One type of phone sex call that always amuses me is the “interview” type, and there’s no shortage of them. You ask a guy if he’s horny and he says not really, he just wants to talk. Fine, no problem, those calls can be a literal oasis in the desert of yet another five minute blow job description. Then they start grilling you like you’re being interrogated. It’s not just friendly conversation, it’s everything about this job. How long have you been doing it, how did you get into it, do you ever get turned on by calls, do people know what you do. What kinds of calls do you enjoy? There’s NO end to the questions.
Some basic curiosity is fine, but sometimes you literally feel like they are interrogating you and that they have a clipboard they are jotting down notes with. Some say you sound like you hate your job or hate men, and I counter you try this job and see how much you love men after hearing about their deepest, darkest perversions and we’ll see what sort of high regard you hold them in. One such caller I talked to today and he claimed he was a doctor and when he asked what my most common call was, I said small penis humiliation and then he started asking about sizes. He didn’t seem to believe me when I told him about the acorn sized cocks I regularly was sent pictures of.
Maybe he’s an eye doctor for all I know, but apparently he hasn’t been exposed to the plethora of micro penises I’ve been so “lucky” to have been sent pictures of. He then said at the end of the call it had all been quite interesting and educational and he enjoyed hearing about my point of view. You just have to shake your head, it’s like they are looking at animals at the zoo and pondering what it’s like to be the animal.
