rosieblue

So I have this friend, G. I've known him about 4 years, through an old house mate, and we got on from the day we met. He's funny, charming, eccentric and has those chiselled good looks that you just can't get away from. And which cause me a constant dilemma - I have issues with guys who know they're good looking, but occasionally get drawn in. And G & I have been dancing around each other for years.

Well, not quite. Most of our conversations involve some hefty dirty talk. Including one memorable exchange that led to talking on the phone as he walked home late one night and ran off to sort himself out in a door way and then a bathroom. One of the more interesting calls I've had in my time, I must say.

While G came with me when I got my tongue pierced last year, I don't see much of him, or get the chance to talk to him too often as we're both busy people and his band's been on tour a lot. But today I had enough, I know him well enough not to get blown away by a cheeky smile and pointed out that it's really not on that I only hear from him when he needs help getting himself off. Obviously not the response he was expecting, but like any good friends we talked it over, made up and proceeded to use the wonders of technology for a mutual masturbation session. That's what normal friends do...right?

The joy of being long-distance tease buddies for so many years is that we each get a perverse pleasure in watching one another get off and know just how to wind the other up. Guaranteed mutual satisfaction. Now I just need to wait for the day when he acts out all the dirty, sordid little nothings that I heard from the doorstep...