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Long, slow lick down my back, between my ass cheeks, flickering over my hole. Wet and pointed, thrusting inside me, electricity shooting… everywhere.
I humped my palm, pushing against his tongue, everything building up, making me moan, say his name, beg him not to stop. He kept pressing inside me, licking, nibbling, and I exploded, rush of come onto my fingers and the bed.
I woke up, sticky and breathing hard. I reached out in the darkness for Brian next to me in the bed, but there was no one there to touch.
Pittsburgh had never seemed so far away.
"It's obviously been too long since you last fucked me; I just had a wet dream."
"Fuck Justin, it's only been six days and it's... 4:37 in the morning."
"Yes and I'm all covered in come. I'm going to have to get up and take a shower if I have any hope of getting back to sleep."
"Just wipe off on the sheet and roll to the other side of the bed."
"There is no other side of a twin bed."
"Whose fault is that? I told you to buy an adult sized bed."
"For an adult sized bed, I would need an adult sized apartment and that I cannot afford."
"Did you seriously wake me up in the middle of the night to talk about the high cost of living in New York?"
"No, I called about the dream."
"Was it hot?"
"Great, now that you've shared, can I go back to sleep?"
"I once had a dream that you fucked me while levitating."
"I'll take that as a no."
"It was really hot. I jerked off to it for weeks."
"When the hell was that? Why didn't you tell me about it?"
"We weren't together. It was right after I broke up with Ethan and I was living with Daph. I was really missing you."
"Ah yes, the stalker days, take two."
"Say what you will about being a stalker but it has proven a very successful tactic for me. Besides, that time it was Daph's idea."
"Subtlety has never been Daphne's strong suit."
"Oh and you're one to talk."
"I more than make up for my shortcomings with my charming disposition and my huge cock."
"Now we're getting somewhere, tell me more about your cock."
"How soon they forget. Let's see, it’s long and thick and it's been hard since you mentioned something about being covered in come."
"You should stroke it."
"You should suck it."
"Mmm, I should. How fast can you get here?"
"Sorry, this week is crazy. But as you might recall I'll be there this weekend."
"What are you going to do to me when you get here?"
"While I'm certain what I am about to say will earn me a number of old age jokes, I have to ask, why can't we engage in phone sex at a reasonable hour?"
"We can, and if you think back a few hours, you will remember that we did. But you have my body trained. I'm used to being woken up in the middle of the night and fucked within an inch of my life."
"Yes, but I never had to participate in witty banter for that."
"Believe me; you're not that witty at five in the morning."
"I miss the stalking days when you kissed my ass and worshipped the ground I walked on."
"Mmm, I'll kiss your ass."
"I'm not getting out of this am I?"
"Do you really want to?"
"No, but when Cynthia starts bitching at me tomorrow for throwing stuff and firing people, I'm telling her to complain to you."
"That's OK, I've got Cynthia wrapped around my little finger."
"What did you do, stalk her too?"
"That may be one of the sweetest things you've ever said to me."
"I plead exhaustion."
"I fucking miss you. I can't stand sleeping alone."