Eddie's Phone

[borntolose]

[There are certain thing's in Eddie's life he's creative with. His phone is not one of those things.]

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[poeticprivilege]

Hey Eddie, can I stick it in you? :)

[borntolose]

what? no fuck off.

[poeticprivilege]

But Eddie, I want to. I want to fuck you like an animal. I want to feel you from the inside.

[borntolose]

don't be an idiot. why the hell would i let you do that, especially if you're quoting tosser lyrics at me.

[poeticprivilege]

Because I happen to like NIN and I'm horny. I'm a guy, Eddie. Sometimes, I like to fuck instead of get fucked.

[borntolose]

yeah, well i don't like to get fucked.
what's in it for me?

[poeticprivilege]

Have even been fucked before? How would you even know if you liked it? I want to claim your manginity, Eddie. I want to look at you and go "Yes, I tapped that."

[borntolose]

so your argument for me to do this is 'i want to' and 'i'm horny' basically.
not exactly fucking convincing.
you're not even offering to buy me a drink, princess, i'm going to feel so used in the morning.

[poeticprivilege]

You get the satisfaction of knowing you made me happy. Also, you get off. I'm sure you'll find that getting your prostate pounded feels amazing.

Also, drinks are cheap. Not to mention, turnabout is fairplay. You fuck me all the time, why can't I fuck you? That is totally not fair.

[borntolose]

yeah but you like getting fucked.
hell, you demand it half the fucking time.
you sound pretty bloody happy when you're screaming, love, and you never bitched about 'fair' before.

[poeticprivilege]

Like I said, you should try it before you decide you don't like it.

I've never actually been with someone for like a month before, give me a break. This is the first something like this has come up.

Unless you don't care if I pick up someone, because I guess I can do that too. I'd just rather it be you.

[borntolose]

what, never?

[That occasions a long thoughtful pause - Eddie expects certain things from a younger partner, but not that Kalvin hasn't had any long term relationships. And he still doesn't exactly want to get a prick up his arse, but he's also oddly loathe to just let the teacher go out and find someone else. Hm.]

i'd probably have to be drunk unless you want me to punch you across the room.

[poeticprivilege]

Man, they're too much work. You always have to please the other person. I mean shit, here I am begging you to let me fuck you. I don't like having to do that.

Kind of weird that I'm doing it now, actually.

[He wasn't sure how he felt about it, either.]

Like you being drunk is a new thing. Would two bottles of whiskey do it?

[borntolose]

for a start, yeah.
and it's because i'm so bloody charming you can't help yourself.
you coming over now?

[poeticprivilege]

Pft, charming, right. More like cheap and easy. You didn't put up much of a fight.

If that's alright, yeah. Take a shower. A clean ass is a happy ass. And don't worry, baby. I'll treat you right.

[borntolose]

if you tell me i have a happy arse again, you aren't getting jack when you get here.
anyway, you like me because i'm cheap and easy. why the fuck should i change a damn thing?

[poeticprivilege]

Never said you should, sweetheart. I just don't want my mouth near a shitty asshole. That's just gross.

[borntolose]

we'll see if i can be arsed to stop playing for a bit.

[Eddie, unlike Kalvin, has had multiple long term relationships. Generally with bitchy women who always try to tell him what to do. He'll shower, but he can't just say he'll do it. That would make things too easy on Kalvin.]

[poeticprivilege]

[Bitchy women just like Kalvin!]

Well, you're not getting *any* whiskey until I'm satisfied that your ass is clean. Or else I'll just fuck you in the shower and it won't be near as good as what I got in mind.

[borntolose]

as opposed to fucking me in the bed?
i'll take my chances.
but you're welcome to take a good long look at my arse, if that's what you're into.

[poeticprivilege]

Stop texting me and get in the fucking shower.

[Which will be the last text from Kalvin because he's ignoring any more from Eddie while he heads into town to get 'supplies', then goes to Eddie's place.]

[borntolose]

[When he gets there, Eddie will have left the door open, and he'll find the big man on the couch, fiddling around on his bass, though he hasn't plugged it in, so it doesn't sound like much of anything. He might have been sitting there for the entire time Kalvin was running his errands, but the slight damp texture of the ends of his long hair betray the fact that yes, he did actually shower.

He glances up with a bored expression, shifting his cigarette to the side of his mouth when the smaller man comes in.] Right, what took you so fucking long?

[poeticprivilege]

I had to stop and get your damn whiskey, didn't I?

[He holds up the plastic bag he's carrying, two smaller paper bags tucked inside. He takes a plastic bottle of his own out before moving to the couch, dropping the bag onto Eddie's lap. Climbing onto the back of the couch, he settles behind the bigger man and sets the bottle aside, reaching out to run his hands through his long hair]

Now relax and drink up. Gotta get you nice and loosened up before we can have any fun.

[borntolose]

Oi! [Eddie says, looking irritated as Kalvin nearly drops the bag on his bass. He plucks it off his lap and set it on the dented coffee table that mostly holds several ashtrays, magazines, and a few empty bottles and glasses. Then he carefully puts up his instrument before he lets Kalvin at his hair, grabbing a bottle out of the offered bag and opening it unceremoniously to take a few swigs.]

Yeah, I know how this works. Done it enough times meself, haven't I?

[poeticprivilege]

Yeah, yeah. [Totally eyerolling here. Not that he doesn't appreciate the bass, but Eddie was taking too long.]

[He runs his hands through the hair slowly, rubbing his fingertips into the other man's scalp, occasionally lightly scraping it with his nails.]

I meant mentally, genius, since you have to be a big baby about it and get drunk first.

[borntolose]

Yeah, fuck you, I don't have to do it at all, you know. [points out with a little growl, and then knocks back more whiskey.

He's not actually sure why he's doing this. He sure as hell never bent over for any other bloke, and while he likes Kalvin, he's not sure he likes him that much. Except he's here, and he's drinking, and he's letting the younger man pet his hair and relaxing into it a bit. There's an edge of nervousness, though, that he needs the alcohol for, and that bothers him.

The little shit just better appreciate this, is all he can think.]

[poeticprivilege]

No, you don't. [Is the serene reply, as Kalvin dropped his hands to Eddie's shoulders to give them a squeeze.] And if you want me to stop at any time, just say so. But for now, don't think about it, drink your whiskey and let me help you relax.

[borntolose]

[As Kalvin probably well knows, Eddie's pride won't let him beg off, so he just sits back and starts working on the whiskey, not saying anything.]

[poeticprivilege]

[Well, Eddie's pride is dumb. Kalvin still has to say it because as much as he wants this, he doesn't want to force it either and ruin everything between them. He wants it to be a thing that, you know, brings them together, instead of pushing them apart.]

[But as the big man's subdued for the moment, Kalvin just works on rubbing his neck and shoulders, pushing in hard with his finger tips to work out the tension and help him relax. Once that's done - likely after a few moments of silence - he lightly swats the back of Eddie's head]

Hey, take your shirt off.

[borntolose]

[Eddie grunts, and gives Kalvin a slightly annoyed look, but he does seem more relaxed, whether from the massage or the alcohol, it's hard to tell. Either way, he strips off his t-shirt to bare his hairy chest with a minimum of fuss.]

[poeticprivilege]

Thank you, stud. [He smiles, leaning down to kiss Eddie's shoulder. After a moment, he turns it into a bite with a playful growl, wrapping his arms around the round chest so that he could tease and toy with the other man's nipples.] Being such a good boy. Mmmn, I'm so happy right now!

[borntolose]

I'm not your fucking dog. [Eddie points out, though his head falls forward at the bite, and the skin of his nipples starts to harden at the attention. One hand reaches back to fist warningly in the hair at the back of Kalvin's head, but it doesn't go anywhere other than that.]

[poeticprivilege]

So, it's four in the morning, and I'm lying here, all alone, thinking about your big, fat, hard dick in my mouth.

Thinking about the way the smooth head presses against my lips, about how heavy it feels on my tongue as you push your way in.

Feel the ache in my jaw as my mouth is forced wide open, the drool dripping down my chin as I slick you up with my spit, your hand fisted tight in my hair.

Thinking about running my lips along the underside of the hard, smooth shaft, right down to your hairy, sweaty balls that smell like sex and man.

[poeticprivilege]

I'm also thinking about sunny side eggs and toast. I wonder if there's any correlation.

[borntolose]

[Well, shit, this is better than porn. And worth waking up to, two hours after he'd crashed. Weird, but good. Eddie reads over the message again, lazily reaching down to squeeze his cock, before replying.]

besides the obvious one?
you often think about that kind of thing this time of night, sweetheart?

[poeticprivilege]

Well, only sometimes. But that's because sometimes, I have someone in bed with me and I don't have to think about it, I can just do it.

So, uh, sorry babe. You just missed out on a blowjob.

Shame, because it would have been awesome.

[borntolose]

so you texted me to tell me you're not going to suck me off.
really glad i woke up for that bollocks.
now i'm going to have to wank thinking about it.

[poeticprivilege]

Well, it is 4am, and I'm at school and you're at home. Kind of hard to give blow jobs with a set up like that. I could tell you about it more, though.

Would you like me to describe how I press my face into your crotch, breathing in your sexy, manly smell while my hand keeps pumping your huge cock, so you never lose a moment of pleasure?

Or how I wrap my lips around the thick base, lightly grazing my teeth against it while suck and purr and rub my tongue ring against it.

[borntolose]

think you just did.
go on.