LONG DISTANCE CONVERSATION Feedback: Yes please! Email: Web Page: http://netjeru.ma-at.net/SurrealArts/Annex.html Category: Slash, Langly/Byers Rating: NC/17 Status: Complete: PWP Disclaimer: Not mine, etc Archive: Lone Slasher, Basement, WWOMB, Gossamer, Ephemeral; anywhere else, just ask Summary: Langly's in Vancouver, Byers is in DC. What do you think they talk about on the phone? Oh, c'mon, please :) Hotel room, Vancouver, 8 pm Ring ring . . .. ring ring. . . . ring ring . . "Dammit, guys where are you . . . answer the damn phone someone . . . fuck, it's only 11 pm in DC, where are you all?" Ring ring . . ring ring . . . "LONE GUNMAN OFFICE, WE'RE SORRY WE CAN'T ANSWER THE PHONE NOW, PLEASE LEAVE A MESSAGE . . ." "Shit! John, answer the damn phone if you're there!" John . . . JOHN . . anyone . . . .!" SLAM. Vancouver, 8.10 pm Ring ring . . . ring ring . . . ring ring . . "Judas Priest, what are you guys doin'? ANSWER THE FUCKIN PHONE!!" ring ring . . . ring ring . . "Aahhh . . . hold on . . . pant, pant) . . . Lone Gunmen Office!" "JOHN! Wherethefuckwereyou!" "Uhhhh . . . (pant, pant) . . . good evening to you too, Ree." "Hey, babe, where were ya? Why are you out of breath? What you been up to?" "Uhhhh. . . hold on . . . . (pause) . . . that's better . . . sorry." "Mind telling me JUST what you're doin', John?" "Well ACTUALLY Ringo (sniff) I was in the shower. You got me out of the shower, happy now?" "Oh, sorry babe. Er . . . . (thinks) the SHOWER??" "Yes." "Sooo . . . you're naked?" "Ahhhh . . . (pause) . . . yes. Naked." "Naked . . ." "And wet." "Naked and wet." "Very wet." "And naked." "Except for my bathrobe." "Your dark blue bathrobe?" "Yes." (gulp) "And you're naked under it." "Yes." (licks lips) "Were you using that pine shower gel?" (laughs softly) "Yep." (breathes heavily) "Uhhhh . . god, betcha smell so good . ." (grins smugly) "Don't you wish you were here?" (sighs) "Betcha hot too, just out of the shower . . ." "Don't forget wet. DRIPPING wet, Ringo." "Hot, wet and naked . . . " (croaks) "Where are you, John?" "Um . . . in the office." (hoarsely) "Where exactly?" "By your desk." "Er . . . John . . . suppose you go sit down in my chair and make yourself comfortable?" (pause . . . creak) "Okay, I'm sitting down in your chair." "Um . . . you got your robe open or closed?" (pause) "It's open now." (swallows) "Uhhhhh . . . John . . . touch yourself for me." (evil grin) "Hold on just a minute, Ree. I got the feeling I'm way ahead of you. What are YOU wearing?" "Um . . . the Ozzy Osbourne teeshirt you gave me." "And?" (shifts restlessly) "mmmph . . . jeans . . ." "Boxers?" (twitches) "Uhhhh . . . yeah . . ." (purrs) "Can ya do something about that?" (zzziiiipppppp) "hokay . . ." "With me now?" (gasp) "Catchin' up fast . ." (whispers) "What are you doing, Ree?" (growls) "Thinkin' 'bout you . . . in my chair . . . watchin' you jerkin' yourself off . . . you're so hard, baby, arent'cha . . . (moans) "Uhhhhh . . . yeahhhhhh . . . oh Ree . . ." (grunts) "God . . . Iwannabe there . . wanna fuck ya, babe, oh you're so tight . . ." (huskily) "Fuck me, Ree, c'mon, make me scream . . ." (throatily) "Ohhhh John, you're so good . . . " (pants) "Harder, Ree, fuck me harder . . ." "Need ya, baby, oh yes, now . . ." "Cmon, Ree, nearlynearly nearly . . . aaahhhhh! Oh Ree!" (screams) OhGODJOHN I'm there! JOHN! (silence) (softly) "Ree?" "Yeah babe, you okay?" (shakily) "Oh man, yeah, oh that was good." (breathlessly) "Jeez, me too . . . " (silence) "Love you, Ree." "Love you too, Johnboy." "Guess it's not so bad after all, being 3000 miles apart?" (snort) "It has its compensations." "I still miss you." "Me too." (silence) "So . . . are you going to bed now, baby?" "Yeah, I guess so . . . just got one thing to do first." "What's that?" "I got to clean your monitor." "Ah." (pause) "With your tongue?" "REE!!" END Yeah, I kmow, very, very silly!