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Por was just laying in bed doomscrolling when suddenly his phone started buzzing.
- Teetee 🐶 is calling… -
So obviously what else should he do other than pick up the phone.
Por picks up the phone to a FaceTime call. The other side of the call facing the ceiling of what seems to be Teetee’s room.
“Hey, what’s up?” He asks.
“P’Por…”
There was just silence and the sound of light breathing coming through.
“Tee..?”
Silence.
“P’Por… mngh…”
Por was confused, “Yes, Tee???”
“P’Por I miss you- ungh.. I miss you—hhh” Teetee’s breathing becoming more erratic.
Por thought he was hearing things, “Tee, are you drunk? Where are you?” He said sitting up on his bed.
“Mmm… home…” letting out a deep sigh. “I’m home.”
Por’s on-screen acting partner and bandmate. Drunk talking on the phone. And apparently horny.
Por asks cautiously, “Tee… are you…” he pauses as he hears a heavy puff of breath and a light groan come through the phone once again. “…are you jerking off right now???” He asks and his voice turns more into a whisper as the sentence finishes.
Por is shocked and speechless.
“P’Por mmmnn..” Por then hears shuffling from the other side.
Brought face to face to a blushed out sweaty collarbone shown through a loose black shirt. Por feels his face start to warm up.
“Tee show me your face.” Por says out of worry, wanting to make sure he’s fine nonetheless as the rest of his mind is freaking out.
Teetee shows his face, baby hairs sticking to his forehead by sweat, forehead and cheeks hot and red, eyes half lidded. Por takes in the view never had he seen him like this.
“P’Por… unnghh.. P’Porrr~nn!” Por covers his mouth as he watches Teetee gets himself off through the phone.
Teetee’s camera angle moves again which looks as if Teetee had propped it up against something. As Teetee’s hand backs away from the camera, the phone placed next to Teetee’s head almost like a 0.5 angle he assumes so Teetee can still hear him. Stomach shown and a part of Teetee, Por has never seen before fully in view. Red, hot, long, and full of precum.
Por’s entire face heats up as he watches him take himself in his hands again and jerk off at a quick pace moaning Por’s name over and over.
Por watches in silence. Not knowing what to say. What to do. How to react. Watches as he jerks off for only him to see.
“P’Por.. you too, mnn?” Por can feel heat crawl up his neck again. “Please, P’Por I wanna see too” Teetee says as he finishes his sentence with a gasp.
Por gets shy and hesitates for a moment. “I… I don’t know if I can.” Por says as he shy’s away from the camera. A voice comes through the phone again.
“It’s okay, then just your face, please at least your face.” Teetee says out of breath his hand visibly slowly jerking himself.
God he doesn’t even know what he’s doing, helping who is just supposed to be his acting partner get off at his face. Por shows his red hot face to the camera and watches how Teetee’s hand picks up speed again. Por watches feeling himself get hot all over, clothes start to feel too tight, too hot for this environment. It wouldn’t hurt to get a little loose.. right?
Por lays back down then places his hand on his navel and twitches. Caressing his stomach and up to his chest, and slowly grazes one of his nipples. Flicking it through his thin shirt. First slowly and then continuously flicking it with his index finger. Holding his breath in whenever he feels any sort of sound almost come up.
Feeling his nipples get harder and the feeling of his pants getting too tight for his liking. Legs curling up and squeezing his thighs together.
Por watches intently how Teetee gets off, how he fucks into his own hand rapidly.
Por’s hand slides down his torso and stops right where it’s burning hot and needing attention. He cups the erection and palms it through his squeezing thighs. Breathing heavier.
Continuously palming himself through his jeans and arching into it, he too getting off at the sight of Teetee. The way he’s desperate and needy for it. Wanting to be there with him so bad. To take his dick in his hands and help Teetee get off.
“P’Por… I’m.. ugh- close” grunting as he fucks into his hand relentlessly.
Por can’t take it anymore. He pulls down his pants and takes out his dick. Immediately jerking off at a high speed.
“——unghh Tee..!” Moaning his name for just him to hear and no one else. Panning his camera from his neck to his exposed stomach to his wet, pink, erection.
“P’Por——Mnnggh..!” Teetee finally comes hard for Por to see and watches how he comes undone. Teetee stroking himself languidly as the last streams of cum flow out.
Por moans and picks up the pace of his hand, his erection so wet that it makes everything smooth.
“P’Por… you’re so sexy” Teetee calls out.
Por twitching, he knows what he’s doing.
“P’Por”
Por twitches and arches, fucking upwards into his hand. Legs bent and using them as leverage. He’s teetering over the edge.
“P’Por, don’t you wanna cum for me?”
Por can’t handle it anymore.
“Ugh—Tee—mnghh..!” He moans out Teetee’s name as he cums into his own hand, wishing it were Teetee’s instead. Stroking until he’s overstimulated.
Por raises the camera back to his face and sees that Teetee 100% watched how he came undone to his voice.
“P’Por, I miss you.”
“I miss you too, Tee.”
Por knows he might regret this once he wakes up tomorrow morning. But for now he plans to bask in the post-nut clarity.