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Avery’s sitting at his desk, bored of playing skywars. For a couple minutes he silently goes through the options of what he can do. Then he taps the small call button at the top of his discord chat with Derek.
“Heyyyy!” Avery’s says excitedly into the mic as the other guy picks up. It’s already a bit late, but Derek is still awake. “Avery? What’s up?” He asks, his voice rough from tiredness, which sends shivers down Avery’s spine. Holy, his voice is hot when he’s tired. Avery doesn’t dare to say that out loud though. Instead he replies: “Wanna hop on a survival world with me?” He says it in such a tone that tells Derek he doesn’t have a choice. If he says no Avery would complain and whine until Derek plays with him.
With a sigh the guy on the other end of the call agrees. “Fine, but not too long. I was planning on going to bed a bit earlier tonight.”
“Yay!” Avery exclaims, creating a new world for them to play on.
They start the game and greet each other in the usual Minecraft manner. Crouching. “Haiiiii!” Avery punches Derek once while crouching. “I see a village over there, wanna raid it?” The slime skin suggests. Derek has to smile in real life, Avery never ceases to make him smile when they spend time. It must be the joyous energy, which Derek is addicted to.
The two boys talk a bit and then continue playing the game in comfortable silence. Derek finally breaks it, his rough voice forcing Avery out of his thoughts. “I found a ruined nether portal over there.” Avery feels his body heat up as he hears Derek’s tired voice. It just seems to do thing to his body. An uncomfortable warmth starts pooling down there and Avery knows he has to do something, but he tries to ignore it for now.
“Uhhh yeah, let’s check it out.” He mumbles, trying to focus on anything else but his friends voice.
Everytime Derek says something, sparks of pleasure erupt on Avery’s skin, making it prickle. His arousal gets harder to ignore as his member is pressed against his shorts. He lets out an annoyed groan. Why now? He asks himself. “You good?” Derek asks on the other side, hearing the groan. “Yeah, fine.” Avery mumbles. He can’t tell Derek that he’s two seconds away from just jerking off to him.
A silence stretches between them and Avery has to stop himself from groaning in frustration. He can’t even focus on the game anymore as he almost dies to a zombie.
“Derek.” He whispers into his microphone and Derek instantly answers with a humming sound. “Hmm?”
“Can you talk? Just about anything, I don’t care what, please just talk to me.” Avery doesn’t care how whiny he sounds, he just need to hear the other guys voice. He hopes that Derek is oblivious enough and thinks that Avery is just tired of the silence instead of being extremely turned on by Derek’s voice.
“Uhhh, sure.” The other guy says as he starts ranting about his favorite topics. Books, riddles and so on.
Derek has a suspicion what Avery is up to, but decides to play along, talking about anything to help the other guy reach his orgasm.
Avery’s hand moved from his keyboard over to his crotch where he slowly massages the hardness covered by his shorts and boxers. He barely had enough self restraint to hide himself in a dirt hole so he wouldn’t die while he’s “busy” with something else. He just rubs his hand against it, hoping the friction would help release some of the pressure, but it only gets worse, making it build up more and more. He lets out a small hum, but quickly bites his lip, hoping that the microphone didn’t pick up the sound.
Derek keeps talking, but Avery blocks it out, only focusing on the rough undertone that makes his body tingle and his dick hard.
He needs more. The friction isn’t enough, so he slowly lowers his hand into his boxers, skin on skin. He feels the precum beads on the tip of the dicks head.
His hand starts to move faster, pushing it into his boxers and it gets harder and harder to suppress his moans. He bites his lower lip even more in hope that’ll help cover up the sounds. Unfortunately for Avery he only gets more turned on as Derek’s voice gets even deeper. He has no idea what the other guy is ranting about, all he cares about is that he hears that hot voice. “Just… just keep going…” Avery’s breathing is ragged and Derek raised and eyebrow, which Avery can’t see, but still continues to talk.
Avery feels the orgasm build up inside of his body, all of the heat pooling at his crotch and he knows he’s close. He’s too drunk on the lust to even hide the shameful sounds slipping past his quivering lips. His thighs shake and his eyes are rolled back in pleasure.
Unfortunately for Avery, Derek noticed what the guy is up to on the other side of the call. He grins, imagining how cute Avery must look right now. From the ragged breathing, Derek can tell that Avery is close. He decides to help push his “friend” over the edge.
“Come for me, Avery.” Derek mutters in that deep voice and that pushes Avery over the edge. He moans Derek’s name loudly as he finishes in his shorts.
Everything is sticky and his cum already starts seeping through his shorts. Avery knows he’ll have to clean that up eventually.
His hand still rests gently on his member, dragging up and down slowly.
After a couple moments where Avery rides out the aftershock he comes back to his senses and realizes what he has done. “You heard all of that, didn’t you…?” He asks, his face flushing red. “Yeah. I did.” Derek replies, but before Avery can say anything or apologize he adds: “and I think it was quite hot. You being turned on this easily just from my voice.” He hums.
“I think I have to experiment with that when we’re having a sleepover.”