Rating: NC-17
Content: M/M sex, masturbation, language
Distribution: If you want this not so good piece, you're welcome to it!
Disclaimer: Don't own them, curse it!
Summary: It's the companion piece to...well, just read it!
September 13, 2000
"Hello?"
"Hi, baby, it's me."
"Mmm, hey there. It's great to hear your voice, love."
"Yours, too. I've been thinking about you a lot."
"Have you? And just what have you been thinking?"
A soft seductive chuckle. "Do you really want to know?"
"I wouldn't have asked if I didn't."
"Are you alone?"
"Yeah. I'm in my hotel room."
"What are you wearing?"
"You sound like those cheap phone sex girls."
A soft snort of disdain. "I bet I could do a lot better than those little hos."
"Mmm, really?"
"Care to test me?"
A long pause, quickened breathing on the phone. "Just what did you have in mind?"
Another rumble of amusement. "Oh, I've got a lot of things in mind, baby. Wanna hear?"
The sound of rustling. "Talk to me, honey"
"You nice and comfy?"
"I'm laid out on the bed, right in the middle...and I only have my boxers on."
"Oooh, that sounds really good." Short silence as he adjusts himself more comfortably in his plush easy chair. "You know what I've missed these last few days we've been apart?"
"What's that?"
Your big, hard hands."
"My hands?" Tone of surprise.
"Yeah," Dreamy sigh. "I miss the way they'd stroke me, those long fingers toying with my nipples. The way my balls fit into your palms. Mmm...the way they'd pump my cock in that slow, maddening rhythm you like to take."
Catch of breath. "Baby...God, I wish I could touch you right now."
"Oooh, what would you do? Tell me, love."
"I would first kiss you until your sweet lips were puffy and you were moaning my name."
"Sounds good so far."
"Then I'd lick down your neck and give you a hickey that'd last for a week."
"Hey, I've got to be In front of the cameras!"
"Shut up and let me seduce you, hmm?"
"Sorry, go on?"
"You know, I think the mood is dead now."
"Aww, no, c'mon, man!" Plaintive whine. "It was just getting good."
Exaggerated yawn. "I'm pretty beat and I've got to catch a plane in the morning and-"
"Shit! Please? I really want this. I need to have you, if only through the phone line."
A thoughtful silence. "Okay...only you're going to do the talking."
"chicken."
"deep fry me, baby."
Startled giggle. "You always seem to have a come-back for everything."
"I'd just wish you'd come-back with me now."
Snort. "Well, okay....here we go. Oh, by the way, I'm sitting in this cushy chair and I'm naked and I've got a leg over each arm so that I'm spread wide open for all to see...not that anyone's here looking right now."
Deep Groan.
"There's a full-length mirror right across from me so I can see everything I'm doing. I want to be able to describe every detail to you so you can feel like your right here with me, baby."
"Damn, you've already got me hard."
Smug chuckle. "I know."
"Brat."
"Ahh, but you love me anyway, right?"
"Get on with it, will you? My balls are starting to turn blue."
Giggle. "OK. Well, I'm sorta scooted down in the chair so you can see my dick, my balls and my puckered little asshole. You can imagine me like this, can't you?
Another deep groan. "All too well, baby. Are you touching yourself?"
"I'm rolling and pinching my nipples right now. Oooh, they're getting so hard. Don't you wish you were here to lick and suck them? You know how I love to feel you suck my nips."
Heavy breathing. Soft moan.
"I'm now sliding my hand down my stomach to play with my balls. Play with your balls for me, sweetie. I'd love to take them in my mouth and roll them around on my tongue."
"Oh, Christ!" More rustling as boxers are ripped off and thrown across the room. "Baby...suck my balls."
"Ooooh, they taste so good. So hot and firm. Want me to lick that big, hard cock of yours?"
Ahh, fuck yes."
Hand squeezes the root of his cock, reveling in the smooth, velvet hardness of himself. "I think I'd rather nibble on your nipples first. Mmmm, they're hard for me, aren't they? Hard little nubs just for me?"
Grunt as he plucks the nubs in question. "Very hard for you, love."
"Good. I like to bite them when they're all hard. I'm stroking my dick now, very slowly and lightly. I wish it was you doing it. I want to take that big cock of yours and sink it down my throat. You'd like that, huh?"
Phone jiggles as hands try to fondle himself while holding the receiver between ear and shoulder. "Having your hot mouth sucking on me like a Hoover? Hell, yeah, I'd like that."
"Sultry laugh as the hand exerts more pressure on his flesh while his other creeps down to tug on his balls again. "Or would you rather stick that huge shaft of yours into my ass? All tight and hot for you?"
Loud groan as hands work faster. "Baby, God I want to fuck you so bad.
Hand fumbles for the baby oil by the chair. Squeezes some into his hands and lubes himself thoroughly. "I just lubed myself up for you, lover. I want to feel that hard cock in me now." Eases a finger inside himself while pumping his cock with the other, praying the phone doesn't tumble from the precarious perch on the back of the chair against his ear. "Fuck me, baby. Drive yourself deep into me."
Gasping and the sound of frantic stroking. "Yeah...yes...deep inside you. Ahhh, shit! Make me come...need to come."
Slick fingers push deeper inside, wiggling to find that sweet spot. Whimpering moans as he finds it, arching off the seat in pleasure. "Jesus, you're so hard. I want to suck on your tongue while you fuck me. Kiss me, baby."
"Mmm, you taste so sweet...like chocolate and strawberries. I'm gonna come in your ass now. Take all of me, okay?"
"Oh, yeah...now." Panting mewls as hands work faster on oil-slicked skin, fingers thrusting against his prostate.
"Oh, fuck!" Nearly sobbing gasp. "I'm coming...don't come yet. I want you to come in my mouth so I can drink it."
"Baby, I don't think I can hold back. I'm so close as it is."
"Say something dirty so I can finish, then."
"I'm stroking my stiff dick while you're pounding into me. Oooh, come for me, love. I'm waiting for you."
"Awww, shit! Yeah..." Deep grunts as hands squeeze and pump almost brutally. Then a shout of triumph as he shoots his load all over himself, convulsing in the aftermath. He recovers quickly, and after plucking a few tissues from the nightstand and swiping at himself, he takes the receiver firmly, listening to the moans on the other end.
"That's it, sweetheart," he murmurs, now able to concentrate on bringing his lover off. "I can taste you now. You're almost there. Let me suck you dry, honey. Shoot for me."
Hips jerk and snap up and back as he finger-fucks himself while lunging up into the tight fist of his hand. "yeah...yes...suck me...I'm gonna cream!"
"Mmm, that's it...come in my throat. God, I love those sounds your making. My fingers are buried in that snug little hole of yours, rubbing your G-spot just the way you like.
That did it. With a garbled scream, he explodes in a hot geyser, crying his lover's name in desperation as he continues to pump himself, draining every spasm from his softening shaft. He collapses back into the chair with a loud, satisfied sigh, unable to move for the moment.
"You sound so beautiful when you come, baby."
He smiles crookedly, letting his legs slip to the floor. "Fuck, I came so hard that any more intense and come would be all over the ceiling."
Chuckling. "How do you feel?"
"Like every muscle and cell in my body all went to sleep at once. I can't move."
"Good. Can you at least move your hand?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I want you to lick some of your come off your hand."
"faint moan, then the sound of sucking as he cleans his fingers. "There...all gone. Or at least most of it."
Rumbling groan. "Thank you, darlin'," he murmurs in that low, raspy voice of his. "I hate to do this, but I really need sleep if I'm going to catch my flight in the morning."
"OK, babe," he replies reluctantly. "I should be with you in a couple of days. Seems like a couple of years."
Pleased laugh. "I know, but when you get back, we'll make up for lost time. How does that sound?"
A Jaw-cracking yawn. "Mmm, sounds wonderful." Sleepy voice. "We're going to have to reenact this little scene in person. You can't get the full affect over the phone."
Long, tormented moan. "You're a real tease, aren't you?"
"Takes one to know one, right, babe?"
"Touche"
"Anyway, I'll call you tomorrow night, okay?"
"Sure, love." Smothered yawn. "You stay out of trouble, hear me?"
"Yes sir," he answers sardonically. "Love you, Marky."
"Love you, too, Jericho, you little brat.
"Wicked chucckle
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