kevin love and Lebron James

The phone call

WARNING: This will contain some smut. There is dirty talk. Sorry if it sucks I have never wrote smut.

Lebron had just finished practice, Kevin had stayed home due to a sore back. No one wanted to take a risk on their player, so they let him relax. Lebron and Kevin had been together for nearly two months. Every day had been blissful they still fought over dumb things, but every night they would be seen tangled up together lips bruised from their intense kissing. They had yet to take it all the way, but they did enjoy dirty innuendos and touches. Kevin had taken full advantage of the empty house, he had Trey Songz blasting from the speakers. The raunchy words coming from the speakers sparked something in Kevin; reminding him of his unexpected practice of abstinence. Kevin made his way to the bedroom, stripping his clothes off as he went. He lay on the bed wondering what could assist him in getting off. Lebrons voice slyly thought Kevin that was the perfect way to get off. He grabbed his phone off the table, dialing his lovers number. "Hey Kevin whats up?" asked Lebron as he made his way out of the practice facility. "Bron i need you" came out Kevin's voice in a whimper. Lebron's breath hitched in his throat unsure how to respond. Deciding to go along with Kevin's mood he responded with "what do you want from me babe?" "I want you to touch me" responded Kevin his voice already sounding fucked out. "Yeah, how you want me to touch you?" huskily responded Lebron. "If i was there right now you want to know how i would touch you?" questioned Lebron teasingly. "Yes" hastily responded Kevin, "yes what babe?" questioned Lebron with a tsk. "Yes please" moaned out Kevin impatient with Lebron's tactics. Lebron responded with a breathy chuckle, as he made his way to his car. "If i was there i would have my fingers tangled in your curls, pulling them as you groan into my mouth. Then i would put you up on the kitchen counter, ripping off your clothes as you watch me. You'd have a slight pout on you lips with you hips up ready for whatever. Then i would gently run my hands across your body feeling your ribs tense under my touch. I would kiss down your chest past your happy trail letting my breath fan across your package, pulling ur boxers off". Kevin's heavy breath was heard on the other end of the line, as he slightly touched himself. "Next i'll turn you around have you on your knees on the counter, your ass in the air on full display. You would like that right?" Lebron innocently questioned knowing the other man would say yes. "Next i might blow some warm air on you hole, rimming your pinkness. I'll stick one of my long thick fingers into you, you will probably gasp out, your hole clenching on my fingers. I'll add another one start to scissor you open. Your reflection will be on the oven, i'll see your mouth open your eyes clenched close almost clenched as tight as your ass. You'll keep bucking into my fingers, being greedy wanting to feel more inside of you". By this time Lebron had pulled up in the driveway, taking a deep breath he made his way to the house, anticipation running in his veins for the sight he was about to behold.