“Wherever you want,” Mike said simply. “I’ve got enough frequent flier miles for us to go anywhere you’d like. Panama City, or maybe even down to Fort Lauderdale or Key West.” His eyes sparkled. “Maybe a gay resort?”
Tommy’s heartbeat sped up. “Wow, that sounds… great.” And terrifying. And illicit. And a whole bunch of other adjectives, all of which made his mouth dry and his body tingle. “Do I have to decide right now?”
Mike laughed. “No. We can talk about it when I see you next Saturday. You’ve only got this next week before spring break begins, that right?”
He nodded.
“Well then, it can wait till next weekend. We can always try to book something last minute. The main thing is, you have a think about where you’d like to go.” He lifted his eyebrows. “That’s assuming, of course, that youdowant to go away with me.”
“Oh, I do!” Tommy hurried to assure him. He smiled. “I’ve never been on a plane before.”
Mike chuckled. “This is turning out to be a year of firsts for you, isn’t it?” He grinned. “So, did you manage to get through the week without peeking at my present?”
Tommy laughed. “You don’t have much faith in me, do you?” He grabbed the gift and held it where Mike could see it. “There. Satisfied?”
“Well, that depends.” Mike’s voice suddenly had this husky quality that went straight to Tommy’s dick. “Is the door locked like I said?”
“Uh-huh.” Tommy swallowed.
“No chance we’re gonna be disturbed?” Quieter.
“Uh-uh.”
“Then open it.”
Tommy tore at the paper, ripping it to shreds and tossing it onto the floor. He was holding a plain cardboard box, no indication of its contents. He lifted the lid and… stared.
“Well, take it out.” There was an impatient edge to Mike’s voice.
Tommy lifted out the dildo, which had lain on a cushion of tissue paper, and the small bottle of lube. “You bought me a dildo?” It was long and thick, a vibrator protruding from its base with a small dial that turned.
“Not exactly.” Well, damn. Mike was blushing. “Look closely at it.”
Tommy turned the dildo over in his hands and examined it. There was something familiar about it. With a rush of heat, he realized what he was looking at. “Mike… this isyourcock.”
Mike grinned. “Good boy. Nice to know you’re paying attention when you’re on your knees sucking me off.” Tommy’s cheeks were on fire. “I bought a kit that lets you make a cast of your dick. Then you clone your cock.” He chuckled. “I figured ifIcouldn’t be there in body, I could at least send part of me.”
Tommy felt the heat flush over his whole face. He traced the contours of Mike’s dick, captured in silicone. Damn, it even had that thick vein that ran along the top, the one Tommy liked licking, ’cause it always made Mike shudder.
“Tommy.”
He jerked his head up, lost in his own little carnal world, and swallowed hard when he saw Mike on screen. His lover had set the laptop at a distance from him at the foot of the bed, and now Tommy could see Mike was naked, his legs spread, knees bent, his hand gently stroking that rigid cock.
“Tommy, you’re wearing far too many clothes.” Mike grinned. “Take ’em off.”
Oh… wow. He put down the dildo on the seat cushion beside him, then placed the laptop next to it. In a daze, Tommy rose to his feet and took off his T-shirt, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. He couldn’t believe he was doing what Mike had asked, just because he’d asked it.
“It would be better if I could see you.” Mike’s voice sounded muffled coming from the speaker underneath the laptop, “so I’m just imagining you stripping for me.” That husky quality again. It added to the whole…wickedfeel of the situation. Tommy fumbled with his belt, all fingers and thumbs. “You gone shy on me, Tommy?”
Heart quaking, Tommy stepped into the camera’s field of vision. Mike smiled.
“Oh, look at you.”
The way he was staring at Tommy sent blood rushing to his dick and made him feel light-headed and dizzy. He lowered the zipper on his jeans and pushed them down, stepped out of them and then straightened, feeling so self-conscious.
“God, you have a gorgeous cock.”
Fire rushed through him at Mike’s words, the whole situation still with that illicit feel to it.
