post #37
TL;DR RULES
1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
1. post anonymously unless linking to a fill posted somewhere else
2. use the subject line to indicate pairing (in alphabetical order using stage names i.e.baekhyun/chanyeol) prompt details go in the comment.
3. use necessary content warnings
4. do not embed on meme. link to images/videos. label nsfw content.
5. do not repost prompts ( Read more... )
He stares at the message for another moment and the thought occurs to him that he might as well have some fun with this before he shakily starts typing out a reply:
"Don't worry, fellow random stranger. I'm old enough ;)"
He deletes and re-inserts the winking emoticon about five times before finally deciding to leave it in and hits send.
Another reply comes almost instantaneously:
"That's a relief, because from what I can see, anyway, you're pretty cute. I like your mouth."
Chanyeol laughs into his hand. This random girl (or guy? he wonders) is scoring a little high on the creepy scale, but at least he's definitely no longer bored. He replies, "Thanks...I'd repay the compliment but unfortunately I don't know what you look like :("
He stares at the phone for a while after pressing send, but it stays silent and Chanyeol wonders if his chat partner decided to end the conversation. Maybe he was the one coming across as too creepy.
Closing his eyes once more, he gets shocked all over again when the phone dings five minutes later and he sees that the new text contains an image.
Chanyeol is not prepared for what he sees when he opens the attachment. Not prepared at all, because what he sees is nothing short of tantalizing.
A tall, slim figure, naked from the waist up, kneels on an unmade bed and holds a phone in front of a mirror with one hand, covering his eyes with it. He's licking his lips, clearly imitating the expression Chanyeol had made in his "bored" picture. His other hand is lower, thumb hooked in the waistband of black Calvin Klein boxers.
It's accompanied by the caption: "Like what you see?"
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Wow. This guy is full of himself, Chanyeol thinks, determinedly ignoring the fact that his jeans were feeling a little tight.
Purposely wanting to make him stew a little longer, Chanyeol opens up his laptop on his bed and types a skype message to Jongdae, who's online with an idle status: "Hey loser, guess what, while you and everyone else were ignoring my texts I sent a picture to a random number and it's actually some really hot guy's phone and now we're sexting ha ha ha ha"
He clicks send with relish and lies face-down on the bed again, giggling madly into his sheets. Once he's got himself under control as much as possible, he turns his attention back to his phone.
"Not bad, but you'll need to work a little harder than that to get me off."
Another prompt reply: "Does this help?"
Chanyeol tentatively opens the image attachment and he can actually feel his eyes bulging as he sees the same hand from the previous message, minus the underwear, and now holding a firm erection toward the camera.
Okay, this was really too much. Chanyeol laughs harder as he types: "Did you seriously just send a complete stranger a picture of your dick?"
He waits about 30 seconds before the answer comes: "Answer my question first."
Chanyeol has to scroll up to the previous message to even remember that he had asked him a question. Oh. Right.
"It might have helped a little..." Chanyeol responds honestly. His own cock is pressing insistently against the front of his pants and he shoves his jeans down his thighs shamelessly.
After another minute: "Return the favor then, pretty boy?"
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He finds himself picking up his phone again and locks the desired area into the viewfinder of the camera. "I can't believe I'm doing this," he mumbles to himself as he snaps the photo and hits send before he can chicken out.
Chanyeol isn't sure what he expects the other to say, but the next message surprises him anyway: "Can I call you? I want to hear your voice..."
Chanyeol swallows. Up until now, this had been more hilarious than truly arousing, even if his body was responding like a healthy young male.
Ultimately, he shrugs and responds in the affirmative before he happens to look back at his laptop and notices that Jongdae had actually replied to his skype message.
Jongdae: "lol ok sure chanyeol you have fun with that."
Jongdae: "Really hot, you say? Forward me a picture and I'll be the judge."
Chanyeol laughs through his nose. As if he would share this with the likes of Jongdae.
He's about to tell him so when his Beenzino ringtone starts blaring from his phone and he almost jumps out of his skin.
He takes a breath before answering the phone an octave lower than necessary. "Hello?"
"Hi there, pretty boy." The voice on the other line is deep, maybe not as deep as his, but it has a soft, rather pleasant timbre that makes Chanyeol want to slide his hand back down to his erection. As if reading his mind, the voice asks, "Are you touching yourself for me?"
"Do you want me to?" asks Chanyeol in the silkiest tones possible.
"Yes." The other voice moans a little and Chanyeol doesn't have to ask to know what he's doing. "Fuck, your voice is sexy."
Chanyeol smiles a little, proud. He decides to give the other what he wants, breathing hard as he starts stroking himself off, closing his eyes and listening to the other voice ask, "What's your name, pretty boy?"
He hesitates, fleeting worries of being stalked coming to mind, but fuck it, he's already too far gone to care. "C-Chanyeol," he stammers, dragging the precum down the sides of his cock.
"Chanyeol...I'm Sehun," he says calmly. "So Chanyeollie...pretend I'm there with you and tell me what you want from me."
Chanyeol snags another look at the pictures. "Sehun...I..." he trails off, a little embarrassed despite how far this had already progressed.
"Hm?" Sehun encourages, his voice sounding a little rougher and it beats down what remains of Chanyeol's inhibitions.
"Sehun...please let me suck your cock," Chanyeol begs in their little fantasy scenario, quickening the pace of his hand as he imagines sliding Sehun all the way down his throat as those slim fingers grab his hair.
"Fuck," Sehun swears. He whines a little and Chanyeol breathes faster imagining Sehun lying on top of his rumpled sheets, long legs spread out as he jerks himself off to the thought of Chanyeol's lips around him. "Chanyeol, I would fuck that pretty mouth of yours until I come all over your face."
Chanyeol strings together some incoherent cursing as he hurtles toward release because fuck, that mental image. He tightens the hand on his cock and bites his lips as he listens to Sehun moaning without restraint.
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"Uh-uh huh," is all Chanyeol manages, his thighs quivering as he tugs desperately on his cock.
"Can you say my name when you come?"
"Fuck...Sehun..." he pants harshly into the phone as he comes into his hand and it's like a tidal wave of tension just crashed over him.
He squeezes his eyes shut so tight that he feels dizzy when he blinks them open and the reality of what he just did hits him in a new type of metaphorical tidal wave.
They're both just panting into the phone saying nothing else for at least a few minutes before Sehun asks, hilariously nonchalant, "So, pretty boy Chanyeol...would you be up for a coffee sometime?"
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Chanyeol washes up and gets changed before he looks at his neglected computer screen again. There is a screenful of missed messages.
Jongdae: "Haha no but that's actually creepy as fuck, Chanyeol. You're not seriously doing that, right?"
Jongdae: "Right???"
Jongdae: "RIGHT?????"
Jongdae: "CHANYEOL. ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW"
~Time lapse of about 5 minutes between messages~
Jongdae: "Sorry. That was Joonmyun-hyung. He wants to see a picture too."
Jongdae: "'For proof,' he says. LOL. What a pervert."
Chanyeol smirks as he types his reply.
"Tell Joonmyun-hyung that won't be necessary. You can both meet him in person. He's coming to see me this weekend."
-end-
OTL. sorry this is so many parts LJ was being ridiculous
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