Room 222 | Tuesday Afternoon

[pursuedthestars]

Jim hadn't had any classes today so he'd gone into town and gotten a haircut. Nothing drastic but things had been getting too long and he didn't want floppy hair. So, haircut. And afterward, he'd stopped for lunch which he'd lugged back to the room.

The food got dropped on his desk and Jim pulled out his chair so he could take a seat and stretch his legs out. He scrolled through a few messages on his phone and even sent a few replies back to random people before he took his sandwich out of his bag so he could start eating.

Look, he was a growing boy and a growing boy needed food and it wasn't his fault the sandwich was messy and huge. He needed his strength for...manly things. Okay, whatever, it just tasted good and he'd wanted to see if he could finish the thing without getting it all over himself.

Sometimes, Jim wasn't the smartest but he'd be well fed.

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Comments

[pursuedthestars]

You don't sound at all serious. But, I appreciate the picture.

He bit his bottom lip and kept rubbing his cock, shifting a bit and letting out a little exhale.

Very nice.

[whenshewasnice]

I know.

And she let that be her response for a moment. Because it took a sec to get up and pad on over to her bedroom. Where she snapped a picture of the contents of her bedside table.

He could now get sentimental about how her vibrator and cuffs and lube had all traveled through the dimensions with her.

[pursuedthestars]

You're an awful person.

Jim finally pushed his boxers down and wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking himself quickly and curling his toes into the carpet. He palmed the head of his cock and applied pressure where he knew it counted and let out a low moan.

Jerk. See if I show you how hard I am.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie snickered at that response, because she was awful. She shed her suit pants, finally, and picked up the vibrator and the lube before flopping down on her ridiculously comfortable bed.

See if I show you anything I might do with those.

[pursuedthestars]

Jim shook his head and didn't reply immediately because he was too busy snapping a picture of his hard cock which he promptly sent to her.

Have fun.

[whenshewasnice]

That does really make me miss you.

She wasn't even lying. Too bad he couldn't see the way she licked her lips when she got that picture. Too bad for him.

But she did get a picture of her underwear around her ankles.

Miss me?

[pursuedthestars]

Uh huh.

He eased his strokes on his cock, still touching but not trying to get himself off just yet.

What are you about to do?

[whenshewasnice]

Wouldn't you like to know?

Of course he would. That was just to tease him before a photo of the vibrator showed up, all nice and lubed up.

[pursuedthestars]

You're an evil person.

But, he was licking his lips and stroking a little harder now.

[whenshewasnice]

And you're typing excellently for someone who's aching to be here instead of this toy.

So of course in the attached photo, he could see said toy juuust about pushing into her.

She snapped that and sent it quickly before she had time to change her mind. Dirtiest photo she'd ever taken and everything.

[pursuedthestars]

"Jesus."

Yes, he said that and didn't send it. He hadn't actually expected her to send anything like that and it'd caught him completely off guard. His grip tightened on his cock and he breathed a little heavier.

Getting yourself off while thinking of me?

[whenshewasnice]

Seems to be the idea.

One last photo? One last photo. Biting on her lip, she pushed the toy in without turning it on, yet. Perfect photo op, right there.

[pursuedthestars]

Enjoy yourself.

He knew he was even if he was still typing pretty well all things considered. He was stroking his cock quicker now, encouraged to do so by those pictures because yeah. Yeah, those pictures were amazing.

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie thought as much. She also didn't want to focus on typing anymore, so she was calling him.

And was using the time he picked up as her allowed time to actually turn the vibration on because the girl liked her games sometimes. So if the first thing he'd end up hearing would be a moan... She had nothing to be sorry about.

[pursuedthestars]

Jim picked up the phone at the tail end of the moan and snickered quietly into the phone. Well, if his caller ID hadn't given away who was on the phone, that certainly had.

"Didn't want to type anymore?" At least now he could keep one hand on his cock and use the other to hold the phone so he could keep jerking off while she was talking to him.

[whenshewasnice]

"No." And as soon as she had the vibrator pulling another low moand from her, she knew she'd made the ridght decision. "Talking's more efficient, and if I say dirty things there won't be a record of them."

[pursuedthestars]

"What's wrong with there being a record of you saying dirty things?" he mumbled, breathing quietly. "I'd love that."

[whenshewasnice]

"I don't like looking at the words." Breathlessly philosophical there. "I'd rather say I wish you and your hard cock were here than write it. When I say it, that's it, it's done, and you can't prove I ever said it. But you know I did and that's good enough."

[pursuedthestars]

"Unless I'm recording this, of course."

He paused to stroke himself a few more times, hips raising into his hand with each stroke.

"I'm not so don't freak out. I wish I was there too. I do, I really do."

[whenshewasnice]

"I'm not freaking out," she sighed. Between the slow movements of the toy inside her and the sound of his voice, she wouldn't have even had the focus to freak out. "If you were here I'd be scratching your back bloody by now."

[pursuedthestars]

"Yeah, I bet you would," he sighed, closing his eyes. "Because I'd be driving my cock so hard into you, you'd have no other choice. Deeper than I've ever been before, hard enough to make you tear up."

[whenshewasnice]

"My legs clamping around your waist, getting pushed and pulled with you. Mmm." Yeah, definitely glad she'd switched to a call. "Just holding on and leaving deep red marks all over your back. Maybe over your ass, too."

[pursuedthestars]

"Goddamn."

That sounded good. He really wanted to be there right now. He really did.

Breathing a little heavier, Jim said, "I'd make you scream. Make you call my name out so loud that your neighbors would get concerned. And if you hadn't gone by that time, I'd pull my cock out of you, make you get on your hands and knees and I'd push in your ass. Again and again and again."

[whenshewasnice]

Natalie's own goddamn was more of a whimper. She turned the vibrations up to a higher setting. His words just demanded that. Second best option after him actually magically appearing in her bed.

"And I'd get my fingers involved. In me, or sliding over both of us. Maybe even reaching back to fondle your balls when you thrust in." Far enough gone to be free with her words. No record of this would exist, see? "And tell you to pull my hair."

[pursuedthestars]

"Oh goddammit," Jim hissed, hips arching into his hand. He didn't want to come just yet so he tried to keep control, tried to reign himself in even if his whole body was nearly aching.

"I'd pull your hair. Hard enough to have your head coming back so I would whisper dirty words in your ear about how I'm going to come inside you, leave you aching for more and leave you a mess. You'd have to take a shower afterward because there'd be sweat and come co-mingling and you'd love it."