I bark out a laugh.
“At least the layers will provide some additional help in hiding my constant state of arousal,” I say, pumping my hips back and forth to drag my cock along his thigh.
“Oh, shit. You didn’t get off,” he says, sounding panicked for some reason.
“It’s okay, Stone. It’s not tit-for-tat. I can take care of myself.”
“Can I…” he trails off.
“However that sentence was going to end, the answer is yes,” I tell him, reaching over my head to pull my shirt off, hoping to entice him to touch me.
“I don’t really know what I’m doing,” he says, vulnerability flashing in his eyes.
“Do you want my help?”
“Yes, please.” His mouth saysyes, but the tension in his shoulders gives away his nervousness.
“How about we start with a handjob? Am I correct in assuming you’ve never touched another guy’s dick before?”
Stone nods.
“It’s really easy,” I say, grabbing his right hand. Holding my joggers open, I guide his hand into my pants. I’m not wearing boxers, so that makes things a little easier. I let him feel around before laying eyes on me—one thing at a time.
His thumb grazes the underside of my cock, and he freezes.
“Uh, Hanlon?”
I can’t keep the smile from my face.
“Yes, Stone?” I say, dipping my head to kiss that spot under his ear again.
“The fuck is that?”
“Take my pants off and find out,” I whisper.
He quickly divests me of my pants and moves around on the bed on his knees to inspect the barbell piercing my flesh.
“When the fuck did you get that?”
I shrug. “Three years ago. My rebellious phase.”
He runs a thumb across it, causing my whole body to shiver.
“Feel good?” he asks, not taking his eyes off my cock.
“Oh, yeah.”
He does it again.
“You got lube in here somewhere?” I ask, praying the answer is yes.
“Top drawer,” he says, already moving to pull it open.
After he gets a decent amount in his palm, I cover his hand with mine, using it to stroke my shaft, needing immediate release. “Swipe it with your thumb on the upstroke,” I coach him.
He gets the hang of it quickly, and before long, my fingernails are leaving marks in his shoulders as lightning cracks down my spine.
“Oh,fuck,yes, Stone. Just like that.”
