Experimenting and Role-Play with Santino Hassell
David: I could help. If you want.
David: You could practice talking to me. I’ll tell you what things mean, or try to make it obvious. Or something. I dunno.
Raymond: like… pretend?
In SUNSET PARK, Raymond is just starting to explore his bisexuality. He’s waited a long time primarily due to lack of opportunity, but now he’s outside of the comfort zone of his block and rooming with out-and-proud David Butler. Suffice to say, Raymond learns a few things. Including how to navigate Grindr—the app of choice for some dudes looking for M/M action.
But the world of Grindr can be confusing for someone who is unaccustomed to lingo. If you don’t know what “NSA”—no string attached—means, you might be in trouble since it’s on almost every profile.
In the below excerpt, David, being the supportive friend (or opportunist?) that he is, offers to help the object of his infatuation with some Grindr role-play. Let’s just say it’s more NSFW than NSA. These two have all the strings attaching them.
David: Hey. Nice abs. Do you have a full pic?
Did he want me to send a real picture? Shifting on the bed, I held my phone out and took a half-assed picture of my face and bare upper body. It didn’t come out too bad, but my concentration face made me look like a serial killer. Maybe the memorial tat for my mom that was inked over my heart would make me less frightening.
I uploaded the picture to David without bothering to take another one. His reply was instant.
David: Is that a real picture?
Raymond: yea obviously. why?
David: Because your face is perfect. You’re gorgeous.
No witty reply came to mind. I just stared at his text.
David: I’m David. What’s your name?
David: Do you ever smile, Raymond?
David: Too bad.
Raymond: maybe i would if you sent me a picture of your face
The picture filled the message box instantly. David lying on his side with hair spilling over his face as his eyes twinkled with mischief. His wide mouth was caught in a half smile, but he was biting the swell of his lower lip.
I’d seen him wear that expression a hundred times before, but there was something different about it when the picture was dissociated from his real self and our friendship. Especially since I now knew he was fully aware of how hot he looked when his eyes grew hooded and sleepy. Maybe he even knew how I would react to it.
David: Don’t go silent on me now. I’ll get self-conscious.
I reached down to adjust the growing hardness trapped in my jeans. With all the blood coursing to my dick, I didn’t hesitate to type exactly what was on my mind.
Raymond: youre fucking hot. that mouth makes me think dirty thoughts.
David: I’ve been thinking dirty thoughts since I saw your profile. Your body is insane. And I like tall guys.
Raymond: send me another picture
Stupid. I knew what he looked like. But I wanted more. In this context. Showing off and trying to get a rise out of me. Even if he was faking it, the next picture made my mouth go dry. It was angled to show the lower half of his face, the smooth, pale skin stretching over his bare torso, and pants that were so low on his hips I could see a hint of blond pubic hair.
The rest of the scene gets pretty filthy, so I’ll leave it there. 😉
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