The Mechanic

Change Oil

A/N: Hi loves, here's the last installment of this two shots. Sorry to keep you waiting since I went to mountains and there's no signal up there
 

So here it is, enjoy!

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"Oh God," Tee moaned as he sank deeper into the mattress, straining his hips up as his hand went down. He licked his lips and tasted sweat, and the salty taste on his tongue made him groan, his body twisting on the sheets. His free hand slipped over the inner of his thigh, muscles contracting and fingers twitching as he slid till his thumb was placed against the underside of his balls.

He intentionally slowed the hand working over his cock as the other began to trace lightly over the cleft of his ass, fingertips catching as he pressed against the ring of muscles there, taking a deep breath. He pressed harder, the dry pressure sending jolts directly to his cock, making him wonder if he could get lubrication without his father finding out from some well-meaning corner store clerk.

Then his phone went off.

"Fuck!" He moaned as he rolled and thudded out of bed with a clumsy thud. On the spur of the moment, he crawled across the carpet to retrieve his phone, answering it without even considering his ragged breaths or harsh voice. "What? "

"Tee?" In the seclusion of his room, the teenage clenched his eyes tightly and ran through every filthy phrase in his thoughts.

"Tae! Hey. Hi. What's, um..." Tee suddenly became very aware that he was naked and horny and scrambled as silently as he was possible back to his bed and under the covers. "What's up?"

"Your dad told Tul you needed an oil change soon," Tae stated calmly. Tee stifled a groan as his deep voice did strange things to his genitals that had nothing to do with the words he was actually saying. "I was hoping we'd be able to fit you in."

Tee took the phone away from his ear for a brief period to check the time. "You called at 8:00 p.m. to schedule an oil change?"

Tee could almost hear Tae shrug as he explained, "I was changing and your number fell out of my pocket." Actually, he could hear Tae scurrying around him, his garment bunching and murmuring. It was enough to get his imagination racing, and he couldn't disguise the way his breath caught in his throat.

"But if you're busy..." Tae's voice had become huskier and softer. Tee dug his claws through the sheet into his thigh, but it wasn't quite enough of a diversion. "What are you up to, Tee? " The older man's tongue curled over his name. "With the way you're breathing, I'd think  practice had just ended."

"I... I was just..." Tee gulped hard, speechless as Tae's stillness crushed against him.

"Exactly... what?" Tae almost purred in his ear, and yes, Tee was still a teenager. Tee didn't even fight the temptation to press his free palm against the thin sheet as his cock jumped beneath it. "Can you tell me what you were doing? What exactly are you up to? "

"I can't... You can't..." Tee stumbled over his words as his hand instinctively slid beneath the sheet. Tee took the fact that Tae's breath appeared deeper as he whispered into the phone as all the permission he needed to finally wrap his hand around his gushing cock as all the permission he needed. On his next breath, he murmured, "Oh god."

"Tee, would you like to know what I'm up to?" The way Tae uttered his name made him tremble from head to toe. The other man continued on without waiting for an answer. "I came home, pulled off my clothing, and hopped into the shower, setting the temperature up to the point where my skin went red. I wasn't just trying to clean up my act," he explained softly. "I was trying to clear my head. I was trying to forget the way you watched me all day, the way the sweat smelled on your skin when I shook your hand, the way the sun glinted off your eyes each time I peeked at you from under the hood."