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Matt has been moping around the house. He's sleeping a lot and craving junk food. He comes out of his room on Monday morning after the kids are at school looking a mess with his hair unbrushed. He's dressed in sloppy pajama bottoms and a wrinkled old t-shirt.
Simon smiles and greets him, "Hey there. Good morning, sleepyhead. Want me to fix you some breakfast?"
Matt shakes his head, "No, that's okay. Don't go to any trouble. I'll just get some cereal."
"Aw, come on, Matty, that's not a good breakfast," Simon protests. When Matt ignores him, he asks, "What's on your schedule today? Don't you have an interview this afternoon? Tomorrow's that photo shoot for the men's magazine, too, isn't it? We're going to have get you spruced up a bit."
"The interview was postponed until tomorrow morning, but I want it to be canceled. I don't want to go to the photo shoot either, but I guess I have to," Matt responds listlessly. "I think I might be coming down with something."
"Let's get you to a doctor then," Simon suggests. "This just isn't like you, Matt. I'm worried."
"No, I'll be okay. You know me," Matt says half heartedly. "I always bounce back."
"Babe, I have to go in to the office for awhile," Simon notes, looking at the time. "You going to be okay? Can you go pick up the boys from school this afternoon?"
"Oh, can't you do it?" Matt asks plaintively. "I don't feel good. I'll help the boys with homework and put them to bed tonight, okay?"
"Okay," Simon agrees lightly, "but I don't think you should stay in the house all afternoon. Get out and do something fun for a while. Go shopping if you want to."
Matt gives him a little smile and kisses him goodbye as Simon rushes out the door. He sighs and wonders if he ought to just go back to bed and then collapses on the couch and flicks on the TV instead.
When Simon gets to his office, he worries some more about Matt and thinks about calling to check on him. He's afraid that might just annoy him, though. Then he has an idea. He picks up his phone and punches in a familiar number.
"Simon?" a worried voice answers. "Is anything wrong? Did something happen to Matt?"
"No, no, nothing like that," Simon hurries to assure him. "I'm just calling to ask you a favor."
"Okay, what can I do for you?" Tim DeKay asks, wondering what's up. Simon Halls, Matt Bomer's husband, never calls him.
"It's just that Matty has been depressed lately. I thought maybe you would give him a call and try to cheer him up," Simon explains.
"Okay. Is there any reason Matt's depressed?" Tim asks. "Or is this just one of his down moods?"
"That's it. You've seen him go through this before, haven't you?" Simon questions. "I'm sure he'll bounce back to his irrespressible self soon, but he cancelled an interview today and he's just moping around the house in his pajamas," Simon discloses. "I suggested he go to a doctor, but he insists nothing is wrong."
Tim sighs, "Yeah, he gets like that every now and then, I know. What can I do to help? What do you want me to tell him? I'm not sure he'll listen to me, either."
"Well," Simon hesitates, then plunges ahead. "I thought maybe you wouldn't mind surprising him with a little phone sex. I think that might snap him out of it."
"Uh, really? I mean, are you sure, Simon?" Tim questions. "I mean, of course I will. I'll be glad to to if you think it will help."
Simon reassures him, "Yeah, I think it might. It's okay, Tim. I know he calls you sometimes. I really don't mind. He misses you and his life in his New York. I just want him to cheer up."
Tim replies, "Yeah, I want him to be happy too. You know how much he loves you, don't you? I think I can understand why even more now."
"Just give him a call and see what you can do, Tim. I'll appreciate it," Simon concludes.
"Will you let me know if it helps?" Tim asks before hanging up and Simon agrees to send him a text message.
Tim makes arrangements to get an hour to himself so he can make the call. He goes into his trailer on the set of his new show and sits down. He takes a deep breath and hits the speed dial.
Matt answers, "Tim? Is that you? What a surprise. Is everything okay?"
"Yep, I just had a little downtime and I was missing you so I thought I'd call and see what you were doing. Are you busy right now, Buddy?"
"No, I'm really not," Matt replies excitedly. "It's so nice to hear from you. You never call me. I always call you."
"Well, this time I called you. Want to do a little phone sex?" Tim suggests.
"Yeah, sure, but Tim, is anything wrong? It's not like you to call me in the middle day for that," Matt hesitates.
"Don't you want to?" Tim asks. "Or is this not a good time? I know how busy you always are."
"No, not at all. I'm not doing anything today. I'm just kind of lying around being lazy," Matt admits.
"Are you sick? That doesn't sound like you, Energizer Bunny," Tim chuckles. "You're one of the hardest working, most dedicated and driven actors I've ever known. On top of all that, you manage to be a wonderful husband to Simon and daddy to three little boys. It's hard to imagine how you keep up with it all."
Matt confesses quietly, "Sometimes I wonder, too. Tim, do you ever just get tired?"
"Of course, I get tired. Everybody does. Are you feeling a little down, Buddy? You sound kind of overwhelmed," Tim questions.
"Yeah, I guess," Matt says reluctantly. "Hey, you didn't call for this. Let's have that phone sex you promised."
"Okay, let's see. Do you have a good fantasy for us?" Tim ventures.
"Well, let's pretend we're back in New York working on White Collar again," suggests Matt. "I miss those days."
"Hey, I have an idea. Let's pretend the writers finally allow Peter and Neal to satisfy their unrequited lust," Tim proposes excitedly. "I always wished they would do that."
"Ooh, I like it," Matt agrees. "Let's say they go to Neal's apartment one afternoon after work. There's been a lot of seething tension between them all day. Neal makes a smart remark and Peter grabs his arm."
Tim laughs, "And then he rips his clothes off and rapes him. Oh wait, no, I'm sorry. Let's see, where were we? Okay I grab your arm and the air crackles between us. I start to say something, but instead I pull you into a close embrace and press a rough kiss on your lips."
"Uh huh, and I respond by kissing back without even thinking and it feels so right. We've both been wanting it for so long," Matt fantasizes.
"I can your feel your bulging hard-on through your tight pants and I groan involuntarily and press us together so you can feel mine, too," Tim continues.
"I rut up against you and you are biting my lip and violating my mouth with your tongue. You have your fingers tightly wound in my hair. We break apart for a minute and look at each other. I beg you, 'No, don't stop now.' You take a deep breath and kiss me some more," Matt breathes.
"I look into your eyes and say, 'I've been wanting this for so long.' I go back to kissing you and we start frantically pulling our jackets and ties off. I pull your shirt up and put my hands under it so I can feel your luscious body. You're unbuttoning my shirt desperately and we just keep kissing and rubbing up against each other," Tim goes on.
Matt pants, "I've got your belt undone. You manhandle me over to the bed and we shed our pants as we go. We kick our shoes off and we are both nude. I'm thrilled with your unclothed body and begin kissing and fondling my way down your pecs and your abs. I give one of your nipples a vicious little bite on the way."
"I sit on the edge of the bed and give you access to suck my rock hard cock. I moan with pleasure as you take me in your mouth and I grab your head to keep you in contact. I'm thrusting and you're taking me deep in your throat. I pull back to keep from coming because I want to fuck you," daydreams Tim.
"You pull me up onto the bed so I'm lying partly on top of you and we stop kissing for a moment. You stare in my eyes intensely and ask me if I'm sure I want this. I nod vigorously and say, 'Oh, yes, Peter, I'm very sure.' Your tongue starts pushing into my mouth again and you are fondling my cock and balls," Matt purrs. "Oh, Tim, this is way too hot for a TV show!"
Tim chuckles and spurs him on, "You get some condoms and lube out of a bedside drawer and hand them to me. I roll a condom on and flip you over onto your stomach so I can slick up your hole. I use my fingers to breach you and tease you open. I'm panting and sweating and I'm kissing and biting your back and your neck. You arch back and I moan, 'Neal, you are so gorgeous.' I line my cock up to enter you from behind."
"I wiggle and turn over so we can be face to face and we're kissing frantically while you ease into me. I gasp and and you groan and then we are fucking passionately," Matt says breathlessly. "Oh god, Tim. This is so good."
"Matty, I love fucking you. Your hole feels hot and tight around my cock. You are so goddamn beautiful as your cock drips and presses against me. I want us to stay like this and fuck forever. I plunge in even deeper than before and you are licking and sucking on my neck and making encouraging sexy sounds," Tim tells him breathlessly. "I'm getting so close. I know I'm going to come soon."
"You pull back and I push with my ass so you strike my prostate. I squeeze down around you to encourage you to sink in so deep and fill me up. Oh, you feel so wonderful inside me. I've been dreaming of this for such a long time," sighs Matt.
"I scream out, 'Neal!' and I'm coming and coming in waves of exquisite pleasure. I collapse onto you; then roll to the side and grasp your straining cock to jack you until you clench up and spurt out cum onto my chest. I hold you through your glorious climax," Tim continues. "I love to watch you come, Matty. You're so fucking gorgeous."
"Oh, Tim," Matt cries out. "Oh, I'm coming so hard. Hold me, hold me. I love you."
Tim erupts in his own intense orgasm with a shout of joy. "Oh god, oh god, ohhhh.... Oh my god."
Both men pant and sigh until their excitement subsides. Matt laughs with delight, "Ooh, Neal really enjoyed that."
Tim responds affectionately, "Peter will never be the same. He'll be putty in Neal's hands after this."
Matt teases, "Aww, maybe that's why the writers never went there."
"Well, yeah, and it would be way too X-rated. I don't think I could do that for the cameras with the whole crew standing around. Can you imagine that?" Tim reminds him.
"But it's a fun fantasy," Matt giggles. "Hey, we just created our own fan fiction!"
Tim bursts out laughing, "I guess we did at that. Oh, I love you, Matty. I really do."
Matt replies softly, "Me too. You don't know how much I needed this. Sometimes it feels like it all just gets too much for me. I mean I love my life, I do. It's everything I ever wanted. It's just so busy and hectic sometimes, I almost feel like it's more than I can even handle."
"Matty, will you call me when you feel that way? We can just talk. I never want you to think you are alone," Tim promises. He sighs, "But Matty, I have to go right now. I have to get back to work. Can I call you tomorrow?"
"You can if you want to, but I have an interview in the morning and a photo shoot in the afternoon. I'm okay. I feel better now. That really helped to relieve some of the tension. Thanks, Buddy. You make me feel so loved and appreciated. Simon is always so calm and together. I just don't think he can really understand how I feel sometimes," Matt explains seriously.
"I think you might be wrong about that, Matt. Give him a fair chance," Tim urges. "I know he loves you so much. You know it's much easier to be a lover than a husband."
"I guess you're right," Matt admits. "Hey, I'll let you go now. Thanks again for surprising me with this call."
After they disconnect, Matt gets up and takes a shower. He feels refreshed and energized. After he dries off, he dresses and calls Simon. He says lovingly, "Hey you. It's me. I'm feeling better. I think I'll go pick up the boys from school after all. And Simon? I love you so much."
Simon smiles happily to himself. He texts a quick message to Tim, "Thanks!" with a thumbs up symbol.
Tim texts back "Any time!" with a smiley face. He thinks to himself that it's not so surprising that a talented sensitive man like Matty might need both a husband and a lover to keep him happy. He admires Simon so much for loving Matt enough to give that to him.