Every so often I surf the web looking for various flavors of gay porn. Where else can I find near endless images / videos of men without the embarrassment that comes with public consumption. Lets face it. If your gay, odds are you’ve been curious as to what goodies lie in waiting on the internet.

Believe me, I had no idea I’d ever call a phone sex line. I found one through a search engine one night after I became curious as to what other adventures the internet would hold for a gay male. I was getting a little tired of the usual photo/video thing.

My first impression was that the site looked professional, very, very different from the other “gay phone sex” website that I had been perusing. “This is a good start” I thought to myself - still convinced that I wasn’t really going to call. I read through the pages and wrote down the number next to my keyboard. “If I get REALLY lonely, or REALLY bored with pictures, I’d give it a shot” - but only as a last resort. To be honest, I was really nervous.

Not surprisingly, five days later I called. Ok, so I’m about to actually do this. I’m about to pick up that phone and dial some guy who’s going to talk dirty to me. Wow, I was surprising myself. I dimmed the lights, turned on some soft music, and fixed myself a drink to take the edge off. It was a Thursday evening, and I hoped that they wouldn’t be closed [I later found out they are staffed 24/7]. Vodka cranberry in my left hand, phone in the right, I dialed. I decided on the 800 number, because I rationalized that in case the company was bogus, the insurance from the card would cover me from a catastrophic scam. Believe me though, it would have taken a catastrophic scam for me to claim anything at all. Imagine me calling Visa and telling them “Hey, this gay phone sex company ripped me off”, yea right!

So, I dial and connect to the operator, who is very cool. He takes my billing info and ask what I’m into or if I have a favorite guy. I told them its my first time, and that I wasn’t really “into” anything in particular. He said he’d set me up with a really solid boy named Frankie. I held my breath and told him to connect me. [At this point, I followed some advice I read on the internet and set my own timer so that I’d have a clear idea of how many minutes I’d been burning].

After a few seconds, I was greeted with a warm “Hey there” by Frankie. Now, I’m a gay male, nothing really shocks me, but I have to admit that at the sound of this guys voice, I was a little nervous. He told me to just relax, breathe nice and deep and loud, and enjoy. Right from the start, Frankie took over. He talked in a way that made me feel SO personal. For instance, I was a little worried that it would just be some straight guy reading from a script, but it was nothing like that. He was talking TO me, asking me questions.. guiding me through the process. Telling me what he wanted me to do, asking me what I wanted HIM to do, it was amazing. This was NOTHING like porn. This was sexier.

I felt like I was having sex with this guy. It seriously drove me insane to think that this guy had JUST “met” me, and he was about to hear me cum. Nothing has ever turned me on so much. As he egged me on and on there came a point when I could’nt take it anymore and just let out everything that had been building inside me, all the while keeping the phone tight to my ear, listening to him groan and tell me how bad he wanted to smell me!

Ok, I’ll admit it. I loved the call. I loved it so much that I had to write you and tell you guys that you should be commended for providing such a straightforward, honest, erotic service. Thank you, you won a caller for life.

“I never thought that it was weird. I just always liked to look at older women. When I went to the beach, I found myself peeping more at the moms than the eighteen year old daughters.

It was this fascination, it turned me on. Often before I went to bed, I’d think about what it would be like to bang a woman that had kids.. or even, grandkids. I was really skeptical about calling Mandys. First, I was paranoid that there would be some charge on my credit card like SICK PORN FREAK CALLS GRANDMA FOR PHONE SEX - 20$. Hah.

So I made myself a drink, got comfortable and made the call at about 7pm. I had set the timer on my microwave to 25 minutes, and figured that when it would beep I’d end the call. I didn’t want to have to fuckin worry about keeping track of time while I was jerking off. How can I possibly describe that phone call. I decided on per-minute billing, because I didn’t know if I’d want to go over the alloted time for flat rate pricing, and I didnt care much about the price anyway. I wasn’t planning on doing this everyday.

I was connected to a older woman named Martha. She was very cool and comfortable and led the entire conversation. She didn’t make me feel awkward or anything. It flowed really nicely.

She took control and started telling me about how she has always been what she considered to be a horny lady, and about how she touches herself and all this stuff. It was so god damn hot to hear this woman in my ear, telling me all these sexual things… oh god, and when she started telling me what to do, being a little forceful. I was listening to her fingerfuck herself on the phone! Do you know how many guys will never get to experience that? (Martha, if your reading this, thank you very much sweetie)

Anyways, my first call was over in about 15 minutes, well ahead of what I thought. I just couldnt take this older woman telling me how she wanted me to fuck her. I blew my load so fast. It was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever experienced.” - Jeff

I always thought girls were cute. I mean really, when I found myself staring more at the cheerleader girls than the football jocks, something inside me was like, “hey, something is up.”

Anyway, I am not the type of girl that is going to act like a lesbian for the guys, or try and make other girls think I’m cool. I kept my feelings bundled up inside and didn’t tell anyone. Its not like I’m prude - because I’m not - but its not easy knowing that you really have no interest in guys… and your an eighteen year old girl.

It’s amazing what a powerful drug alcohol is. Without it, I don’t think I’d be writing this letter… because I would have never made the call. But hey, eventually I wanted to do something, kiss someone, touch a girl, hell… even talk to one! So I fired up my trusty computer and started surfing.

I have to admit that most of the lesbian phone sex websites that I found didn’t really seem like lesbian sites. They were gross pictures of obviously too old and too foreign girls with phone numbers splashed across them. I wanted to find an actual service that would set me up with a real girl that was interested in talking dirty. FINALLY I found one and gave it a shot.

You can’t even imagine how petrified I was. My hand was shaking and my voice sounded like a twelve year old. I don’t care what anyone says, calling a phone sex number for the first time is SCARY. I kept thinking, “Is this girl going to be a bull dike”, “is she going to sound old? young?”. Before I even got a chance to hang up, I was connected with an operator (or dispatcher as she called herself). She asked me what type of girl I wanted and what I was interested in. All I could mutter was, “Umm, I’m just curious and want to play around.” Sounded dumb but she responded with, “Ahh, a first timer, I got the girl for you.”

Obviously the call was one of the most intense experiences of my life or I wouldn’t be writing this silly letter. The girl was great, sounded about my age (although she was probably older) and walked me through some of the sexiest and most intriguing talk I have ever heard. Without getting into details, It was powerful.

So, what have I learned? Life is meant to be lived. Explore new things, give it a shot. Phone sex is an opportunity to meet different people and explore fantasies at your leisure.

The other night I was home all alone. Nothing to do. Bored out of my fucking mind. When I’m bored I get horny, what do you expect? My computer was busted up so I couldn’t go online and jack off. My boys were all out having sex with their girlfriends.

I thought about it for a second and dialed this new phone sex number I found on teenphonesex.com. Reason I picked this one in particular is because I figured that I wanted to start out with someone innocent. Someone that wouldn’t do some crazy shit over the phone. I wanted a younger phone sex operator that would ease me into things… boy did I have something else coming to me.

I thought it would be funny if I can call, talk to some hot teen for a few minutes and get hard. I called it up and the operator put me through to this girl named Veronica. All I heard was this hot voice asking me for my name. Oh well, fuck it. I gave her my name and she started chatting and making me comfortable. Guys, she sounded like a high school girl calling her mom cause she forgot her lunch money at home.

It was absolutely incredible how this girl sounded on the phone. She sounded like a chick that has toyed with men her entire life. She knew her voice was driving me fucking nuts and she loved every second of it. She teased me about the boys at her school and what they do to her. She told me what she daydreamed about, and how she liked to get “played with.” This girl was making me squirm like no other.

I became addicted. It was exactly what I wanted. A teen girl who I let me control her. Anything I asked, she answered. I asked her some of the filthiest questions I could think of, and she would answer with an even filthier answer.

This was a girl I could tell to do things and she’d do them, no questions asked. After about 5 minutes of chit chat, she starts to get really filthy and is telling me how she’s getting herself off. 10 minutes later I blew a load all over my fucking pants. Much better than being bored. Right before she hung up she told me if I called back she’d explain this story that sounded so god damn hot I don’t want to share it with anyone else. (Hell, I paid good money for it.)

Needless to say I called her back.. again and again. A few months later I heard she left the company. Probably because she was rich enough to buy a small country. It was one of the most amazing phone sex exieriences of my life. Insane while it lasted. God I love phone sex with teens.