(A/N: So glad you liked my chapter! Hope you enjoy this one too, I think there's lots of regressive fun to be had here. =) )
Will's eyes lit up and a devious grin stretched across his lips as he realized exactly who he needed to get in touch with. He grabbed his phone and tapped out messages as quickly as his little fingers would allow.
willblue87: hey
willblue87: hey
willblue87: heyyyyyyyyyy
willblue87: i know ur awake
willblue87: stop whatever game ur playing and answer
max-a-million: omg what
Will snickered as he pictured Max's annoyance at being torn away from one of his dumb videogames. He liked the guy well enough but didn't know that they'd be friends were it not for the one very important thing they shared.
willblue87: get over here now
max-a-million: u serious?
willblue87: 100 percent
max-a-million: its 3 in the fuckin morning
willblue87: so you know i gotta have something good right?
The boy's grin widened as he waited out the pause on the other end. He was sure that this wasn't how Max envisioned their first in-person meeting, but Will suspected Max wouldn't mind once he discovered what Will had planned.
max-a-million: what is it
willblue87: u gotta see in person
max-a-million: cmon cant u snap a pic or something
Will frowned for a moment before suddenly struck by an idea, giggling madly as he opened his phone's camera app and pulled down his pajama bottoms. The horny little cop snapped a close-up of his half-stiff wee-wee and sent it Max's way, hoping that his curiosity (and sex drive) would overcome whatever suspicions he had regarding receiving such a dangerous picture. A few minutes went by before Will's phone buzzed again.
max-a-million: whats ur address
Will's weenie stiffened the rest of the way as he sent his address to Max, receiving confirmation a moment later that his friend would be there in an hour. Though the mere knowledge of that was enough to make Will want to play with his pee-pee again, he summoned enough willpower to pull up his pajama bottoms and save the fun for when Max arrived. He wanted to make this special for the only person in whom he'd confided his fetish, as it was one he and Max shared. They'd met on a site that dealt in drawings of the forbidden acts that both men fantasized of daily and eventually grew close enough to learn that they only lived an hour apart from each other. Both had been leery of meeting in person, however, both extremely aware of what the consequences would be had they in fact shared their darkest secret with the wrong guy.
But now Max had been tempted to make the drive by the belief that he'd find a horned-up boy when he arrived - and damn it, that's exactly what Will intended to provide. Instantly he decided that his jammies weren't quite right for the scenario, and so he returned to the Chronivac to see what clothes would look best on his model (now shrunken to match Will's current age). He messed around with the program for a bit before remembering a specific image that Max had shared with him once, an adorably arousing piece of art that the man declared to be his favorite. Giddy with inspiration, Will set about bringing that vision to life...
(What is Max's fantasy boy dressed like?)