My stomach twists as my past wars with my present. If I’m honest with myself, I still have feelings for the faceless stranger who calls himself mine, but they now coexist alongside these newer feelings for Jaxon. I don’t know how to cope with the conflicting emotions, but I don’t have time to dwell on it.Mycowboy is online right now, and I can either walk away and let these feelings fade with time, or I can give in and figure out the rest later. I think I’ve deprived myself enough lately.
Jaxon
With my bandana in place, I set my camera in the usual spot and hit the live stream button for the first time in weeks. Having Callie living on the ranch has me wound up tighter than a barbed wire fence. Every day is a goddam test of wills.
I'm constantly fighting the urge to walk across the hall, sweep her into my arms, and take her right then and there. The only thing stopping me is the knowledge that she has no clue who I am. Would she want me if she knew?
Several screen names appear in the chat box as the live stream begins. I recognize a few, but none of them is the one I want to see most. Knowing it’s been Callie all along has only intensified that longing.
I reach one hand back and tug my shirt off over my head. The thirst comments come flooding in faster than I can read them, and I can’t help but feed off their energy. Who doesn’t love having their ego stroked every now and again? It activates my online persona, and I turn up the heat, slowly unzipping my jeans.
They’re here for a show, and I’m here to relieve some tension. It’s a mutually beneficial arrangement. It’s not about the money for me. I get off on this as much as they do.
With my gaze focused on the screen, I wrap my fist around my cock.
“Did you miss me?” I ask in a low, gravelly voice.
The comment section turns from playful to downright filthy in a blink.
Mercy_squirt: I want you to rearrange my guts like an excel spreadsheet
Jorkingking: Named my throat daycare, feel free to drop your children off there.
Smuthunny69: My jaw dropped... like in preparation.
kittykisser80085: I just know it hits the cervix.
Omega_vers: The things I'd let this man do to me...
I stroke my shaft from root to tip, paying special attention to the row of barbells along the underside. My mind instantly conjures images of Callie lying on my bed, naked and begging me to take her. I can’t help but envision myself sinking inside of her slowly, one inch at a time, as her lush body molds to mine. I replay the memory of her quiet sighs and whimpers of ecstasy, and my cock grows impossibly hard.
I groan, working myself faster. “God. Your perfect cunt feels so fucking good wrapped around my cock.”
At first, it was strange to roleplay fucking strangers on the internet, but it got easier over time. Now it's like a fun game I get to play with them.
“Fuuuuuck, baby. I’m gonna come so hard. Fill you up so good you’ll be dripping.”
My heart stutters as another subscriber joins the stream.
“Hey, Alley Kat,” I whisper seductively.
I never call out anyone by name, but I can’t fucking resist her. Not anymore. Knowing she’s just across the hall adds a whole new level of danger to what we’re doing, and Callie has no fucking idea.
I zero in on her response, ignoring the rest of the commentary.
Alley_Kat: Hey Cowboy.
Fuck me.
I can’t help but imagine those words coming from Callie’s perfect fucking mouth. What I wouldn’t give to have her with me right now. Is she lying in bed across the goddamn hall, all splayed out on the mattress with her gorgeous curves on display?
If I keep up this line of thinking, I’ll come way too soon. I slow my movements. “Are you touching yourself for me?”
Alley_Kat: Do you want me to?
Fuck. She has me on the edge without trying. “More than you know, baby.”
The comments respond to the overtly personal interaction, reminding me we aren’t alone.
