid that hand down to cup his balls, and he almost came right there.

And then there was the way she had licked her lips. She had danced in front of him for a long time, squatting down so she was on eye level with him. She ran that red tongue over sweet pink lips, lightly biting down with her teeth. It was obvious she knew exactly what to do with that tongue…with those lips…

“Oh…oh FUCK!” Howie yelled, glad he was alone in the house. His right hand pumped his cock good and hard as it became harder and harder to breathe. “Oh…God…oh…uhhh!” His left hand grabbed the sheets hard as cum shot out of his cock and up his chest. Howie gasped for breath, moaning quietly as the waves subsided. Howie lay still for a moment, then slowly got up to take another shower to clean off.

“Happy fucking birthday to me,” he grumbled, sighing as he picked up the towel he had tossed to the floor.

The End

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