by Sean Michael
“I hear you. But we fucked enough for a month, easy.”
“Which barely makes up for the years we were broken up! I hope you’re ready for more of the same at Easter.”
“I am. I’m already gathering goodies for us.” He had lube, a funny Easter T-shirt…
“Me too. I found the best place to camp. There’s a waterfall. It’ll be too early to go swimming, but we can dip real quick to get clean and reinvigorated.” Todd scratched his beard. “Give me a sec to go wash my hands—they’ve got dog drool on them.”
“Ha!” He wrapped his blanket tighter around him, just waiting.
It didn’t take Todd long to reappear. “Better. I didn’t want to jack off with dog drool on my hands. We are going to be having Skype sex before this call is over, right?”
“Listen to you!” He rolled his eyes, but his cheeks were burning.
“Uh-huh. That’s what we’re gonna do. Talk each other through it. And watch each other. It turns me on, you know—watching your hand wrapped around that beautiful cock of yours, stroking along it.” Todd licked his lips. “I’m actually drooling.”
“You’re a horndog.” And the most beautiful son of a bitch on earth.
“And yet you still love me.”
He nodded, meeting Todd’s eyes. “With all my heart, love.”
Todd’s expression softened. “So what do you want to tell me before we get to the slut-puppy portion of this call?”
“That I miss you and I wish I was there.” That was the big part of it. The biggest part.
“I wish you were here too. Soon, though, yeah? That’s what I keep telling myself, anyway. What’s a few months?”
“Right? You’ll be super busy, and I’ve got a race. It’ll go fast.” It was going to be endless.
“You’ll call me as often as you can, and I’ll try not to think about how much I miss you when I can’t see you.”
“I will. So is this the Scouts?” He didn’t think so. It was still bitterly cold.
“Nope. Hunters. They’re out here with bows and arrows. They want to do it like their ancestors did. I’m bringing food.”
“Ha! Good plan.” He applauded. “I want one of your steaks.”
“Well, come on. Bill will fly you up anytime.”
It felt good, how easily Todd offered that to him.
“Thank you. I took off a few days around Easter so we can linger.”
“Perfect.” Todd lay back slightly, a smile quirking his lips. “Tell me the thing you miss most about me.”
“The way you make me feel happy and safe but important at the same time.” That was easy.
“I do all that? Cool.” Todd really did look pleased by his answer.
“You do. You always have. You always made me feel whole.”
“We’re a stupid pair of idiots, you know that?” Todd shook his head. “Okay. No talking about the stupid breakup. Maybe we needed to do it to really appreciate what we had. So. Wanna fuck?”
“Oh my! The romance is gone!”
“Hey, I was getting morbid—better to snap out of it than linger, don’t you think?”
He reached out, tracing the line of Todd’s face. “You’re fine.”
“Ditto, eh? You’re beautiful and sexy, and it feels like you’ve been gone forever already. Time’s relative, I guess.”
“I know. I hear you. Still, we’re talking and that’s important.”
“It is. Hard as it is, this is so much better. I’d rather miss you than be entirely without you.” Todd’s voice was rough.
“Yeah. This is hope.”
“Yeah.” Todd simply stared at him, taking him in like Todd was starving for the sight of him.
“Yeah.” He reached out, needing to touch, so much.
“Do it to yourself, babe. You can’t touch me, but you can touch yourself.” Todd ran his own hand down his chest, demonstrating.
“Todd…” He’d never done that before.
“Yeah, babe?” Todd licked his lips and hummed.
“I’ve never…on camera.”
“Forget it’s on camera, babe. Pretend we’re actually together, face-to-face. That’s what’s I’m doing.”
“Well, we are face-to-face, huh?” He sighed and settled into the blanket, humming softly.
“Yeah, we are. And you make me ache. I want to touch you, but I’ll touch myself instead.”
“You make me ache a little.” He moaned, gaze fastened on Todd.
“Only a little?” Todd pushed his laptop down a bit, showing that he was naked, his cock perking up.
“Mmm… maybe more than a little.”
“Oh, good.” Todd slid his hand from his neck downward, all the way to his cock. Todd grabbed it and stroked it from base to tip.
Simon licked his lips, eyes peeled to the screen.
“Oh, yeah. I can almost feel that. Your tongue on my prick, lapping up my precome.” Groaning, Todd squeezed his cock tighter.
“Perv. I love that about you.” In fact, that made him wiggly.
“Good, because you bring it out in me. And if I’m lucky, tonight you’ll bring it out for me to see.” Todd winked.
“Maybe…” he teased. “If you’re a good guy…”
“Oh, I can be very good.” Todd sped his hands movements, and he groaned as he reached for his right nipple, pinching it.
Oh…. He rubbed his nipple under the blanket, his breath getting faster.
“Show me, babe. Please? I want to see you. I want to see what you’re doing to yourself.”
How could he say no? He let the blanket fall away from his shoulder, baring his nipple.
Todd’s low moan was gratifying.
“Pinch it, babe. Give it a good hard twist. You know you love it.”
“Todd… I wish I was with you.” He pinched again, rolling his sensitive nub.
“Uh-huh. Me too, Simon. Me too. Now pinch the other one. Feel the zing from that sweet little nip to your cock.” Todd’s voice had gone husky, his need clear to hear.
Wriggling, his breath speeding up, Simon couldn’t stop moving as his cock started to fill.
Todd groaned and dropped his head back. Then he raised it again, focusing on his face, then over his body, like a touch. “Sexy man. My sexy man.” Todd slowed his hand, letting Simon see more clearly as it slid in and out of Todd’s fist.
“Yours. I love you.” He wanted to taste.
“Mmm. I love you too.” Todd stretched, hips pushing up, pushing that gorgeous cock toward the camera. “I want to fuck you. I want to feel you tight around me. I want you inside me too. You have no idea how good it feels to have you fill me.”
“I do. I love how you need it.” No one loved it like Todd.
Todd sucked on the middle finger of his free hand, then pushed his hand between his legs. Although Simon couldn’t see Todd’s finger going into his hole, it was clear that was what was happening.
Todd moaned, and called out to him. “Simon. Babe.”
“Going to send you a dildo,” Simon promised.
“You should take a cast of your cock. Make the dildo from that.” Todd was panting, but he managed to get the words out.
“Butthead.” He laughed. Make a cast of his cock.
“You say that like you think I was joking…” Butter wouldn’t melt in Todd’s mouth.
“That’s not a thing! You don’t cast your junk.”
“It should be a thing. Can you imagine? I bet there’s a market for it too. Someone should take it to the Shark Tank.” Todd cackled.
“That’s it. Your retirement plan. Jacky Junk Casting.”
Todd actually stopped his movements as he guffawed. “Oh God. That’s hilarious, babe.”
“I’m fucking brilliant. Together, we’re unbeatable.”
“We are. We should remember that next time we think breaking up is a good idea.” Todd began stroking again, idly.
“No next times. Let’s go for forever, hmm?” He’d suffered long enough.
“I’m
down with that. Very down.” Todd jutted his chin toward Simon. “Touch yourself again, babe. Let’s get the mood back.”
“Yeah. Let’s. No wasting time, right?” He pulled the blanket close again, to rev himself up.
“Simon. Please. Let me see. You turn me on so much. Watching you touch yourself is amazing.”
He blushed dark but let Todd in, let Todd see. Todd groaned immediately, the sound deep, gratifying.
“Damn, babe. Look at you.”
Todd made him blush, made him reach down and cup his balls. As soon as he did, Todd moaned again.
“You make me need. You honestly do.”
“The same here. I’m so glad to see you. Be here with you, I mean.” He wasn’t making so much sense anymore.
“Uh-huh. Keep touching. I want to watch you pinch your nipple and your cockhead at the same time.”
“I want you to be here to do it.” Still, he did it. He listened.
“This is the next best thing, babe. Do it again, only pinch harder this time. You know what you like—make it happen. For me.”
“I want you.” He pinched harder, the zing to his nipple making his cock throb.
“Uh-huh. Yes, please.” Todd touched his own nipple, not a pinch like Simon had given himself, but a light touch. Todd’s nipples were super sensitive, and he didn’t like it when things got too hard. Simon could suck them for hours, hum and pull.
“What are you thinking about?” Todd asked “I want details. Hot, sexy, filthy details.”
“You. I’m thinking about you and your nipples.”
“Me and my nipples appreciate that.” Todd stretched his legs apart, hips pumping the air as he reached down to cup his balls. “So does the rest of me. Tell me more.”
“I want to suck them, nice and easy. I know it makes you crazy.” He wanted to suck that fat cock too.
“Mmm. It sure does. You’re a magician with that tongue of yours. I love feeling it on my body. All over, but especially my nipples. You know just how to play them to drive me insane.”
“We’re lucky that we suit each other.” Who knew Todd was so good at this.
“We’re lucky we love each other. Makes us want to learn each other.” Todd groaned, hips pushing his cock through his hand. “Are you getting off on this, babe? Is it working for you?”
He nodded, moving his tablet so Todd could see his heavy cock.
“Oh, babe. That looks delicious. I’d love to lick you all over, map you out with my tongue. Taste your balls and the tip of your cock. Taste the precome that slips out of your slit.” Todd’s voice was thick with want, with need, and that was all directed at him.
“Soon…” Not soon enough, that was for sure.
“Can you imagine my tongue on you now?” Todd licked his lips, wetting them, making them shine.
Simon nodded, swallowing hard. “I can.”
“Good. Keep imagining it. Because I am. And it’s making my balls ache.”
“I can imagine sucking you, too, riding you.”
“Yes!” Todd shouted the word out, hand and hips moving quickly in concert. “Oh God, so close.”
“Love you. I want you.” He wanted, eyes burning. “Need you.”
“Ditto. Ditto. Ditto.” Todd pulled on his cock, working it.
Simon couldn’t take his eyes off Todd’s cock, so he saw it the moment Todd came, white ropes of come spraying up over it.
He stroked hard and fast, his eyes rolling back in his head.
“That’s it, babe. Come on. Come for me. I want to watch your cock spurt. Do it. Come.” Todd’s voice rasped over him, thick, like a touch.
“Love.” He came, gasping, curled over his prick, mind filled with Todd.
“You’re so gorgeous, babe.” Todd touched his screen.
“Miss you. God. Soon, huh? You and me?” He was madly close to tears.
“I’m counting the days.” Todd’s gaze burned into him.
“Me too. Seriously.” A tear did spill, but just one.
“Don’t, babe. You’re breaking my heart.”
“Sorry. Sorry, just a long day. Sorry. Ignore me.”
“What kind of boyfriend would I be if I ignored you? A bad one. And then you won’t want to keep trying the long-distance thing and as much as this sucks, not having it sucks harder. We’re going to make this work, okay?”
“We are. I’m not losing you. Never ever again.”
“Me either.” Todd shifted and pulled a blanket up over himself. “Would it be wrong to stare at you until I fell asleep?”
“No. I just want to talk to you a little while longer. Just a little bit.”
“Good. I want to talk to you until the sun comes back up. Oh, I have moose visiting. It’s the same ones that come every year. They hang out for a day or two, and then they move on. It’s magical.”
“Yeah? I wish I was there to see. Are you still feeding the birds?” Are you still right here with me?
“I am. I’ve got an amazing variety that stayed this year.” Todd laughed softly. “I think I pay more for bird feed and dog food than I do my own supplies. It’s worth it, though. What about you? You have any birds in that big city of yours?”
“I had to hide my birdfeeder. They’re not allowed at the apartments. I still have it, though. Out in the balcony.”
“Oh my God, you’re a bad boy, Simon! I love it. I love you.”
He grinned, blushing bright red. “You know how I love my birds.”
“I do. You even like the pigeons and that’s one of the things I love about you.”
“Will you take video of your moose for me?”
“Of course!” Todd looked so pleased that he’d asked. “I’ll go out tomorrow and send you the video. You have anything you want to take a video of for me? Keep in mind that I’m not picky—I just want a piece of you.”
“I’ll let you see my apartment. You’ll learn where I live.”
“Oh, I’d like that a lot. I want to know where you are when you’re not here. Where home is.” Todd grabbed his phone, looked at it. “I’m not busy the beginning of May. Would it be too forward to ask to come visit you for a few days?”
“Please. God, please. Yes.” He wanted to sleep in his bed with Todd. “And home is where you are.”
Todd beamed at him. “I still want the ten-cent tour on video.”
“Fair enough. I’ll send it. I’m warm and comfortable now.” And lazy. Melty.
“Yeah, me too. The only thing better would be if you were in my arms.” Todd blew him a kiss. “You know I love you, eh?”
“I do. I love you, babe. I’m so glad to talk to you.” Over the moon, in fact.
“I don’t want to end this call.” Todd kept looking at him, and that gaze was intense, like Simon was the only thing in the world worth looking at.
“Okay. We’ll just talk all night.”
“Works for me. Who needs sleep, eh?” Todd grabbed another blanket and snuggled under it. “Have you seen Venom?”
“No. I never seem to get to the movies anymore.”
“It’s available digitally—we could watch it together. I mean put Skype in the corner, or use Facetime on the iPhone and watch on our laptops. I’m free tomorrow night.” Todd looked so hopeful.
“I am too. Sounds good. I’ll download it, and we’ll watch.”
“Awesome! It’s a date.” Todd rested his head back against his pillow, eyes half closing. “I’m so glad I invested in a satellite for my internet. It goes out now and then, but on the whole, it keeps me connected to the rest of the world and lets me play with Netflix and stuff. This would be much harder without it.”
“I would just have to come more often, I guess.” Or come and stay.
“You could come more often anyway.” Todd gave him puppy dog eyes. He was damn good at them too.
“Every day off I can find.” I promise.
“Good. And I’ll totally book myself off if I have enough notice. Although you make a great co-guide, babe. You really do.”
> “I had the most fun—after Arthur left anyway.” That was the story of his working life.
“That guy is evil, babe. He warned me that you were gay when I told you that you were sharing your tent with me. Is he harassing you at work?”
“Define harassment.” It wasn’t anything overt enough to be a problem, but it was something.
“That means yes. Babe. You should talk to HR.”
“And say what? He’s a homophobic turd? I’d never feel comfortable.”
“Do you feel comfortable now?” Todd sounded like he knew the answer already.
“No, no. Of course not. But it’s not impossible, right?”
“And you think going to HR will make it impossible? Isn’t it their job to make the environment comfortable for everyone? It’s 2019 for fuck’s sake.”
“Yeah.” But he was the low man on the totem pole and… And I’m not suited for this.
Todd sighed. “But you aren’t going to do anything about it, are you? I hate your job, babe.”
Me too. “I know, but I spent all that money at university. You know that.”
“I know. I know. You’re going to rule the world. And I know that I have a prejudice against any job that keeps you in a big city.”
“I’m not going to rule anything. I just have to pay my student loans off.”
Todd tilted his head. “I thought this was your dream, babe?”
His nightmare, really. “It’s my job.”
“I don’t want to fight with you. Our time is too precious.”
His head tilted. “Were we fighting, love? I wasn’t. Promise.”
“No, but we could. About your job. So, I’m going to let the subject drop.”
“Okay.” A tiny secret part of him wished Todd wouldn’t, but that was silly. “What’s on your plan tomorrow?”
“I’m going to get video of those moose for you.”
He chuckled, snuggling down. “Butthead. That’s it?”
“I’ll be missing you too. Maybe chop some wood. Get some stew made for my next tour. Jack off.” Todd was such a butthead.
“I’ll work. Run. Make your video. Call you.”
“Perfect. It’s a date.” Todd traced him on the screen again.
“Yes. Tell me that we’re forever.” Always.