Disclaimer: I don't know them, this never happened, I'm just a little insane ;)
The article I'm referring to was in Kerrang issue 1091
This is a sequel to Reaction
He was already on the edge of waking when the phone ringing brought him fully around. Grabbing the receiver, he held it to his ear as he burrowed sleepily back under the displaced covers.
“Hello?”
“Willa fucking Walo!”
Ville couldn't help chuckling. “You're in a good mood sweetheart.”
“Well of course I am baby, what better way to end the day than chatting to my honey?”
“Starting it?”
“Yeah that's true.” Bam hummed down the phone. “I guess it's a tie. So, baby.”
“Yes Bammie?” Ville said warily, recognising the younger man's mock-serious tone.
“You'd fuck Lily huh?”
While Ville was pretty sure he wasn't in trouble for the comment, he wasn't entirely sure why his lover was bringing it up. “Darling, it was just a question and I, well come on, it's true, Lily is the least hairy...”
“Nice ass too.”
“Yes.” Ville blinked as Bam snorted down the phone. “I mean, I just mean...”
“I know what you mean you dick,” Bam laughed. “So you know, you keep saying hairy balls aren't your thing.”
“Yes,” Ville said cautiously.
“Would you still love me if I stopped shaving mine?”
Now Ville knew he was being played but he still wasn't entirely sure what the game was.
“Of course I would Bam, now you know I like to give ambiguous answers, besides, you don't shave your balls darling, I shave them.”
Bam made a soft whimpering noise that had Ville's dick hardening quickly.
“I love it when you do baby,” Bam groaned. “The way you rub the shaving gel in so carefully until I'm so hard I think I might explode.”
“Fuck,” Ville breathed, his cock jerking insistently, his mind instantly recalling memories of one of their favourite sexual rituals. It was their reconnection, Ville's reclaiming of Bam's body and Bam's gift of it to him.
“I wouldn't trust anyone else with a razor near my dick,” Bam sighed, “but I love the way you draw it over my groin, my balls so carefully, so slowly, teasing me because no matter how much I beg you won't touch my dick.”
Ville turned onto his back, holding the phone tight to his ear with one hand, wrapping the other round his aching erection. “Of course not my love, you know how much I love to tease you,” he murmured.
“Yeah I do,” Bam replied with a quiet gasp.
“Is it turning you on Bam? The thought that next time I see you I'll drag you into the bathroom and slowly shave you smooth?”
“Yeah,” Bam breathed out shakily.
“And once you're smooth and I've rinsed away the foam, I'll drop to my knees,” Ville paused, his lover's strangled moans down the phone making it harder for him to get the words out, chest tight with need.
“Yes,” Bam gasped. “When you lick me, oh God when you...”
“Yes darling, I need to feel your silky skin under my tongue,” Ville whispered, panting quietly as he increased the pace of his fist. “Slide the tip under your balls, then up and round before I suck them both into my mouth.”
“Fuck yeah,” Bam groaned, the strain in his voice making Ville's groin tighten, lust coiling in his belly needing release already. “Oh God I wish you could touch me right now.”
“Soon my love,” Ville gasped out, jacking himself tighter, harder, faster as he listened to Bam pant and moan, wishing he could touch Bam. “I'll stick my tongue out, slide it under your balls and suck while I wrap my hand round your cock and jack you...”
“Fuck oh fuck, Ville yes!” Bam cried out and Ville shut his eyes so he could picture his lover's climax. Hair in disarray, bright blue eyes squeezed shut, lips curled as he threw his head back, hips thrusting wildly to push his cock hard through his hand.
“Oh God Ville,” Bam whispered. “I want you to fuck me so bad, I want you to push deep and come inside me so hard.”
Ville whimpered, his lover's words sending him into the sweet oblivion of orgasm as he tightened his hand to imagine he was emptying himself into his lover, marking Bam as his.
“That sounded good baby,” Bam said softly.
“Always with you darling,” Ville murmured, rolling over to grab the cigarrettes and lighter from the bedside table. He pushed himself upright, ignoring the mess he'd made, and lit a cigarette taking a quick drag. “You were okay with the article then?”
“Yeah mostly.”
“Mostly?”
“Well, that one who asked if you were gay...”
“Well I'm not, am I love? I'm bisexual. That's why I said I'm in love with Venus, it implies I'm straight but actually means I'm in love with love.” He inhaled another lungful of smoke.
“Like the tattoo,” Bam said quietly.
“Like the tattoo,” Ville said, exhaling as he nodded despite the fact that Bam couldn't see him.
“Beautiful,” Bam sighed.
“And for you.” Ville smiled when he heard Bam's breath hitch. “You okay?”
“Yeah, just one more thing.”
“What darling?”
“Can you stop calling me your brother? Because that makes what we just did seriously wrong.”
Ville chuckled. “I have to defend you somehow Bam.”
“Yeah I know.” Bam sighed. “I guess I should get some sleep.”
“I know love.” Ville glanced at the clock and winced. “I'm already running late.”
“Sorry.”
“Don't be, I needed this.”
“Yeah, me too. I love you, Willa.”
Ville smiled softly. “I love you too Bammie. I'll talk to you later.”
“Mm'kay,” Bam breathed, yawning.
“Goodnight,” Ville whispered. “Don't forget to hang up.”
“I won't,” Bam muttered. “'Night.”
Reluctantly, Ville cut the connection and put the phone down, sitting back against the head of his bed to finish his cigarette despite the fact that he really was running late. The only thing better than waking up to a phone call from Bam was actually waking up with him and thankfully, it wouldn't be too long before that would be a reality again.
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