The scratching sound on a pencil on paper was the dominant sound in the room as Pony wrote out definitions. More than once he had to start over because he caught himself drawing pictures of Dally in the corners. Nearly five pages he had the first three words and then a random picture of Dally would pop up. He had put those papers in the desk in hopes that his boyfriend wouldn't find them. In a way he hoped that Dally was missing him as much as he was missing him. Sure he had only been gone for four days, but since they had been together, they hadn't missed a single day together.

However about two weeks ago one of Dally's aunts in New York had contacted him and invited him out for a week. He really didn't want to go, to much cheek pinching he had said making a face, but in the end he was convinced. Pony was pretty sure it had something to do with the money they were talking about giving him; but he was going to try and have some good faith.

Finally getting through the rest of his homework, he pulled out a few blank sheets of white paper. Leaning his head on his left hand, he started doodling his lover again, getting lost in a bit of thought. It wouldn't be half as bad if either Darry or Soda were home or even if one of the gang was there, alas no luck. He hadn't really even heard from Dally either, since the last time he had heard from him, Dally said he was being run around like crazy.

Giving up on the drawings he went and laid on his bed, trying to let his loneliness go along with another small problem. It wasn't like Dally had turned him into a sex maniac, but it was quite bad at times and going four days and at least three more; it was going to be annoying. Letting out a sigh, he jumped as the phone in the room with him started ringing. Rolling a bit he laughed since half the time he forgot that Darry got an extra line put in their room.

"Hello," He said putting his head back in the pillow, holding the phone to his ear.

"I'm fucking sick of this place,"

Pony let out a laugh and smiled at the aggravated tone of Dally on the other end of the line.

"You told me that before,"

"It's getting worse, my cheeks hurt like there is no tomorrow since I met a few more of my aunts today,"

"When you get back you won't have to go back for a while if you want," Pony said, rubbing his stomach.

"You know where I sleep Pony? In the room that used to be mine when I would stay here, they never changed it just added a phone,"

"Is it like, exactly how you left it?" Pony asked, cocking an eyebrow.

"Pretty much," There was a small rustling noise after a clunk.

"What was that?" Pony asked.

"Taking my shirt off, it's fucking hot in this house," Dally grumbled.

Pony licked his lips lightly and smirked, biting back a chuckle, lowering his voice. "I bet you look really hot right now, lying shirtless like that,"

Dally shivered at Pony's voice. "Oh really, what are you wearing right now?"

"Pajama bottoms and a tank top,"

"Why don't you take that shirt off for me?" Dally purred into the receiver.

Pony smirked and quickly stripped off said clothing and laid back down. "Ok, I'm out of the shirt,"

"Mmm what I wouldn't give to see you right now," Dally said, running his hand over his chest and stomach.

"What would you do to me, huh Dallas," Pony said, in a small moan, knowing how much it got Dally going to hear his full name during any kind of intimacy.

Dally let out a small moan. "Kiss you like you were my air supply, biting your bottom lip, sucking it gently,"

"Mmmmm You know I love when you do that," Pony hummed, feeling himself getting hard thinking about it.

"When I get back, I'm giving you such a pounding," Dally said undoing his jeans.

"Will I be on my knee's? Or would you be over me?" Pony asked, pushing his pants and underwear down.

"How about all of the above,"

"I can deal with that," Pony said, rubbing his palm over the head of his cock, letting a moan slip.

"Do you want to touch yourself for me?" Dally asked, pushing his pants down.

"Can I Dallas? Can I play with myself for you?" Pony asked, whining lightly.

"Fuck Ponyboy, yes," Dally gasped, shivering deeply.

"Mmmm Dally," Pony moaned as he wrapped his hand around his cock.

"You touching yourself?" Dally hummed out, his cock twitching hearing Pony's moans.

"Yea, just for you," Pony moaned, his back arching lightly off the bed. "You gonna let me hear you moan?"

"Anything for you baby," Dally said, moving his hand over his cock wrapping his fingers around it, letting a moan slip out.

"Oh Dallas, I wish you were here inside me," Pony moaned.

"I wish I was too Ponyboy, I can't tell you how much I wish I was there too, fuck I can't wait to be back," Dally moaned.

Between the moans of his lover and the feeling of his hand, Pony lost all coherent thought and settled for moaning. As each of their moans fueled the other, Pony let out a loud moan as he started getting close.

"Oh Dally, can I come?" Pony asked, with a moan.

"Yea baby, let me hear you come," Dally gasped out in a low voice.

With a final loud moan Pony came over his hand and stomach, a few seconds later he heard Dally do the same.

"Mmm," Pony hummed out, grabbing his shirt and cleaning himself off.

"Feel better?" Dally asked, fixing his pants after cleaning himself up.

"Yea, I still miss you like crazy," Pony said, pulling his pants up.

"I know you do, so do I my love," Dally said, running his hand through his hair.

"I don't think I ever want you to go anywhere again," Pony joked, smiling slightly.

"Oh trust me, I don't like being away from you either anyone been giving you trouble,"

Pony shook his head, then almost smacked himself remembering Dally couldn't see him. "Not really, dirty looks from soc's but that happens all the time anyway, but no one has tried anything, I think they are afraid that if they bother me, you'll slaughter them when you get back,"

Dally laughed and scratched his chest. "That sounds about right,"

"Big bully," Pony said, trying to stifle a yawn.

"Why don't you go to bed baby?" Dally said.

"No,"

"Why?"

"I barely have gotten to talk to you this entire time you've been gone," Pony pouted.

"I know, but don't worry I'll be back before you know it,"

"That's not soon enough damn it,"

"Don't swear," Dally chuckled. "It doesn't suit you,"

"Yea, yea,"

"Ponyboy Curtis I love you,"

Pony's sour mood went out the window the second the words left Dally lips. They both knew that Dally felt that way, but it was few and far between when he would actually say it.

"I love you too Dallas Winston," Pony smiled, hugging his pillow.

"Get some sleep and have some nice dreams of me," Dally said.

"Do you want me to have to change the sheets and gross Soda out?" Pony asked, chuckling.

"There is something wrong with you," Dally laughed.

"Fine, I'm going I'm going," Pony smiled more.

"Ok, good night Pony,"

"Night Dally, I love you,"

"I love you too," And he slipped the phone in the cradle, leaving a stunned Pony on the other side of the line.

~*~*~*~Authors Note~*~*~*~

Random phone sex. Yep pretty much.

Hope you like it.

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