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Phone	By : ClockworkPokemon Category: +G through L > Lorax, The Views: 1874 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A.N. Once-ler/Human!Lorax RP with Terry as Once-ler and Kitty Lorax

The Once-ler rushed around his house, grabbing things for his sudden trip. His family had unexpectedly showed up at his door and demanded that he come with them on a vacation. He'd tried to reason with them; he really needed to stay and sell his thneed, and he couldn't leave the Lorax all by himself in his house, but his mother had started crying about how he didn't care for his family any more and she missed her baby. So he'd grabbed the brand-new phone he had purchased for the Lorax the day before and hastily scribbled a note about how to use it and where he was. It was a good thing he'd bought it, otherwise the Lorax would have no idea where he went. He grabbed his bag and ran out the door, slamming it behind him. “Bye, Melvin! Take care of Lorax!” he called to the mule as he jumped into the family's RV. It roared to life, and in a few seconds, Once-ler was gone.
Unfortunately, the note blew off the table as the Once-ler slammed the door, causing it to become lost in a pile of paper on the floor, leaving just the phone sitting there.
The Lorax showed up at the house a while later. “Hey, Beanpole, I'm home!” he called as he stepped in the door. He glanced around confused when he saw that no one was there, then immediately set about to looking for a note, figuring the man wouldn't have left without leaving one. He picked up the phone and turned it over in his hand. “What the heck is this?” Suddenly the phone began vibrating, the screen displaying 'Once-ler'. The Lorax raised a brow. “Kinda a bulky vibrator, but it must be for me,” he concluded, then moved to the bed, yanking off his jeans and grabbing the bottle of lube from the nightstand. He coated the phone in lube before pressing it to his entrance, biting his lip as he forced it in with some difficulty (and a little tearing). Which was when the phone began vibrating again, as the Once-ler tried calling a second time, causing the Lorax to gasp in pleasure. After the vibration ended, he decided it might be best to take it out of his ass, but when he tried to grab onto the phone it only slipped further inside due to the lube. “Fuck!” he gasped, panicking a bit, how was he supposed to get it out? He tried chasing it inside with two fingers, but only succeeded in lodging it in deeper. He lay back on the bed, trying to push it out, but to no avail, so he gave up and lay still with a groan. God, he wished Once-ler would come back already.
The Once-ler was growing slightly anxious as he sent call after call to the Lorax's phone, yet the other man didn't pick up. He tried to tell himself that it was simply due to the Lorax's inexperience working electronics...but he'd left a note detailing how to use it, so why wasn't he answering?! Terrible images of the Lorax in all sorts of trouble filled his mind. What if he'd burned the house down?! What if he'd been hurt, and he couldn't reach the phone for help?! “Ma, listen, I need to go back to the house. I've been calling Lorax for hours and he's not picking up!”
After a long argument with his mother which ended in her kicking him out of the RV and leaving him on the side of the road, he hailed a taxi and headed towards home. It would be hours until he arrived, though, and he couldn't help calling again every few minutes in the hopes that his boyfriend would pick up.
The Lorax writhed helplessly on the bed as the phone inside him vibrated again and again at unpredictable intervals. He gave a few more half-hearted attempts at pushing the bulky vibrator out, not daring to try using his fingers again for fear of pushing it in even deeper, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't force the device out. He rolled onto his stomach, burying his face in the pillows as the phone sent yet another wave of vibrations through him, he couldn't even try pushing it out anymore, his muscles already hurting from the effort. He could only hope that the Once-ler would be back soon and would have some plan on how to help him.
When the Once-ler finally arrived back home, he was somewhat relieved to see the house still standing. He couldn't help but worry about the Lorax, though, and he payed the cab driver hurriedly before dashing across the yard, past Melvin and throwing open the door. “Lorax, are you oka—” he paused mid-sentence when he was greeted by the sight of his boyfriend lying on his stomach, his (for some reason uncovered) ass in the air. He quickly hurried over to the bedside and knelt down. “Are you okay hon; are you sick? Why didn't you answer the phone?”
The Lorax sighed, a small feeling of relief washing over him as the Once-ler arrived, it was short lived though as he then realized he now had to tell the man just what had happened. He turned to look at him, wincing as he felt the phone move inside him. “I... I used that new vibrator you got me,” he began, glancing away as his face grew bright red. “...but it got stuck,” he mumbled, his voice little more than a whisper. “It just keeps vibrating randomly and I can't get it out,” he whined. Luckily it hadn't vibrated since the Once-ler had gotten there.
The Once-ler just stared for a moment, trying to comprehend what the Lorax was saying. “What new vibrator?” he asked finally. Then his eyes widened as a horrible thought entered his head. “Moustache,” he began, trying to keep his voice calm, “Where is the phone that I bought for you?”
The Lorax furrowed his brow, giving the Once-ler a look of utter confusion. “What's a phone?”
The Once-ler's face fell as his suspicions were confirmed, and he let out a strangled, distressed noise. “Lorax! The phone is inside you, isn't it?!? That wasn't a vibrator, it was something you could use to talk to me while I was away! Didn't you read the note?”
The Lorax's eyes widened. “What?! There was no note!” He groaned, burying his face in the pillows once more. “So you mean that this thing in my ass wasn't meant to be put in there?”
“No. No, it was not,” the Once-ler groaned, climbing onto the bed and spreading the Lorax's ass to get a better look. “Geez, Lorax, I can't even see it!” he exclaimed. “How did you get something that big so far up your ass?” he moaned, a hint of woe in his voice.
The Lorax whimpered as he felt the Once-ler spread him and his face grew even redder. “I used a lot of lube,” he mumbled. He wiggled his hips a bit, growing increasingly uncomfortable with the bulky phone still lodged firmly inside of him. “C-can you get it out?”
“Man, I dunno,” the Once-ler sighed, shaking his head. “I can try, but you might need a hospital for this.” He slid two fingers easily inside, gingerly pressing them together on either side of the thin surface and attempting to pull it out, but his fingers simply slipped away from the slick phone. “Dammit...” he grimaced and slid a third finger inside, attempting to grip the phone again.
The Lorax clenched his fists in the sheet, raising his ass up a little higher to give the Once-ler easier access. This was humiliating and he found himself letting out small whines and whimpers as the Once-ler worked his fingers, wincing as the digits slid past his slightly torn ring of muscle.
“I'm sorry, Lorax, but it's going to hurt,” the Once-ler sighed. He managed to get a firmer grip on the phone and gave it a yank. It slid a few inches forward, then stopped about an inch from his entrance. The Once-ler frowned and gripped it again, but it was firmly stuck, and he sat back with a sigh.
...Wait a minute. Maybe...he grabbed his own phone and quickly dialed the Lorax's number. The phone inside of him immediately began vibrating, wriggling forward ever so slowly. “Aha! We'll just keep doing this and it'll be out in no time!”
The Lorax gasped in pain as the Once-ler yanked on the phone, then let out a cry of surprise when it suddenly began vibrating inside him. “F-fuck,” he whimpered, biting down on the pillow below him to stifle a moan. “Y-you sure this'll work?”
“I don't see any other way,” the Once-ler shrugged, calling the Lorax's phone again once it had stopped vibrating. He couldn't help smiling a little as the Lorax writhed on the bed. “C'mon, this isn't so bad. You're obviously enjoying it.”
The Lorax lifted his hips up as the phone instantly began vibrating again and this time he couldn't stop a cry of pleasure from escaping him. He realized quite suddenly that he was rock hard and he rolled his hips back toward the Once-ler with a wanton moan, too embarrassed to admit aloud that he was enjoying this.
The Once-ler let out a surprised moan as he caught sight of the Lorax's erect cock, and he reached down to grab it, stroking it teasingly as he continued calling the Lorax's phone with his free hand. Fuck, this whole situation was ridiculous, but his boyfriend looked so hot like this.
The Lorax practically screamed in pleasure as the Once-ler touched his cock, the combination of that and the vibrations in his ass quickly sending him over the edge. “D-don't stop,” he gasped, wishing the Once-ler would just shove that phone deeper inside of him, to hell with consequences when he was this turned on.
The Once-ler groaned and stroked the Lorax more quickly, not stopping the vibrations even for a second. “Fuck, Moustache,” he mumbled as the Lorax wriggled and thrust into his hand.
The Lorax glanced over his shoulder at the Once-ler, his face flushed. “Push it in deeper,” he mumbled, thrusting his hips back toward the other man. “Please,” he whimpered, “I need more...”
“But—Lorax!” the Once-ler exclaimed. “We might not be able to get it out if we do that...” a few seconds later, he went ahead and did so anyway, pushing the phone deep inside of his boyfriend's ass as he rapidly pumped his cock. His own dick was straining against his pants, but he ignored it, doing his best to get the Lorax off.
The Lorax cried out in pleasure, cumming almost immediately after the phone was shoved inside him, spurting his load across the Once-ler's hand and the sheets below him. “O-oh fuck, Beanpole,” he gasped, continuing to thrust lightly into the Once-ler's hand until he went completely soft.
The Once-ler laughed breathlessly, his expression gleeful, and leaned over to press a kiss to the Lorax's cheek. “God, you're so hot.” He didn't stop vibrating the phone as he pulled his own cock out of his trousers, pressing it between the Lorax's ass cheeks and grinding down roughly.
The Lorax gasped, glancing back at the Once-ler with wide eyes. “Y-you're not gonna fuck me with that thing still in there, are you?” He bit his lip, squirming a bit as the vibrations kept going.
“Why not? I think you can take it,” the Once-ler grinned, pressing lustful kisses to the Lorax's neck. He positioned the tip of his cock against the Lorax's entrance and slowly began pushing inside.
The Lorax whimpered, clutching at the sheet and burying his face in the pillows as the Once-ler's cock slowly forced the phone even deeper inside him, far deeper, he realized, than fingers could even reach, and he briefly wondered just how the hell he was going to get that thing out of him now.
The Once-ler moaned as he slowly pushed inside the Lorax to the hilt, the pleasure almost making him forget about vibrating the phone. Almost. “Fuck, Moustache,” he gasped, “Take it, you little slut. You fucking love this, don't you?”
The Lorax let out a whining moan, bucking his hips in surprise as the vibrations picked up once more. He pressed his hips back against the Once-ler, finding himself already growing hard again. “I love it,” he mumbled, red-faced.
“Of course you do, you kinky bastard. You stuck a damn phone up your ass!” He accentuated the word with a sharp thrust, pushing said phone even further inside of him. “Goddamnit, and you're still so tight,” he gasped, beginning to thrust in and out of him quickly.
The Lorax drew in a sharp breath as the Once-ler gave a particularly rough thrust and he bit down hard on his lip. “Oh god, Beanpole,” he breathed, his cock now fully erect and begging for attention, he reached down to stroke himself quickly.
“Nu-uh, Lorax,” the Once-ler said firmly, grabbing the man's wrists and pinning them down. “I want you to get off just from the phone and my cock in your ass. No touching yourself.” He ground his hips down harder, letting out a small cry as the Lorax brought him closer and closer to orgasm.
The Lorax whined, but complied, allowing the man to hold him down. He thrust himself quickly back against the Once-ler, reduced to gasps and moans as he found himself approaching his second climax of the night.
The Once-ler couldn't hold back a scream of pleasure as he came hard into the Lorax with a violent thrust, his fingernails involuntarily digging into his boyfriend's wrists. “Fuck,” he gasped, tears of absolute pleasure clouding his vision.
The Lorax let out a loud moan as he felt the Once-ler's cum fill him, probably completely ruining the phone inside him, and he came soon after, adding a second load of cum to the small puddle already underneath him.
The Once-ler let out a long, drawn-out breath before pulling out and sitting back on the bed. “We still need to get that phone out of you,” he mused, scratching his chin. “Guess we'll have to improvise.” By 'improvise,' of course, he meant squeezing his entire hand inside of the Lorax's ass, which he promptly did.
The Lorax cried out in pain as the Once-ler shoved his hand inside him, stretching him far more than he thought possible. “D-dammit, Beanpole, be careful,” he hissed, clenching his eyes shut tightly and biting down hard on a hand in an attempt to ease the pain in his ass.
“I'm trying,” the Once-ler muttered, feeling around inside the Lorax's ass, pushing nearly to his elbow before he felt his fingertips brush the phone. “Aha!” He pushed in a few more inches and wrapped his hand around it, then quickly yanked his entire arm out. “Success!”
The Lorax let out a series of pitiful whining sounds as the Once-ler's fingers brushed up against various sensitive spots inside him and he gave a sharp gasp as he pulled his entire arm out so quickly. “Th-that wasn't gentle at all!” he whined, his eyes wet with tears.
“Sorry,” the Once-ler grinned. “Man, this thing is ruined.” he tossed the phone aside and lay down next to the Lorax, pulling his boyfriend close and stroking his hair. “From now on, don't put things in your ass unless you're sure they're supposed to go there, alright?”
The Lorax wrapped his arms around the Once-ler, his face still bright red. “I dunno, that was pretty hot,” he mumbled with a little grin, nuzzling against the other man's chest.
The Once-ler couldn't help giggling, and he nodded. “Still, it could've been a lot worse. Just ask me next time you're not sure, okay hon?” He pressed a kiss to the top of the Lorax's head, and his eyes fluttered shut in exhaustion.
The Lorax nodded with a sigh and snuggled up close. “I promise I won't put anything in my ass without your permission again,” he laughed breathlessly.
“Good.” the Once-ler mumbled, a smile playing on his lips. “Now go the fuck to sleep, your ass is gonna need plenty of rest before I fuck you again.”
The Lorax huffed in response, but he was grinning, and he allowed his eyes to slip shut. He figured he wouldn't be moving around much tomorrow, definitely not sitting for a week. He laughed to himself and gave the Once-ler a tight squeeze before drifting off to sleep.
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