Vicodin or Me? (A Hilson RP) - Chapter 10

Wilson: *was laying on the couch thinking of everything tht just went haywire wen his phone rang. Quickly picked it up in a flash* House?

"I hope you have not already replaced me with a hooker."

Wilson: I wouldnt dream of it. Wht's with u, House? U hving a midlife crisis or something? Cuddy almost tore the hospital apart looking for u, n I almost got suspended for not watching u. Wht were u thinking?

"I needed out of there. There is nothing I can do but get berated for temporarily going insane."

Wilson: U said u wanted me to think abt our relationship...Well, ur not being fair

"How?" He laid back down. "All you can do is think, with me not being there to jump you ever five minutes."

Wilson: How do u expect me to think? Ur not being fair. I've known u all my life as a best friend. I nvr saw past tht or ever thought abt it before. Then all of a sudden u told me u loved me more than a friend n now u want me to accept ur feelings just like tht in such short period of time? We...could've at least tried...dating or talk or something... *his voice sounded choked*

"How could we date when you where afraid to tell Cuddy you really where giving me head?" he asked. "Wilson you are people pleasurer. More people don't want to be seen by a gay doctor. Unless they are as hot at 13 but that is besides the point. Dating means going out, unless you want to stay home and fuck, but that is not really dating."

Wilson: I didnt...Well, I didnt want to tell Cuddy coz...coz, well... *wasnt sure how to put it without saying tht he was embarrassed to let Cuddy knw*

"You were relaxing your new lover. He was very tense."

Wilson: I think I'd give Cuddy premature cardiac arrest if I were to say tht n let her imagination do the work

"I would pay to see it." he laughed. "I didn't come home just to make life harder on you. I have no job, I may get commeted to another institution. I needed to come home." He explained. "I needed time to think over the stupid choice I made the other night."

Wilson: *sighed* I guess tht's understandable. Its probably safer with family anyway. Any ideas as to how ur gonna get ur feet bk up again, since u've just lost ur right to practice?

"I don't know. I guess I can be a reasearcher." He shrugged. "I don't want to be out of work for long. I need something to keep me busy."

Wilson: U mean "busy" as in keep urself away frm trouble "busy", huh? Yeah, I suppose u hv to. So...wht exactly do u want frm me...n us?

"What are you wearing."

Wilson: *blinked* Wht does tht hv to do with my question?

"A lot." he grinned. "I want a lover. Now what are you wearing?"

Wilson: I'm...I'm wearing my usual shirt n short pants at home

"Reach under your shirt and play with your nipples."

Wilson: Wh...Wht...?? I...I cant...!

"Yes you can. Don't tell me you have never pleasured yourself. You are alone, aren't you?"

Wilson: Y...Yes, I am bt still...! *blushed hard*

"Come on. I want to heard those little sounds you make." House reached him his pants and started to stroke himself. "Please, James."

Wilson: *his heart skipped a beat as he heard his first name called. He bit his lip n reached under his shirt, playing his nipples as ask, bt suppressed his moans out of habit*

"Let me hear them." House said, pulling himself out.

Wilson: *unconsciously opened his mouth to let out a moan as he tweaked his nipples a little harder*

"Mmm, good boy." House started stroking himself. "Tell me how you feel."

Wilson: I...I feel...t-t-tingly all ovr...n my pants is...starting to get tight *blushed so hard, u could swear it can be felt thru the other line*

"Take your cock out and stroke it."

Wilson: I-I cant do tht~! *blushed harder, his voice sounded like an embarassed squeak*

"I am."

Wilson: *his cock got evn harder wen he heard House say tht as he tentatively lowered his pants to reveal his hard-on. He swallowed as he started stroking, tiny moans escaping frm his mouth*

"Slowly and close your eyes, imagin it is me stroking you while I kiss your neck, leaving little marks. Marking you as mine."

Wilson: *does so, his moans getting harder as he pumped more, his imagination brought bk to the time wen he was being penetrated*

House stroked harder, wanting so for Wilson to be right next to him. "Put your phone on speaker and get on your knees."

Wilson: Wh...Wht? Wh...Why? *pants as his hand still continued to stroke*

"I want you to. Your going to do something to cause both of us pleasure. More you than me."

Wilson: *bit his lip, then switched his phone to speaker mode n went on his knees* O-OK, I'm on my knees now...Wht..Wht am I supposed to do?

"Lick two of your fingers and then put them in your ass."

Wilson: *hesitated first before he does so, making slurping sounds as he licked his fingers to make them wet before pushing them into his ass, hissing*

"Slowly, Wilson." House groaned, just thinking of it. God he wish he could see it. "Move them."

Wilson: *does so, panting at the phone, small whines escaped his lips*

"Continue to stroke yourself. I want you coming with those fingers in you ass."

Wilson: Mmm~!! *somehow pushed his fingers deeper as he stroke, let loose his moans*

House stroked himself harder. "Do you like my cock or your fingers better?"

Wilson: I...I dont knw... *pants hard as he continued*

"come on you can give me a better answer than that."

Wilson: It...It feels...It feels...better...w-w-tih ur cock... *blushed reli hard, almost thankful tht he was not facing House in person*

House chuckled. "Tell me how my cock feels in your ass."

Wilson: It...It feels...big...n fills me up...n...n...Ngh...!! Dont make me say it anymore~! *blushed like hell*

"Why not? Not like any one can hear you." House moaned rubbing his cock harder. "Do you know what I want to do with that beautiful ass of yours."

Wilson: W-W-Wht do u wanna do...? *almost dreading the answer yet anticipating at the same time*

"I want to fuck that ass until you beg me too stop." he groaned as he fingered his slit. "Then fuck you some more and come so deep in you." He smiled. "Then pull out and watch as your ass squeazes out my come."

Wilson: *blushed harder, those words filled his imagination n immediately sent a reaction to his ass, clenching frm the thought, n his hard hot cock throbbing

"Your coming down here this weekend. You will get here at 9:15 a.m."

Wilson: W-Why should I listen to u...? *bit his lip trying to hold bk a whine as he felt him getting close to coming*

"You know you can't denie me. Never could." House pumped himself more. "When you come, I want you to scream my name."

Wilson: I...I...I'm gonna... *pumps harder* I'm gonna... G-G-Greg~!! *came all ovr himself, getting them on the floor, n some evn on the phone*

House came a moment later coming on his hand and pants. He panted into the phone.

Wilson: *seemed to be panting on the phone as well as he got dwn frm his high*

"Then you will clean me up with your mouth."

Wilson: H-How am I supposed to do tht, genius! *blushed hard at tht mental image*

"Think of your come as mine."

Wilson: *bit his lip n started licking the come tht was on the phone, the slurping sounds reaching House's ears*

House moaned. "Good boy. Clean it all up."

Wilson: *licked them all clean before sitting bk* There, all clean. Happy now...?

"Only if you were here now." He took a tissue and wipped himself up. "Seriously Wilson. I feel better being here at my moms. No Cuddy or my dad to tell me what to do. I just need time away. Other than you, what do I have back in Jersey?"

Wilson: I guess ur right on tht. Then I guess its a blessing in disguise tht u got fired? *cleaned up the rest of the mess*

"Not really. I let love cloud my judgment. Then again I should have shot up right after you left, not before you got there again. Oh well."

Wilson: House, tht's not funny. Ppl will be upset tht ur dead, not just me. Do consider our feelings

"Tell me this. Would people miss me more if I dissapeared or was dead?"

Wilson: U want honest answer or sugarcoated?

"Honest, dumbass."

Wilson: Well, I suppose ppl will miss u, especially those who took u for granted n maybe miss u for the sake of hving no other talent bt u, bt to truly miss u...I would

"Your not just saying that so I won't dissapear again, are you?"

Wilson: No! Of course not! Ur my best friend! The last thing I want is to lose u

"Only your best friend?" he asked.

Wilson: House, ur pushing it again. I told u I need time to think abt this. U promised

"K." he hung up and sat the phone on the resever.

Wilson: *stared at the phone n sighed as he got dressed*

House rolled over in bed. he had just got Wilson to fuck himself and yet he did was addiment that they were only best friends? Might as well have fucked a hooker at lest they will say 'love' for the right price.

Wilson: *couldn't believe tht House was still so pushy. Its not tht he didnt want to admit it, bt he was afraid tht he would've rushed into it just liek he had rushed into remarrying Sam, n he didnt want to get hurt again*

House got up zipped himself up. He went down stairs. "Mom, I am going to go out and see the town. I'll be back soon."

Mrs House: Alright. U be careful now. Do u want me to save a meal for u?

"Yeah, I'll be home by dinner." He walked out and down the street before calling a cab to take him into the city.

Mrs House: *watched him leave before continuing with her chores*

House went down town do where they had all the bars and hooker. He found a hooker that had Wilson's same hair and bought him taking him to some sleezy motel. Two hours later he paid and went to a near by coffee shop before going back home. He was right for an extra ten the hooker said 'love' twice.