HOLY CRAP IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG BUT HERE YOU GO HERES UR SMUT
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Troye had already removed his jeans.
He sat on the bed, staring at his phone as it rang with bated breath. He was so overwhelmed.
Finally the call connected, and a closeup of Connor's face appeared on the screen. "Oh, shit. Whoops," said the older boy, and quickly moved back. "Hey, Tro."
Troye's cheeks reddened. "H-hi." He was glad holding a phone only required one hand, because the other was definitely already palming himself through his briefs.
"Are you really already touching yourself? God, Tro, you slut!" Connor exclaimed, laughing playfully.
Troye let out a little moan as his thumb grazed his slit. Connor's words were only turning him on even more, and he was almost completely hard. Troye whimpered. All he wanted to do was to be there with Connor and be touched by him.
Connor tilted his camera down, giving Troye a clear view of the huge bulge that was showing through Connor's grey sweats.
Troye bit his lip, trying to suppress a loud moan. He was pretty sure his younger brother was home, and the last thing he wanted was for Tyde to walk in on Troye FaceTime-ing his internet best friend, lying naked on his bed. But Connor just looked so hot, Troye was finding it hard not to moan like a cheap whore.
Connor slowly took his dick out of his pants, watching as Troye accidentally let out a desperate, needy moan. Smirking, Connor began stroking himself, imagining it was the darker haired boy's slim fingers around his length instead of his own. He secretly loved how he had Troye seemingly wrapped around his finger.
"Con..." Troye's hand quickened around his own shaft, the sight of Connor's cock making him impossibly hard.
"Mm," Connor acknowledged, "Are you hard yet?"
Troye nodded quickly, eyes shut. He was close, so close. Just a little more–
"I-I'm, gonna c-come. S-So close," Troye rushed out breathlessly .
Connor licked his lips. "Wait...not yet. I think that sentence is missing something..." He was close himself, and a certain word spoken by the angelic boy on his phone screen would certainly bring him over the edge.
"Please, sir?" Troye begged.
Connor groaned, shooting cum onto his stomach. He would have preferred to cum on Troye, but he supposed he'd have to wait for that.
"You...you can cum now, baby." He breathed out. Troye eagerly took hold of his own cock, closing his eyes as his hand slid up and down hastily, desperate for release.
Finally, Troye came in his hands, euphoria washing over his whole body. Connor couldn't help but stare in awe of the beauty of the small boy as he rode out his blissful orgasm.
"That...was amazing." Troye breathed, smiling timidly.
"I wholeheartedly agree. That was one of the best orgasms I've had in a while." Connor admitted.
"So, bit of a kink, huh?" Troye teased. Connor stuck out his tongue at the smaller boy.
"Shut up! You liked it."
