Page 35 of This or That
“I did.” He chuckles, and right after, his tone turns business-like and rushed. “Listen, I’m gonna have to call you back in a sec. I didn’t think this through.”
And with that, the fucker hangs up on me. No warning. No explanation. No goodbye. I drop my phone next to me. Equally annoyed and aroused, I spit into my palm, and my fingers find their way inside my boxer briefs to circle my girth. My pulse accelerates in anticipation. I work myself hard and fast. My shallow breathing stops when I’m interrupted by an incoming call. Caught in the act, I nonetheless press the green button with my other hand and put it on speaker.
“You’re jacking off, aren’t you?”Busted!Mike’s tone is sulkier than a minute ago. I grunt in reply. “Let me see.” His suggestion makes my skin tingle all over.
“Wh-What?” My thumb caresses my length a tad too harshly, then rubs its leaking tip. It sends the right kind of sensations, but I need more. I’m conflicted whether to dismiss his instruction and opt for a quick and messy release or to make it last longer and comply with something we’ve never done. Not that I have with anyone else, but I’ve come to learn that Mike’s pleasure is often tied to a visual. My lover definitely watches too much porn!
“Oh,please.” Damn, no matter how he says the word, needy or bossy, it arouses me to no end. “You’re not playing fair and you know it.”
“But it’s so much more fun, don’t you think?” I tease as the tip of my tongue traces the contour of my lips. “I’m not sure I’m ready for what you’re asking anyway.”
His bossy side finally takes over. “Don’t play shy with me now, you little tease.”
Ignoring his uncharacteristic remark and name calling, I snatch my phone with my free hand, move it closer to my ear, and focus on the random noises on the other end. “What are you doing?”
“What does it sound like I’m doing? I’m holding the phone between my left shoulder and cheek while getting naked for you, asshole! Thank goodness I'm working from home today! I had to hurry back upstairs because my throbbing cock needed some TLC, and I started stroking it in the middle of my kitchen. Then, it dawned on me that my mom could barge in at any time. That’s why I hung up on you.” Mike’s confession sinks in as I continue my ministrations, wondering if I’ll find my voice, but he doesn’t give me the opportunity. “Now, do as I say and let me see. I’ll gladly return the favor.”
His ardor baffles me. This is a full 180 degrees from the time that Mike texted and basically friend-zoned me while I was in LA… right before he surprised me by picking me up at the airport. Who would have thought we’d come such a long way in so little time after our awkward start?
“Once upon a time, you’d have said ‘please, Troy.’”
“I already did, and I’m afraid I’m past begging,Sir.” I don’t miss his sarcasm. “Quit skirting my request.”
“Request? It sounds more like a command to me.”
“Troy!” His warning’s more like a growl between gritted teeth.
Without further ado, I get rid of my superfluous piece of clothing and put him out of his misery. As soon as I prop the phone against the comforter and switch on my camera, I lick my lips at the breathtaking view.
“Perfect angle, baby.” I’m not sure where he put his phone to make this work, but I’m granted with a clear visual of his half-mast gaze and engorged erection. My mouth waters.
“I figured you’d like it.” With his free hand, he aims for his balls, torturing me with this enticing visual. The erotic little noises he makes amplify my lust every time his chiseled chest heaves up and down.
“I so wish I was there to lick every inch of your skin.” I bite the inside of my cheeks to avoid chuckling at the sound he makes when I widen my stance. My fist travels up and down my shaft.
“That’s it, baby. Pinch your balls for me…please.” Again, his sarcastic tone isn’t lost on me, but I’m too far gone to call him out on it. I oblige and am rewarded with the filthiest sound that I’ve ever heard. I shiver, registering how close I am. I want more. It’s time to see if his bravery has limits.
“Happy with your own porn clip?”
“I… can’t… complain.” Catching his breath, I revel in his flushed cheeks. From the way his eyes drift away, I know he’s almost ready too.
“What do you say we add a little ass play to the mix?”
I hear no complaint. Instead, an eager and always prepared Mike reaches for the lube. He then positions his muscular body to the side so that I don’t miss the action when his coated middle finger toys with his crease before it disappears inside of him. My eyes widen at the view and intoxicating sounds escaping his mouth that tell me that he’s undoubtedly hit his prostate.
Biting the corner of my mouth, I ask in a hot whisper, with my heart thumping, “Do you have any idea how fucking hot you are, Mike?” Shortly after, I follow his lead without waiting for his answer. My ravenous body writhes under my touch and decides it needs two digits; it’s a good thing I always have a packet of lube in my wallet that’s within reach on the nightstand. With both hands working to get myself off, I’m nonetheless acutely aware of the kinky voyeur. Our eyes lock at regular intervals while getting high on the show we’re putting on for each other. Squeeze. Release. Push. Pull. In. Out. And repeat relentlessly.
“Right back at you, Troy Hunter.” When my name rolls off of his tongue like an X-rated promise, I squirt all over my hand and lower stomach as I let his name out in a blissed-out cry. “Fuck... I’ve never seen anything… anyone… this hot. Ever.”
Soon enough, my eyes are glued to the screen as I witness his elbow fly to cover his mouth to muffle the desperate groans of his release. His beautiful body tenses. His sweaty face reddens. His appetizing cock shoots his pleasure across his own skin instead of mine.
Panting and sleepy, I whisper a thank you. “No one’s hotter than you, Mike Clayton. I can’t wait for our reunion. I can’t wait to touch you the way you touched yourself. I can’t wait…” My body is both heavy and weightless. My voice is both edgy and sluggish. My heart is both racing and full. I’m already drifting to sleep.
“Me neither.”
Chapter 23
Here Comes the Shock
