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[neverwouldiever]

For any and all texting and other nonsense.

Comments

[chronosexual]

I would like to point out that it's very hard to text, time, and wank off all at once.

Before I start, I'd also like to say, you're an arsehole for this.

Starting now.

[neverwouldiever]

Thirty seconds isn't all that long. I can wait that long for a much more desperate message.

Yeah, I am. ♥♥

After another 30 seconds or so

[chronosexual]

God I hate you so much. Fuck you, god dammit it hurts!

[neverwouldiever]

That's a little extra-pressure, hardly overly painful. Don't be such a drama queen.

You said you had stamina.

[chronosexual]

I do! That's the problem! You gave me thirty seconds to wank off and I didn't get to finish!

Any more stories you can tell me while I wait for your next whim?

[neverwouldiever]

I was rather counting on that. Now be nice or it will be fifteen seconds next.

I suppose there are a few. There was the time after we first met that I had a dream about you.

[chronosexual]

....

Yes sir.

You dreamed about me?

[neverwouldiever]

Good man.

Oh, I did. Quite the dream. Couldn't look at you properly all day after that. Rose noticed, she thought it was hilarious.

[chronosexual]

*I'd* have liked to know about it. Could have cleared a lot of things up... gotten that sexual tension out of the way.

Will you tell me about it?

[neverwouldiever]

Well, I got over it pretty quickly. Other problems, other focuses, you understand.

It mostly had you in your uniform and then partially out of your uniform and me in you, if I recall right.

[chronosexual]

I've had that dream more times than I can count. I usually wake up from those a mess.

Was I on my back? My stomach? On my feet? Leaning on anything?

[neverwouldiever]

Against the wall, actually.

Back then I was a bit more likely to be able to hold you up.

You got very loud.

[chronosexual]

Maybe. Even back then you were pretty skinny. I'd have loved to let you try, though.

Had that dream, too. Various walls, doors, tiled surfaces... you name it, I've probably shagged you there in my dreams.

My cock's twitching. It wants to fuck something, Doctor.

[neverwouldiever]

Skinny, maybe. Very determined though. Usually am.

Of course it is. Well, I can't help you with that. Although I suppose you could hump your mattress for a minute.

[chronosexual]

That is true of you. It's part of why I like you.

A full minute? That's very generous of you.

I'll be starting now.

[neverwouldiever]

Mattress only, Jack. Hands off.

Go have fun, this can be part of why you hate me.

1:15 later

[chronosexual]

close. I got so close, Doctor. There's precum all over.

Fuck

More.. please I need more. I'm losing my mind over here

[neverwouldiever]

What time is it, Jack?

[chronosexual]

What, right now?

It's about 3:15, why? What's that got to do with anything?

[neverwouldiever]

You ask way too many questions for a soldier. Good. Makes me like you more.

What's the date?

[chronosexual]

18 November, 2009.

You managed to get out of the closet, then?

[neverwouldiever]

Well. Not quite yet, but I have a time machine, so it won't matter too much. I'm working on it.

Meanwhile, you do have a lot of stamina. What all do you keep in that nightstand?

[chronosexual]

Interesting. I see..

I've got my gun, a knife, a flashlight, lube, a cock ring-- like it would fit on now anyway, a ball gag, set of handcuffs, blindfold, and a vibrator.

Take your pick.

[neverwouldiever]

...I hope you never accidentally grab the wrong thing.

You'll need the lube, Captain, to get that dildo up your arse.

[chronosexual]

I've had practise. I'm safe.

I've got the dildo, Doctor, and I'm sitting up over it on my knees. It's very hard to type with one hand, Doctor. Please hurry.


[ A few moments pass and he replies again. ]

Oh god it feels so good. It's deep... I'm barely able to hold onto it. Please let me fuck it.