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I guess it would be fair to describe me as your average gay guy. I'm 27, from State College with a degree in journalism and have a good job as a Staff Reporter with our city's only newspaper. My favorite gay sex is just the plain old vanilla variety with a well build hunky kind of guy. I love to suck, be sucked, fuck and be fucked; but no kinky sex, nothing involving children, no S&M and definitely nothing involving animals. I don't, as yet, have a permanent lover but I am certainly not averse to having one if the right guy comes along.

Out of curiosity, I have tried Phone Sex a couple of times and inevitably found it to be very unsatisfactory. All too often the other guy will just grunt and every so often say: "Fuck me harder," or "Suck my cock, Man!" That kind of limited participation from the other guy leaves me pretty cold and uninterested. Maybe it is because I am a writer and have a pretty vivid imagination, which most guys into Phone Sex just don't share.

I've tried my hand at a few short stories and even one novel, but haven't had anything published yet - except for a few erotic gay stories I whipped out and which were generously published by Erotic Stories.

Anyway, I was on a gay chat line one night a month or so ago and "met" a guy who described himself as being 26 years old, working his way through college by working half-time at a local mall and going to college half-time. He said his name was Aaron and that he lived, worked and attended college in St. Louis. We finally got around to trading stats and, if he was telling the truth, he is one BIG dude! And I mean BIG all over! He says he is 6'4" tall, weights 240#, is all muscle with no excess fat(except maybe for a nice bubble butt), has curly brown hair, dark green eyes, and a 10" fat cock!

My first reaction was "Wow, could I even handle a hunk like that let alone let him fuck me!" The more we "talked" the more evident it became that he wasn't just some dumb hunk but an intelligent, articulate guy who sounded as sexy as hell! He finally asked if I was into Phone Sex. I had to admit that I had tried it before and generally been unsatisfied with the performance of my Phone Sex partners. He said he knew what I meant, but that I sounded as if I was exactly the kind of guy with whom he liked to have Phone Sex with and would I give him a chance to prove it. With some misgivings, I finally agreed to trade phone numbers with him, even though I didn't intend to call him unless he called me first, but it worked out better than I thought it could.

To my surprise, he called me that night and, damn, if he didn't have the sexiest voice I had heard in a long time! It turned out that he has an active an imagination as I do and we both eagerly exchange verbal description of what we are doing to each other, what we want the other to do to us, and how it feels. His verbiage is so graphic that I can almost feel him and can almost taste his hot cum, even though this is all just in my imagination. What is actually happening is that we are each beating our meat as hard as we can trying to come at as close to the same time as possible.

If it is taking me a little longer than normal to reach a climax, he slows down his graphic descriptions to let me catch up with him and I do the same for him when the situation is reversed.

We usually start out by 69ing each other, in our imagination of course. He can easily take my modest 7" down to my pubic hairs, but it is difficult for me to take much more than half of his monstrous cock down my throat. We both describe in explicit detail just what we want the other to do to our cock as well as how it feels. As I said earlier, he can get so graphic that I almost taste his cock in my throat and when he comes, it is almost as if he were shooting blast after blast of his hot thick cum down my throat. When we have both come, I just lie there totally wiped out, while he tells me how great a suck I gave him and how wonderful he feels. I do the same and we will part with promises to call each other soon.

On other occasions, I want him to fuck me with his huge cock, although in reality I don't know if I could ever take his cock up my ass. In my

imagination, his cock is that big and my ass is actually pretty tight.

Well, in our Phone Sex sessions, he coats his huge cock liberally with KY, greases up both my asshole and fuck chute and then starts a long and slow process of convincing my sphincter muscle to relax enough to let him penetrate my ass. He describes in detail how he is kissing me, teasing my asshole with the head of his cock and he usually has me loose enough that I think I could take a baseball bat up my ass. He penetrates me with a great sigh of satisfaction (all the while both of us are beating our meat as if there were no tomorrow) and slowly begins to slide his cock up my ass.

In actuality, I've never been fucked by a cock as large as he says he has and when he finally gets all 10' up my ass I can almost feel him filling my fuck chute. As he describes in detail how he is fucking me, I can again almost feel those thrusts and move my hips up to meet him on every one of his down stroke. Eventually we both come. I spurt my hot cum all over my chest and belly while he (in my imagination) fills my ass with unbelievable amounts of his hot thick cum. We usually imagine ourselves collapsing in each other's arms while we calm down. As usual, we each promise to get together on the phone for another session soon.

One scenario that I have imagined, but never acted out with him, has him working so hard at fucking my ass that his body is drenched in sweat. It is pouring down his broad chest and dripping off his big erect nipples onto my chest. Just as he is about to finish fucking me, I push him out of my ass, roll him on his back, and start to lick his sweaty body all over. I start by sucking the last drops of cum from his big cock and then lick away the sticky excess cum that coats his long shaft. After I've gotten his cock clean, I start on his big chest, lick that dry and then move on to his muscular upper arms, his armpits, his belly, his big low hanging balls (a particular favorite of mine), his thighs and finally his toes - each of which I suck individually. I know I would love to do this in reality, as well as my imagination and I think Aaron would enjoy it equally. I've never done it, however, in that it would take so long that the long distance tolls would be more than either of us would be willing to pay. Another scene I'd like to play out with him, but never have, has us showering together following his having fucked my legs off. We both soap each other up and when I've gotten his cock erect again, I turn him around, have him bend over, and hump his ass as long, hard and fast as I can. All the while I am humping him, I jack his cock off as fast as I can and we both come at the same time - my load shooting up his tight ass and his pouring onto the shower's floor. God, can't you just imagine that scene?

Aaron has suggest several times that we ought to try to get together for a live sex session, but I always say I am not ready for that. Actually, I am somewhat afraid to meet him in person because I have built up in my mind an image of him that is as real to me as if I had met him, and I'm afraid that the real Aaron couldn't possible live up to my mental image of him. I like that mental image so much that I am afraid to find out what he really looks like! Can you understand that? Or is just my over-active imagination playing trick on me? What do you think?

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