TREVOR #2
He waits a few seconds, setting his own hand on his lower abdomen and letting his fingertips dip down under the waistband of his boxers.
“Okay, baby. Imagine I’m there, I’m lying beside you.
And imagine I’m the one touching you. I want you to take your thumb from your lips and move it across your jawline, then slowly slide it down your neck.
Use just a little bit of pressure. Imagine it’s me pressing kisses there. ”
There’s a soft gasp on the other end of the line, and Trevor doesn’t need to ask, but he does anyway. “Did you do it?”
“Yeah,” Skyler replies breathlessly. Trevor can tell he’s already turned on, even though they haven’t done much of anything yet. But Skyler does have a great imagination. Just picturing Trevor in his mind doing this to him is probably turning him on way more than the actual physical sensations.
“Good job, baby. You’re so good for me.” These words elicit another gasp from Skyler. Loving that, Trevor slides his hand farther into his boxers to cup his soft dick before he continues. “Can you wet your thumb again for me?”
“Yes,” Skyler is quick to say.
“Good. Now this time bring it down to your nipple. Circle it until it hardens into a little peak for me.”
The quiet moan tells him Skyler is following his instructions.
“Now flick your thumb over it a few times,” he says.
The moan that follows is louder this time.
“Do you wanna do the same thing with the other one for me?” Trevor asks. “Lick your thumb again first.” He waits until he hears another moan before he asks, “Do you like how that feels, baby? Do you like me playing with your nipples? Do you like when I’m a bit rough with them?”
“Yesss,” Skyler hisses. “More. Please. Please touch me more.”
“Of course, I’m going to touch you more,” Trevor assures him. “How could I not? You’re so sexy for me. You know I can’t resist you.”
“You too,” Skyler says. “So sexy.”
“Thanks, baby. Are you wearing any underwear?”
He has to ask this, because Skyler either sleeps naked or in the tiniest little briefs known to man, depending on his mood.
“Yeah. Can I take them off?”
“Yes, I want you to take them off for me,” Trevor tells him. “But remember, I’m the one who’s doing it, right? And I’m going to run my hands down your sides first, then squeeze your hips before I start to peel those sexy briefs off you.
“Mmm.”
Trevor’s starting to get hard from the idea of Skyler in bed, following all his instructions and getting turned on by it.
But even if this game has woken Trevor up mentally, his body is still exhausted, so he’s not sure if he’ll be able to come.
And that’s totally fine. This is about Skyler, about making him feel good and less lonely.
“Are they off?” he asks.
“Yeah,” Skyler says, and Trevor hears the shuffling of the covers as Skyler is likely trying to kick his underwear away. “What now?”
“Now that I can see your perfect, hard cock straining for me, I’m going to need to touch it, aren’t I? I’m going to wrap my hand around your cock and give it a light squeeze before I stroke it up and down a few times. Can you do that for me?”
The small noise Skyler makes is confirmation, so Trevor keeps talking.
“This time on the upstroke, I’ll sweep my thumb over the head of your cock. Then I can use the precum that’s gathered there to make the slide of my hand easier when I go back to stroking.”
Skyler sucks in a sharp breath, and Trevor grins to himself.
“Use your other hand to squeeze your inner thigh for me,” he instructs. “I know you love it when I touch you there.”
“Mmm, love it,” Skyler confirms.
“Don’t stop stroking. But don’t go too fast. I want to jerk you off nice and slow and make it last.”
All he gets from Skyler is a whimper.
“Do you need more, baby?” he asks.
“Yes! Wanna come. Make me come.”
“Not yet. I want to enjoy you some more first.”
Skyler whimpers again pitifully.
“Are you still stroking nice and slow like I told you to?” Trevor asks him. When he gets a quick affirmation, he continues. “You can let go of your thigh now. Use that hand to play with your balls, roll them around in your palm a bit. Do you like that?”
“Yes,” Skyler breathes out.
Trevor starts stroking himself now too. He’s almost fully hard, but despite how much he’s enjoying listening to the sounds his husband makes, he still doesn’t think he’ll be able to get there.
So he’s not jerking off with the intention of coming.
He only wants to take a little bit of the edge off, to feel good while he makes Skyler feel even better.
“Okay, baby,” he says. “I need you to get the lube out of the bedside table now.” From what he recalls of their last time at the apartment together, they still have a bottle there and it should still be good to use.
“I got it,” Skyler says, anticipation seeping through in his voice.
As he lazily plays with his own balls, Trevor tells him, “Pour a tiny bit out on your fingers and rub them to warm it up. Then bring your hand down to your pretty hole for me, okay? Rub one finger around it first. Gently. Gotta get that hole ready.”
“I’m ready, I’m ready,” Skyler insists.
Trevor laughs softly. “Okay, I believe you. Slide one finger in. Just one finger, and don’t go too deep.”
“Oh my god, you’re torturing me,” Skyler whines.
“Am I?”
Skyler huffs and says, “You’re mean.” But Trevor’s sure he’s still following instructions like the good boy he loves to be. That is, of course, when he’s not having fun being a total devil.
“God, you feel so good around my finger, baby,” Trevor says, tugging lightly on his balls. “Your greedy hole wants to suck me in. But you can’t, okay? Just play with that hole for me. We just wanna keep something inside you so you don’t feel empty while I stroke your hard cock, right?”
There’s a tiny whimper, and then a breathless, “Trev?”
“Yeah, baby?”
“I’m close.”
“Are you ready to come?”
“Yes! Yes. Please make me come.”
Trevor grins. “Well, since you said please so nicely. I’m gonna grip you harder now, jerk you faster, make sure I nudge that sensitive spot behind the head with every upstroke until you come for me. Go on. You deserve it, baby.”
While he listens to the sounds of Skyler getting himself off, Trevor tucks his own cock away. The way Skyler moans out his name as he comes is more than enough satisfaction for him.
And as he waits for Skyler to come back down from his release, he imagines him there in bed, sloppily cleaning himself off, or maybe not even bothering, before he pulls the covers back up and rolls over onto his side.
He’ll probably instinctually reach for Trevor, even though Trevor’s not there.
But hopefully now, he’ll at least be sated and relaxed enough to fall asleep alone.
“So good,” Skyler finally whispers, sounding truly worn out. As he should be, after the events of his very long day. “Love you.”
“I love you too, baby,” Trevor tells him. “You should get some sleep now, okay?”
“Yeah, I’m so tired. Thank you.”
“You don’t need to thank me. I wish I could do more for you.”
“I still wish you were here,” Skyler admits. “But this was fun. Goodnight.”
Trevor says goodnight, but after he hangs up, it takes him longer than it should to fall back asleep. Because damn. He really wishes he were there too.