... So, I sucked in a breath and complied, flicking the tender head of my cock just as he ordered. I wince audibly, groaning in discomfort, yet something unexpected happens all at once. I felt pleasure, pleasure mixed with pain, and I liked it. What's more, I'm moaning while the pain washes over me.

What the fuck?

Is it because Jae told me to do it? Why did this turn me on even more?

"Have you complied?"

"Yes Master." I grit out, dragging my hand through my hair roughly.

"Good boy. Now, tell Master; how did that feel, Lucas?"

"G-good... bad... I don't know. I liked it." I babble hoarsely, panting as I fight the urge to touch myself again.

"Curious." He purrs, taking what sounds like a drag off his smoke. "Seems like somebody might have some masochistic tendencies."

"Mm..." I moan, struggling to calm my racing heart.

"You're more obedient than I anticipated, Lucas. I'm proud of you. Now as to the matter of you coming..." His voice drifts off as he exhales more smoke, humming in thought. "Master has decided he will allow it on the condition you not cum until he tells you to, understand? That is, if there isn't more disobedience on your end, Lucas."

"Y-yes Master," I whimper into the receiver, riddled with true concern that I might nut the second I start touching myself.

"Spit on your cock, Lucas. Go on."

"Yes, Master." I comply, a soft moan escaping my lips as I gather saliva in my mouth and spit it all over my cock. Just the sensation of anything touching me there makes me want to scream.

"Good boy, Lucas. How did it feel?" he murmurs.

"It feels like torture." I breathe out, watching my spit slowly dribble down the length of my cock.

"Master..."

"Yes, Lucas?"

"Is, um... is yours out also?" I drop my flushed face in embarrassment.

Jae laughs. "How sweet of you to ask, Lucas. Would you like it to be?"

"Yes sir," I murmur coyly.

"You've made Master very hard; you know. His hand will suffice for now, but it's a shame he can't fuck your throat to fix that." Jae's words elicit more desperate noises to escape me, the need to touch myself now reaching critical.

"Please!" I beg. "Please let me touch myself, Master!"

"You're just so desperate... it's both adorable and pathetic. Go on then." Jae purrs, voice now very much laden with his own need. A soft groan of pleasure escapes him, and I suspect he's begun to stroke himself.

I spit on my hand more and wrap it around my cock, moaning with relief at the sensation. My breathing becomes more labored as I watch my slick cock slip between my hand as I jerk myself, running my thumb around the tip, while a few more beads of pre-come dribble out. Fuck it feels good. I put my phone in the crook of my neck, afraid to put it on speaker for fear of Penny overhearing things she shouldn't. I hastily move my food out of the way and plop down on my side, and coat my fingers in saliva, reaching down to brush my fingertips over my hole. I return to working my cock, but my rhythm becomes more erratic as I get close, and I slip a finger into my ass slowly then, exploring myself just as I like. Anal play is relatively new to me, but I've been experimenting with it for the last two months or so with my fingers. I've not tried two fingers yet, and I'm kind of nervous. I can't imagine Jae's cock fitting in my ass, but I want it to.

"Tell master again who's bitch you are," Jae's labored voice demanding and gruff on the other end, interrupts my stupid ADHD brain.

"Yours..." I moan, imagining Jae's cock inside me, Jae's hand around my throat, Jae's hot, sweaty body flush against mine as he fucks me stupid.

"That's right you sick little fuck. Begging a perfect stranger to use your virgin ass? You pretty little whore." He grits out, and I can hear his breathing become more and more erratic as we continue our little game.

"Fuck me, Master." I babbled, drunk on his words; each deprecating comment causing me to moan and buck my hips. I try to slow the urgency of my stroking down, fucking my hole slow and deep with my middle finger...

"You fuck yourself like this at home often, Lucas? Pathetic, alone, and desperate for a real cock to fill that virgin cunt..." Jae hisses, a deep, low groan escaping his lips.

"I-I'm close, Master!" I whine.

Jae let's out a pleased hum, "don't you fucking dare, Lucas."

A pathetic whimper escapes my lips as I stop stroking, pausing to suck in breaths, finger-fucking myself even slower. "Y-yes, Master."

"Good boy, Lucas. Now put your hand down."

He's forcing me to edge myself. Fuck.

"Please, no!" I protest, hating to lose the high I'm so close to hitting.

"A good dog heels when it's master orders, Lucas. Are you a good dog or a bad dog?" He asks curtly.

"I'm... a good dog." 

"Good, then you'll heel and do what I say, you needy fucking bitch." He barks.

I closed my eyes, trying to distract myself from my desperation, and withdrew my finger from my ass in great dissatisfaction. "Yes, Master."

Jae's breathing gets heavier upon hearing my response, and it's fucking killing me not to touch myself. If I started touching myself again, though, would he know? Maybe I could, hide it? 

"Get on FaceTime, you disobedient little bitch." He hisses on the other end of the line.

"Wh-what?" I gasp, chest heaving as I stare at my erection, realizing he wants to watch me cum. Also, how did he know? How'd he know I was considering disobedience?

Fuck this is so fucking hot. I needed this. It may very well be my immature teenage brain, but I don't just want Jae Hoffman to fuck me, I need him to fuck me. I need this man in me.

I bite my lip and drop my head back against the wall in silence, sucking in air.
I mean, shit. I've never jerked off in front of anybody before, even when I had a girlfriend.

"You heard Master, Lucas. If you want to cum, you'll follow my orders. Or you can suffer blue balls the rest of the night, your choice, pet."

Pet.

"Fuck," I groan, that last word did it for me, and I find myself hitting the FaceTime button on my phone before I could think further.

I push my computer further back to give myself room and prop my phone up on the screen, but soon realize I can't see Jae; he's kept his camera turned off.

"There he is." Jae chuckles, his voice raspy and labored.

"Look at you, undone and panting like a bitch in heat." He purrs darkly, and I can hear Jae working his cock.

"Can I see you, Master?" I ask shyly, hopeful he'll throw me a bone.

"I think not, pet."

I groan and exhale shakily, unable to hide my pouting. I wish I could see his cock, and I bet he's fucking big. Is there a way to tell how big he is by the sound he makes when he jerks? I wonder... I'm desperate, okay? As if that wasn't clear enough. This man makes me fucking thirsty.

"You're so pretty, even prettier when you pout. But pouting won't get you a treat this time, pet. Now go on, then. Fuck yourself."

I don't hesitate, spitting more on my hand I start to touch myself the way I like best, pleasure building rapidly as I jerk off, and slip my finger back into my ass.

"I'm not gonna last, Master."

Jae groans, his need I suspect as critical as mine at this point, but he says nothing for several strained moments. It feels like he's just enjoying watching me.

Finally, he speaks.

"My, my, look at you go, Lucas. How does it feel, a finger in your ass?" His voice dark with arousal, with need.

"Good, so fucking good, but I wish...w-wish it was your cock." I groan out, head lolling forward as I start massaging my prostate.

"Aw, pretty boy, you're just gonna have to wait. Now cum, my pet." He orders, and... I do. Breathless moans slip from my mouth as the orgasm hits me, pleasure rushing through my body. All the tension leaves me, with my come spilling onto my hand and stomach as I lay there. All I feel is relief. I can see myself dimly lit on FaceTime, hair a sweaty mess, finger still working my ass slowly, come-laced fingers running themselves over my cock. Hell, I do look like a bitch in heat, and if it's for Jae... well, I kind of like it.

I can hear his labored breathing build as he mutters a curse, a gruff moan escaping him as he too comes.

We sit in silence in the aftermath of our release, and I can't help but smile weakly, because this is the hottest fucking thing I've ever experienced.
I've had phone sex plenty of times, and sexted, but none of that could rival this.

"Fuck, you're so very pretty..." Jae murmurs, his breathing steadying as he comes down from the high of his orgasm. I drop my face a bit, feeling somewhat shy. His comment is unexpectedly sweet, and seemingly laced with true appreciation somehow. Truth be told, it caught me off guard. Nobody's ever said something like that to me before, especially not in the context of any sexual relationship.

"Thank you..."

"I think... we're going to have fun together." Jae chuckles, and I can hear him light up another smoke in the background.

"I sure fucking hope so," I smirk, reaching for the box of tissues I keep on my nightstand to clean myself up.

Jae exhales heavily, voice relaxed and satisfied.
"I suppose I underestimated you Lucas, you seem far more... eager than I'd anticipated."

"I told you!" I smirk, sticking my tongue out teasingly. I right myself and grab my phone, putting my laptop and food on the side table.

"I suppose you did, but I'll be honest I hadn't expected our little conversation to take such a dirty turn." Jae laughs, taking another drag off his smoke.

"Master... or Jae—" I begin.

"Jae is fine for now, Lucas." He interjects. If a voice could be smirking, I'd say Jae Hoffman's was doing just that. How can a voice smirk? I don't know, but his can.

"Uh, okay. Jae... so. Um, please tell me we can do this again, right? Promise you won't ghost me o-or something?" I ask, feeling shyer and more desperate the more I speak.

He just chuckles softly. "I'm not going to ghost you, Lucas. I'm wondering how you're feeling right now—we can discuss a repeat of this kind of play tomorrow."

I hum to myself and slip my boxer-briefs back up, nestling under the covers. "What do you mean?" I prop the phone up next to my pillow, watching the blackened screen intently.

"What I said is what I meant, Lucas. How do you feel?"

I let out a yawn and stretched a bit, nestling my head onto my pillow as I thought.
"I feel good... happy, excited, curious. Sort dirty, but in a good way. Why?"

My yawn seems to infect Jae, and I hear him stifle one on the other end of the line before speaking. I still can't see his face, but I can see the glow of his smoke as he puts it out. "The kind of thing we just did, even if only over the phone, can sometimes evoke many kinds of feelings afterwards, and not all of them good. Just wanted to make sure you're feeling okay, cause I'm guessing you've never done something like this before, yeah?"

I smiled a bit to myself, because what we'd done was basically an ongoing fantasy of mine come to fruition in real life, not just in my naughty imaginings at night.
I've been following this guy called LeatherDaddy89 on OnlyFans for months now, and the type of shit he does makes me come so hard. I'd only dreamt of being punished and pleasured by some smoldering jock, like Jae, yet here I am.

"Look, Jae. I know I'm young, and that I can do stupid things, but I know what I want. I know what I've fantasized about for months now. I don't have all the answers, and I'm new to this kind of thing in every type of way, but the one thing I do know is that I loved what we did, and I'm only gonna want more."

Jae's end of the line is silent for a bit, save for a soft exhale. If I could guess, I'd say Jae was giving me a crooked smile right now.

"Does uh... that answer your question?" I add awkwardly, fiddling with my sheets some.

"Yeah, Lucas. It does." He says, and now I think Jae must be smirking.

We sit there for a while in silence, but for once the silence doesn't bother me. I stare at the screen, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jae. Is he shirtless? Better yet, naked? I'd be content enough just to see his face. He's so gorgeous, and I never thought I'd find myself drooling this hard over somebody I'd just met, yet here I am. I know I'm hopeless, but isn't this type of infatuation normal for teenagers? I hate to admit it, but I know what I am. Legal adult as I may be, talking with Jae in a way has made it crystal clear to me how inexperienced, and young I am.

My eyelids are starting to feel heavy, as my body relaxes deeper into the mattress, all my blankets enveloping me like a warm embrace.

It's nice and all, but I wish it was Jae's body next to mine. I wish he was holding me right now. I know we're strangers, aside from the carnal nature of our unlikely connection, but I'm a creature who craves physical touch like nothing else, if only just for one night.

"Jae?" I yawn again, rubbing my sleepy eyes to stay awake. I need to go formally clean myself up, but I'm too tired at the same time. There's never a night I go to sleep without brushing my teeth at the very least, but I'm starting to worry that I might just melt into the mattress and pass out any moment now.

"Hmm?" He sounds tired too, but content, and it makes feel a bit smug that I of all people in this town got to fuck around with Jae tonight. Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself, but I feel almost... giddy.

"You'll, um... you'll be there tomorrow, right? When I wake up?"

"Yes, Lucas. I'm not gonna disappear into thin air." He chuckles. "I mean what I say, and I say only what I mean, okay?"

"Okay..." I mumble.

"Get some sleep, pretty boy." He says gently. "I'll shoot you a text in the morning to check in on you, okay?"

"O-okay!" I stutter quietly, heart racing at the thought of waking up to a text from this man. "Thanks, Jae... by the way. For tonight."

"You're welcome, Lucas. I enjoyed it very much. Now get some rest." He says with a soft finality, and I know it's time to hang up.

I just don't want to, though.

"Goodnight, Jae."

"Goodnight, Lucas."

I sigh with satisfaction as the line goes dead, and then set my alarms and plug my phone in for the night. It feels silly to already be so anxious for a text from this man, the stranger I just came for, the stranger I fingered my ass for... the man who pulled me over this morning. But I decided not to feel guilty for being anxious or excited.

I'm young, right? I can be this way, I can be giddy and moonstruck by Jae Hoffman, if I wish. They say nothing is for certain in life, but what's certain for me is that I know won't just be satiated with this evening alone.

I won't be satisfied until Jae Hoffman has had me every which way... and I can only suspect that Jae knows that too. We both want each other, I can feel it, and it feels naughty and forbidden, but I like that too.

Snuggling deeper beneath my covers, I decided to give up on doing anything else but shutting my eyes and passing out. Usually I'm exhausted every night, but Jae, Jae Hoffman is at fault this evening, and that makes me smile. I decide to shoot him one last text, like the desperate little shit I am.

"Sleep well, Jae."