Page 124 of Double Play

We hang up and I feel like shit. Layton deserves more than me talking to him when I’m surrounded by Butch and other people. I’ve been ignoring his needs. We need to be playful like we’ve always been. Our calls are always rushed.

I smile, knowing exactly what we need.

Five minutes later, the FaceTime is ringing. He answers sitting on his couch in his boxers. His hair is a mess and there are food containers everywhere. I didn’t realize how bad it had gotten.

I breathe, “Hey, superstar.”

He doesn’t even look at the phone. Without any expression on his face, he mumbles, “Is that for me or Butch?”

Oh no, he’s really hurting.

“Why don’t you look into the phone and find out?”

He looks down and his eyes widen. I’m lying naked on my bed with my legs slightly open.

He sucks in a breath. “Holy fuck.” He squeezes his eyes shut for a moment. “I miss you.”

I run my hands over my breasts. “I miss your hands on my body. I miss you making me moan. It’s been so long.” I pull out my vibrator and run it around my nipples. “Let’s go to the bullpen together. Talk me through it. I need you to get me off.” I lick my lips suggestively. “Are you ready toplay ball?”

His jaw slackens as he slips his hand into his boxer shorts and begins stroking himself. Eyeing my toy, he asks, “Is that Captain America?”

I nod. “It’s a poor substitute for my real Captain America.”

He smiles. “He’s Captain America Junior.” After rubbing himself for a moment, he abruptly stands. “Wait one second. I have an idea.”

He quickly moves off camera and then returns moments later with his Captain America mask on and his boxers nowhere to be found. I giggle. “I think you with nothing on but that mask just moved to the top of my wet dreams.”

I hear him chuckle. It’s music to my ears. This is exactly what we needed. Fun, intimate time together.

“Sunshine, spread your legs wide. Move the camera and let me see your pink pussy.”

I do, giving him an extremely up-close view of what he wants.

“Now run Captain America Junior gently through your pussy until it’s nice and wet.”

“I’ve been wet since the second your face came on camera. I miss you.” I run it through me. “I wish this was you. When you run your giant tip through me, I can barely control myself.”

“Me too, sunshine.” He’s pumping that gorgeous cock of his. “Are you nice and wet? Wet enough to handle my cock?”

I bring the camera close so he can see. “Yes. Can you see what you do to me?”

“Keep the camera right where it is and slide Captain America Junior in. I want to see the moment it enters you.”

I do and let out a moan. “His head isn’t as big as yours. Do you have any idea how good it feels the exact moment your tip pushes inside me? I feel it in my whole body. I have to hold back so I don’t come on the spot. There’s nothing better.”

I see him smile. I’m just now realizing how many days it’s been since I’ve seen him smile. Too long. I’ve been selfish.

“Turn it on.” I do. “Slide it deep, where we know you like it. I love how deep you need it. I love that I can give it to you there.”

I push it in as deep as it will go. “Oh god, Layton. You know my body so well. I ache for you. No one has ever known my body like you. No one has ever made me come like you.Ever.”

He takes a deep inhale with his nose. “I can almost smell you, sunshine. You have no idea what your scent does to me.” His cock is oozing, hard as a missile.

“I know, superstar. That’s why I rush to the stadium to give you pre-game reminders. I love it when you smell your fingers before each at-bat. Our dirty secret for no one else in the world to know.”

“You’re my muse. Your scent is my fuel, and your taste...” He squeezes his eyes shut and smiles. “It’s a pussy power bar.”

I giggle. “I’ve never seen that in stores.”

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