Sky Full of Mysteries by Rick R. Reed

Author:Rick R. Reed [Reed, Rick R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64080-158-5
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2018-08-14T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

IT WAS when Tommy called the phone sex line for the third time that he actually forced himself to go through with it. Third time’s the charm. The previous times, in the yawning space of ten minutes, he’d hang up on the second ring, heart pounding, a little line of sweat at his hairline. This is stupid. This isn’t me. I’m better than this. But all week long, that full-back-cover ad on the Gay Chicago he’d brought home from the bars the previous weekend taunted him. Not only was the shirtless, stubbled, brown-eyed hottie in the ad mouthwatering and hard-on inducing, the ad for the 976 number promised he’d have more hookups than he could handle. Guys just like the one the ad pictured were impatiently waiting for Tommy D’Amico to get over his nervousness and make that call.

He could smell a ripe aroma coming from his pits as he was connected at last. Somehow he’d managed to never have this phone sex experience before, never dared to. He met his hookups the old-fashioned way—after staring at them across a crowded bar for hours until they finally showed mercy and came over and said hello.

But damn it, he was horny. And it was snowing outside—hard. The flakes were fluffy and huge, enough to make blurs of the slow-moving traffic outside and the poor pedestrians who tried to hurry through the snow and wind, heads bent low. It was actually very pretty—if you were inside.

The weather forecasters were saying that tonight, with the windchill, all of Chicago might shiver through double digit subzero temperatures. Tommy likened getting on the phone sex line to ordering a pizza—which he’d already done, earlier, from Giordano’s. With both, he’d get his pepperoni. He grinned.

Plus, he had the place all to himself for the weekend, with Dora at her parents’ way out in Wheaton until Monday afternoon.

There was no reason not to give the phone sex line a try.

And now he gave out a little frightened yelp as a deep-voiced man answered, beginning his spiel. Of course it was only a recording, which relieved Tommy a bit. The butch voice told him that he’d reached the “manline,” a place to “mainline” all his steamiest fantasies with the hottest guys around. Presumably, they were all just waiting behind the shield of this recording.

There were two options for connecting—one involved providing a credit card number and would get the user “unlimited cruising” for up to twenty-four hours for the bargain-basement price of $9.99. That was still too much for Tommy, who knew full well he might just hang up after a few seconds on the line, especially when the second option was a free sample line, which limited his connections and how easy it would be to get into the rotation of other guys. He shrugged and pressed two for the free option.

The signal was busy. You get what you pay for. He hung up, went through the process again; still busy. He repeated the process once more.

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