“Hey,” Will greets, and I can hear a smile in his voice.
“Hey,” I echo, grinning at the ceiling as I lay back in bed against my pillow.
“You busy?”
“Nah. Just lying here in bed.”
“Yeah? Me too. Just thinking.”
“What are you thinking about?”
“Guess,” he prompts with a playful edge to his tone. Alright, I can work with that.
“It better be my dick,” I tease.
“Good guess.” He laughs for a second. “Are you alone?”
“Yeah, already said goodnight to my family.”
“It’s kind of hot picturing you in your childhood bedroom,” he admits.
“Seriously?”
“Well, I’m picturing you naked,” he explains “Which is always hot. But there’s something kind of naughty thinking about the fact that your family doesn’t know you’re on the phone with me. That I’m technically sharing a room, and Nathan could come back at any time and catch me.”
I lower myself on the bed so I’m fully laying down as I picture him naked now too. I press the phone to my ear and lower my tone. “And what would he catch you doing if he did walk in?”
“Right now he’d find me slowly jerking off to the sexy way your voice just dipped.”
“Fuck,” I mutter as my cock twitches just thinking about that, and I realize how hard I already am just from talking to him for such a short time.
“I’m so desperate for you. It’s like I can never get enough of your mouth.”
“I amveryskilled.”
“You really are. So, what are you wearing?”
“Sweatpants,” I answer, then for some reason, I don’t know if I’m just in a weird mood being home, or if I want to earn a bigger reaction from him, but I decide to tell him the truth. “And your hoodie.”
“Fuck, I love when you wear that,” he responds, voice strained. “Does it still smell like me?”
“No, I think I need another one now,” I tease.
“Hmm. I keep thinking about touching you. About what we can do next,” he murmurs.
“What do you want to do next?” I push.
“I… I want to be inside of you,” he admits in a breathy tone. “Not just my fingers. I want to fuck you. I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it.”
“Oh, fuck, I want that too. So badly.” I have to squeeze my dick in an attempt to get enough relief to even try to focus on his words.
“Are you hard now?” he asks.
“Yes.”
“Switch to video?”
My nerves spike slightly because I’ve never had phone sex before, and now I’m doing it for the first time at my mom’s house. “Okay,” I hear myself agree before I can worry too much about if it’s a good idea.
