longer needed.
“It’s okay, bud.” As soon as we were inside, I grabbed my own shorts and slipped them on. “What’s wrong?”
He reached for his softening dick and started to yank on it. The movements looked more painful than pleasurable, and I was afraid he’d do some real damage.
“Wait, stop for a second.” I took a deep breath and considered where to go from there. This was what his parents were talking about needing help with. And now that he was trying to masturbate, not helping him seemed both cruel and irresponsible. “Let me show you.”
His shoulders relaxed and he went into my bedroom, lying on my bed in the exact position I’d been in earlier. I glanced at the window and realized he must have been there the entire time.
“You saw what I was doing?” I took a deep breath to gather my courage then dropped my shorts so I was naked again. “And you want to do it too?”
Liam’s gaze traveled my entire body and as soon as he noticed my dick was growing, his started to harden too. A low whimper escaped his throat as he hit himself again.
“Easy, easy.” I sat down beside him and reached for his arm. I gave it a gentle squeeze then stroked up and down his forearm. “Like this. You can adjust the pressure to be harder or softer, but this is a good place to start. Play with it to figure out what you like, and then you can mix it up too. It’s up to you.”
His full attention was on my hand as it moved along his arm.
I let go of him and slipped three fingers under my heavy cock to feel the weight of it. “Just do what I do, and when it feels good, keep doing that.”
Liam mimicked my motions, sliding his fingertips along the base of his cock and then tapping the hole at the tip when a drop oozed out. His breathing picked up as his hand moved up and down his length at the same speed I was moving.
“Does this feel good, Liam? Because it feels good to me,” I whispered, shifting my line of sight from his eyes to his hand. You would never know by how hard and thick my dick was that I’d just come a few minutes ago. But this was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. “When you start to feel something happening inside you, you can speed it up to finish or slow down to take longer.”
He watched me intently and I worked my dick in various speeds and patterns. Liam’s hand started to slide up and down his length even faster and his breathing increased to a series of short pants. He was getting close.
I was too. “I’m going to come again, Liam. Don’t be scared when it happens. It’s the best part. Do you feel like something is happening inside of you yet?”
Liam looked me in the eye and nodded. He actually nodded.
It was the first time he’d communicated with a gesture like that and it made me lose all control. Despite having already emptied my balls just minutes earlier, a fountain of cream shot out from between my fingers, landing on my thigh and oozing onto the comforter.
Liam’s jaw dropped as he watched me and his hand came to a stop. “Keep going, Liam. When it feels good, keep going. Let it happen.”
Liam closed his eyes and grunted loudly as a thick load erupted from his dick. More spurts than I could track coated his belly and thighs as tears streamed down his cheeks. He kept stroking, looking at me desperately until I finally reached out for him and pulled him against my chest.
“That was so good, Liam.” I held the back of his neck so we were cheek-to-cheek. “You were perfect.”
His forehead dropped to my shoulder as he caught his breath. His sticky hand landed on my back as he embraced me, hugging me tightly while he processed what had just happened.
“Don’t be scared, Liam. What we did is okay.” I didn’t know what to say so I tried to be as open and honest with him as I could be. “It’s better than okay. It’s something I do all the time, and something you can do by yourself. You know how now, so when you get excited and your penis is hard, this is how you can make it feel better.”
He pulled away from me and looked down at his dick. It was hard again.
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