Fishing at the Phone Booth

This is a true story. Several years ago I lived in an apartment on a busy street corner where a bus stop was located. I could look right down onto the people who were waiting for the bus or about to cross the street. Behind the bus shelter was a payphone attached to a small neighborhood deli and when the phone rang, anyone standing nearby could easily hear it. I obtained the number of the payphone and I would watch the people gather at the bus stop and I would call the number hoping someone would answer. I also used binoculars for a close up view and I could see everything crystal clear.

I had called the phone dozens of times and spoke with both men and women and I discovered that I could get people to talk to me for long periods of time about everything under the sun. I had people actually come back and wait for me to call on the phone to talk to them. Some of these people I met personally, some I didn’t.

On this particular day, I spotted a handsome man about thirty years old wearing a beautiful business suit carrying a brief case. I then called the number and let it ring for quite some time. There are some people who cannot stand to let a phone go unanswered and when a young woman answered the phone I asked her to hand the phone to the gentleman wearing the charcoal suit, which she did.

Looking through my binoculars, I could see the man was surprised and apprehensive about taking the phone, but after a few seconds he did and I heard a soft voice hesitantly say “hello. Who is this?”

I said hello back to him as I was watching through my binoculars and the man again said, “who is this?” I introduced myself saying, “my name is Edward and I am watching you from an apartment across the street.” I waited and watched this handsome man to see what he would do next and he said, “why are you watching me?” “I find you very handsome and would love to meet you, . . .no strings attached.” I said, anxious for a response. I was also hoping he wouldn’t just hang up on me.

To my surprise he had no reaction to my comment and said nothing on the phone, so I pushed it a little farther and said, “listen, If you are interested in meeting me I would love to meet you. I see by the ring on your finger that you’re married. All I want to do is suck your cock. No names exchanged or anything. I am no threat to you. If you’re still interested stay on the line.”

To my surprise the man stayed on the line. I was watching with my binoculars and he was turning around to see if other people at the bus stop were watching him. He then said, “what do you look like?” I knew right then I had him interested and I described myself to him.

I then said “why don’t you walk across the street and go into the red brick building and buzz 505. I will let you in. When you get to my door and you don’t like what you see, walk away and go to work. It’s just that harmless and simple.” I continued on, “but, if you stay, I will suck your cock right there and then you can go to work with a smile on your face. And by the way, you already missed your bus”

No response and I could tell the man was thinking about it. I now dropped my voice and said, “have you ever had a man suck your cock?” “No” the man said without hesitation. “I am sure you will enjoy it,” I said.

The man then hung up the phone and walked to the corner and stood there for some time. He then crossed the street and was now walking directly toward my building. Several minutes later my buzzer went off and I opened the door for him to enter. Several more minutes went by and there was a faint knock on the door. I looked through the peephole and it was my handsome stranger. My breathing was rapid and I slowly opened the door hoping he would like what he saw and would stay.

The two of us stood there for what seemed like a long time when I reached out and took his hand and lead him into my apartment. I shut the door and guided him so that his back was against the wall near the door and knelt down in front of him. I didn’t look up as I unbuckled his pants and pulled down the zipper. I let his pants fall to the floor as I pulled down his underwear exposing a flaccid but beautiful cock. I wasted no time and placed my mouth on the soft member and started to suck his cock until he was really hard and now 6 inches long and thick. I was playing with is balls and slowly sliding my mouth up and down his cock. With my other hand now rubbing his ass and the back of his legs I let go of his cock and begged him to “let it go. I want you to cum in my mouth.”

I then went back to sucking his beautiful cock and was listening to him moan with pleasure. His balls were tight and his twitching cock let me know that he was getting ready to cum. My new friend was getting very relaxed as I stroked his cock and stuck my tongue in his piss hole. I lifted his cock up with my hand and was sucking on his balls when his moaning became louder and a blast of cum shot up in the air. I put my mouth over the head of his cock and caught the second and third blast of his warm juice and I kept my mouth there until he was done. I held my mouth around his cock until he went limp.

The man then pulled his pants up and got dressed. Before he left I asked him he wanted to do this again. “I don’t know about that,” he said cautiously. I then said to him that if he would like to continue this he can come over anytime the yellow light is turned on in the window. With that the man left. It should be noted that he came back four five times over the summer.