Title: "Ring-a-ding!"
Paring: Mostly 1x2
Warning: Oh, I'm going to get in alot of trouble for this one. This story is very much Mature rated so far as to say its NC-17. I know, we're not suppose to post those anymore but I'm not leaving this little tidbit up. More or less I'm posting it in hopes of find a good home for it. Its yaoi/slash fun at its best so everyone enjoy because come Oct 1st it's gone. From here at least.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but a perverse sense of humor
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"Mr. Maxwell?"
"Uh..?Wha?...Who'da fuck is'is?"
"Sir, I'm from you're friendly Internet security system provider and-"
"Its fuckin' three am in the mornin'!"
"Yes sir, I couldn't catch you yesterday and I wanted to be sure I had your attention for telling you all about our very usefully new system of firewalls."
"...You have gotta be shittin' me. Are you serious?"
"Yes sir, if you'll only give me a moment of your time I promise it'll be worth you're while...please."
Heero Yuy, mindless drone on the cog of telemarketing, waited patiently for an answer over the line. It was three am in his time zone too but dawn or dusk meant little to people of his profession. This was only a temp job that he could set his own hours with working from home. It gave him lots of free time to do what he really loved which was writing. Under normal circumstances Heero never said very much. Doing this job everything depended on him being able to get whoever he called into a good enough mood to listen to his rant on computer systems. It was a dull job but it paid for his housing, food, car, and his own Internet connection so he didn't feel the need to complain.
The worst part was getting on the phone with an asshole. Someone who, no matter when you called or how nice you were, just blew up at you for even existing and then hung up without so much as a "kiss my ass!" Well, most people did make time for a "kiss my ass" comment before Yuy would just mark them off his list of callers.
Thumbing his pencil against his laptop Heero decided "Mr.Maxwell, D." was going to be one of those cursing jerks that made his job that much harder by flying off the handle. Instead he was a little (but not very surprised) when the man on the other line answered with a cooing purr.
"Say that again baby."
Heero sighed. Another pervert. Still, if he could make a sale...
"Say what Mr. Maxwell?" As if he didn't know.
"Say 'please'...and add in Maxwell too." Came the cheery reply.
Heero tried not to think about how he was about to sound or about how the man on the other end crooned out his request.
"Please, Mr. Maxwell."
"Mmm...you got a sexy voice baby."
This was going no where. "Perhaps I could give you my phone number along with my extension. Then when you are fully awake and better prepared to discuss--"
"Mmm...aaah...Ooooh baby...a little longer..."
Heero did pause at hearing that accompanied by the distinct slap of skin on skin over the receiver. The manual was very clear that in cases like this the name was scratched from the list and never dialed again. Heero felt his cheeks turn red. This wasn't the first time he'd had someone on the line that thought it would be funny to harass him. It happened on average of three times a day. Except unlike before this was really starting to sound heavy on the other end with Maxwell moaning into the phone his voice coming in short gasps and pants.
Heero touched the side of his head set determined to end this conversation fast. "Mr. Maxwell are you or are you not interested in our systems?" His snarl came out huskier then he wanted it to but Heero didn't back down. Not until the man on the line answered back with a deep-throat cry of ecstasy.
"OoooH GOD!!!" The last sound Heero heard before his trembling fingers disconnected the call was the splash of something hitting the receiver.
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"Hey Y-yuy...here!"
Heero barely had time to acknowledge the jittery mail-office boy before the kid shoved a piece of paper into his hands. He was at his publishers office setting up a meeting with his editor for the next half of his book. The Japanese man looked down at the scrape of paper and scowled.
"Lonely? Bored? Horny as Hell? Call up the Preventers!!! We'll 'prevent' your love life from falling flat! First five minutes are free!" The advert was brightly colored and standing beside the 1-900 number was a positively gorgeous man dressed in deep purple silk, with long hair down to his thighs, and a mischievous smirk on his perfectly full lips. Heero frowned. "Must be airbrushed on." He thought. No one looked that good.
The grimacing dark-haired man was just about to throw the paper aside when his publisher popped up out of no where. Shoving the advert into his pocket he talked to the pink clad woman for nearly an hour before he gave up trying to negotiate a better deal and get more money from his next big project. The woman had her eyes on his body and the thought of offering her a 'good time' in exchange for a larger paycheck made his skin crawl. The lady just tried to damn hard. Or maybe he just didn't like girls. It wasn't a subject that came up very often. Actually the thought of his sexual orientation was hardly ever on his mind. It had been that morning when whoever...Mr. Maxwell... orgasm listening to his voice. Heero found that just thinking about the sound of that man's screams had his cock twitching at attention. "Maybe I'm gay." He thought idly as he walked back into his apartment building.
He shoved his hands into the pockets of his tight jeans and felt the small scrap of paper crunch under his fingers. Heero pulled it out as he came to his door and ambled inside settling down onto the couch. Looking over the man in purple with his bright strangely colored eyes and the cock of his narrow hips Heero felt his body respond again. The odds were that everyone at this number was probably ugly, old, deformed, or sadistic. There was nothing good that could come from calling this number just to hear another male's voice faking an orgasm over the phone.
Heero picked up his head set and dialed the number on the base phone. He waited a half beat before he was connected. The voice on the other end was automated greeting him with a sultry woman's purr and asking his sexual preference or "desire". Heero pushed the number two for a male and lay back on his sofa to wait. For a second he thought about opening his pants to let his cock out but then canceled that order. This was surely going to be disaster as he was no good in a conversation without a script handy. Two minutes was all he betted on. That way he could stay under the "first five minutes are free" limit and still say he'd called the number to his satisfaction. The satisfaction that it was a waste of time.
Yup, two minutes.
"Baby you can call me Duo or Lover or Slave just as long as you call for me out loud and cum all over for me."
Heero was suddenly glad he had on a headset and that the video-phone wasn't within his price range. His mouth dropped down to his chest as recognition sparked his memory.
"Mr. Maxwell????" Surely not!
There was a pause and then a slightly less confident voice replied. "Um...who is this and why do you know me?"
Heero thought quickly. He recognized Mr. Maxwell's voice...Duo's voice...but Duo didn't know who he was. If he were smart he'd just play it off as a slip of the tongue or say someone recommended him to Heero. That way he'd get to hear that beautifully rich voice call out in pleasure again. Even if it would be fake this time.
"Um...uh...I-I...got you're name from a friend...You are Maxwell right? I'm Yuy!" He spoke fast. Too fast. Heero slapped his forehead in disgust. Only a baka wouldn't call him on such an obvious lie. His only chance to save face would be to hang up now and hope this whole thing could be forgotten with sleep. To the dark haired man's surprise the voice on the other end spoke soothingly and seductively.
"Ooooh...Right! Yuy...Mmmm...Mister Yuy or would you prefer Master Yuy?" Duo's voice was teasing, sensual, and lusty. It nearly had Heero reeling with want. God he loved that husky whisper and he'd only heard it twice in one day! Heero squirmed laying out on the couch. Unconsciously a hand went down to rub the bulge in his jeans.
"Heero."
"Hmm? Am I you're sexy 'hero' in disguise?"
"Fuck yes!...I mean NO! I'm Heero...that's my name...Its Japanese." Real Smooth Yuy.
Over the line Duo chuckled and Heero thought he'd cum from just the sound of the other man's laughter. "We've got someone here who speaks Mandarin and Japanese...want me to transfer ya?"
Heero nearly leaped up from the sofa. "NO!" Calming his unusually frantic nerves Yuy tired to sound relaxed and confident. Easier said then done. "No, I...I want to talk to you." Heero blushed and rolled his eyes. If he sounded cheesy to his own ears what must this mysteriously erotic man think of him? Once again he was blessed by Maxwell's husky laugh.
"Okay then Hee-chan..." There was a pause and the clicking of a computer keyboard over the line. Heero nervously fingered his headset. "What was that?" He asked in a near whisper. Another pause before Duo's gorgeous voice murmured gently into his ear. "Never you mind baby...tell me...what do you do for a living eh?"
The questioning suddenly turning from carnal desires to chitchat threw Heero for a mental loop but he answered gamely; anything to keep Duo talking to him.
"I-uh...work in sales...phone sales." Over the line Maxwell seemed to perk with curiosity adding a teasing tone to his silken voice.
"Really? Is that all you do 'Mr. Yuy'?" Duo's snickering comments were doing serious damage to Heero's flustered brain but the Japanese man cleared his throat pausing before answering. "Well, no actually...I'm also a writer. I write articles for Sanq World News...and I'm working on a book."
"Mmm...Harlequin? Dare I hope for a sultry author of lusty porn?"
Heero blushed again closing his eyes listening to Duo. Unconscious of his own body's movements Heero's fingers moved down the zipper of his pants caressing the length of his swollen erection.
"N-no...nothing like that. I write...m-mysteries." Just the sound of Maxwell's breathing seemed to have a dizzying effect on him. What the hell was wrong with him? He'd never reacted like this to the other inappropriate sexual phone calls he'd had with customers. And he'd certainly never called up a phone-sex number like this or even responded so eagerly to a sexual situation before. Was it because this person over the line didn't know what Heero looked like? Was that it? The question of where, what, and why? The never knowing or even being able to guess who it was that was causing Heero to pant and stroke himself with just words alone?
Was it the words or the one speaking them?
Heero's hands had worked his straining cock free letting it stand tall from his body bobbing up and down with his deep breathing. In his ear Duo seemed to sense that something was going on. Moaning low in his throat he whispered in sultry delight.
"Heero...let me touch you."
Gritting his teeth Heero shook his head as if Maxwell could see his response. "C-can't do that...that's stupid! We're not in the same--"
Cutting off the blue eyed man with a moaning whimper Duo urged him on pleading. "Touch yourself baby...oh god Heero...take your cock...let me stroke it...fuck you're hand like you wanna fuck me."
Blindly obeying Heero took a firm hold of his rod imaging that it wasn't his hand he pumped into but a firm tight ass. Visions of the man in purple silk on the advertisement for Duo's 900 number flooded Heero's fantasy. That long hair free brushing his legs while the muscled slender man rode Heero's thick penis hard and deep. Heero moaned loud into the phone barely breathing. Over the line Duo responded and once again Heero heard skin on skin as on the other side of the phone Maxwell pulled his own cock.
Heero gasped for air crying out.
"D-DUO!! Please!!!"
Heero's brain hit overload as Duo's rich voice screamed his name at the top of his lungs. Cum fell from Heero's taunt rod. Falling back on the couch Heero's breathing slowly came back under his control. There was an equal amount of panting on the phone line. After a few minutes Heero focused his breathing full relaxing his body into the aftermath of the best orgasm he'd ever experienced in his short life so far. Readjusting the headset over his ears Heero hoped he didn't sound too weak from cumming.
"..Duo..."
"Yeah...yeah...I'm here baby...god that was good...fuck...so good..." Duo seemed to sound just as affected as Heero was but a part of the Japanese man's brain wouldn't let himself celebrate the fact. This was afterall an adult phone service so in all likelihood Maxwell was just a very good actor.
"I...I guess I went over the five minutes eh?" Humor wasn't Heero's strong point especially when his brain was still recovering from being sizzled.
The husky giggle (some how Maxwell's voice made even something as silly as a giggle sound erotic) from over the line set Heero's nerves back on edge with a jolt of electricity. "Don't worry bout that 'Ro. I took you off the clock just after you called."
Duo seemed to be waiting for this new nugget of information to process in Heero's mind. Once it did however nothing but questions popped up in the Japanese man's head. Who better to ask then the source?
"Why...why did you do that?" Heero stuttered, something that until tonight had hardly ever happened in his life. Conversing with the seductive Duo Maxwell seemed to an effect on his speaking faculties.
Duo's voice dropped to an intimate whisper and Heero could practically hear the grin in the man's voice.
"Just...returning the favor from this morning."
Heero's eyes opened wide. Before he could speak again though Maxwell's cheerful murmurs brought his own words to a halt.
"I can't stay out much longer or the guys will start to wonder. Hey you've got my home number and now my work line...just press the two twice next time you're on and you'll get me directly okay? Ciao lover. Don't forget to call me again sometime...We'll talk about what you're upgrade system can do for my firewall."
The line went dead with a soft click leaving Heero stunned and covered in jizz on his couch.
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Author's note: Reviews are welcome also if anyone has a tiny piece of internet where this little gem can reside let me know!