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My First Chat Session

Posted by: Age: 66 Posted on: 3 comments
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My first chat session with another guy turned out to involve more than just chat. My chat partner obviously was a fan of Toby Keith's song "A Little Less Talk and a Lot More Action."

About six years ago I got up the nerve to place an ad in the "Men Seeking Men" section of a familiar website devoted to selling used items as well as hooking up for sex. I made it clear in my ad that I wasn't planning on hooking up: I just wanted to exchange e-mails with older guys who had recently had some form of sex with another guy. I hoped I'd be able to contact men who were willing to answer my questions in detail, or describe their experiences in detail. I got a few responses from guys who sounded articulate and intelligent and who were also willing to provide the detailed information I was looking for. One of the guys who replied asked if I'd be interested in chatting using a popular instant messaging service. I was reluctant to try because my wife's invalid mother lived with us and would hear any voice chat. The guy assured me that text chat would be fine, so I agreed to try this unfamiliar kind of sexual activity. During our first chat session I was naked, but had my bathrobe slung across the back of my chair in case my mother-in-law needed help. I noticed I was already secreting pre-cum before my chat partner came on-line. When he did, he reversed our previous roles, and he began asking me questions about my sexual experiences. I told him about one experience as a teenager, masturbating while two other boys watched. I tried to ask him about some of his experiences but he evaded my questions and directed the conversation back toward me, asking what other kinds of sexual activities I had engaged in. He suddenly threw me for a loop when he asked me if I was masturbating while we chatted. I had to admit that I had been absent-mindedly stroking my cock while he was typing his questions or comments. I also confessed that there was a small puddle of pre-cum on the vinyl seat of my chair, connected to the tip of my cock by a thin, glistening thread. He continued to ask more intimate questions about my cock: how big it was, whether I shaved my cock and balls, how hard my cock was, how close I was to cumming, and so on. His questions had exactly the effect on me that I'm sure he intended. I had never thought of myself as a submissive, but I was getting really turned on by the idea of this guy remotely controlling my hand and my cock to entertain and amuse him. When he suddenly asked, "Why don't you just stop typing and cum for me?" I couldn't resist. After just a few more strokes and I spurted a small load of cum onto the seat of my chair. When my hands stopped shaking enough to inform him of what had just happened, he typed "Yay! That was hot!" and added a few more compliments on my (unseen) performance. There wasn't much more to say after that. We logged out of the chat session and he never contacted me again. I realized that I should probably buy a webcam in order to make my chat sessions even more interesting. I'll write about those experiences in subsequent stories.

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