“Fine.”
“Are they getting hard? The tips gettingfirm?”
“Yes.”
“Good, Ryan. Roll one of your nipples between your fingertips.” I followed his instructions and rolled my nipple. “Give it a pinch.” I pinched my nipple until I could feel it and I felt a twitch in mycock.
“Mmm,” I groaned into the phone as the effect of the pinch caught me bysurprise.
“You liked that, didn’tyou?”
“Yeah,” Iadmitted.
“Good, Ryan. Reach down and tug or play with your balls with your free hand. Go slow. Rub and on your other pec and roll thatnipple.”
I rolled my nipple as I cupped and lightly squeezed my nuts. The feeling was different; it wasn’t bad, just different. Quickly, I felt the urge to come, but I hadn’t even touched my dick. I glanced down at it and the sight hadn’t surprised me. I knew that it was going to be fullyerect.
“Mmm,” I quietlywhined.
“Feel good,Ryan?”
“Yeah, but—” I closed my eyes and pressed my ass down into the sheets. The movement made my abdomen brush against mydick.
“Butwhat?”
“I need to come. I need to touch it.” My voice came out rushed. It sounded as though it bordered on frantic andpouting.
“Ryan, spit on your hand and wrap it around your shaft.” I had been sure that he could hear me quickly spit on my hand, so he knew when I had taken hold of myself. I was sure that the groan that I made had also tipped him off. “Good, Ryan. Roll that nipple, now pinchit.”
“Fuck!” I hissed and tried not to lose the phone off my shoulder that I had been balancing. The pinch had set me off and I came on myself. I forced my hand to move up and down slower on my dick, but I hadn’t let up on thepinching.
“Good, Ryan.Good.”
Fuck, what had I just done? I jacked off with a guy on thephone!
No, he wasn’t just a guy. It was Russell; mymentor.
But he basically just jacked meoff.
I looked down and saw the cum draped all over my stomach and chest, and my shorts were still in place just above my knees. I needed to getup.
“Ryan, just stay there for a moment or two. Your cum is not going to eat youalive.”
“Yeah, but—” I looked back down and then closed my eyes. It was everywhere and I could feel some of it sliding down in a diagonal pattern as it curved around my right side. I bit the inside of my mouth to keepquiet.
“Touch it, Ryan.” Touch it? I couldn’t stand touching my dick after I came. He knewthat.
“Ican’t—”
“Not your cock, Ryan. Yourcum.”
Mycum?
“Just touch it. You don’t have to run your fingers through it. I simply want you to touchit.”
“Okay,” I mumbled and then put my fingertip on a wet spot near my belly button. “Okay, I’m touchingit.”
“Good, Ryan. Now take a deep breath, hold it, nowexhale.”
