should i take tomorrow off and come spend the day in your office instead? under your desk, cockwarming you while you work?
don't open this around anyone else
[ phel sends a video shortly after. his phone is propped up against something, filming aphelios where he's crouching against the wall in the label's fairly luxuriously appointed bathroom, bare from the waist down and with his thighs spread, both to accommodate his belly and so dan feng can get a real good look at him.
as promised, his cunt is slick and wet with his arousal, flushed and a little swollen as he strokes his fingers gently over himself. he spreads the lips of his cunt to let dan feng get a good look, then rubs his middle fingertip slowly around his clit just to make his pussy clench on nothing. ]
[ no more mister nice typing, he's only using one thumb now, goodbye proper punctuation and capitalization. he sends a picture of his lap again, his trousers unbuttoned, both cocks out and resting against the edge of his desk, fingers clutched at their bases. precum beads, pearlescent at their tips. ]
[ the sight makes aphelios stifle a moan, heat flooding his body and pooling between his thighs. ]
i want you so bad ic an taste it i would suck those pretty cocks so good if i was there baby
[ another video. in any other locale he would draw it out, pleasure himself slow and thorough until he was panting and insensate, but he's in his workplace bathroom and he's so fucking turned on he can barely even breathe around it. the video starts and then phel leans back against the wall, slides his hand down between his thighs again, and slips two fingers into his cunt so he can fuck himself with quick, unforgiving thrusts.
it feels so good that he has to bring his other hand up to cover his mouth when his whimpers start to escape, but the expressions of raw pleasure on his face are obvious regardless. his brows draw together, his breath comes harsh against his hand, and his thighs tremble the harder he fingers himself, until finally his eyes roll back and he comes with a sharp gasp. he squirts a little over his hand and onto the bathroom floor, the sound of it wet and obscene as he fucks himself through it, until finally it's too much and he has to wrench his hand away, letting dan feng see his dripping cunt still clenching faintly with aftershocks of pleasure.
after a moment spent catching his breath, phel laughs breathlessly and leans forward to turn the video off with his clean hand (and then, presumably, to clean up the mess he's made). ]
[ oh, that video - dan feng watches, transfixed, as his beautiful husband fucks himself, trying so hard to muffle his cries so he isn't overheard. a naughty boy he is, fucking himself in his work bathroom.. thinks dan feng, with his cocks out against his desk and a conference call still rolling.
aphelios will get a video in return. he might have come already, but he still deserves to see just what he does to his husband. dan feng has leaned back in his chair, his cocks pulsing as he strokes them quickly and firmly, the voices on the call droning on uselessly. with his incredible self control, he makes no noise at all, but the receiver of the phone is close enough to pick up a little labored breathing.
he doesn't hold back, pumping faster, harder, his thoughts fixed firmly on aphelios, and when he comes it's plentiful, spilling from both cocks, rolling over his knuckles and onto his trousers, some clinging to the edge of the desk, dripping into the darkness beneath. he turns the camera so aphelios can see the lower half of his face, smiling serenely as he lifts his hand to show off the mess of his fingers, with which he quickly signs i love you. ]
god you're so hot if i hadn't just come that would have done it
[ next time phel is going to watch this video and find out whether he can just think himself to orgasm. with as horny as he gets, it seems possible... ]
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Or I'd have you on your knees, taking your pretty mouth while I'm on this conference call.
[ that picture sure is excellent enough to have him shifting in his seat. ]
The full moon is coming.
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i'm wet just thinking about it
[ and while he surreptitiously gets himself up from his desk so he can go lock himself in the bathroom... ]
it sure is, huh? is it tomorrow night or the night after?
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don't open this around anyone else
[ phel sends a video shortly after. his phone is propped up against something, filming aphelios where he's crouching against the wall in the label's fairly luxuriously appointed bathroom, bare from the waist down and with his thighs spread, both to accommodate his belly and so dan feng can get a real good look at him.
as promised, his cunt is slick and wet with his arousal, flushed and a little swollen as he strokes his fingers gently over himself. he spreads the lips of his cunt to let dan feng get a good look, then rubs his middle fingertip slowly around his clit just to make his pussy clench on nothing. ]
what do you think, baby?
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pheli you look so good
[ no more mister nice typing, he's only using one thumb now, goodbye proper punctuation and capitalization. he sends a picture of his lap again, his trousers unbuttoned, both cocks out and resting against the edge of his desk, fingers clutched at their bases. precum beads, pearlescent at their tips. ]
see what you do to me
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i want you so bad ic an taste it
i would suck those pretty cocks so good if i was there baby
[ another video. in any other locale he would draw it out, pleasure himself slow and thorough until he was panting and insensate, but he's in his workplace bathroom and he's so fucking turned on he can barely even breathe around it. the video starts and then phel leans back against the wall, slides his hand down between his thighs again, and slips two fingers into his cunt so he can fuck himself with quick, unforgiving thrusts.
it feels so good that he has to bring his other hand up to cover his mouth when his whimpers start to escape, but the expressions of raw pleasure on his face are obvious regardless. his brows draw together, his breath comes harsh against his hand, and his thighs tremble the harder he fingers himself, until finally his eyes roll back and he comes with a sharp gasp. he squirts a little over his hand and onto the bathroom floor, the sound of it wet and obscene as he fucks himself through it, until finally it's too much and he has to wrench his hand away, letting dan feng see his dripping cunt still clenching faintly with aftershocks of pleasure.
after a moment spent catching his breath, phel laughs breathlessly and leans forward to turn the video off with his clean hand (and then, presumably, to clean up the mess he's made). ]
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aphelios will get a video in return. he might have come already, but he still deserves to see just what he does to his husband. dan feng has leaned back in his chair, his cocks pulsing as he strokes them quickly and firmly, the voices on the call droning on uselessly. with his incredible self control, he makes no noise at all, but the receiver of the phone is close enough to pick up a little labored breathing.
he doesn't hold back, pumping faster, harder, his thoughts fixed firmly on aphelios, and when he comes it's plentiful, spilling from both cocks, rolling over his knuckles and onto his trousers, some clinging to the edge of the desk, dripping into the darkness beneath. he turns the camera so aphelios can see the lower half of his face, smiling serenely as he lifts his hand to show off the mess of his fingers, with which he quickly signs i love you. ]
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if i hadn't just come that would have done it
[ next time phel is going to watch this video and find out whether he can just think himself to orgasm. with as horny as he gets, it seems possible... ]
make love to me tonight? i want you inside me
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let me know about whether i should take tomorrow off too
:)
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Yes. Take tomorrow off.