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Monday 11:03 AM
11:03 unknown: prongs, this was very irresponsible of you
11:53 unknown: you arent going to respond??
i need you for something very important
12:08 unknown: look im sorry i ate your protein shake i didnt know it was your last
but unrelated i ate all the eggs so you might want to get some
12:24 unknown: prongs
prongs
12:25 unknown: prongs
james
JAMES
12:25 unknown: Jesus, stop
12:25 unknown: are u actually mad? prongs
12:26 unknown: Wrong number
12:26 unknown: please you cant be that mad
james youre my soulmate
12:26 unknown: This is actually a wrong number, I am not James
12:26 unknown: prove it
12:27 unknown: How the fuck do you want me to prove it?
12:27 unknown: tell me something only james would know
12:27 unknown: That makes absolutely no sense
12:27 unknown: you make no sense
12:28 unknown: Listen, you're a stranger, I don't really need to entertain you
Especially because you sound like you're a twelve year old boy, did you steal your parents phone?
12:28 unknown: now i know youre prongs
12:28 unknown: And what the fuck is a prongs?
12:29 unknown: serious talk, no pun, are you mad at me
or do you have amnesia
12:29 unknown: I don't get how any of that would be a pun, but I'm ending this, no twelve year olds in my vicinity, thank you very much
12:30 unknown: james what is your middle name?
12:30 unknown: John
12:30 unknown: james john thats the best you could come up with?
12:30 unknown: Hey, that is my actual middle name, and its not James John, its redacted John
12:31 unknown: redacted such an interesting name where ever did your parents come up with it?
so youre actually not james?
12:31 unknown: And they understand! Hallelujah
12:31 unknown: then i feel i must clarify, i am not twelve, i am twenty one
and are you religious?
12:32 unknown: Why are you asking if I'm religious?
Are you going to try and convert me?
I can block you
12:32 unknown: no, you just said jesus and hallelujah so i thought you might try and convert me
12:32 unknown: Ha, no, 12 years of Catholic school turned me off to religion for myself, but it did leave with the propensity to say that type of shit
12:33 unknown: alright
because sometimes religious people arent always the kindest to people like me
also "propensity to say that type of shit" what are you an english teacher from boston
12:33 unknown: People like you?
Also I am twenty one this year
12:33 unknown: im gay
12:34 unknown: Oh well, if I had an issue with that it would be rather hypocritical
12:34 unknown: youre gay?
12:34 unknown: Bi
12:34 unknown: which way?
12:34 unknown: I'm pretty sure there is only one way to be bi
Bisexual
12:35 unknown: are you bi in the straight and gay way or the straight and lesbian way?
or the gay and lesbian way? straight and straight way?
12:35 unknown: That is the most complicated way of asking someone's gender that I have ever heard
Straight and gay way, though I'd rather not think of it like that
12:36 unknown: of course of course
i wouldnt want to be called straight or have my identity dissected like that
12:36 unknown: Okay cool
So I can assume you're gay in the literal meaning
12:36 unknown: yeah
im a man
i like men
man people
12:37 unknown: so since youre a stranger and have an outsiders perspective
can i ask you a favor
no pressure
12:37 unknown: This sounds ominous
12:37 unknown: can you help me pick the best nude?
12:39 unknown: What?
12:39 unknown: oh good i thought you blocked me
if i send you some pictures can you tell me if theyre alright?
12:40 unknown: You want to send a stranger nudes? That's not smart at all, I could blackmail you
12:40 unknown: are you going to blackmail me?
12:40 unknown: Well no
12:41 unknown: problem solved
i dont include my face and my tattoos arent that unique
unfortunately
12:41 unknown: I suppose
12:41 unknown: you don't have to say yes if you dont want to
im all about enthusiastic consent
12:42 unknown: Please send me your nudes
12:42 unknown: oh you dont have to beg
12:42 unknown: C'mon if someone is begging here it's you, just be good and send me the nudes already
12:43 unknown: if you keep talking like that I'll do a lot more than send nudes
12:43 unknown: Are you kidding?
12:43 unknown: no
12:43 unknown: That wasn't even dirty talk
Or flirting
I can do dirty talk
And flirt
12:44 unknown: ok well ill just send them if youre still good
12:46 unknown: I can flirt with you
If you're good
12:46 unknown: oh i can be so good, so good
12:47 unknown: I got you to use your first comma, I'm so proud of you, you are a good boy aren't you, using proper punctuation
12:47 unknown: seriously
thats what you focus on?
12:47 unknown: Now now, good boys aren't pretty with that attitude
12:48 unknown: i also have a thing for degradation
12:48 unknown: So, if I am getting this right, praise and degradation?
Those two things don't seem to coincide
12:48 unknown: they 100% can
12:49 unknown: So
My beautiful little whore
12:49 unknown: that works
12:50 unknown: So
If I was there
And I made you stare into my eyes, while you kneeled for me, and made you beg for me to do something would you do it?
12:51 unknown: yes
12:51 unknown: Because you're a good boy
12:51 unknown: i try
12:52 unknown: And do you know what I'd have you do?
12:52 unknown: what?
12:52 unknown: Send me the nudes already
12:54 unknown: IMG_437.JPG IMG_649.JPG IMG_217.JPG
Monday 12:54
Remus inhaled sharply. Three photos—he could tell they were all taken by the same person, tattoos and bony hands and hard cock. He had to put the phone down for a moment and simply breathe, how did he stumble across this opportunity?
The first photo was obviously taken from above, as if this mystery man was laying down; there were some tattoos which Remus couldn't particularly make out. But he was more focusing on the abs, which settled between defined and hint of, and the hard cock. It looked as if it would be well suited in Remus's hand, or his mouth—could he say that? Probably. Should he say that? Probably not.
He scrolled to the second photo, expanding it, Remus groaned. It was even better. Focusing on his ass, there was a nice curve and it showed more tattoos on his spine. But the third photo, the third photo showed much, much more. It was artful, and tasteful. He was positioned in front of a mirror, kneeling with legs spread, hard cock in hand, chest displayed, the mirror was close and cut off right above his slightly parted lips. This man wasn't completely covered in tattoos, but he had many. With this picture Remus got a complete view of many tattoos: a vine wrapping around his arm, what looked like a phoenix on his chest, moths on his arm, and more. There was black hair falling on the tops of his shoulder blades.
Remus couldn't breathe. What he wanted to do to this person; and this attractive, attractive man was flirting with Remus—of course, he didn't know what Remus looked like. And perhaps he was a little insane because who would send their nudes to a wrong number?
12:58 unknown: hello??
you alive?
1:01 unknown: Hey
1:01 unknown: so what did you think?
good bad indifferent?
1:02 unknown: Good
1:02 unknown: i need more than that, jeez
give a man your nudes and he says good
five minutes ago he was calling you a beautiful whore
1:02 unknown: It wasn't five minutes ago
1:03 unknown: cmon man
i need something
i was supposed to send these at 12
1:03 unknown: You scheduled a time to send nudes
What kind of guy is this?
1:03 unknown: no im sending them to a girl
1:04 unknown: I thought you were gay
1:04 unknown: oh i am
my friend said guys cant take good nudes and i said i bet i could take better nudes than her so we are both sending them to a mutual friend to rate
1:04 unknown: That is interesting
1:05 unknown: yeah
i was going to send them to james and ask him if i needed to retake them
but see
i lost my phone and none of my contacts were backed up i thought i had his memorized
i didnt
but he should be home soon
1:05 unknown: I see
Well I don't think you need to retake them
1:06 unknown: and why is that john?
1:06 unknown: You look good
1:06 unknown: ugh it must not be good if youre not doing the whole thing
i dont know if i have time to retake it
1:06 unknown: I said you don't have to retake them
1:07 unknown: are they good and youre just not attracted to me or theyre just bad?
1:07 unknown: They're not bad
Really
1:07 unknown: you literally called me a whore
cant you be a little more explanatory
1:08 unknown: I like the one in the mirror
1:08 unknown: why?
1:08 unknown: Idk dude you look hot
1:08 unknown: im not getting that
you were so open before
1:09 unknown: Fine
I like the mirror one because it shows so much of your body and your body is really beautiful
Your tattoos alone
My first thought was that I wanted to lick every inch of you
And it showed your lips
I bet your lips could do a lot
1:09 unknown: my lips can do a lot
1:10 unknown: What can they do for me?
1:10 unknown: anything you want
1:10 unknown: You really are a slut
Lucky you are so beautiful
1:12 unknown: so you think these are good?
1:12 unknown: Yeah
1:12 unknown: because I have more
or I could take new ones
just keep talking dirty to me
1:13 unknown: Really?
Because you don't have much of a reaction
1:13 unknown: yes because im going to tell you over text how much being called a slut by you turns me on
so i should send them?
1:13 unknown: Yeah, they're good
You know, it really is slutty to send someone nudes to win a bet, and to send them to a stranger
1:14 unknown: oh my god john im so turned on
youre making me so flustered
please dont stop
1:14 unknown: Sarcasm is my thing
1:15 unknown: not sarcasm
well
maybe the tone
but its the truth
at least for this conversation
1:15 unknown: Alright, not to break this up, but I have a class now
1:15 unknown: ooh tell me something about you before you go
i know nothing about you
1:16 unknown: I know nothing about you, you have my middle name
1:16 unknown: oh contraire my friend, you know what my body and what my cock looks like, and unless you want to trade nude for middle name i want to know something to even the playing field
1:17 unknown: I don't think I even have a nude anymore
1:17 unknown: information then, mister
1:17 unknown: What do you want to know?
1:17 unknown: youre in college?
tell me something about that
1:18 unknown: Does it have to be a picture of my dick?
1:18 unknown: not necessarily
1:20 unknown: IMG_659.JPG
1:22 unknown: my middle name is orion
1:22 unknown: weird parents?
1:23 unknown: short answer yes
1:31 unknown: youre very hot, you know
Tuesday 1:07 PM
"Today, we will be doing a partner project. They are already assigned." The professor was at the bottom of the stadium-like seating, the lecture hall was large, to fit what was supposed to be one hundred students, but was closer to sixty that averagely showed up. Remus didn't know if he was glad or not to have assigned partners; it relieved the pressure of approaching people who he didn't know and likely already had friends in the class, but it also meant he couldn't pick someone who he knew would do their fair share of the work. He stared up at the screen and his name was at the top of the list next to a Sirius Black.
Remus was familiar with the name, he had heard the professor respond, "Yes, Sirius," and "So glad you made that point, Sirius," and other such phrases. But Sirius's voice was behind him and by the time he turned around, finished taking his notes, Sirius was always done speaking.
"Find your partner, you will need to sit next to each other for the majority of this class." The professor continued.
Lots of people stood up, Remus looked around but in half a second someone was slamming their bag down on the empty spot on the long table next to him. The person sat down,
"Figured I would just come to you," he said, and Remus caught the first glimpses of black hair and a black leather jacket. "I regret sitting so far back, I didn't think I would talk this much in this class, but it's interesting right?"
Remus turned fully in his chair, nodding, examining the man; black nail polish and long wavy black hair, sharp gray eyes, an expression of intrigue morphed to nervousness. Tilting his head, he gave a small tentative smile, putting his hand forward, but not all the way.
"Sirius, sorry, should have led with that."
He extended his hand and they shook. Sirius's hand was ice cold—how could he stand that? "Remus."
The corner of the smile pulled at his cheek; he turned forward, pushing his bag aside, and getting out his computer. "Yeah, you make some very interesting points."
"What?" Remus said, unsure if Sirius even heard, because he felt shaky—or his voice was shaky, or it was his hands, maybe his entire arm.
Eyebrow raised, as he turned after he typing something, he leaned back in his chair—sprawling out—as if he was a king on his thrown, one who didn't care about decorum. "You make some very interesting points in this class, its cool to listen to you."
"Oh," his face started to feel hot, "thanks. You obviously—you make a lot of good points, the professor seems to adore you."
He laughed, light and airy. "Oh, Minnie, she's my advisor. I'm in the music college."
Remus hummed. "I'm not. This class seemed like a fun elective for me."
"And is it fun?" Sirius asked, leaning further back in the chair, ankle up on his knee.
"Now, maybe." Remus said, looking Sirius up and down.
Why did he do that? He closed his eyes and repressed the urge to hit himself in the head. When he opened his eyes, he watched as Sirius's facial expression changed, casually looking at Remus with soft eyes and lips in a thin smile; his mouth became parted and eyes slightly bug-like. His ankle dropped from it's resting position on his knee and he faced forward, opening his mouth as if to say something, but the professor spoke instead,
"Your assignment will be to pick an artist or band that you believe progressed the music culture or business from 1955 to 1970, each person will pick one, and then the other partner will write the reasons why they didn't, or the regression they caused. If you have any questions, come to me."
Sirius immediately started typing on his computer, "Do you wanna write on paper or share a doc?"
"I can do either."
"If we write on paper—can you read cursive, because mine is much neater than my print?"
Remus nodded. "I can read it."
He smiled, going into his bag, and opening a notebook. "Alright, so who are you thinking?"
They worked for several minutes before Sirius's phone rang. He looked at it, then picked it up, "James, you know—" he paused, "yeah, shit."
Remus swallowed, he had whispered the curse and it made his heart stutter. Why was this attractive man so close to him—he seemed to keep moving closer every minute—on one of the days he decided to be lazy and wear a ratty sweater. He never had good luck. It was bad enough that Remus had the tendency to act like he had just been struck in the head, he might have actually hit his head because this was particularly bad, when he was around extraordinarily attractive people, and Sirius was personable, humorous, and beautiful.
"Alright, alright, I can meet you outside of Peterson, just," he looked to Remus, "give me a second."
Sirius got off the phone.
"So my brother is kind of having an emergency," his eyes looked desperate, "can I—can I give you my number, we can share a doc and I'll do all my work as soon as I can. He's just—"
"It's fine," Remus passed over his phone after opening it, secretly elated.
Sirius was smiling, typing and then he stopped dramatically, going completely still. "Uh," he thrusted the phone back with a half typed number. He started to stand up, movements more jolted than how noticeably fluid they had been the entire time they were together before.
"You didn't finish typing in your number." Remus said, bewildered, staring up at Sirius, who was grabbing everything, thrusting them haphazardly in his bag. He was going to leave and Remus was missing his one opportunity.
"You already have my number."
"What?" He looked back up from his phone, Sirius to his phone, in repetition.
Sirius was frozen again, looking as if all the parts in his brain had started turning the wrong way. He took one breath, closing his eyes, before opening, "My middle name is Orion."
And then he was gone—turning on his toes and walking towards the door that pushed out—in a total of four seconds.
Remus started at his phone, and the half typed number.
764-32
One contact was suggested.
1:22 unknown: my middle name is orion
1:22 unknown: weird parents?
1:23 unknown: short answer yes
1:31 unknown: youre very hot, you know
Tuesday 5:21 PM
5:21 Sirius: did i freak you out?
i can go to the professor and ask to switch partners
im really good at making up bullshit on the fly so i dont think ill have to tell her this story
5:28 Remus: You didn't freak me out
Sorry I didn't text earlier, I just didn't know how to start a conversation honestly
5:28 Sirius: what? you didn't want to tell me if my face matched the pictures
5:29 Remus: You really took "you didn't freak me out" and ran with it
5:29 Sirius: sorry
im a bit impulsive
5:29 Remus: You totally did not give off that vibe
5:29 Sirius: really?
nobody ever says that
5:30 Remus: That was sarcasm
Do I not give off that vibe?
5:30 Sirius: over text you definitely did but in person you just seemed quiet shy guy whos secretly confident
5:31 Remus: How can one be secretly confident?
5:31 Sirius: many ways remus many ways
so did it
5:31 Remus: Did what?
5:32 Sirius: did my face match the pictures?
5:32 Remus: To be clear, if things are awkward next time we see each other, its very much your fault
Yes
You're quite beautiful
5:33 Sirius: ooh a charmer remus
and i think things would have been awkward regardless
youve seen my cock
5:33 Remus: You've seen my nudes too
5:34 Sirius: nude, one singular
and it was only your chest
which is hot obviously very hot
but its not proportionate to you seeing multiple pictures of every vulnerable part of me
5:34 Remus: Three is hardly multiple, it is barely even several
5:35 Remus: And one only really gave me a good look at your cock
And I don't even take my shirt off at pools
5:35 Sirius: why the fuck not?
and does that mean you want more
i can give you a dick pic
i am very creative in my photography
5:35 Remus: I think I have enough, thank you
And you saw the scars, people don't like scars
5:36 Sirius: scars yes (which hot in my opinion)
but your collar bones and the hair
your stomach
hmmmm
5:36 Remus: You know you know me in real life now, right?
5:36 Sirius: yes, i dont have memory issues
5:37 Remus: Alright
5:37 Sirius: what did you not actually think i was attractive as sirius?
because you said
and i thought you might of flirted with me
5:37 Remus: Are you always this bold?
5:38 Sirius: with people whove seen me naked yeah
weve already passed some levels remus
5:38 Remus: I don't know if I want to pass some levels
5:38 Sirius: so you just want to be friends?
or not even friends?
5:38 Remus: We can be friends if you want
I know I called you a whore, but I think I need to determine that for myself, don't good boys take things nice and slow
5:39 Sirius: we can go slow i can be very slow in what i do
what do you want me to be slow in doing exactly
5:39 Remus: Maybe using that mouth
And telling me what you thought of me
You seemed to be surprised, maybe that is not the right word, when you realized
5:39 Sirius: yes because ive had a crush on you since the second class
5:41 Remus: Not the first?
5:42 Sirius: i didnt know you existed the first
but the second you walked in right in front of me and i watched you the whole class
i swear you saw me looking at you at least twice
did you notice me?
5:42 Remus: Not exactly, I didn't know your name belonged to you, but I remembered the name Sirius and your voice because it is such a unique name
And I noticed you one day a few weeks ago when you had your hair tied up and a guitar on your back
But I didn't fixate on you
5:43 Sirius: why not?
5:43 Remus: You are the definition of unattainable
Plus I saw girls flirting with you the two weeks I did look at you more
5:43 Sirius: so were you flirting with me?
5:43 Remus: I don't know if I had the capabilities to flirt with you at that moment
It was a bit hard to concentrate
You were so close to me and idk expressive
5:44 Sirius: haha yeah sorry
i was moving closer to you or trying to
5:44 Remus: Why?
5:44 Sirius: my version of flirting
you weren't responding to anything else
5:44 Remus: What else were you doing?
5:45 Sirius: i shook your hand no one shakes peoples hands
5:45 Remus: And your hand was cold as shit
5:45 Sirius: sorry i have circulation issues
5:45 Remus: Does it affect anything else?
5:48 Sirius: are you seriously asking about my dick?
5:48 Remus: You're the one that kept showing it to me
5:49 Sirius: no my circulation issues dont affect my dick just makes my hand and feet really cold sometimes and go numb and change color
5:49 Remus: Change color?
5:49 Sirius: goes pretty white or purple-ish
5:49 Remus: Have you had this your whole life?
5:50 Sirius: as much as i love talking about my circulation issues
i was trying to get at something
5:50 Remus: Yeah, what else was "flirting?"
5:50 Sirius: hey it is flirting even if you don't recognize it as such
i leaned back and showed off my clothes and body
but youve already seen a lot of that
5:50 Remus: Not a lot
5:51 Remus: This barely counts as flirting, my accidental flirting was much more overt
5:51 Sirius: its about establishing a base
a rapport
and it was an accident?
so you have no intentions with me?
you dont want to pass any levels?
5:51 Remus: Oh no, I would say I have lots of intentions
Lots
And I wouldn't say I don't not want to pass any levels, rather I don't want to skip any
5:52 Remus: Such as now, we're talking, isn't that nice?
5:52 Sirius: talking is nice
especially because there is so many different kinds of talking
5:52 Remus: Yes and now that we're talking maybe we can use words to do some planning
5:52 Sirius: planning of what?
5:53 Remus: It depends what you want
5:53 Sirius: whatever you want
5:53 Remus: Perhaps a date
I'm not the type of guy to call someone a whore without proper evidence
5:53 Sirius: and you think thats how you would get evidence? a date? not just a hookup?
5:54 Remus: Yeah, it doesn't have to be a date, that was presumptuous
If you just want to hookup we can coordinate later
5:54 Sirius: NO
NO
i want a date
sorry
can i still have a date?
5:54 Remus: You actually want a date?
5:55 Sirius: very much so, i was just doing the
idk even know
5:55 Remus: I get it
So a date?
5:55 Sirius: yes, let me take you out
5:56 Remus: I believe I asked you first
5:56 Sirius: so you want to take me out?
guy who has not been obsessively thinking about the other since the beginning of the semester
i have thoughts on dates
5:56 Remus: Obsessively huh?
5:57 Sirius: i will admit most of the fantasies have been physical
but there were several romantic ones informed by information i got observing you
5:57 Remus: You couldn't have got that much
Did you read off my computer screen?
5:57 Sirius: no i dont have that good of vision
though that might have been useful
5:58 Remus: So how about we just agree to something mutual right now
5:58 Sirius: how about odds and evens
5:58 Remus: Is that from Seinfeld?
5:58 Sirius: YES no one gets the reference
so you understand?
5:59 Remus: I call evens
5:59 Sirius: i wanted odds anyway
so when clock strikes six?
5:59 Remus: yeah
6:00 Remus: 7
6:00 Sirius: 4
HA i get to plan the date
how do you feel about a motorcycle?
6:01 Remus: Not safe on highways but backroads I suppose wouldn't be an issue
6:01 Sirius: ok good because thats my main mode of transportation
6:01 Remus: So when were you thinking?
And you're not into the kink thing 24/7, right? You don't want me to degrade you about how you eat popcorn at a movie right?
6:02 Sirius: not that that is not a wonderful thought
no
not anything like that
actually please dont
but you couldnt go wrong with a little flattery
6:02 Remus: Well that won't be a problem, you did look awfully pretty today
6:03 Sirius: OK great thanks
so how about friday?
you doing anything?
6:03 Remus: I can be yours
My classes end at 2
6:03 Sirius: right pen me in for the afternoon/night
6:04 Remus: "Pen me in"?
6:04 Sirius: instead of pencil because pencil can be erased and pen is permanent certain
this is certain
6:05 Remus: Cute
6:05 Sirius: i try
6:05 Remus: You do well
I am supposed to be meeting a study group soon though
6:05 Sirius: yeah?
6:06 Remus: now actually
im outside
6:06 Sirius: go ill see you friday
6:06 Remus: Bye Sirius
6:07 Sirius: bye remus
talk later