Long Distance, Bradley Cooper/Milo Ventimiglia, NC-17
Title: Long Distance
Author: 2_Libras
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Bradley Cooper/Milo Ventimiglia
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This never happened and all came out of our head.
A/N: Written for the exhibitionism square of our kink_bingo card.
Summary: While Bradley is shooting in England, Milo misses him. The webcam is almost as good as being together, but not quite.
Brad looked at his watch, did the math and calculated back to LA time. Time Zones never failed to fuck with his mind, and filming in London when his lover lived in the states only made it worse. He smiled to himself when he realized Milo would be home by then, and picked up his phone, silently hoping the other man would be alone. Milo had never been a terribly social creature, but it would be his luck that the one time he needed a good wank with his boy, Milo had a houseparty going or something equally inconvenient. He hit the speed dial for Milo's number, smiling to himself slightly just at the thought of hearing Milo's voice.
Milo was laying down after a long day, sipping on a bottle of water, freshly showered and he groaned when he heard the phone. "One hour!" he pleaded to the air, but he picked it up and he smiled when he saw who it was. "Okay, you I forgive," he murmured before hitting the button to answer. "Hello there..." as seductively as he could manage.
"You better have checked your caller ID before answering or I'm going to think you've got more then one lover." Bradley smiled as he spoke. "How are you my boy? How was your day?" He moved into the other room of the apartment they had put him up in, pulling his laptop out of his bag.
"What if I didn't?" Milo teased. He stretched. "Long, not too bad though," he said. "I guess it's morning for you now?" he asked, not quite sure, time zones weren't his best subject either. "I really miss you," he sighed. He knew it would happen but it didn't make it any easier.
"Its very early, and I woke up thinking of you. I want to see you, is your laptop nearby?" He knew it would be, it always was. Milo was almost as clingy to it as he was too his phone.
"You know it is," Milo grinned. "And I do love your thinking." He stretched. "Give me a few, need to get the camera set up..."
"Yeah... do something sexy for me." He said softly. "I don't care what... surprise me with it. I'm hard and missing you so much..." He bit his lip slightly.
"I miss you too, baby," Milo said. "Woke up this morning and reached out for you but you weren't there... feels so empty without you in that moment." He got up, turning his phone to hands free. "I'll do something for you..." he was thinking, trying to decide. Then he saw a scrap of red.lace sticking out of his underwear drawer, he must've mussed it up this morning. He grinned wickedly. "I'm undressing now," he said, conversationally.
"Really now? What your doing must be good. I'm just in my boxers...we'll see if your surprise merits me taking them off." He started setting up his laptop, angling the camera as he spoke to be aiming at him so that Milo would be able to see from about his knees up.
"I'm pretty sure it will," Milo said. "I've got my shirt off, and am working on my jeans." He got them off pretty fast. "I'm not telling you what I'm doing now," he said as he pulled the lace panties up and settled them around his hips. He took a look at the effect in the mirror. "I think you'll like it," he said, turning on his laptop.
"Oh I don't doubt your abilities. I know what a kinky fucker I sleep next too." Brad teased. "I'm signed on to the video chat, waiting for you." He smiled as he spoke.
Just in case Bradley would let him, Milo also grabbed a vibrator and lube, though he put them aside for the moment. He switched on the video chat link. "Hello, Sir," Milo breathed. "God... thank you. I needed to see you more than I knew."
Brad touched the screen where Milo had appeared, smiling. "God me too." He said softly. "Show me your surprise baby."
Milo angled the camera slightly and showed him, his face flushing almost as red as the panties. "I remember the day you had me wear these..."
"Fuck... so do I. I had you wear them to work then come home and do housework in them. I remember you came in them what... three times before I let you take them off?" Brad said softly. "Was so tempted to use them as a gag and fuck you again but I was afraid you'd ruin them with your teeth."
"Three times," Milo nodded. "The fourth was all over your face just as you took them down," he grinned. "You liked that, I remember..." he nodded. "I probably would've but I bet I can think of a good substitute sometime... when you're here."
"I love your come on me. I just didn't think pulling them off with my teeth would be enough to send you over the edge. I'm going to buy us a few pairs from over here to use too, consider it my version of a knick knack. I think I'll get you black the next time, and see through, show off that hard cock for me and the mess it makes." Brad palmed himself through his boxers before standing and slipping them off, directly aiming the view at Milo. "Do you miss my cock?"
"I think it was actually the filth you were muttering as well that really sent me over," Milo flushed. "I like the sound of that, and you choose them for me, I'll wear anything you ask me to," he said. "You know that." Milo nodded, staring. "God, yes. I'd give anything to be able to take it in my mouth right now."
"Yes you will wear what I buy you. Should bring you home a fucking naughty nurse outfit or a maid and fuck your dirty ass in every room of the house, starting with the bathroom so you can see what a horny little bitch you are." Brad settled down, giving his cock a teasing stroke. "Or maybe just switch you over to only lace undies."
"Whatever you want," Milo answered. "You know I'd be your little whore nurse or maid if you wanted me to, and I would wear just lace too, anything you wanted me to do... you know I'm yours." He ran a hand over his cock through the panties.
"When was the last time you jerked off?" Brad asked, continuing to tease himself. "What did you think about while you did it?"
"Last night, I lost the mood when I was going to this morning," Milo said. "I thought about you and your mouth, we were in the shower and you fucked me against the wall."
"Mine was yesterday. I thought about tying you up like a present and getting one of those lovely fucking machines to fuck you till you begged for mercy. I didn't let it stop till I'd come on you, you came five or six times from the constant fucking but it hurt by the end." He gripped his cock and gave it a firm stroke. "I've always wanted to get one of those and see how far I could push someone. How much coming is too much..."
"Fuck," Milo groaned. "I don't know but I was reading online about a guy who made his boy come every hour on the hour and then fucked him. I think it was twelve times but I'm not sure, it was all day. I'd love to do that with you."
"I wouldn't give you anything near that semblance of structure. I know how much that means to you. If I was going to do it you'd never know when I was going to fuck you, it would just suddenly be the machine pulling out and then me shoving in and using you till I came and putting the machine back. Maybe even get one of those nice suction machines to suck the come out of your cock. I think between that and the toy constantly fucking you, I could probably get you into the double digits of orgasms. Could you imagine My Boy. Could you imagine me watching you come 10 or 11 times before I showed mercy and turned one of the two off?" Brad stroked himself now, enjoying the idea too much not too. "Make you wear a nice slutty outfit the whole time too."
"It could be worth trying but I know what you mean," Milo said. "Fuck, that would be amazing, though, Sir, and I see how much you like the idea too..." his eyes were fixed on Bradley's hand. "I can imagine it, but I'd MUCH rather experience it. And I would do anything you wanted me to. Anything, Sir."
"Do you have your vibrator handy?" Brad asked, knowing it would be. Milo knew he'd be putting on a show after all.
"Of course," Milo nodded. "Right here," he picked it up. It wasn't quite as big as Bradley but it did the job, especially with the vibrations helping. "Lube too..."
"I love that toy. It always makes you come so hard... of course I always aim right for your prostate because it makes you yell. That probably helps." Brad smiled. "Just imagine that attached to something that wouldn't stop thrusting when you begged it too."
"I know it helps and fuck, that would be hot," Milo groaned. "I know anything with you is hot, but damn..."
"That's because you like coming for me. You know how happy it makes me when you come hard all over yourself." Brad smiled at the camera. "Because I'm a sadist like that."
"I know how much you love it, and I love coming for you almost as much as I love coming at all," Milo told him. "I also love your sadistic side..."
"You just look so sexy when your out of control. I really want to bite on your nipples right now. I love how they feel between my teeth." He bit his lip to try to take the urge away, failing miserably.
"God, I know," Milo sighed. "I'd love your teeth on me right now. I love your teeth on me all the time, and your tongue and your lips and all of you...."
"Cuff you to the bed and chew on them for a while, your vibe in and rubbing against your prostate the whole time. I've made you come that way before haven't I?" Brad grinned.
"Yes, and you made me beg so hard to come," Milo said. "Sadistic side coming out, of course," he grinned. "Just how I love you."
"Oh if I were sadistic I'd have had you gagged and made you beg and pretended I couldn't understand just to make you suffer and strain." He jerked himself roughly then.
"You didn't do that with my nipples but you did it that time you fucked me and I came almost before you got inside, and I still say that was your sadistic way of punishing me for coming too soon, you know," Milo teased.
"What can I say, when I have to punish you I do it hard." He smirked. "God, been thinking about your hard cock so much I can almost taste you."
"You do, and wonderfully. I also love when you're gentle and hot," Milo said. "Wish you could just slide your gorgeous lips over me right now, Sir..."
"So do I my boy. Wish I could suck you to the edge over and over, only letting you come once I am inside you." He moaned softly.
"God I'd love that," Milo whimpered, softly. "Especially if you used the crop on me first..."
"Slutty little painwhore." He growled softly. "I love that about you."
"You know I love it when you make me hurt in just the right way," Milo said, palming over his cock again and groaning.
"I know you do. God, look at your cock straining through the fabric." He groaned softly. "I want to trace it with my tongue."
"That's all for you, all from knowing you're watching me," Milo groaned. "Oh god, I wish you could, I want you here so badly..."
"That's because your mine. My dirty little whoreboy. Touch yourself more through the fabric. I want you to drive yourself crazy." He moaned softly.
"So completely yours," Milo stroked his cock, groaning. "You would be the one driving me crazy if you were here, though..."
"Oh I know I would. I would make you beg and whimper and scream so loud when you came. " Brad growled.
"You may get me screaming this time," Milo said. "Not as loud as if you were here, but still..." he whimpered some as he pulled the panties tighter, feeling the fabric move over his hole.
"I want you to put the toy inside you, as little lube as possible, and then sit so its held in, and rock on it." He murmured.
"Yes, Sir, do you want me to take off the panties or just slide them aside?" Milo asked, wanting to be sure he was doing exactly what Bradley wanted him to do.
"Keep them on my boy. I like what a dirty slut you look like in them." He growled softly.
"I know you do," Milo said. He turned, showing his ass to the camera, sliding the panties aside to show his hole. He slid a couple of lubed fingers inside, moaning.
"Oh fuck baby, that's incredibly hot. Don't stop. Once the toys in, put it nice and low so its just a tease." Brad moaned.
"I'm so glad you like what you see," Milo groaned. He lubed the toy and then slid it in, turning it on low. Then he turned to face Bradley, sitting on the toy. "This is how you wanted me, yes?" he asked, smiling.
"Yes my good boy, now rock a little. I want to see your face as it grazes your prostate." He leaned back some, giving a better view of his hand stroking over his cock.
"You're just how I want you too, as we're apart," Milo said softly. He began to rock his hips. "Oh... oh fuck, yes..."
"I love how you look, like it almost hurts because its so intense." He smiled gently.
"It is so intense, Sir," Milo said. "Doesn't hurt... but so intense, yes, that..." he groaned. "So good, too..."
"I know it is my beautiful boy. So much its hard to know if you should stop or keep going." He smiled. "But you don't get that choice, don't worry."
"I know, and you will tell me exactly what you want, and I will love it," Milo sighed. "May I touch my nipples, Sir?"
"Yes you can my boy. Pinch them hard for me." He murmured.
Milo whimpered, pinching them and groaning. "Yes, god, feels so good... doing this for you..."
"Your a good boy. So good. You'll do anything I ask and that's part of why I love you. I just wish I could give you my real cock right now...god you look amazing." He groaned softly.
"You look wonderful too and I'm glad you find me a good boy," Milo smiled. "I wish you could too, but you will, and it'll be soon and it'll be so good, baby."
"Oh the first time I see you, I intend on shoving my cock so far inside you that you'll feel me for a week. That's a promise." Brad bit his lip as he watched. "Turn the vibe up."
"Was wondering what your plan would be, and I approve," Milo sighed softly and turned up the vibrator, rocking on it a little more.
"Oh I'm gonna make you feels so sore you'll question if I even used lube. You'll love every second and you'll be begging for it again before the soreness even abates. Because you love my cock that much don't you?" Brad showed the other man his cock, scooting his hips forward so the other would get a better view.
"Who needs lube?" Milo gasped out. "I want your cock so very badly, baby..." He sighed. "Would love to be on my knees, hands tied behind me, mouth open and begging to taste you..."
"That's a fucking pretty picture. You'd only get to taste my cock for a moment before I shoved myself inside you. If you were good I might let you eat my come though. I bet you'd love that." Brad moaned softly.
"I'm your come whore, of course I'd love that," Milo said. "You know how much I love your come in me and on me and everywhere..."
"I know you do, your such a pretty little whore covered in it too. Such a dirty come whore. I think I've marked every inch of your skin with it." He tugged his own balls slightly. "Pinch your nipples harder, tug them, I want you moaning."
"Maybe not my feet, but that's about it," Milo agreed, twisting his nipples between his fingers and moaning deeply. "Can always try that later..."
"I need to get some nipple clamps and weights for you. I haven't spent enough time tormenting them I don't think." Brad smiled. "And now I've got to come on your feet. They don't do much for me, but that will just make it more of a challenge for you to make it happen, because they'll be all your allowed to use. Probably hands tied and mouth gagged, maybe a nice thick toy in your ass so as you use them the toy's thrusted in and out of you, but your not allowed to come from it until I have." He seemed pleased with the plan as it evolved.
"No, you haven't," Milo agreed. "I think I could make that really good, like a foot massage sort of thing, and fuck that would be good..." He was willing to do nearly anything with Brad, and the other man knew it.
"You'll research that. You'll watch only porn involving feet until I see you. I want you to have a technique picked out. But your not allowed to come watching the videos. If you want to jerk off for any other reason you have to call me and ask permission. I want you to have plenty stored for when we see each other. If I think your doing it without permission, the next time we're apart you'll have a chastity device on so you won't be able to come the entire time. Understood?" Brad watched the other man move. "Fuck that toy harder, but turn it up. Put your hand on your cock and use it as friction so the lace rubs against your shaft."
Milo gulped. He did not want to have to use a chastity device. He could handle that. "Yes, Sir. If we're like this, before you get back, and you let me, that will be all right, won't it?" he asked. He was already trying to decide which of the stores they shopped at would have a better selection of feet porn and deciding to try more than one. "Completely understood." He started to fuck the toy harder. "Fuck..." he moaned as he did as ordered. "Sir..."
"Good boy.. such a pretty whore. You'll be allowed to come with me yes. I might even let you jerk off and just listen so I can hear how hard you come. I'm not going to come for the last few days before I come home so I will be extra rough and horny to your ass. You'll love it." He groaned, his eyes trained on the other mans cock inside his panties.
"I'd rather wait for you but of course if you want me to come, I will," Milo whimpered at the feel of the toy against his prostate. "But god, I can't wait for you to fuck me so hard... make me so sore in the best way."
"Your going to be horribly sore. You'll love every moment of it and beg for more, won't you?" He groaned. "Turn it up to maximum vibration and god I'm so close just thinking about what a whore I'm going to make you."
"I don't care, as long as it's from you," Milo gasped. He turned it up. "I want to see you come first, please Sir, let your whore have that? Please?"
"Good boy, putting me first." He growled, pinching a nipple. "Beg for my come boy."
"Please let your whore see your come as he can't have it on him," Milo begged, pinching his nipples hard. "Please give that to your whore."
Brad nodded, leaning back in his chair so the other man got a better view, and jerked hard, moaning the other mans name softly as he exploded over his chest. "Fuck yes my boy, this is for you."
"If only I could be there to clean you with my tongue," Milo whimpered. "Thank you for giving that to me, Sir, so very much." He didn't ask to come yet, he knew Bradley needed to recover so he could watch properly.
Brad panted, his eyes trained on the other man closely. "Come for me Milo... show me how good you feel." He murmured, tracing a finger through the mess on his stomach and bringing it to his lips to suck it clean.
Rocking back onto the toy, jerking his cock hard with one hand and working his nipples with the other, Milo came, hard, watching as the stream came out of his cock and went all over the bed.
Brad moaned softly at the sight. "Fuck I'm pretending its you I'm tasting... not the same but fuck I needed something." He fed himself a little bit more. "That was a big load baby... you must've been horny."
"I am for you, always," Milo murmured. He didn't turn the toy off, Bradley hadn't told him to yet. "I wish you were tasting me right now... and that I was cleaning you up."
"I know my boy... go on, turn it off and give yourself a taste. Its not the same... but its as close as we have for now." Brad licked his lips as he spoke.
Milo turned the toy off, and licked the hand he'd come all over. "Not you... but not bad," he smiled softly. "Your schedule hasn't changed, has it?" he asked.
"No, nothing yet. I heard rumblings of reshoots for a few of us, hopefully not me. But my hours are the same." He grabbed a box of tissues and started cleaning off his chest as he spoke. "Why?"
"Just checking so I can plan for when you'll be back here," Milo said. "Schedule my own time off and all that, because I wouldn't want to be unavailable to you."
"Yeah, I shouldn't be too much longer. This directors a dick, but he's fast so that works." Brad laughed softly. "I miss you, a lot." He frowned slightly.
"I miss you, and I love you," Milo said. "I don't care if this makes me sound like a girl, but there's times I'd rather you were here to hold me more than I want you to fuck me hard."
"Oh if its girly then I'm there too... don't worry." Brad smiled. "Its always there, the urge to be touching you. Sometimes I just have to make you earn it. Did you enjoy the webcam?"
"I did, it really is almost as good as being in the room. Not quite, because we can't touch, but better than just hearing," Milo said. "I like earning it, too..."
"I know my boy...I know. I should start getting ready, I've got some errands before the set. And you, sir, need to rest. I don't like seeing you tired." He gave an affectionate smile at the other man.
"I'm going to be so lazy tonight. I'll get something delivered for dinner," Milo said. "And I'm going to take a nap now for a while. I'll see you soon and I know it's not too long until you're back."
"Goodnight my boy. I love you. Sleep well and dream of me." Brad touched the screen again gently.
"Goodnight, Sir. I will dream of you, and maybe be sad when you're not here when I wake, but I know you will be soon and that means so much," Milo touched the screen too, right where he could see Brad's fingers. "Thank you for today."
"Your welcome. I love you Mi." He smiled where their fingers touched a bit sadly. "Goodnight."
Author: 2_Libras
Fandom: RPS
Pairing: Bradley Cooper/Milo Ventimiglia
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This never happened and all came out of our head.
A/N: Written for the exhibitionism square of our kink_bingo card.
Summary: While Bradley is shooting in England, Milo misses him. The webcam is almost as good as being together, but not quite.
Brad looked at his watch, did the math and calculated back to LA time. Time Zones never failed to fuck with his mind, and filming in London when his lover lived in the states only made it worse. He smiled to himself when he realized Milo would be home by then, and picked up his phone, silently hoping the other man would be alone. Milo had never been a terribly social creature, but it would be his luck that the one time he needed a good wank with his boy, Milo had a houseparty going or something equally inconvenient. He hit the speed dial for Milo's number, smiling to himself slightly just at the thought of hearing Milo's voice.
Milo was laying down after a long day, sipping on a bottle of water, freshly showered and he groaned when he heard the phone. "One hour!" he pleaded to the air, but he picked it up and he smiled when he saw who it was. "Okay, you I forgive," he murmured before hitting the button to answer. "Hello there..." as seductively as he could manage.
"You better have checked your caller ID before answering or I'm going to think you've got more then one lover." Bradley smiled as he spoke. "How are you my boy? How was your day?" He moved into the other room of the apartment they had put him up in, pulling his laptop out of his bag.
"What if I didn't?" Milo teased. He stretched. "Long, not too bad though," he said. "I guess it's morning for you now?" he asked, not quite sure, time zones weren't his best subject either. "I really miss you," he sighed. He knew it would happen but it didn't make it any easier.
"Its very early, and I woke up thinking of you. I want to see you, is your laptop nearby?" He knew it would be, it always was. Milo was almost as clingy to it as he was too his phone.
"You know it is," Milo grinned. "And I do love your thinking." He stretched. "Give me a few, need to get the camera set up..."
"Yeah... do something sexy for me." He said softly. "I don't care what... surprise me with it. I'm hard and missing you so much..." He bit his lip slightly.
"I miss you too, baby," Milo said. "Woke up this morning and reached out for you but you weren't there... feels so empty without you in that moment." He got up, turning his phone to hands free. "I'll do something for you..." he was thinking, trying to decide. Then he saw a scrap of red.lace sticking out of his underwear drawer, he must've mussed it up this morning. He grinned wickedly. "I'm undressing now," he said, conversationally.
"Really now? What your doing must be good. I'm just in my boxers...we'll see if your surprise merits me taking them off." He started setting up his laptop, angling the camera as he spoke to be aiming at him so that Milo would be able to see from about his knees up.
"I'm pretty sure it will," Milo said. "I've got my shirt off, and am working on my jeans." He got them off pretty fast. "I'm not telling you what I'm doing now," he said as he pulled the lace panties up and settled them around his hips. He took a look at the effect in the mirror. "I think you'll like it," he said, turning on his laptop.
"Oh I don't doubt your abilities. I know what a kinky fucker I sleep next too." Brad teased. "I'm signed on to the video chat, waiting for you." He smiled as he spoke.
Just in case Bradley would let him, Milo also grabbed a vibrator and lube, though he put them aside for the moment. He switched on the video chat link. "Hello, Sir," Milo breathed. "God... thank you. I needed to see you more than I knew."
Brad touched the screen where Milo had appeared, smiling. "God me too." He said softly. "Show me your surprise baby."
Milo angled the camera slightly and showed him, his face flushing almost as red as the panties. "I remember the day you had me wear these..."
"Fuck... so do I. I had you wear them to work then come home and do housework in them. I remember you came in them what... three times before I let you take them off?" Brad said softly. "Was so tempted to use them as a gag and fuck you again but I was afraid you'd ruin them with your teeth."
"Three times," Milo nodded. "The fourth was all over your face just as you took them down," he grinned. "You liked that, I remember..." he nodded. "I probably would've but I bet I can think of a good substitute sometime... when you're here."
"I love your come on me. I just didn't think pulling them off with my teeth would be enough to send you over the edge. I'm going to buy us a few pairs from over here to use too, consider it my version of a knick knack. I think I'll get you black the next time, and see through, show off that hard cock for me and the mess it makes." Brad palmed himself through his boxers before standing and slipping them off, directly aiming the view at Milo. "Do you miss my cock?"
"I think it was actually the filth you were muttering as well that really sent me over," Milo flushed. "I like the sound of that, and you choose them for me, I'll wear anything you ask me to," he said. "You know that." Milo nodded, staring. "God, yes. I'd give anything to be able to take it in my mouth right now."
"Yes you will wear what I buy you. Should bring you home a fucking naughty nurse outfit or a maid and fuck your dirty ass in every room of the house, starting with the bathroom so you can see what a horny little bitch you are." Brad settled down, giving his cock a teasing stroke. "Or maybe just switch you over to only lace undies."
"Whatever you want," Milo answered. "You know I'd be your little whore nurse or maid if you wanted me to, and I would wear just lace too, anything you wanted me to do... you know I'm yours." He ran a hand over his cock through the panties.
"When was the last time you jerked off?" Brad asked, continuing to tease himself. "What did you think about while you did it?"
"Last night, I lost the mood when I was going to this morning," Milo said. "I thought about you and your mouth, we were in the shower and you fucked me against the wall."
"Mine was yesterday. I thought about tying you up like a present and getting one of those lovely fucking machines to fuck you till you begged for mercy. I didn't let it stop till I'd come on you, you came five or six times from the constant fucking but it hurt by the end." He gripped his cock and gave it a firm stroke. "I've always wanted to get one of those and see how far I could push someone. How much coming is too much..."
"Fuck," Milo groaned. "I don't know but I was reading online about a guy who made his boy come every hour on the hour and then fucked him. I think it was twelve times but I'm not sure, it was all day. I'd love to do that with you."
"I wouldn't give you anything near that semblance of structure. I know how much that means to you. If I was going to do it you'd never know when I was going to fuck you, it would just suddenly be the machine pulling out and then me shoving in and using you till I came and putting the machine back. Maybe even get one of those nice suction machines to suck the come out of your cock. I think between that and the toy constantly fucking you, I could probably get you into the double digits of orgasms. Could you imagine My Boy. Could you imagine me watching you come 10 or 11 times before I showed mercy and turned one of the two off?" Brad stroked himself now, enjoying the idea too much not too. "Make you wear a nice slutty outfit the whole time too."
"It could be worth trying but I know what you mean," Milo said. "Fuck, that would be amazing, though, Sir, and I see how much you like the idea too..." his eyes were fixed on Bradley's hand. "I can imagine it, but I'd MUCH rather experience it. And I would do anything you wanted me to. Anything, Sir."
"Do you have your vibrator handy?" Brad asked, knowing it would be. Milo knew he'd be putting on a show after all.
"Of course," Milo nodded. "Right here," he picked it up. It wasn't quite as big as Bradley but it did the job, especially with the vibrations helping. "Lube too..."
"I love that toy. It always makes you come so hard... of course I always aim right for your prostate because it makes you yell. That probably helps." Brad smiled. "Just imagine that attached to something that wouldn't stop thrusting when you begged it too."
"I know it helps and fuck, that would be hot," Milo groaned. "I know anything with you is hot, but damn..."
"That's because you like coming for me. You know how happy it makes me when you come hard all over yourself." Brad smiled at the camera. "Because I'm a sadist like that."
"I know how much you love it, and I love coming for you almost as much as I love coming at all," Milo told him. "I also love your sadistic side..."
"You just look so sexy when your out of control. I really want to bite on your nipples right now. I love how they feel between my teeth." He bit his lip to try to take the urge away, failing miserably.
"God, I know," Milo sighed. "I'd love your teeth on me right now. I love your teeth on me all the time, and your tongue and your lips and all of you...."
"Cuff you to the bed and chew on them for a while, your vibe in and rubbing against your prostate the whole time. I've made you come that way before haven't I?" Brad grinned.
"Yes, and you made me beg so hard to come," Milo said. "Sadistic side coming out, of course," he grinned. "Just how I love you."
"Oh if I were sadistic I'd have had you gagged and made you beg and pretended I couldn't understand just to make you suffer and strain." He jerked himself roughly then.
"You didn't do that with my nipples but you did it that time you fucked me and I came almost before you got inside, and I still say that was your sadistic way of punishing me for coming too soon, you know," Milo teased.
"What can I say, when I have to punish you I do it hard." He smirked. "God, been thinking about your hard cock so much I can almost taste you."
"You do, and wonderfully. I also love when you're gentle and hot," Milo said. "Wish you could just slide your gorgeous lips over me right now, Sir..."
"So do I my boy. Wish I could suck you to the edge over and over, only letting you come once I am inside you." He moaned softly.
"God I'd love that," Milo whimpered, softly. "Especially if you used the crop on me first..."
"Slutty little painwhore." He growled softly. "I love that about you."
"You know I love it when you make me hurt in just the right way," Milo said, palming over his cock again and groaning.
"I know you do. God, look at your cock straining through the fabric." He groaned softly. "I want to trace it with my tongue."
"That's all for you, all from knowing you're watching me," Milo groaned. "Oh god, I wish you could, I want you here so badly..."
"That's because your mine. My dirty little whoreboy. Touch yourself more through the fabric. I want you to drive yourself crazy." He moaned softly.
"So completely yours," Milo stroked his cock, groaning. "You would be the one driving me crazy if you were here, though..."
"Oh I know I would. I would make you beg and whimper and scream so loud when you came. " Brad growled.
"You may get me screaming this time," Milo said. "Not as loud as if you were here, but still..." he whimpered some as he pulled the panties tighter, feeling the fabric move over his hole.
"I want you to put the toy inside you, as little lube as possible, and then sit so its held in, and rock on it." He murmured.
"Yes, Sir, do you want me to take off the panties or just slide them aside?" Milo asked, wanting to be sure he was doing exactly what Bradley wanted him to do.
"Keep them on my boy. I like what a dirty slut you look like in them." He growled softly.
"I know you do," Milo said. He turned, showing his ass to the camera, sliding the panties aside to show his hole. He slid a couple of lubed fingers inside, moaning.
"Oh fuck baby, that's incredibly hot. Don't stop. Once the toys in, put it nice and low so its just a tease." Brad moaned.
"I'm so glad you like what you see," Milo groaned. He lubed the toy and then slid it in, turning it on low. Then he turned to face Bradley, sitting on the toy. "This is how you wanted me, yes?" he asked, smiling.
"Yes my good boy, now rock a little. I want to see your face as it grazes your prostate." He leaned back some, giving a better view of his hand stroking over his cock.
"You're just how I want you too, as we're apart," Milo said softly. He began to rock his hips. "Oh... oh fuck, yes..."
"I love how you look, like it almost hurts because its so intense." He smiled gently.
"It is so intense, Sir," Milo said. "Doesn't hurt... but so intense, yes, that..." he groaned. "So good, too..."
"I know it is my beautiful boy. So much its hard to know if you should stop or keep going." He smiled. "But you don't get that choice, don't worry."
"I know, and you will tell me exactly what you want, and I will love it," Milo sighed. "May I touch my nipples, Sir?"
"Yes you can my boy. Pinch them hard for me." He murmured.
Milo whimpered, pinching them and groaning. "Yes, god, feels so good... doing this for you..."
"Your a good boy. So good. You'll do anything I ask and that's part of why I love you. I just wish I could give you my real cock right now...god you look amazing." He groaned softly.
"You look wonderful too and I'm glad you find me a good boy," Milo smiled. "I wish you could too, but you will, and it'll be soon and it'll be so good, baby."
"Oh the first time I see you, I intend on shoving my cock so far inside you that you'll feel me for a week. That's a promise." Brad bit his lip as he watched. "Turn the vibe up."
"Was wondering what your plan would be, and I approve," Milo sighed softly and turned up the vibrator, rocking on it a little more.
"Oh I'm gonna make you feels so sore you'll question if I even used lube. You'll love every second and you'll be begging for it again before the soreness even abates. Because you love my cock that much don't you?" Brad showed the other man his cock, scooting his hips forward so the other would get a better view.
"Who needs lube?" Milo gasped out. "I want your cock so very badly, baby..." He sighed. "Would love to be on my knees, hands tied behind me, mouth open and begging to taste you..."
"That's a fucking pretty picture. You'd only get to taste my cock for a moment before I shoved myself inside you. If you were good I might let you eat my come though. I bet you'd love that." Brad moaned softly.
"I'm your come whore, of course I'd love that," Milo said. "You know how much I love your come in me and on me and everywhere..."
"I know you do, your such a pretty little whore covered in it too. Such a dirty come whore. I think I've marked every inch of your skin with it." He tugged his own balls slightly. "Pinch your nipples harder, tug them, I want you moaning."
"Maybe not my feet, but that's about it," Milo agreed, twisting his nipples between his fingers and moaning deeply. "Can always try that later..."
"I need to get some nipple clamps and weights for you. I haven't spent enough time tormenting them I don't think." Brad smiled. "And now I've got to come on your feet. They don't do much for me, but that will just make it more of a challenge for you to make it happen, because they'll be all your allowed to use. Probably hands tied and mouth gagged, maybe a nice thick toy in your ass so as you use them the toy's thrusted in and out of you, but your not allowed to come from it until I have." He seemed pleased with the plan as it evolved.
"No, you haven't," Milo agreed. "I think I could make that really good, like a foot massage sort of thing, and fuck that would be good..." He was willing to do nearly anything with Brad, and the other man knew it.
"You'll research that. You'll watch only porn involving feet until I see you. I want you to have a technique picked out. But your not allowed to come watching the videos. If you want to jerk off for any other reason you have to call me and ask permission. I want you to have plenty stored for when we see each other. If I think your doing it without permission, the next time we're apart you'll have a chastity device on so you won't be able to come the entire time. Understood?" Brad watched the other man move. "Fuck that toy harder, but turn it up. Put your hand on your cock and use it as friction so the lace rubs against your shaft."
Milo gulped. He did not want to have to use a chastity device. He could handle that. "Yes, Sir. If we're like this, before you get back, and you let me, that will be all right, won't it?" he asked. He was already trying to decide which of the stores they shopped at would have a better selection of feet porn and deciding to try more than one. "Completely understood." He started to fuck the toy harder. "Fuck..." he moaned as he did as ordered. "Sir..."
"Good boy.. such a pretty whore. You'll be allowed to come with me yes. I might even let you jerk off and just listen so I can hear how hard you come. I'm not going to come for the last few days before I come home so I will be extra rough and horny to your ass. You'll love it." He groaned, his eyes trained on the other mans cock inside his panties.
"I'd rather wait for you but of course if you want me to come, I will," Milo whimpered at the feel of the toy against his prostate. "But god, I can't wait for you to fuck me so hard... make me so sore in the best way."
"Your going to be horribly sore. You'll love every moment of it and beg for more, won't you?" He groaned. "Turn it up to maximum vibration and god I'm so close just thinking about what a whore I'm going to make you."
"I don't care, as long as it's from you," Milo gasped. He turned it up. "I want to see you come first, please Sir, let your whore have that? Please?"
"Good boy, putting me first." He growled, pinching a nipple. "Beg for my come boy."
"Please let your whore see your come as he can't have it on him," Milo begged, pinching his nipples hard. "Please give that to your whore."
Brad nodded, leaning back in his chair so the other man got a better view, and jerked hard, moaning the other mans name softly as he exploded over his chest. "Fuck yes my boy, this is for you."
"If only I could be there to clean you with my tongue," Milo whimpered. "Thank you for giving that to me, Sir, so very much." He didn't ask to come yet, he knew Bradley needed to recover so he could watch properly.
Brad panted, his eyes trained on the other man closely. "Come for me Milo... show me how good you feel." He murmured, tracing a finger through the mess on his stomach and bringing it to his lips to suck it clean.
Rocking back onto the toy, jerking his cock hard with one hand and working his nipples with the other, Milo came, hard, watching as the stream came out of his cock and went all over the bed.
Brad moaned softly at the sight. "Fuck I'm pretending its you I'm tasting... not the same but fuck I needed something." He fed himself a little bit more. "That was a big load baby... you must've been horny."
"I am for you, always," Milo murmured. He didn't turn the toy off, Bradley hadn't told him to yet. "I wish you were tasting me right now... and that I was cleaning you up."
"I know my boy... go on, turn it off and give yourself a taste. Its not the same... but its as close as we have for now." Brad licked his lips as he spoke.
Milo turned the toy off, and licked the hand he'd come all over. "Not you... but not bad," he smiled softly. "Your schedule hasn't changed, has it?" he asked.
"No, nothing yet. I heard rumblings of reshoots for a few of us, hopefully not me. But my hours are the same." He grabbed a box of tissues and started cleaning off his chest as he spoke. "Why?"
"Just checking so I can plan for when you'll be back here," Milo said. "Schedule my own time off and all that, because I wouldn't want to be unavailable to you."
"Yeah, I shouldn't be too much longer. This directors a dick, but he's fast so that works." Brad laughed softly. "I miss you, a lot." He frowned slightly.
"I miss you, and I love you," Milo said. "I don't care if this makes me sound like a girl, but there's times I'd rather you were here to hold me more than I want you to fuck me hard."
"Oh if its girly then I'm there too... don't worry." Brad smiled. "Its always there, the urge to be touching you. Sometimes I just have to make you earn it. Did you enjoy the webcam?"
"I did, it really is almost as good as being in the room. Not quite, because we can't touch, but better than just hearing," Milo said. "I like earning it, too..."
"I know my boy...I know. I should start getting ready, I've got some errands before the set. And you, sir, need to rest. I don't like seeing you tired." He gave an affectionate smile at the other man.
"I'm going to be so lazy tonight. I'll get something delivered for dinner," Milo said. "And I'm going to take a nap now for a while. I'll see you soon and I know it's not too long until you're back."
"Goodnight my boy. I love you. Sleep well and dream of me." Brad touched the screen again gently.
"Goodnight, Sir. I will dream of you, and maybe be sad when you're not here when I wake, but I know you will be soon and that means so much," Milo touched the screen too, right where he could see Brad's fingers. "Thank you for today."
"Your welcome. I love you Mi." He smiled where their fingers touched a bit sadly. "Goodnight."