I’m trying.
...
It’d be easier if I could see you.
My cock twitches in my pants. This can’t be happening.
You’re drunk.
And you’re not?
Tell me you’re not turned on and I’ll leave you be.
But my hand is already adjusting myself, trying to relieve any pressure. Fuck, I want to see that picture again. I want to drag my tongue over his skin and lick him clean.
Phoenix is impatient.
Taking a long time to reply again.
Tell me what you’re doing.
I don’t respond. I physically can’t. I’m frozen at the foot of something frightening and also exciting and I can’t seem to step over the threshold.
My phone rings, the same number flashing on the caller ID.
“What do you want?” My voice is rough and not as threatening as I had hoped I would sound.
“Unzip your pants, Leander.” Phoenix’s voice was low and husky in my ear. He says my name with such hunger I want to moan.
“Phoenix—”
“I’m not going to tell you again.” He pauses, almost sighing the next words. “Pleasure yourself, Lee. I wanna hear you get off.”
For some reason, my hands follow his instructions. I place the phone on speaker and drop it on the couch. My fingers fumble with the button of my jeans.
I shove my briefs down, the head of my cock already purple and leaking from the strain of Phoenix’s voice.
“Spit in your hand,” he instructs.
I follow.
“Grab your cock.”
My hand is slick and warm against my long shaft. I groan from the first pass of my hand.
“Yeah, that’s it,” Phoenix coos. “Now do it hard and rough. I’m not gonna go easy on you.” Amusement touches his voice as my hand pumps with more aggression.
“God, you listen so well, Lee,” he praises. His breath coming in short bursts like he’s also rubbing one out.
The praise makes my dick shudder in my hand wishing it was inside his mouth, his body, his hand.
“Fuck, I can’t stop thinking about how well you drank that beer earlier tonight,” Phoenix groaned. “I’ve already came twice from just thinking about how angry your eyes were. It wasn’t enough, though. I needed you to know about the mess you made.”
I groan, gripping my penis harder until my hips are thrusting into my own hand.
“Don’t you dare come until I say so,” Phoenix growls.
I whimper as I slow my pace down slightly. “Phoenix?—”
