Ville settled down on the end of the bed, putting his laptop on the dresser, and logged into his email. It had been a long day and he hated going to bed without Bam. But his husband was on tour again.
It was great for Bam, things had already started going really well for the younger man and he was so happy for him but it didn't change the fact that he missed him desperately.
One thing that had really helped apart from the constant exchange of phonecalls and emails, was Bam's growing use of the digital video camera he'd bought him for their first anniversary. As well as videos of him skating and generally doing stupid stunts with his friends, Bam had taken to making little personal videos just for him and emailing them to him regularly.
He waited for the download to complete and opened the film, smiling softly as Bam's face appeared on the monitor, blue eyes smiling, curls flopping over his forehead.
“Hey baby!” Bam waved. He too was sitting on the end of a bed.
“Hei kulta,” Ville murmured, turning the volume up a bit.
“Well, I just had a fucking fantastic day skating. The demo went really well. Man, I wish you'd seen it. I didn't manage to get much filmed but I'll be sending you more skating footage soon, even though I know it bores you.” He laughed and Ville shook his head.
“Nothing you do bores me,” he said softly.
“And I bet you just denied it but I know you prefer to watch me skate in person baby, don't tell me different.” He grinned at the camera.
“You know me too well,” Ville laughed.
“Trouble is baby, demos make me horny and knowing I can't drag you away somewhere so you can fuck me is really hard.” Bam paused, quirking a smile at him through the monitor. “In fact, I'm really hard.”
“I'll bet you are,” Ville snorted. “Are you going to show me?”
“You wanna see baby?” Bam grinned wider, spreading his legs so Ville could see the bulge pressing at the crotch of his pants. He licked his lips, his own pants tightening uncomfortably.
“All I can think about is what I'd do to you if you were here right now and it just makes me harder.” Bam unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and slid his hand inside, rubbing himself slowly. “Bet you want to know what I'd do to you, don't you baby?”
“Stop teasing love,” Ville said, quickly unbuttoning himself and hitching his pants down to release his already aching cock. He leaned back on one elbow to keep watching, wrapping his fist round his dick with his other hand.
“I know I'm teasing,” Bam said with a quick grin as he shifted slightly, pushing at his pants so Ville could finally see the gorgeous, hard length of his cock.
“Do you miss it baby?” Bam asked, grasping himself tightly with one hand.
“What, your cock?” Ville chuckled. Of course he did.
“No, not just my dick baby, come on,” Bam grinned again, starting to stroke himself slowly. “My hand, my mouth... uh God,” he broke off with a moan and Ville's dick jerked with need. He missed everything about his lover and Bam knew that.
“Bet you miss my mouth,” Bam gasped. “I know I miss using it on you. Kissing you, licking you, biting you but best of all, sucking your cock into my mouth. God I miss how good you taste, how good you feel in my mouth baby.”
Ville groaned quietly, tightening his grip and quickly matching Bam's increasingly fast strokes. He loved Bam's blowjobs, the younger man so blatantly enjoyed every second and was so unbelievably enthusiastic and skillful that just the memory had him on edge far too quickly.
“Mmm baby, I bet you're so ready for me,” Bam moaned as he dropped back on the bed, his position mirroring Ville's. “But I wouldn't let you come, you know why?”
“Why love?” Ville breathed, hips moving urgently with his hand, desperate for completion already.
“Because I've been empty for far too long Ville, I really need that big, beautiful dick inside me. Need you to fuck me so bad baby.”
“Oh God Bam,” Ville groaned, jacking himself harder as his groin tightened and need started to overwhelm him.
“When I get home I want you to fuck me so hard, I want you to slam your cock so deep I'll feel it for the rest of my life... oh fuck Ville, I'm gonna come, baby, please come with me.”
Ville jerked up into his fist, the vision of his lover's face tight with pleasure, body shaking, sent him over the edge as he watched Bam shoot over his hand, and he came hard, shuddering, barely preventing himself from collapsing back onto the bed.
“Oh fuck,” Bam gasped from the monitor. “Fuck, I hope you came too baby, I miss coming with you.”
“I miss it too,” Ville gasped, panting heavily.
“Damn it, I miss you.”
“I know love, I miss you too.” Ville sighed quietly. The videos were bittersweet. He looked forward to every one, enjoyed watching them all but at the end, he just felt empty and alone.
“Baby?”
He glanced up at the screen again.
“I love you. Will you please call me now? I don't care what time it is, I need to hear your voice... I always need to hear your voice. I think I'm driving Tosh insane playing your songs over and over.”
Ville smiled softly. “Of course I will.”
“Love you baby.” Bam leaned over and pressed a kiss to the camera lens, then the video finished.
“I love you too, sweetheart,” Ville sighed. He scooted up the bed, not even bothering to clean himself up, and grabbed the phone, dialling quickly.
“Baby!” Bam squealed excitedly.
“Hello my darling,” Ville said, heart swelling happily at the sound of his beloved's voice. “I got the email...”
the end