The Wanting

Michael was sitting up in bed reading the latest edition of Rage when the phone rang. Reaching across in a hurry to answer it, knowing who it would be, he knocked over the glass of water sitting by the phone and instead of the welcoming "hello" Ben expected, all he could hear was a loud crash and a even louder ‘fuck it."

"Hey baby, what’s wrong?"

"Shit Ben, sorry, just sent a glass of water flying and now I’m all wet and so is the bed," Michael answered.

He could hear Ben’s deep laugh and couldn’t help but smile himself.

"I miss you," Michael said, moving over to the dry side of the bed.

"How much do you miss me?" Ben asked quietly.

"So much that I’m getting hard just talking to you," Michael answered "I want you in bed beside me."

"I will be home tomorrow, and we will make up for lost time then," Ben answered.

"Not good enough" Michael replied "I want you here now!"

Ben laughed at the petulant tone in Michael’s voice.

"And if I was there now, what would you like me to do?" he asked.

"Well, you could start by taking this wet t-shirt off me," Michael suggested.

"Mmmm..I think I could do that. You take it off, imagine that I am, that I’m lifting it over your head and now I’m moving my hands slowly down your chest," Ben said softly.

Michael laid back and relaxed, resting the phone on his shoulder.

"Can you feel my hands Michael?" Ben asked "I’m running them down your chest and over your nipples, they feel so hard, touch them."

Michael moaned softly as he touched himself, rubbing his fingers over his nipples, pinching them gently, watching them harden and darken.

"I’m taking your nipple into my mouth, running my tongue around it" Ben continued, talking softly "Can you feel me sucking on it, it feels so hard."

He heard a moan come from Michael and smiled to himself, knowing how much this was turning Michael on. He was actually starting to feel a little uncomfortable himself, and reached down and unzipped his pants, letting out a sigh as his fast growing erection became free.

He turned his attention back to Michael.

"Can you feel my hands moving down your body Michael, I’m touching your cock, running my fingers over the slit, you’re so wet already baby."

Michael wriggled on the bed as he began stroking himself as his husband continued to talk to him.

"My finger’s are wet, I’m pushing them into you slowly, you’re so tight but I can feel you opening up for me."

"Jesus….Ben!"

"What do you want me to do?"

"Fuck me…..please."

"Soon. First I want to take you into my mouth and suck you. Your cock is weeping so much just for me. I want to take you deeply into my mouth and let my tongue lick around your head, nothing tastes as good as you. You’re so hard and big and filling my mouth and you taste so sweet."

"Ben……please………… I’m going to come."

"Not yet baby. I want to be inside you when you come. My cock is so hard and weeping and I want to feel your tight little ass around it as I push deeper and deeper into you."

"Oh God….Ben….fuck me harder."

"I will baby, but not yet. I want to slide in and out of you, let you feel how hard and big I am just for you. I want to run my hand up your cock and stroke you as I move inside you. Your cock feels so hard and your ass is so warm around my cock and I am so deep inside you that I can’t tell where I begin and you end. Does that feel good?"

"Bennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn…………"

"That’s it baby, feel me fucking you so hard, I’m hitting that sweet spot that makes you scream out my name, your cock is so hard and ready to explode, come for me baby."

"Ohmigod……….shiiiiiiiiitttt……………ohmigod……………fuuuuuck….yes……yes………yessssssssssssss."

Michael’s screams of ecstasy over the phone was enough for Ben to come, shooting his warm load of cum over his hand, milking his cock until he was completely spent.

"I will see you in the morning. Keep the bed warm for me. Sweet dreams baby."