Queer as Muke

1.21.5 Running To Stand Still

"Hello?"

"Hi, did I wake you?"

Calum smiles sleepily in the dark at hearing Stephen's voice on the other end of the phone, "No, it's okay!" He stretches in their bed, letting out a yawn. "What time is it there?"

"I think it's 1130?" Stephen looks around for the time, not being able to see his watch in his pitch black hotel room.

"It's three hours later here!" Calum says, no wonder he's tired being woken up at this time. "Is everything okay?"

"Everything's fine. Oli was really glad to see me." Stephen can't keep the joy out of his voice that he's properly connecting with his son again after so long.

"It was a good idea you went."

Stephen nods, stretching out his body and wriggling his head on the pillow to get comfy. "How are you doing?"

"I'm missing you, it's lonely in this bed!" Calum runs his hand over his stomach and up his bare chest as he talks.

"It's lonely here too."

"I was dreaming about you when you called..." Calum sighs pleasurably, the remnants of the dream still in his head.

Stephen smiles, "What was I doing?"

"I'm not telling!"

"Let me guess because I've had the same dream. I was sucking your cock."

Calum shuts his eyes, listening to Stephen's deep and sexy voice in his ear, and not wanting him to stop. "Oh yeah?" he asks, a little breathlessly.

"And it was really really hard..."

"What about you?"

"I was really really hard too..." Stephen smiles, his hand already stroking his cock.

"In my dream you were rubbing your dick up against me and I wanted it inside me," Calum murmurs, his hand slipping under the sheets.

"You want me to put it inside you?" Stephen's eyes close shut, picturing Calum in his bed at that moment.

"Yeah," Calum's voice is breathy and soft, like it would be if he were burying his head in Stephen's shoulder if he were here.

"How much?" Stephen asks.

"A lot. Give it to me."

Stephen loves it when Calum is explicit in his instructions. Sometimes he'll just want Stephen's tip teasing him for a while, sometimes he wants his whole dick ploughing into him, like now. Stephen's cock leaks at the thought of what they'd be doing if they were together right now. His hand speeds up with the thought of it.

"Now?" he asks.

"Please," Calum begs, his own hand stroking and twisting, using his own pre-cum to lube his dick.

They talk to each other, in between their moans and sighs, telling each other what they're doing. "I'm fucking you!" Stephen tells Calum, making his hole twitch with longing.

The sounds they make down the phone, hearing only the want and the need they have for each other spurs them on longer and faster until they cum, one after the other in separate beds, thousands of kilometres apart. 

~~~

"So when the fuck did you plan on telling me?!" Geordie demands as soon as she's stepped through Michael's front door. Maddie's news that Michael was leaving when she'd returned from Joy and Dave's was shocking to say the least.

Michael looks at her cocking his head to one side, "I'd send you a change of address card!"

"Don't be a smart ass!" she retorts as she walks up the steps to Michael's bedroom where he's unpacking his bag, stung that he's never mentioned anything and now he's acting all glib.