Sitting home on a cold rainy night can be lonely. Especially if you had just broke up with the guy that you thought was Mr. Perfect. And also especially if you are the one that got dumped. This particular night I stare at the laptop and I promise myself that I'm not going online. Well, OK - maybe just for a few minutes. (Famous Last Words).
Online there's a list of chat rooms with the count of people in that particular room. I scroll down to see if there's anything interesting. I stop at:
PHONE - 547
That's a lot of lonely online surfers.
Phone Sex huh? I wonder exactly how that works?
OK I'm not that innocent. I know you talk dirty to each other. I do know some good words and I have an over active imagination. I've watched some gay porn, so I do have an idea of what's supposed to happen.
I enter the room and almost immediately I get a request for a private chat. He says he likes my picture and profile.
Huh? I go back and look at my profile to see what's so captivating. It was pretty basic stuff:
Age minus 10
Height plus 2
Weight minus 10
And a very simple pic of me drinking beer in Puerto Vallarta, and yes I was fully clothed.
I went back to the chat room and he was still there waiting for a response from me.
How's it Going?
Fine and you? My name is (let's call him 'D')
I'm Rick.
Can I call you?
Hmm, I'm thinking that was fast. I took a deep breath and and responded
Wait a minute, then you can call.
I remembered the porn movies. They always had that hard beat disco-ish music playing in the background. I turned on my TV and searched the cable music channels. I was a little disappointed that they didn't have a channel called Porn Music. This meant that I had to sample a few channels to find a suitable replacement. I ended up on channel 916 called Electronica. I pay about $100 a month for cable and this was the first time I ventured past channel 13.
With the music blaring the mood was set. For a minute I thought about lighting candles, then thought that was just weird.
OK, I'm back, you can call now.
I give him my number and the phone rings immediately.
Hi, Rick
Hi, 'D'
Where do you live?
Seattle, and you?
Omaha.
I used to live in Omaha, so for the next 30 minutes we talk about how much the city has changed since I lived there. He asked about Seattle and I told him how nice it was with the mountains and the water and it was so gay friendly. He told me he had always wanted to visit Seattle. I told him he really does need to come out. After about a half hour he tells me his phone is dying and asks if he can call me again tomorrow.
My first experience with phone wasn't that bad, no sex involved whatsoever. And 'D' did seem to be a nice guy. I guess we should be brave sometimes and try things we wouldn't normally do. I also learned that I probably won't be going past channel 13 again in the near future.
Until Next Time - Wise OUT
