Caught

Mark was sitting in his recording studio editing when his phone started buzzing. It was Jack. He was sending him texts asking if he wanted to record with him. Mark responded saying sure. Mark had had feelings for Jack for a long time but didn't quite know how to tell him. Mark texted Jack back asking for a sexy photo 'for the thumbnail'. Jack sent one of him with a filter on that made him look model-like. "Perfect" Mark said to himself and transferred the picture to his computer. He looked at the image and imagined Jack was with him right now. His amazing green hair and his sexy Irish accent. Just the thought of it made Mark shiver.

Mark took another look at the picture which was full screen on his computer. Without control, his hand slipped into his boxers. Mark wrapped his hand around his member and with one last look at the picture Mark tilted his head back and began to stroke. He didn't have any pants on so Mark began to remove his boxers with the free hand that he had. His boxers dropped to his knees and Mark began to imagine that Jack was his boyfriend. He imagined the things he would do to him. The fun they would have. Mark made his hand move faster than ever and his free hand began to rub his nipples.

His fingers rubbed over his tip and Mark whined. "F-Fuck~ Jack, oh yeah Jack" he moaned and his elbow hit his phone screen causing him to phone Jack. His ringer was on silent and his phone was on his desk so he couldn't hear the ringing. Mark felt precum trickle down his hand just as Jack picked up. "Hello? Mark, what'd ya phone me for at this time?" Jack said into the phone but Mark couldn't hear it as the volume was too low. "Hello? Mark did ya butt dial me or something?" Jack said again. He was about to hang up when he heard Mark moan. Jack sniggered. "What the fuck are you doing calling me making those sounds" Jack said calming down his laughter. He then realised that Mark had obviously called him by mistake. "Well, I'll leave ya t-" Jack said as he went to hang up when he heard Mark moan out, "Ah, Jack".

"Surely he didn't just say that" Jack thought to himself pulling away from the hang up button. "Did he?" Jack asked himself. He decided to listen in as much as he didn't want to. Mark was jerking himself off so fast that he became on edge very quickly. "Ah~ Fuck me Jack. Fuck me hard Jack" Mark said as he came on his hand. Mark got up and washed his hand before he came back to his recording studio and sat at his desk. He looked at his phone to see a phone call lasting 3 minutes with Jack. "W-What the F-Fuck" Mark whispered as he picked up the phone and put it on speaker. Jack didn't say a word. He was stunned to silence.

"Um... Hi" Mark said into the he phone. "Hey" Jack said, his face blank. "I must've accidentally called you" Mark and his face heating up. "I figured" Jack said and sighed. "Well, this is awkward" Jack's said after a few seconds of silence. "How much did you hear?" Mark asked hopefully. "Too much" Jack said. "Oh my fucking god" Mark said. "Oh well, I guess this is the best time to just come out with it" Mark decided. "Look Jack, I've... I've had this thing for you for a long time now and I understand if you hate me but I can't hide it anymore". Jack's face lit up. "You're joking right?" He said into the phone. "Nope, I'm sorry" Mark said with a sigh. "D-Don't be. I feel the same way" Jack said thinking it was too good to be true. "No way!" Mark said into the the phone. "Yes way. I can't believe it. Anyway I need to go" Jack said. "Oh ok. Again, I'm sorry you had to hear that but I'm glad we both got our feelings off our chest" Mark said. "Me too. Bye" Jack said. "Bye, Jacky" Marks said and he hung up. He fist pumped the air and said "yes!" In a relieved tone. That was just the beginning of what was to happen.

(Hey guys, sorry this story had no smut -real smut- but the next one sure will. I'll make sure it does and by the title I'm sure it will... you'll believe me when you see it)