Date: Sun, 12 Aug 2001 13:40:10 -0700 (PDT) From: Mr. Nice Guy Subject: Phonesex Escapades Hey happy strokers, it's TeenWriter2003@yahoo.com making another installment. Please e-mail me with all questions/comments/ and ideas. It was mid-morning one Sunday, and I was waiting with eager anticipation to have the house all to myself. My brother thankfully left for a friends house, and it seemed like an eternity before my parents left for a tennis mixer. Finally, I had the entire house to myself. I raced down the stairs to ensure the door was locked. On my route back to my bedroom I unzipped my fly, and gently began to stroke my aching cock. I loved the stimulation the walking provided my balls, and soon began a gentle massage. I closed my bedroom door, and drew the shades shut, ensuring next to no light to disturb me. I removed my shirt, and lowered my pants to my ankles. I signed onto AOL discovering I had seven new e-mails. I read them all hastily, and decided to reply after I finished the business at hand (no pun intended). I instantly went to a chatroom intended for gay males in their twenties. "18/m in Cali looking for an AGGRESIVE phone sex partner aged 20-35...IM me now" I kept flashing that message across the screen, waiting for a response. During my short wait, I opened up my favorite picture file to look at while engaged in phone sex. A giant cock filled my screen, I got a quick glimpse before reducing the window. I had three IMs flood my screen seconds after flashing my message. I randomly selected the top window, a 28 year old named Jim. We swapped stats... Jim-white, 28/m/Ca, 6'2" Brwn Hair, brwn eyes, 7 inch cock/cut, Ample Body Hair... I responded by saying... Blake-white, 18/m/CA, 6' Brwn Hair, Blonde Spikes, Green Eyes, 7 1/2 inch cut cock, Smooth firm chest and Abs, well tanned Jim was apparently very excited by my description, after setting the basic ground rules for a session I instantly gave him my digits. My heart raced as I waited for my cell phone to alert me of his presense. I re-opened the giant cock picture and laid back on my bed. The phone began ringing, I lunged at it full of passion. "Hey Jim, I'm so glad you called, I'm so FUCKIN' horney," was how I initiated the conversation "Hey Baby, I'm fuckin' pounding my dick right now. God I wish you were here to take care of me." "MMMmmm. I'd raise your shirt revealing your toned hairy body. I'd gently suck on your nipples as I ground my cock into your lap. I'd slowly lick my way down your upper body as I got to your jock strap." Both of us moaned at the thought of our respectively young bodies meeting for the first time. Jim's low voice grew with excitement. "I want you to suck on my fat cock. That's right, I want you to fuckin' take all of it in your mouth! Can you handle all seven inches?" "Jim I would start by stroking the very base of your cock. Then I'd wrap my lips around your tip, being sure to suck every inch." I looked over at the enormous dick on my computer monitor and fantasized it was Jim's stick. I continued to vigorously pump my shaft and squeeze my balls as my conversation with Jim grew hotter. "Hell baby, I've got so much fuckin' precum, I want you to suck it all up. Now turn over, I'm fuckin' hard now and I want to fuck your tight ass." That was the only command I needed to begin to ease three fingers into my ass, imagining it was Jim's tool. "Come on baby, FUCK me hard. I want your balls to bounce off of my smooth ass. I want your hairy chest to smack my body. I want you to reach around and stroke my cock." At this point both of us were moaning as we both neared climax. "Jim, where ya gonnna shoot it? Don't waste it in my ass! I want you to cover me in it!" "Oh Blake, your gonna have to fuckin' swallow. I'm gonna shove this shit down your throat." Both of us moaned begging to drench ourselves in eachothers cum. Our panting became screams as we simultaneously shot our loads. Normally after such a hot session, most guys get embarrassed and hang up. But not Jim, we continued to gently play with our cocks as we chatted. We established that we lived near eachother and ought to meet. More to come next time...