The gay chat site is one of my favorite pastimes. I love to bring young men off, with just my typed words alone - no pictures (of me), no sound, nothing but our mutual written connection.
Chat Session Has Begun
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Part 1
"Are you sure?" Ryan is his name. He is eighteen, built, and horny as hell. His naked pic shows me all I need to know. I have his. He will not get mine.
"Yeah, Ryan, I'm certain this will work for you. I've done this many times with guys your age. I'll have you hard and happy in no time." The screen tells me he is typing his reply. I know what it will be. I am ready for him.
"But I need something to visualize with...just one pic?"
"Absolutely not, Ryan. Tell you what. If my words alone don't get you hard...I'll send you my dick pic. You promise to be honest with me, son?"
"I promise. Okay, we'll do it your way." Ah. He's mine now. I am somewhere in my forties; and have been playing this way with young bucks for about three years now. Once they agree to do it my way, I have never had a failure. We both get more than our share of sexual excitement, and eventual release. As proof of this, I maintain a log of repeat 'chat-buddies' who keep cumming back for more!
"Now, Ryan, tell me about your wildest sexual fantasy - the one that gets you going every time." I like to let my playthings do most of the work.
"Okay. Well, while I have never actually done anything real with a guy...I have the hots for my friend Jamie. He's two years older than me. He has the most beautiful blue eyes and dark brown hair I ever saw. And when we shower at the gym, I have to bite the inside of my cheek until it bleeds so I don't get hard just looking at him. I mean, his body is perfect. His chest...the thickness of his back...and the way the water plays with the wet hair of his pits...damn." Ryan has done all the work for me. It is impossible that he is still soft. Probably already leaking the sweet precum that I will make flow in gobs in just a short while.
"Good. Good job, Ryan. You gave me a real good 'view' of Jamie, and also I've learned more about you. Reach down now, son, and put a hand on your belly. Go under your shirt so you can feel the heat of your skin, and the hairs on the trail that leads to your bulge. Just keep it there for a minute. Take a deep breath. 'See' Jamie in your head, both of you naked in the shower. Watch him move close to you. Feel his hand move yours away from your belly and take its place there, pressing ever so slightly into your warm and wet flesh. Do you feel his hand on you, Ryan?"
"Yes."
"Your eyes were closed, right?"
"Yes."
"Now slowly move 'his' hand and yours in your mind and on your body on a downward path until it is resting on your exposed and needy bulge. Feel his fingers slowly wrap around your manhood. Let out a moan with the first tug on your shaft as Jamie starts to jack your cock. You with me, son?"
"Yes. It feels good. I'm hard as steel." Game won. Now for the afterglow.
"So you're nice and hard, right, Ryan?"
"Yes."
"With just my words alone?!"
"Fuck yes!"
"Good. Let's ramp this up a bit. I've got my own little buddy all engorged and slicked up, just hearing about you and Jamie together. You two are really hot. Would you like to kiss him? To feel his soft lips on your own? To get a tingle when his little mustache touches your face; and his tongue snakes in to play with yours? He does have a little stache, right, son?"
"Christ - how did you know?" I didn't. But a 50-50 shot usually pays off for me. Besides, I always have an answer if my guess is not on target.
"We have a connection, Ryan. It's called telepathy. You've allowed me into your mind. I can see the two of you as you see you - naked in the gym showers, his hand on your penis, gently stroking the cum up from where it forms inside of your crotch. I can see it slowly boiling and making those little storage sacs fill to capacity - causing you a bit of internal pressure and pain. You do feel it, right, son?"
"It kinda hurts, but feels good, too. This is the feeling I get when I play with myself to cum."
"Correction, Ryan - when Jamie plays with you to cum. You'll both be cumming soon, son, as will I. See, I told you my pic was not necessary to get you going! Will you continue to follow my instructions, Ryan?"
"Yes."
"Good boy. Let's take a minute to refresh ourselves and get some playthings, I want you to go get a few ice cubes and put them in a shallow bowl. Also a couple of ear cleaner sticks with the cotton on the ends...and a tube of lube. Let me know when you're ready." It will take Ryan a few minutes to get those things together. Meanwhile, it will calm down his need to cream - and extend our fun time together. I want Ryan to be nice and edged, before he explodes with the thoughts in his head, egged on by my words alone.
"Got 'em."
"Okay. Le'ts get back to the shower with Jamie. Put a dollop of lube on one of the sticks, and set it aside for now. Jamie will use it later. Meanwhile, he is resuming his attention to your crotch. You are leaning with your back on the shower wall, at a slant so he has good access to your body. His other hand, wet with soap, is now on the small of your back. It is slowly sliding down to the top of your ass crack...fingers entering there...slightly spreading his hand to get to his goal."
"Yeah. (gulp) I can feel it. But no one has ever..."
"Ryan. It's Jamie. I want you, Ryan. I want to feel your body bend to me, to my touch, to my will. Please let me touch you, Ryan. Please."
