JC reached over and pulled the ringing phone to his ear. “Mmm?” “Jayce?” “Mmm?” “Are you awake?” “Justin?” “Yeah.” “Justin.” “Yes, Justin.” JC peered at the clock. “Justin! It’s eight in the morning!” “I know, I’m sorry.” “Why are you calling so early?” Justin’s voice softened. “I wanted to be the first to wish you happy birthday.” “Oh.” “Happy birthday, C.” “Thanks.” JC smiled at Justin’s words. “I’m sorry I’m not there.” “S’okay, Baby J.” “No, no it’s not.” Justin’s pout was evident, even 3000 miles away. “We’re always together for your birthday, but…” “I know. Scheduling sucks.” “Yeah.” “Yeah.” “Why don’t you come to Philadelphia?” Justin asked, his voice hopeful. “I wish I could, but…” “Oh, yeah.” “Yeah.” “I miss you.” “Mmm…I miss you, too.” “I bet you’re all warm in bed, aren’t you?” Oh, this could be interesting, JC thought. “Maybe.” “In just your boxers, right?” “Nope.” Justin swallowed audibly. “No? That means you’re…” “Totally bare, baby.” “Arrgh…” “How about you?” “I’m dressed and at the venue already.” JC rolled his eyes at Justin’s lack of romance. “Is there a lock on the door?” “Jayce…” “Come on, J…it’s my birthday…” “Okay, hold on.” A clunk sounded as Justin put down the phone. “Okay, I’m back.” “Good.” JC said, stretching out on the bed, and slipping a hand under the covers. “I can feel your hands on me…” “Me, too…” “You’re hot…hard…taste so good…” JC pulled harder on his engorged cock. “Ungh…you…too…” “Harder…come on…harder…faster….guh…” “Oh yes…yesssss” “……” “Love you, Justin…looove….you….” JC finally recovered, his breathing hard. “Justin?” “Jesus, C, how do you do it?” JC smiled. “Do what?” “Make me so hot, even over the phone.” “My special talent.” “Yeah…special.” JC heard a knock over the line. “They’re calling for you.” “Yeah.” “You’d better go,” JC said as the knock sounded again. “I’LL BE RIGHT THERE!” Justin yelled. “Call me later?” “I will,” Justin vowed, his voice tinged with sadness. “I love you.” “Mmm, love you too.” “Bye.” “Bye.” JC hung up the phone and shifted to a dry part of the bed, snuggling into the pillow. All in all, not a bad way to start his birthday, he thought, smiling as he slipped back into sleep.