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He felt himself twitch and throb as she groaned into the other end of the line.

But when she scolded him for making her wet and horny all over again, his breath hitched. Shit, he probably should get off the roof and into his room before one of the neighbors saw him. "Hold on a sec." He breathed into the phone and swung down from the roof into his open window with a little extra effort so as not to drop his cell. He tossed his shirt towards the clothes basket and with a brief rustling of clothing was stark naked in seconds.

"That's it, I'm going back to my place to play!"

"Will you let me listen?" Buster asked, a low growl of hunger in his voice now, "Better yet, wanna have phone sex?"

With that, he dropped down onto his bed, his free hand automatically moving to his aching shaft.

"We could make each other feel better~"

Lu had just made it into the elevator when she'd heard the low and hungry growl of his voice rumbling through her ear. Asking her, almost too quietly for her to catch, to let him listen and join in on her fun.

"We could make each other feel better~"

Fuck.

She didn't even bother holding back the needy whine in her throat, the sounds he was making over the phone, whispering into her ear like that, was enough to have her shuddering against the elevator wall as her hand quickly snaked its way down between her legs for some much needed relief.

It was completely and utterly understandable now, why so many praised him. His voice was legit just pure honeyed sex when he spoke like that, and she could totally fuck herself and get off just listening to that alone.

"...we...we can do that...just...just keep talking to me babe..." Lu managed to gasp out, her breath hitching as she rubbed her clit furiously over her bikini, her juices already dripping down her inner thighs as she worked herself up.

She was just lucky that no one ever bothered to take the shaky old side elevator anymore, because Lu seriously doubted she would've been able to keep her hands to herself like this. As it was, she'd almost stumbled out the elevator when she'd finally reached her floor, one hand still vigorously pleasuring herself while the other shakily punched in the code for her suite.

Her phone practically glued to her ear, hanging on every word and sound coming out of him as she all but ripped her bikini from her heated form now that she was safely home.

"I...I'm home now..." She whispered to him, falling back onto her bed in relief as she slipped two fingers inside her soaking heat, slowly circling her thumb over her clit as she imagined it was him doing it to her.

Buster chuckled softly, his ego properly stroked as he listened to needy whines and moans.

She really was incredibly horny if she started playing with herself before she'd even made it safely into her home. He'd even heard the distinct sound of an elevator and bucked his hips unconsciously when his ears picked up the faint wet sounds of her playing with herself while listening to his voice.

He grinned deliciously.

"Oh fuck..." He moaned, picturing her fingering herself in an elevator despite the chance of getting caught, "You're a naughty girl, aren't you? Do I really make you that horny?" He teased, his fingers sliding along the base of his shaft lightly, drawing a shuddering moan, "Good."

There were the telltale sounds of the elevator doors swooshing open, the sound of rushing, a touchpad, the opening and closing of a door...

"I...I'm home now..."

Her voice had been a whisper and it made a thrill run up his spine. "I hope you've taken all of your clothes off... because I certainly have." His voice was cheeky and he bit his lip in thought.

"What's your favorite position, sweetheart? I'd be more than happy to fuck you any way you want me to. But I've gotta admit, I think I'd like you to ride me." He pumped his shaft once, twice, "How do you feel about guys who are pierced?"

For a moment he was confused.

She was lying in her bed, playing with herself while listening to his voice, clearly enjoying herself and yet she couldn't tell him what position was her favorite? Was she into everything or was she lacking in experiencing different positions? He was kind of hoping for the former but if her loser lover was really that bad, maybe he could push his luck a little bit.

"You know, I think you'd really enjoy sliding down my cock." Buster teased, voice thick with desire, "I've just finished healing from getting a Jacob's ladder recently and there's a nice, thick row of ten barbells running down the underside of my dick. It's really rock hard right now from listening to you touch yourself."

He punctuated this fact with a throaty moan that bordered on the obscene.

"And just think... if you come to the island, you could be the first to try these studs out and sink down onto them one by one." The bait was set, "Mmm, I'd love to show you what I could do to you to make you cum."

He paused for effect.

"...if you'd like to make this a video call, that is."

Bingo.

He knew that mentioning his piercings would grab her attention. He had just been hoping that it would be the final push to get her to agree to his raunchy idea. Granted, he wouldn't have blamed her if she hadn't wanted totally expose herself to a complete stranger. This kind of thing should be something one should only do with someone they trusted fully.

She hadn't been exaggerating when she said she was horny.

Being a popular streamer, Buster had set up his professional gear for just this occasion before, so he was already prepared. All he really needed to do was plug his phone into the setup.

After a few beats of silence that had to have been her considering it, she set up her phone.

He plugged in his own and leaned forward to hit the button for a video call, making sure that the sunlight struck him at just the right angle to show her how green his emerald eyes are. Luckily he'd gotten a good night's sleep last night so there were no traces of dark circles. He was, however, wearing eyeliner.

For the moment, the camera was only showing down to his pierced nipples. He ran a hand through his fluffy hair and gave her his most charming flirty smile.

"Hey~" He greeted her with a cheeky wink.

Buster had still been leaning forward when the video connected, so when the full body image of the mystery temptress suddenly appeared, his pupils dilated with a palpable desire and he felt heat color his cheeks. Hell, desire burned through him so hotly that he was certain he was even blushing on his neck, chest and shoulders!

The camera angle she had chosen left nothing to the imagination. Her entire body was on full display for him to drink in. Smooth skin, richly tanned and naturally darker than his covered her slim body, toned through swimming and surfing. Those thighs alone looked like she lock them around his hips and trap him inside her tight little pussy forever, a fate he was more than willing to fulfill. Her pert breasts were more a temptation than he'd been prepared for, the dusty nipples stiffened in need, begging to be touched, begging for his hot mouth on them...

Belatedly, he realized that his jaw had dropped and quickly shut it.

Her long hair glistened in the light, the dark thick waves thick and glossy with blue streaked through made him want to sink his hands into it. Lips that trembled slightly and yet looked so soft and kissable made the boy reflexively lick his own. Her teal eyes contrasted against her warm skin so beautifully that if she were here right now he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off her.

"Damn you're gorgeous!" He blurted, unable to help himself, "I can't believe someone would be stupid enough to mess around on you! If you were my girlfriend I'd be all over you at every opportunity. I wouldn't be able to stop myself from fucking you!"

The realization that he hadn't given her a full view of himself suddenly hit Buster and he pulled back from the camera and sat back on his knees so that she could see what he had to offer. "Look what you've done to me already... and we haven't even gotten started." He insisted, hand moving to tilt his heavy, massive erection back towards him so that she could get a good look. The light glinted off the studs on each end of the barbells as they marked a trail up to the thick head of his cock. Plenty of precum was already leaking down the shaft and racing towards his heavy sac.

"This is just from talking to you." He admitted, hand loosely holding the shaft so that she could see just how much she'd affected him already, "See how much I want you already? Dump that guy. Be mine instead."

Buster grinned at her praise, one of his dark brows quirking up in a daring expression.

Biting his lower lip, he wrapped his hand around his cock and slowly, deliberately pumped it as he watched the girl on his screen. More of the thick, shiny precum leaked from the tip of his cock and he slid his other thumb over the slit and scooped a glob of it up. Locking eyes with her, he brought it up to his mouth. Parting his lips, a long pink pierced tongue slid out to lick the fluid from the digit without an ounce of hesitation or shame before he sucked at the skin.

"If you want to devour it with your mouth, you're going to have to use both hands." He teased, "But I can personally confirm that my cum tastes great."

As her liquid want started dripping down her thighs she absentmindedly reached up with a hand to play with one of her tits, squeezing the perky softness and making his throb in want. Holy shit did he want to be inside her right this minute! A moan worked its way out of his throat and rather than stopping it, he let it loose in the dirtiest way possible.

"Don't leave me hanging, gorgeous. Show me where you want my cock." Buster moaned, his expression ravenous for more of her, "Spread yourself open for me. I want to see how tight and wet you are for me."

Busted groaned in appreciation, sliding his fingers down his neck, over his collarbone, and down to pinch at one of his nipples. His other hand pumped his shaft faster, grip tightening as his gaze focused on the way her core twitched and fluttered on the screen. His breath shuddered in his chest and his balls flexed with the stimulation.

"Such a beautiful sight." The hungry growl in his voice was evident, "It looks like you're hot and ready for me. But look how tight you are, sweetheart. I'm really going to have to work my way into you if I'm going to fit all the way to the base."

He chuckled, somewhat breathlessly as his eyes darkened in blatant want.

"It might take hours." His grin was the picture of debauchery, "But you wouldn't mind that, would you? Taking my cock for hours? Over and over?"

Any guy loves to hear his partner tell him how big his dick is. But in Buster's case, he knew it wasn't just pillow talk. He was much bigger than everyone else he knew - with the only exceptions being his family members who were also blessed in that area. He also had the most outrageous stamina, but he wasn't going to brag about that.

He was more of a "show, not tell" kind of guy.

And with two of her fingers plunging into her soaking hole with vigor, he couldn't help but match her speed as he began thrusting into his fist. Soon he was leaning forward in an effort to be closer to her as he fisted his erection, desire fully sinking into him and driving him wild.

It felt so, so good to do this with her. If only they were in the same room together. He knew that he wouldn't be able to stop himself once he touched her, gotten her naked, and shoved his cock inside her. He'd just take and take and take until she was screaming his name, cumming over and over. He wanted to fuck her until she couldn't walk, until her throat was raw and her voice stopped working, until her legs spasmed if she dared try to close them.

"I'd...probably never be able to have anyone else if I had you inside me would I?"

His grin was devious as he pounded into his fist. "No, you probably wouldn't." The boy agreed, "But would you really want anyone else if you had me inside you?"

Her moans were more than enough of an answer for him. In fact, they made him wish for an opportunity to meet in person, to hold her in his arms, kiss her, fuck her, and show her just how much she made him want her. He had the money and would absolutely hop the next flight to France if only she wanted him to. He wanted to suggest it, but so far everything that happened since he'd flirted back with her had been at his suggestion. If he kept pushing his luck, it might come back to bite him.

"Gods I wish you were here."

Or maybe it wouldn't.

Buster couldn't believe his luck. His cock twinged at her admission and he spoke without a shred of hesitation. "I could be, if you want. Just say the word and tell me the closest airport to you and I'll be on the next flight." He panted, licking his lips, his eyes full of carnal desire, "I'll show you how you should be treated. And I won't stop fucking you until you beg me to stop."

His dick practically jumped in frustration when Buster instantly released it to turn and snatch up a nearby tablet and keyboard. An expression of serious focus arrested his features as his fingers flew across the keyboard. Moments later, his grin was instantaneous.

"My flight gets there at 2am." The boy announced victoriously as he snatched the phone from the recording tripod. He carried the image of her wet, naked body with him as he grabbed a duffel bag and threw some clothes, his phone charger, eyeliner, and toiletries in there. Then he carried her right into the bathroom and set her down so she could watch him get a quick shower.

"You want me to bring some condoms with me?" He asked, scrubbing himself as quickly as he could, "I can swing by the store real quick on the way, but I'll need to hurry to catch my plane. I'll be on flight 26-A."

The moment he was done, he toweled himself off and dressed as quickly as possible. Snatching up the phone again, he leaped down a stairway and called through a closed door. "Mom? I'm going to France for a girl!"

A muffled response of "If you hit it off, bring her home so I can meet her! Love you!"

"Love you too. See you when I get back!" He called. Then he bent down to pet Dixie, turning the phone so that his mystery girl could see his favorite fluffball. "Be good for Mom, okay?" And then he grabbed his wallet, his passport and was out the door and on his way down to the harbor - a ten minute run for him.

He grinned cheekily down at her through the phone as he ran through the streets. "Seeing you still naked is a damn good motivator."

When she asked him if he'd be willing to do it raw he stumbled a bit, but was quick to recover without falling. Not once had Buster ever had sex without a condom. He'd had sex with plenty of people since he'd first lost his virginity but he knew that STDs were a huge problem - especially fatal ones.

But since she was clean and on the pill...

"W-well," He stammered, heat rising to his cheeks, "I hate stopping and pulling out, so I usually wear condoms. But if you want me to fuck you without being wrapped..."

The boy raced past the general store and was already coming up on where the ferry was loading the few passengers returning to the mainland. He sprinted and launched himself, duffel and all, onto the ferry right as it was ready to disembark. Keeping his video call away from prying eyes and ears, he pushed his damp blue curls away from his face.

"I'll do it." He agreed, chest heaving as he caught his breath, "As long as you're okay with me blowing my load inside you."

His eyes widened in surprise but he couldn't help but grin at the show she was giving him.

"What's that noise?" A voice behind him suddenly asked.

"S-shit!" He hissed and ducked away from prying eyes and ears. Holding a finger up to his lips in a shushing motion, his face was beet red and his cock was again straining against his baggy cargo shorts.

"It's going to be a long trip to get to you, babe." He told her quietly, "I hope you're ready, because I'm not going to stop at twenty."

Buster had woken up about twenty minutes before the plane was supposed to land so that he could freshen up a little before meeting up with the gorgeous girl he'd been chatting with earlier. Granted, brushing his teeth and touching up his eyeliner in the plane's bathroom wasn't ideal, but it was either that or nothing. he was just glad he'd brought mouthwash along.

By the time they finally landed, he'd booked it down the center walkway with the duffel bag in hand and was the first one off the plane. He jogged through the connecting passageway and slowed down only when he passed the threshold into the airport. Looking around at his new surroundings his eyes immediately caught and held her figure.

She was waiting for him in a simple yet lovely white sundress with thin straps and a flowy skirt that brushed against the warm flesh of her toned thighs. Her glossy hair shined even in the airport's lighting and every ounce of her tanned skin seemed to glisten as she smiled at him.

In two long strides he closed the distance and was sweeping her into his arms, guiding her right into a hot, needy open mouthed kiss. His pierced tongue slipped past her teeth to dance with her tongue in greeting as a hungry growl sounded in his throat. If it wasn't obvious that he'd wanted her before, it was now.