[M] Chapter 1 (1/2)

"Have you ever called him, Chanyeol?"

Chanyeol was broken out if his daze by his friends voice. He looked over at Jongin.

"What? Called who?"

"You heard about him right? The guy that gives out phone sex. No one knows who he is but hes really fucking hot over the phone."

Chanyeol scoffed. "What the fuck? Ive never heard of this dude. And how would you know, Jongin, did you call him or something?" Jongin just shrugged and nodded. Chanyeols eyes widened. "Huh?! I thought you were straight?"

Jongin picked at his nails nonchalantly. "Yeah I guess I am but I got the phone number from this kid and I was really horny last night so I dont know, I called him and I dont regret it at all. Like I said, he was fucking hot."

Chanyeol couldn't believe what he was hearing. Jongin? Playboy lady killer having phone sex with a random guy just cause? "So what, does he just do this for free?"

Jongin laughed. "Hell no. At the end of the call he tells you where to put the money. This morning I I put it in the trash dispenser in the second stall of the bathroom in the B hallway. But he doesnt charge you if you make him cum."

Chanyeol laughed. "I guess you weren't good enough. How much was it?"

"Shut the fuck up. Five bucks, not bad."

"Huh. I wonder who it is. What if we know him?" Chanyeol said.

"That would be weird." Jongin said. "But I dont really care, I came thats all that matters."

Chanyeol rolled his eyes. "You need to stop thinking with your dick head."

"You need to start. It gets you laid, virgin."

Chanyeol frowned. "Well sorry, but sex means more to me than it does to you. I want it to be with someone I really like."

Jongin snickered. "Youre such a softie, I swear." He checked his watch. "Shit I have dance practice." He got up and reached into his backpack for a slip of paper and put it on the table in front of Chanyeol. "Here's his number. Give him a call."

"You ass!" Chanyeol called as Jongin ran laughing out of the library. Chanyeol looked down at the number and sighed. Should he throw it away? He decided to keep it, just in case he wanted to go against his self morals and lose his phone virginity. He returned to what he was doing before Jongin rudely interrupted him with his weird activities. And that was staring at a certain boy sitting a few tables over. The kid was in his math class, he was a year younger but had moved up a grade cause he was so smart. Chanyeol had a huge mushy crush on him and basically worshipped the ground he walked on. But hed never talked to him not even once and he was too afraid to so he just watched from afar like a creepy stalker.

Chanyeol admired his milky smooth skin and droopy puppy eyes that were partly covered by his long black bangs. He wanted to kiss his little button nose and pouty pink lips.

He loved watching the boy burry his nose into a book and read intently while chewing his plush bottom lip thoughtfully. He wondered if hed ever get the courage to speak to him. It took him weeks of snooping to finally learn his name. He had lingered behind in class after the bell rang and listened to their teacher talk to him. He almost whooped and fist pumped when the teacher said the boys name. Baekhyun. Byun Baekhyun.

Chanyeol sighed, watching Baekhyuns pretty fingers brush his wavy bangs back. He blushed and looked away when those beautiful eyes raised up suddenly to meet his. Flustered, he packed up his books and rushed out of the library.

----

It was 9:30 and Chanyeol had just finished all of his homework. He tried to lay down and sleep but...he had a problem. He was horny as fuck. He cursed himself for being so stuck on keeping his virginity until the right person showed up. He was extremely sexually frustrated. He slid his hand in his pants and began palming himself, thinking about Baekhyuns hand doing it instead when he remembered the phone number in his jeans pocket. He chewed his lower lip. Phone sex didnt count right? Plus its not like anyone would ever know. He wouldn't even tell Jongin. He sighed in defeat, getting up to grab his pants from the floor and reaching in the pocket for the slip of paper. He dialed the number and took a deep breath before pressing call.

The phone rang three times before he heard someone answer in a light sensual voice that made his boxers tighter. "Hello?" the voice said.

Chanyeol cleared his throat nervously. "U-um hi..."

He heard a light laugh on the other end. "May I ask why youre calling?" Chanyeol drew a blank. Shouldn't he know? Did he type the number in wrong? He was about to apologize and hang up when the voice giggled cutely. "Im just kidding. I know why you called."

Chanyeol sighed in relief. "O-oh, ok.." God damn his nerves, the stuttering in his words was making his inexperience clear.

"Im gonna take a guess and say youve never done something like this before." The voice said.

Chanyeol laughed nervously. "Is it that obvious?"

That pleasant laugh filled his ears. "Yeah but dont worry. Its cute." Chanyeol blushed. "So we're just gonna set some rules first. You can pass this number along to male students that go to SM high only. This session is five dollars but free if you turn me on enough to make me cum. No one has done that before, just saying. You can tell me your name, I wont tell anyone or confront you in person. My identity is a secret. Dont try to find out who I am. If I catch you investigating, I promise you you'll regret it. You can say anything you want to me and I'll play along. You can pretend Im anyone you want or even pretend Im a female. Ok?"

Chanyeol nodded and then remembered the person couldn't see him. "Y-yeah."

"Ok good. So do want me to pretend to be a girl?"

"N-no..Im not straight." He replied.

"Ok, thank god. I keep getting straight guys who want me to call them oppa."Chanyeol shuddered because he knew Jongin had been one of those guys. "So.. What should I call you?"

For some reason Chanyeol decided to trust this stranger with his identity. He knew it was stupid but there was something about this guy that made him feel safe. "You can use my name...b-but please promise not to tell anyone..."

"I promise I wont, what happens here stays here."

"Ok. Its Chanyeol."

There was a quick intake of breath and a pause on the other line and Chanyeol panicked. Did he know him? Maybe it was better not to ask if he did. "Ok, Chanyeol." The voice said smoothly. "Are you imagining Im someone you know or are you just gonna think up some imaginary guy?"

"I-Im gonna imagine youre someone..."

"Ok. What are you wearing?"

Chanyeol looked down at his body. "U-uh a t shirt and pajama pants.." He said, embarrassed.

He heard a soft chuckle on the other line. "Mm Chanyeol, I think you should take those pajama bottoms off.."

Chanyeol obeyed, sliding his pants down his hips and off his legs.

"Take all your clothes off, Chanyeol. I want you to be completely naked for me."

Chanyeol shuddered with arousal. He stripped himself of all his clothing. "I-its all off.."

"Good boy. Are you hard yet?"

Chanyeol looked down at his cock, hard and leaking, lying against his stomach. "Mm..yeah."

"Tell me about your cock, Chanyeol. I wanna know what youre gonna fuck me with."

"I-its leaking.."

"Are you big?"

"9 inches."

"Fuck! Are you telling the truth?"

"Yes..is that big enough?"

"Shit, Chanyeol. Its perfect." The boys voice sounded genuinely turned on. "You said its leaking? Do you want me to lick it up?"

Chanyeol imagined Baekhyuns pink tongue darting out to lick his precome. "Y-yeah.." He breathed.

"Chanyeol, I wanna suck your cock.  I want you to grab my hair and fuck my mouth. Can you do that for me?"

Chanyeols hand was on his cock and he was jerking it rapidly, moaning. "Y-yeah..I want to see your pretty little lips around my cock..."