Manthony ✨

Too Far Away

~TOO FAR AWAY~

⚠️TW: ⚠️Smut - If you do not like smut, don't read! Thank you and enjoy! :)

⚠️This contains sexting. If that's not your style of smut please feel free to not read!

ATTENTION: This is FANFICTION and none of this is CONFIRMED. No hate to ANY of the Chase Atlantic members or their girlfriends, please! Enjoy <3

~Christian~

We've headed back home now and this is our first day apart in a while. I already miss him and what we had over the time we were away. I take another sip of my beer and get up, heading to the pantry for some food. I'm starving and all we have left are some chips. We really needa go shopping. I grab the chips anyway and eat some, taking it back to the table where I'm working on the song Mitchel had started. I'm playing around with my guitar, trying to fit it to the lyrics he had down. I let the recording of what he wrote play in the background while I try to find the right notes on my guitar. I hum a bit to help find the pitch and eventually get something I like. I record it separate from his singing so that Clinton can merge them together properly. I finish the rest of the chips and dump the bag in the trash, finishing my beer. I pick up my phone, pulling up Mitchel's number:

Me: Where you at?

Almost immediately he fires a text back:

Mitty 🤑: Too far from you

I feel my heart skip a beat and I start texting back:

Me: I need you

Mitty 🤑: I want you

Me: Come home, please

Mitty 🤑: Send me a pic of you

Me: Clothes or nah

Mitty 🤑: Shirtless

Me: [image sent]

Mitty 🤑: 😋

Me: [image sent]

Mitty 🤑: Holy fuck, too hot

Me: You turned on yet?

Mitty 🤑: Almost 🥴

Me: [image sent]

Mitty 🤑: Fuck. Don't do this to me when I'm so far

Me: This?

[image sent]

Mitty 🤑: FUCK. I'm hard

Me: Show me

Mitty 🤑: [image sent]

Me: Fuck those tight jeans show everything~

Mitty 🤑: You like what you see?

I'm hard as fuck now and really wish he was here:

Me: God, yeah

Mitty 🤑: ;)

Me: Take your shirt off

Mitty 🤑: Done 

Me: Stop teasing and send the picture

Mitty 🤑: [image sent]

At this point, my hand is flying to the buttons on my jeans, getting them open:

Mitty 🤑: You still alive? ;)

Me: Tell me what you want right in this moment

My legs are spread wide and my hand is buried under my boxers, gripping my length, stroking slowly:

Mitty 🤑: I want you to fuck me until I can't stand, slam me against the door, I want it rough

Me: God

Mitty 🤑: I can tell you're touching yourself ;)

Me: Fuck, I am

Mitty 🤑: Me too. I'm so fucking hard. So fucking needy right now. Does it feel good?

Me: Fuck yeah, but you're better. Tell me. How fast are you going? What are you imagining?

Mitty 🤑: I know I am ;) I'm going fast. I'm going to finish too soon. I'm imagining your pretty cock up my ass

Me: FUCK. I'm close, Mitty

Mitty 🤑: Show me

Me: [video sent]

Mitty 🤑: God, I love the way you moan. Can't believe you've been holding it back from me all this time

Me: You send a video now

Mitty 🤑: [video sent]

His hand is no longer on his dick and his long fingers are pressed inside of his tight ass. I can hear the slickness as he moves his fingers back and forth, moaning as he does so. The way he's moaning, he's definitely rubbing his prostate. I watch his fingers move in a circular motion, adjusting speeds: 

Me: Oh my God. You're so wet. Bet you can't hit your prostate as well as I can ;)

Mitty 🤑: My body is dripping for you. You can do better, but imagining you rubbing it for me makes me needa cum

Me: Show me. Show me how wild I make you.

Mitty 🤑: [video sent]

He's got one hand on his dick now and the other has three fingers shoved inside of him. So fucking naughty. So fucking hot. He's bucking his hips into his hands and throws his head back, sweat glistening on his skin, making the chains on his neck slippery. I can hear them rattle as he fucks himself. He's moaning and after a few more strokes, he releases all over, moaning my name, his legs are shaking and he's sliding down in his chair. The fact that he used both hands drives me wild. He's so fucking dirty it makes me get even closer to my climax. When he moves to stop the video, his hands are dripping with his release. I catch a glimpse of his lust coated eyes and don't think I can hold my release any longer.

Me: Fuck, Mitty, holy FUCK. Your hands~ They're dripping~ Oh, God

I go faster on my dick and replay the video in my head, releasing in no time, recording a video and moaning his name as I ride out my high:

Me: [video sent]

Mitty 🤑: Jesus, don't make me hard again

Me: Save it for later ;)