Pyros POV:
Leafy, What comes to mind when I mention that name?
Funny, Attractive...Gay??
It's been way over an hour, Skype calling leafy; The light of his phone brighting and glowing up his triangular jaw line followed by is quite perfect face. We had just been messing, Talking about up coming videos and shit like that. I had been almost silent during the period of him bluffing, His voice so soft. I would say the occasional "yeah" and "lmao";
That's when I look down and my penis. I have a fucking semi.
"Err, Niall.. Why are you looking at your fucking dick?" Calvin says confused.
I blush florescent red. Its 3:00am I'm probably just having morning wood.
And i stupidly forgot to answer.
"Niall?" Calvin stuttors.
"Oh sorry, What?" I mumbled
"Why were you, Looking at your dick?" He askes again. Wasn't it already clear I was fucking uncomfortable answering that question. I wasnt thinking straight and instead if answering his question I changed the conversation;
"Hey," I blushed "Whats you sexuality, Like are you straight or" I uncomfortable laughed.
"This is out of nowhere but I'm bisexual, You?" He laughed. I stared at my screen (brighter then my future), At him. He of all people was bisexual.
"Oh, Er..I'm gay" I replied more bluntly then I wanted, it's hard thinking about someone in so much detail and context and then to watch their beauty on a screen. How I urged for his presents in my freshly made bed at the current dull moment.
"Are you free right now or?" Calvin smirks,
"You mean in a relationship?"
"Yup"
"No, I haven't been for so lo-"
He interrupts me with a grin, His grin almost blinding me from seeing his blushed cheeks and him putting his hands on his lap, Over his penis.
And like that we were talking for hours, 3am went by, 4am, 5am, 6am..
My penis had still been erect for so many hours and I could feel the wetness in my pants.
"Niall you got me hard" Calvin said out of context and moved his hands off his crotch. His dick pointed directly upright and had a wet mark by the erection on his blue jeans.
I stared for about 10 seconds. Fuck.
I move my cameron down, Showing my whole body shot so I didnt have to explain my boner.
He laughed. Then licked his fucking lips.
"Would people care if we got together? Niall?" He asked nervously.
Thats the thing, Would people care? YouTube is my job, Its my life I can't risk something like this.
"Dose it matter?" He added.
"Of course it dose calvin, Its my job on the line" I say ashamed.
"And so's mine, I love you. More then you'd ever know." He spirted out,
"Fuck my jeans are wet and its irotating can I take them off".
I watch him tenderly take off his trousers, Any fangirl would pay million for this footage or if you're a knome.
He fucking orgasms, He moves his vainy hands over his mouth.
"Im so sorry oh god" He says embarrassed.
"Its okay, Shit I was holding mine in"
We both laugh. Then I stare into his chocolatey brown swirls for eyes through a screen, The urge for him to be here right now grew and grew.
"This may sound weird and shit but may I masturbate to stop the urge which is my boner? If I don't it's probably going to snap in half" Calvin blures.
Did.I.hear.him.wroung?
"Go-go ahead" I stuttered then moaned really loud.
He shoved his vainy, Tender hand down his 'Designer' Boxers and begins to wank. Violently. Wow that's fucking hot.
He began to moan and groan.
Cum dribbled out of his boxers and onto the messy duvet and bedsheets.
"I wish this hand was your right now niall" He moans.
"And it will be, Im booking a flight to America tomorrow" I blurt out from the top of my dumb head.
"Really?" His smile lightens my whole room, Day, Year, My entire existence. His smile could have been what caused the fire of fucking london.
He stops wanking and he takes his hand out of his soaking wet boxers.
"I think I need new boxers"
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-Might continue-
