I let him AMA in person (part 1) [F]

Hey guys! I’ve got a bit of a long one for you, so bear with me. Hopefully you’ll enjoy the read! Leave me a comment or shoot me a message if you enjoyed it.

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I guess the best place to start, is that I have known this friend for several years now. We met in high school, shared a lot of classes, hung out in the same social circle, and went to most school functions together. I should clarify that “together” meant as our group of friends. Home Coming, Prom, were group activities with our friends. There was flirting between us, but there was also flirting between him and other girls, and me and other guys, so we were never an item so to speak, just friends. Graduation from High School was the inevitable split of friends as we scattered around the country, but he and I stayed close-ish since we both went to the same local University.

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Class and work took most of our time, as every college student knows. We did cross paths occasionally on campus, but our time to hang out had dropped pretty low. Freshman year was spent trying to fit into a new group of friends, and establish new connections, so we mostly texted each other or messaged through social media. The start of Sophomore year (this year) was a bit better for us though, since we both randomly had an economics class together. It was great getting to see each other routinely, study together, grab food between classes, make connections with each others new circle of friends. That is probably the reason people started writing us off as a couple.

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Ok, I think that’s enough of a general background, so onto the juicy stuff. We planned a study date for a big exam prior to spring break a couple weeks ago. We met in a quiet corner of the library, sat down at a table and hit the books. Since it was ridiculously quiet, and pretty void of other students, he pulled out his phone and put something on Pandora to listen to. No one was around, so it wasn’t an issue, and we had to volume low also. We’re chatting, reading, reviewing notes, asking each other for clarity on things we struggled with, nothing other than expected. After an hour or so, he said he needed to go to the bathroom, and wouldn’t be long. He headed off, leaving me with his things, and the phone still playing music to keep me company.

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I know i shouldn’t have, I know it was inappropriate, but i couldn’t resist. I grabbed his phone, guessed the password was some variation of his birthday, and began a quick snoop. Quick photo review, boring. Quick text review, nothing exciting. Reddit, let’s see what his username is so i can troll him, i chuckled. As it turns out, he had left himself signed into his burner account, or what i assumed was his burner account. It was littered with the NSFW pages of reddit, i’m sure we all know several including this one. This subreddit was one of his frequented, posted, and commented pages. I felt myself flushing, shock myself off, quickly putting the phone back where i had found it, and went back to reading. It wasn’t long before he came back, and we continued studying. All the while, my brain was circling with thoughts of what I had just learned of him.

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After more studying, at that point where you’re really not studying anymore, you’re bored, and your brain is no longer letting you focus, we called it a night and made our goodbyes. He headed for his dorm, i headed for my shared college housing and my house mates. I showered off, got into some comfy PJ’s, laid down and remembering his usernames, began to snoop on his profiles. Clearly the main profile was above board, just interests and nothing unexpected. His burner profile was where the fun was to be had. Which is where my tired and excited brain took the wheel and led me onto a path.

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I posted on dirtyr4r, a subreddit i noticed he had visited, wondering if he would find it, and if he would take the bait (FYI, i’ve since deleted the post). I posted something including my location (hence why i deleted it), and “our library study date…..today”. My hope was he would see location and a title which could have been him, and take a deeper look. The post included a bit more detail to help solidify for him that it was me. I mentioned that we had been friends since high school, that we were studying Econ, that he shouldn’t have left me listening to music on his phone, and forgive me, but i snooped. I went on…..

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…..if you read this, and you think it’s me, call me. Don’t text me, call me. And simply say, I hate our econ professor, but glad we got to study today. I’ll reply with, agreed, and i’m glad you left me your phone. If you do this, i have a naughty idea that I want to play out with you.

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I posted it, and waited to see if my phone would ring. Sadly that night nothing happened. I went to sleep anticipating it, and had a pretty rough sleep as a result. The next day started, not a day where i would see him, and a full load of classes start to finish, followed by a few hours of work at the end of the school day. I dreaded Wednesdays. First two classes were a breeze, quick lunch break before my next two classes, and then home to change for work. I’m at work now, constantly checking my phone as frequently as I could between assisting customers. Nothing exciting, no phone calls, no reddit messages from him, plenty of buzz from the post, and spammers wanting to hear more, but nothing to speak of. Shift ended, and i’m on my way home. Ring Ring!

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I jumped with fright as my phone rang across the cars speakers while headed for home. I glanced at the infotainment screen and saw his name, and i knew he had seen it. I answered.

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“Hey, how are you?” I asked. To which he replied, “I hate our econ professor, but glad we got to study….. today….. i mean yesterday,” his little pause clearly aimed at making sure he said what the post had suggested, but also attempting to be accurate just in case he was under the wrong impression. This was it, my heart pounding, nervous energy pinging around my insides. I responded, but couldn’t remember what I had prompted, “me too, but thanks for letting me use your phone, and i’m sorry, please forgive me.” He chuckled and reminded me, sort of asking me, if i had meant to say what my post had written. I confirmed it was me, that i had snooped on his phone, but found it exciting, and thought he would be interested in something real, as opposed to something across the internet with a stranger. I proceeded to tell him my proposal.

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I saw that you had tried to participate in an AMA style chat with someone on reddit. Not sure if you were able to talk to her or not, but I was wondering if maybe, i paused and took a breath. I was wondering if you would want to ask me anything, in person. Nothing off the table, all subjects open for discussion, total vulnerability. What do you think?

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There was silence for a few seconds, but he broke the silence and said it sounded fun. Maybe something we can do after the test over spring break, he said inquisitively? Admittedly, I hadn’t really thought about how it would work, where or when, only thought about sitting on a sofa having an exceedingly deviant conversation about me. In that moment i sort of deflated, i had almost envisioned racing home to meet him and doing it there and then. But the reality of having to wait kinda popped the bubble and killed the excitement. “Yeah, that could work,” i said, though he sensed my disappointment. “It would give me some time to really think of things to ask you,” he paused, “i mean you might not let me do this again, so I have to make sure to get all the details i want,” he said laughing. “But seriously, this sounds like it could be a really fun chat.” With that, my spirits lifted, the delay could be beneficial, and it did give us something to look forward to after the test.

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I pulled into the parking area behind the house, still on the phone with him. I let him know i was home, that I didn’t really want to hang up, expressed that I was a bit let down, but not that it was a problem. Totally my fault, and his idea was way better. Then i said, i don’t want to give you any hints, or lead you into your questions, but i’ll just say, “i’m looking forward to talking about my pussy with you.” I admitted i only said that just to get the word out in the open between us, to break the ice so to speak. My heart was pounding, and he responded with a laugh, “i too cannot wait to know absolutely everything there is to know about your pussy.” We laughed, and the call ended shortly after that.

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The exam was at the end of the week, and spring break began the following Monday.

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End of part 1, i’ll post part 2 soon.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12xhd2r/i_let_him_ama_in_person_part_1_f