Delphron had just sent his 40th Snap of the day to his not-so-subtle YouTuber crush, 8bitDylan. The two avidly message each other, never mind that they lived in different countries, 4,000 miles away. Their desire for each other, and the never-ending 10-second clips and assorted booty pictures, kept the connection alive.

Delphron jumped up at the custom ringtone he set for Dylan's, and Dylan's only, Snaps. He didn't have to find the app again because 90% of the time, the phone screen would open up to Snapchat. Del immediately clicked the picture in his inbox and was greeted by Dylan trying to be cute, but Delphron enjoyed the extra effort that Dylan put in. Delphron thought Dylan was this adorable bearded man and others question where he got that idea from.

The picture was of Dylan playing around with bow ties, even though his brand is honestly just one red bow tie, but Delphron loves Dylan in a bow tie, so Dylan gives in and tries on different colors and patterns. Delphron takes a picture with a thinking face before, with great effort, scribbling on a teal and navy blue striped bow tie with a caption that said, "Would this work for me?"

He pressed send, immediately to notify the second video message in the inbox from Dylan. Delphron is not unfamiliar with the words of encouragement that Dylan frequently sends, so he opened it without much thought.

"Hey, do you wanna Skype soon?" Dylan said with a smile.

Delphron grinned to himself at the suggestion. They've been video chatting often lately and enjoying each other's presence, albeit behind a screen. 4,000 miles gets a little smaller.

He jumped onto his computer and immediately pulls up Skype and calls Dylan. The computer ringed twice before Dylan and his green screen popped up. Dylan's face was flush and Delphron could kind of hear heavy breathing from him.

"You alright there, love?" Delphron called.

"Yeah, I'm good," Dylan said with a shaky laugh.

"Did you just come back from a run?" Delphron questioned.

Dylan pressed back his fringe and shook his head. "No, no. It's just so fucking hot in here."

Delphron shrugged a shoulder and gave a small smirk. "So what's up?"

"Just wanted to see your beautiful face," Dylan complimented, leaning on his desk with his chin in his hand.

Delphron quickly felt shy under his gaze, bashfully looking away from the screen. Dylan cooed, which caused Delphron to cover his blushing face.

"You could have seen it from Snapchat," He mumbled behind his hands.

"It's better to see it live. So I can creep on you," Dylan joked.

Delphron peeked from his hands. "You are a creep."

Dylan smiled with care and feasted on the sight before him. His Delphron had his hair under a beanie and, as Dylan noticed, wearing a new shirt.

"Is that new?" Dylan asked, gesturing to his own chest.

Delphron looked down and placed his hands flat on his chest, rubbing in a downward motion. "Oh, this? Yeah, I went on a little trip to the shop and bought a few shirts."

"Not like you don't have a billion of them," Dylan commented.

"Oh my god, let me live!"

Dylan busted out laughing at Nigel's annoyed expression and covered his mouth to attempt to hide his amusement.

"It's not funny," Del said with a smile and a brief giggle.

Dylan pulled a stone face. "You're right, it's not."

They both stared at each other, billions of pixels in between them.

"Speaking of new clothes..." Del got up from his chair and walked to his closet. "I have something to show you." He walked back to the computer and pointed the webcam at the ceiling.

"You know I don't like surprises!" Dylan's voice shouted from the computer. Del smirked as he walked back to the closet. For a few minutes, all Dylan could hear were the sounds of clothing being moved around.

Finally, the camera moved and Dylan's face turned beet-red.

"Oh my god..." Dylan cupped his hands over his mouth and stared in awe at how a simple change of clothes can make someone look entirely different.

"Too much...?" Del blushed and fidgeted his hair in embarrassment. Dylan gulped and took in what he was seeing. Del has changed his t-shirt into a very sheer tank that exposed every inch of his torso. He had also traded his shorts for very tight fitting jeans that clung to every muscle in his legs. Del stood silently, waiting for Dylan to say something.

"Is-uh-Is that everything you bought?" Dylan stammered through his hands, looking away to hide his blush.

"Nope!" Del sat back down in his chair, pulling a bag closer to him as he did so. "I bought a couple new shirts, a few pairs of jeans, and some other things." Dylan glanced back at his screen to see Del bouncing with excitement as he started pulling items out of the bag.

"Do you think this one looks cute?" Del held up a purple t-shirt with a floral pattern in varying shades of pinks and blues so Dylan could see. Dylan took one look and busted out laughing.

"That's a kid's shirt!" Dylan stammered out in between his fits of laughter. Del gave him a death glare through the screen, however, Dylan was laughing so hard it took him more than a few moments to notice. As soon as he did, he shut right up.

"Sorry..." Dylan rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly.

"Better be." Del tossed the shirt onto his bed and began rummaging through the bag again.

"Or else what?" Dylan looked at him with a glint of mischievousness in his eyes.

"Or else, I'd have to punish you," Del said with a straight face, looking back at Dylan through the camera.

"Punish me, Daddy!" Dylan exclaimed causing Del to blush immensely. "But, how would you punish me?" Del thought for a moment before answering.

"Tie you up and gag you." Dylan's eyes widened slightly at the abrupt and NSFW response.

"Gag me with what?" Dylan inched forward slightly, anxious to see the response he would receive from Del.

"Hmmm...." Del looked around his room before answering the question. "A dirty gym sock." Dylan gagged slightly, covering his mouth to imitate nauseousness.

"That's not what I thought you were going to say," Del tilted his head to one side and looked at Dylan in innocent confusion.

"What did you think I was going to say?"

"Honestly? Something kinky..." Dylan said with a stoned face. This time, it was Del who's eyes widened.

"L-like what?" Del stammered out, his face turning a lovely shade of pink.

"Something along the lines of 'I'll gag you with this huge piece of-'" Dylan said before Del squeaked in embarrassment.

"Stahp!" Del covered his face laughing out of embarrassment.

Dylan winked from across the screen, laughing at Del's face that was growing redder by the second.

"I'm gonna go make some tea." Del got up and left the room.

Good. Now I can change into my pajamas, Dylan thought. Dylan walked to his closet, rummaging through it without realizing his ADHD self forgot to turn off the webcam. He casually picked out a pair of warm fleece pajamas and started changing.

"Ok, I'm-" Del froze in place as he looked at the screen. His entire screen was filled with Dylan caught mid-change.

Let's see how long until he notices I'm here, Delphron thought mischievously. He carefully and quietly walked to his computer and sat down without making a single sound. He watched as Dylan walked around in the nude, completely forgetting that he wasn't wearing pants. His selected pajamas lay forgotten on the floor as Dylan's interest was peaked by something else in his closet.

Damn, he always said he had a big butt, Del thought as his mind became filled with dirty images of what he would do to said butt. He began rubbing his groin, growing more excited by the second.

Dylan finally decided that it was getting cold and turned around, giving Del a full frontal view of his package. Dylan's member was a thick one while soft with lots of pubic hair surrounding it. His balls seemed nice and bouncy which caused Del to gasp louder than expected, causing Dylan to jump and look around. He finally noticed that his webcam was still on and Del was just sitting there with his hand in his lap, watching Dylan's every move.

"Jesus Christ, how long have you been watching me?!" Dylan exclaimed grabbing his pajamas off the floor, hiding his nude self from Del's perverted eyes.

"Long enough to know you have a nice butt and...other things" This time, Del winked and Dylan blushed. "You should move those pajamas so I can see more."

"Only if you take yours off too." Del blinked in surprise, shrugged, and stood up. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, along with his underwear, leaving everything in full view for Dylan. Del's member was the complete opposite of Dylans. It was nice and plump, with his balls clinging close to the base of his dick and it was trimmed nicely.

Dylan stood there, mouth wide open at the sight of Del's dick.

"You just gonna stand there or..." Del sat back down, scooting back enough to keep his lower half still in the frame. Dylan blinked and dropped his pajamas from his hands slowly walking to his seat.

"Like what you see?" Del started rubbing his dick slowly, causing it to rise slightly from the touch.

"Mhm..." Dylan was completely entranced by his friend's dick. He wanted to reach across the screen and touch it. Hell, he wanted to do more than touch it. He wanted to do everything under the sun to the man.

Del continued to play with his dick softly which continued to make it harden, which was causing a little hardening of Dylan's own dick. Dylan reached down and began playing with his dick while watching Del do the same.

"You have a nice dick," Del said, starting to stroke his dick a little faster. "Kind of wish you were here in person."

"Oh yeah? What would we do if I was there in person?" Dylan started massaging his balls, thinking of a few things he would do to the boy.

"Well for one, I'd like to give your dick a taste," Dylan kept massaging his balls and thought about Del's lips swallowing his manhood. "But, you'd have to trim it first."

"If that's all it takes, then maybe I will," Dylan laughed which caused Del to laugh in return.

"What would you do to me if you were here?" Del noticed that Dylan got a mischievous look in his eyes, and started wondering if he was going to regret asking this question.

"Well..." Dylan took a moment to think, moving from his balls to stroking his dick. "I'd probably make you mine." Del moaned softly, imagining Dylan bending him over and making him his bitch.

"I'd let you do that any day." Dylan moaned this time, stroking his dick faster.

"Take off your shirt" Dylan demanded, pulling his off so Del could have the full glory of his naked body on his screen. Del did the same and both returned to stroking their dicks, marveling at the sight of the other.

"Fuck, I'm close." Dylan moaned stroking faster and faster. He shot out a stream of cum all over his keyboard arousing Del even more than before. Del started moaning, coming closer to an orgasm himself. He gasped softly and shot cum all over his chest.

"Wish I was there to clean it up for you..." Dylan smirked at the mess Del had made all over himself.

"Wish you could." Del looked down at Dylan's keyboard. "Have fun cleaning that."

Dylan looked down at his keyboard and a flurry of words flew out of his mouth that would've made Mother Mary keel over. Del laughed, using his shirt to clean up his mess.

"I need to go shower and clean up this mess before work," Del stood up and stretched, showing Dylan his fully naked body.

"I guess I'll go get ready for bed. Have a good day at work babe! Text me after?" Dylan watched as Del turned around and winked, ending the call. Dylan looked down at his keyboard and sighed.

Guess I better clean this. He set to work, anxious for the day he finally met Del in real life. Little did they both know, that day wasn't far off...