You’d better not hate pineapple on pizza, otherwise this conversation is already over.
It seems like an hour has passed since Kragen’s last reply, yet actually only about five minutes. Despite the green dot next to his profile picture, he isn’t an incredibly responsive guy. My hasty fingers hammer away another message. Or two. Fuck. Okay they can’t seem to stop.
Hello?
Are you there? Did I run you off?
Bueller? Buuelller?
No sooner do I lean over the pizza box for another slice, when I finally see he’s responding. Quite enthusiastically I might add.
No way! It’s my favorite show too. One of the best episodes is when Moira is asked to be the spokesperson for that guy’s disgusting wine. Oh and I don’t have any bias against pineapple on pizza. Just don’t tell me that I must love dogs like every other cheesy gay on this thing. At least in a smaller city where I’m from, people joke about that on dating sites all the ti
Time. God I’m sorry. I hate how we can’t write longer paragraphs in one bubble without being cut off. I’m nothing if not wordy. Some people are turned off by it, so if you are, I suppose it was nice chatting with you.
Okay, I’m sorry. That was a bit ranty. Fuck I’m so horny. But you’re so far away.
Judging by the tone in these messages, Kragen appears to behave much like the age he’s indicated on his profile. I know I’ve avowed never to give a younger boy my whole heart ever again. So this is one of those instances where I have to be tactful with my reply. I wouldn’t necessarily want to be rude. He might be okay with Hawaiian pizza, but perhaps the dog remark is begging for trouble. Dogs are more important to me than people.
Would it be such a bad thing if I had a dog? What have they ever done to you?
Yeah my dog… her name is Beautiful… she’s very well behaved. I don’t think she’d cause you any harm.
Yeah, you’re farther than I was thinking too. Yeah I’m horny as well. I have the means to meet up. But tonight’s out of the question. Sorry. What are you? Bottom or top?
Kragen is much quicker with his responses this go round.
I’m terrified of dogs. I have a few fears, sad to say. And dogs are near the top of that list.
Beautiful, huh? That’s a pretty name. Or literally I guess. Whatever. You get the gist.
You’re gonna make me peel the banana tonight then, huh? Lol I don’t think I can go another hour without nutting.
Oh and I’m versatile btw.
I bet he is versatile. Of course, every guy says that when they rarely ever are. My reply is witted, yet guarded. I’m not opposed to continuing our conversation, since there’s nothing else requiring my attention this weekend.
Of course you are. That’s what they all say. For this to work, you’ll definitely be bottoming. How old even are you, Kragen? Your profile says 21. Are you lying to me?
Nani whimpers, shooting me a look as if she needs to pee. She’s trained to handle this herself. There’s an entire fenced off area to the West end of my backyard for her potty business. Yet sometimes she requires a bit of encouragement.
“Go on girl,” I assert lovingly. “I’ll be here when you get back, I promise.”
She jumps down from her favorite end of the sectional, wobbling her head back and forth. Shortly after, Nani heads out of the top level entertainment room for what I hope is on a trail to potty outside. Meanwhile, I glance back down to my lit device. Still sitting on‘delivered.’Just as soon as I close my pizza box, Kragen has replied.
I’d love to bottom for your volcanic cock.
I’m 21. Is that a problem? How old are you, Eddie? Is 42 your real age? Or am I talking to some teenage girl in Guam? Please don’t say 21. I rarely enjoy being around other gays my age. It’d be nice if you were older, but since I’m headed back to Colorado on Wed, this is more a causal encounter than anything. What do you do? Wait let me guess, being down here in paradise, you get to sit around all day long drinking pinea
Fuuucking character limit. Sit around all day drinking pineapple mimosas and looking pretty. I can’t be too off base.
Kragen seems brash and very mouthy. He might need a Daddy to keep his opinions in check. I can honestly say that I know very few people from Colorado. Aside from attending a sporting event and a handful of business meetings in Denver no further than Aurora, I have nothing consequential there. My head tilts, thumbing another response.
Well, kiddo, I’d love to top you. But my magma is molten and viscous, so you’ve been warned.
No worries about the age. I really am 42. From the sounds of it, Kragen needs Daddy’s strong hand to give him an attitude adjustment. And I have quite the array of paddles to do just that.
Colorado is nice. Been there a time or two, nothing significant. An Avalanche game and a few business trips. I’m in… hospitality… I guess you could say. Despite what you’d possibly learn about me online, I work very hard.