WRONG PHONE NUMBER ! TK

call me

*picks up phonecall*

"uhh hello?"

"a-ah shit, fuckk-"
jeongguk moaned, as he heard a deep voice. a lewd squelch could be heard in the background. there was a still of silence, only with hushed panting.
then it began again.

"ah ah ughh, fuck nnnng please ah-" jeongguk mewled as he began bouncing on the dildo, his ass engulfing the whole cock, from tip to base, sucking it up so well, in all its 11-inch glory.

"uh are you okay?" the low, raspy voice sounded confused to say the least.

"hhhm." the boy whimpered, not expecting such a rich resonant voice. he felt the ridges of the plastic cock drag through his velvety walls, making his toes curl.

"uh, can you speak?" taehyung mentally considered putting the phone down but to be completely honest, he wanted to hear more.

"mmh, shit, f-fuck ah ahh m-master." the boy wailed, as he began to move faster, smacking his ass. the sensation making him teary eyed and making him drool, the spit pooling up in the corners of his mouth then flowing as his tongue went lax, hanging out from his pretty red lips, his eyes droopy. his blushing cheeks pink and his mind in a heated frenzy of arousal.

taehyung is still confused. but the sounds. the sounds this stranger was making, had his own cock growing in his pants, the material rubbing against it painfully plus the confinement, making him hiss.

"hhhhs, ahh, god, master. p-pleas touch  me m, ffuck." jeongguk whines out brokenly, tears falling as his teeth latched onto his bottom lip. his hips stuttering with each movement. he gasps when the material of the skirt brushes against his red, angry leaking tip.

"jesus christ, doll." taehyung breathes out, the constricted feeling of the material pressing down his cock was unbearable. the other boy sounded so delicate but filthy at the same time. he unzipped his pants and palmed himself through his boxers. the groan he let out was guttural. making the hairs on jeongguks neck stand on end from the other line.

"fuck, what are you wearing, angel?" taehyung rasped as his tongue swiped across his lips. his fingers grasping and pulling down his boxers, hissing at the cold air hitting his now raging erection.

"mmhf, ahh, g-gosh, black skirt and p-pink fishnets, ughh." jeongguk babbled as he pushed the transparent dildo in deeper, angling it at such a position that it hit his prostate, sending his mind in a frustrating but pleasure ridden vortex.

"fuck, thats hot. your so hot, baby." taehyung grunted, his thumb ghosting at his tip, glistening with pre cum. then stroking his cock, steadily, but then gradually fisting at it. making him bite his lips, as throaty groans wavered through the phone speaker.

"hmm, your v-voice is so fcuking deep, master, ahh." jeongguk moaned , reaching to grab his own cock, standing proudly at his stomach, the red tip leaking out of his black lace panties. he slid his panties down and began sliding his fingers up and down the length.

"fuckk, i just know you would take my cock so good, eating me up so well, ahh. hm? you like that don't you? bet your a pretty little cockwarmer." taehyung whispered lowly, his finger delving into the slit of his red tip, resulting in a low moan.

this stranger, speaking those vulgar words made his body shake with pleasure. moaning at every word. "mhmm, you wanna see, master?" jeongguk teased, knowing that by now, taehyung was physically aching to see jeongguk. "hh, why don't you facetime me then, ah hnng." the boy mewled, stroking his cock.