I've talked about him before; he loves him some BigBlackCock (TM) (aka BBC), and actually inspired the locker-room gang bang in my play Phone Whore. Sometimes he calls me from home, where we are able to browse the same Xhamster videos together (where the fuck did they get the name Xhamster from, anyway?!). His favorites list is chock-full of interracial gang-bangs, obviously, things where the girl is really getting reamed, because eventually we're going to pull him into that centerpiece position, and he likes it rough.
Lately he's mostly been calling me from his truck. It's his company's truck, he says, and no, I have NO IDEA what that means, what line of work he's in that they have company trucks, or whether he is doing what he actually says and taking his tissues with him when he leaves the truck. His calls are brief—usually only seven minutes, every now and then 10—but we have nonetheless managed to develop an understanding, he and I, about exactly what he likes. We also are able to be with each other outside the call as well, in a non-awkward way.
This kind of phone relationship is as rare as it is wonderful. For me that outside interaction is way more interesting and indicative than the content of the fantasy, for telling me about the caller as a person. The guys who hang up without saying good-bye, well... I am obviously not a person to them. They don't owe me anything, any more than you owe your vibrator anything. When I first started taking calls, I resented that attitude a lot; now I just shrug. But the ones who do have the time and inclination to say goodbye, or "have a great weekend", well, that makes the world a better place for everybody, I think. And if we are able to banter a bit, if we can joke and be a little affectionate or charming with each other, that's brilliant. I especially love those occasions when my callers let the real world intersect with their fantasy world, and we can laugh about it.
For example, today this caller said he was literally drooling, thinking about getting some BBC in his mouth. I told him to get a dildo and get to work on it; I wanted to hear him use a little finesse at first and then I wanted to hear him choke on it. Done and done, very well done, in fact. Then I got to the bit where he's working on six or seven BBCs at once and one of them is going to slide in behind him, and I asked him, "your pussy is twitching right now, isn't it, so fuckin' greedy?"
And he totally switched gears, from panting and breathless horny-bitch cocksucker begging on his knees to slightly embarrassed dude on the couch. "Well, you know, normally I'd totally do that, but today everything's coming out and nothing's going in."
And I laughed and he did too, and I said, "Well, it's important to be aware of physical limitations. That one in particular is a good thing to notice when it comes to getting your FUCKING PUSSY STUFFED." And we got back into it and finished him off.
That is some good customer/client relations right there.
I CALL HIM "LOCKER-ROOM GANGBANG". He'll be in the movie, too! At least his fantasy will be. Donate TODAY to support the production of Phone Whore (the movie). All the details here: