Date: Sun, 12 Aug 2001 13:40:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mr. Nice Guy <teenwriter2003@yahoo.com>
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...