8. Messages
CHAPTER EIGHT
messages
Fisheye25:
Thanks for a great night.
Fisheye25:
Kit!
Fisheye25:
Can’t believe you didn’t tell me who you were.
Kuddlebear:
Would you have gone out with me if I had?
Fisheye25:
Of course. And probably picked out the restaurant.
Fisheye25:
We could have got so wasted.
Kuddlebear:
Sorry.
Fisheye25:
Hey, I still had a good time. Even if you fed me obnoxious pretend food.
Kuddlebear:
Never again.
Kuddlebear:
Pinky swear
Fisheye25:
Thanks for dropping me off too.
Fisheye25:
You could have come in, you know.
Kuddlebear:
You made that perfectly clear.
Fisheye25:
But you’re a gentleman. Agh. I’ll beat that out of you.
Kuddlebear:
Beat? Interesting choice of words.
Fisheye25:
Oooh, so you do have a gutter mind after all.
Kuddlebear:
And you don’t?
Fisheye25:
Oh, my mind is a sewer.
Kuddlebear:
Is that supposed to make me hot? Because I’m just pinching my nose.
Fisheye25:
Really? Cuz I’m pinching something else.
Kuddlebear:
Milo Fisheyes 25.
Kuddlebear:
Are you sexting me?
Fisheye25:
You catch on quick.
Kuddlebear:
I try
Fisheye25:
Kit…
Kuddlebear:
Yes?
Fisheye25:
Why didn’t you come up?
Kuddlebear:
Because…
Kuddlebear:
I thought you might think less of me.
Fisheye25:
You’re an idiot.
Kuddlebear:
Guilty as charged.
Fisheye25:
I thought you didn’t like me.
Kuddlebear:
What?
Kuddlebear:
Why would you think that?
Fisheye25:
Don’t know. I guess I’m not used to being rejected.
Kuddlebear:
I didn’t reject you.
Fisheye25:
So you wanted to come up?
Kuddlebear:
100%
Fisheye25:
You swear?
Kuddlebear:
On everything I hold dear.
Fisheye25:
Okay.
Kuddlebear:
Feeling better now?
Fisheye25:
Yeah.
Fisheye25:
No.
Fisheye25:
I’d feel a whole lot better if you were here right now.
Kuddlebear:
I am here.
Fisheye25:
You are?
Kuddlebear:
Uh-huh.
Fisheye25:
Oh. So you are. And what are you doing?
Kuddlebear:
Watching you.
Fisheye25:
In a creepy way?
Kuddlebear:
In a sexy way.
Fisheye25:
What’s a sexy way?
Kuddlebear:
I’m watching you lie in bed.
Kuddlebear:
Naked.
Fisheye25:
Indeed I am.
Kuddlebear:
And I touch myself from the doorway.
Fisheye25:
You are? What a coincidence.
Kuddlebear:
Yeah. And I squeeze my dick as I watch your hands move under the sheets.
Kuddlebear:
I see the outline of your cock.
Fisheye25:
Mmm, don’t stop now.
Kuddlebear:
I can’t resist you no matter how hard I try.
Fisheye25:
Don’t resist me then.
Kuddlebear:
I cross the room and climb on top of you.
Fisheye25:
YES!
Fisheye25:
And then?
Kuddlebear:
And then I slide the sheets down slowly until I reveal your hard cock.
Fisheye25:
Aha
Kuddlebear:
I look into your eyes…
Fisheye25:
Yes
Kuddlebear:
And without breaking contact, I make my way down to…
Fisheye25:
To?
Fisheye25:
Don’t stop now
Kuddlebear:
I thought you liked to leave things to the imagination
Fisheye25:
What on earth gave you that idea
Kuddlebear:
Your profile?
Fisheye25:
Well, screw my profile
Fisheye25:
You make your way down to…what
Kuddlebear:
To taste you.
Fisheye25:
Oh
Kuddlebear:
Okay.
Kuddlebear:
Goodnight.
Fisheye25:
Wait, what?
Kuddlebear:
I’m tired.
Fisheye25:
You can’t leave me hanging.
Kuddlebear:
Says who?
Fisheye25:
Me. *I* says.
Kuddlebear:
Goodnight, Milo.
Fisheye25:
You’re a cruel, cruel man.
Kuddlebear:
I have my days.
Fisheye25:
I hate you.
Kuddlebear:
Uh-huh
Fisheye25:
I do.
Kuddlebear:
I believe you.
Fisheye25:
Free tomorrow?
Kuddlebear:
What do you have in mind?
Fisheye25:
You know exactly what I have in mind.
Kuddlebear:
I do.
Kuddlebear:
I just want to hear you say it.
Fisheye25:
Goodnight.
Fisheye25:
Kit!