Chapter 7

John didn't think his day could drag on any longer, Thursdays were hell, he had calculus first thing in the morning which he often found himself nodding off during these past few weeks due to his late nights, then political science just after noon. All he could do was think of his unexpected present from his strange friend. It really did seem like a waste to let such an item go unused… John snapped out of his thoughts, he had completely zoned out in the middle of his teacher's lecture. He tried reminding himself that he wasn't even interested in that sort of thing, only girls and a good old fashioned wank thank you very much. But he found he couldn't help but wonder what it must be like, after all, there seemed to be a lot of people that did seem to enjoy, perhaps he was being too rash in not giving it a try first.

John had gotten used to sneaking into his dorm quietly just in case Sherlock had already hacked his skype account and was talking away at the empty room. The night before however he had taken the precaution of turning his computer off. He locked his door, taking a moment to check the thickness of the walls, which appeared to be adequate. John brought out the slim smooth toy in question and swallowed hoarsely. It was firm yet soft at the same time. He carefully set it on the desk and looked at it for a moment, admiring the subtle curve and smooth texture. The box still sat just beneath his desk, he eyed it for a moment, only then noticing a small container inside. Curious, he brought the box closer and pulled the item out, it was a small bottle of lube that had apparently come with the purchase.

"Oh god…" He so easily could use it, that was why Sherlock had gotten it for him after all wasn't it?

With a small smile he picked the device back up, the small USB stick falling out.

"Oh… OH." Shit. John had forgotten it worked by being plugged in. What the hell was he supposed to do? Whenever he turned his computer on, skype would come up and Sherlock was almost always online. He hadn't planned it like that had he? No, that couldn't be it. Why would he anticipate something as strange as that? Perhaps he could just sign out of skype and pretend to be busy, which to be fair was an accurate statement.

Nervously he booted his computer up, as luck would have it, it was one of the rare occasions that Sherlock wasn't online. John grinned at his good fortune, although he supposed he wouldn't actually be aware of what he was doing unless they were using the camera…

"No, no, I am not going to start thinking like that."

Whether his friend was aware of it or not, John simply could not do That if Sherlock was online and his computer was on. That was just not acceptable. He could probably hack the microphone and accidentally hear him or some such rubbish.

John clicked out of his skype account and plugged the device in, the box claimed it had a range of 25 yards. He wasn't sure why anyone would need the range to be so long, but he wasn't about to question it as he plopped down on his bed that was on two feet from his desk anyway.

He bit down on his lower lip, he couldn't believe he was really about to do this. He quickly disrobed and discarded his clothes to the floor. A small button on the bottom of the toy would cause the computer to start playing music and cause it to begin moving, but John decided to save that for a bit.

John set the toy down and started by simply stroking himself, he knew it might take some encouragement to build up to the task at hand. He removed the cap to the lube and slicked up his fingers, slowly inserting one inside himself with a small wince. He sat on his knees, legs spread for a better angle as he slowly started fucking himself. One hand played with his balls lightly as he slowly stretched himself till he thought he could push the toy in without much pain.

The sleek surface made it easier, pushing it deep inside and waiting for his body to adjust to the new presence. He wasn't sure why but the overwhelming fullness it made him feel was amazing. A loud moan escaped his throat, instantly turning his cheeks red as he hoped the walls between his room and the next were enough to conceal it.

"Oh God!" John hit his prostate dead on, it was almost enough to make him come but he held back, not wanting to finish so soon. "Fuck…" he slowed down a bit, it was time to see what this toy could really do. John swallowed thickly, glad that his desk and computer were close enough so that he only needed to lean over to press 'play.' It didn't matter too much what song he picked, only the actual beat mattered, control the sensation inside of him. He had hit a random song, The Cloud Atlas Symphony, John wasn't even sure when or why he had downloaded it. The results were instant. The toy inside him began vibrating, slowly at first but it built up and intensified so powerfully. He was sure he had never played the song before but somehow it was eerily familiar to him, comforting in a way he had never known.

There was a bleep that didn't go with the rest of the music, confusing him at first, the second time it happened he knew it was about to send him over the edge.

"aaah" John could barely move, but he looked up at the screen to see what was making the sound, in his haze he hadn't recognized it. "Shiiiit" the out of place beep was complementing the musical piece far too well with how it caused the vibrator to move and change. His screen showed that he had accidentally clicked the wrong button earlier when he thought he had turned skype off, it was actually only in his menu bar. "Fuck fuck…." The noise he only recalled now was his skype alerts that Sherlock was messaging him. He knew at this rate his friend was going to make him come.

John? -Deducing Otter

Are you there? -Deducing Otter

The symphony's music sped up towards the end, John didn't recognize the sounds that were coming out of him as he lost himself so far in the ecstasy that he no longer cared that Sherlock was causing the best part.

The screen showed a pencil meaning Sherlock was writing something, but the delay in knowing another out of place beep was coming was driving him crazy. It was painstakingly long.

You're using it aren't you? ~Deducing Otter

The sound/ vibration, had ripped a moan straight of him, his hips thrusting forward instantly as he started to climax.

I knew you would like it. –Deducing Otter

"Bloody- bastard-" John was near breathless, did Sherlock know what he was doing to him?

Working? –Deducing Otter

Each new message made his orgasm speed up and continue, riding the pleasure out.

I hope –Deducing Otter

You're –Deducing Otter

Enjoying –Deducing Otter

It. –Deducing Otter

: ) –Deducing Otter

John collapsed onto the bed, completely spent. He pulled the device out, knowing Sherlock was either mocking him or toying with him now.

You're a bastard, you know that? –Captain Hedgehog


A/N: I don't know if this was good or just funny... it wasn't meant to be funny, but midway through I realize yea, it's a little funny.

And sorry for late update.