Nonverbal - Aria Grace Page 0,19
wanted so badly to lower my head and suck that thick cock into my mouth but I just gave him an encouraging smile. “Yes, you can do it again now if you want. But you need to be gentle. If you do it too much, it will start to hurt.”
Liam lay back on the bed and began stroking his cock once again. He tugged my arm until I was lying down beside him.
I tried to keep my eyes on his but they kept straying to his lips and then down his taut body until they stopped at his fist as he learned how to pleasure himself. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever witnessed, and although my dick started to stir, I ignored it and focused solely on Liam and helping him through this milestone in his sexual development.
It was the first time he’d intentionally pleasured himself, and I loved being his teacher. I just hoped I’d have the chance to teach him all the other things I’d been dreaming of experiencing with him.
Thirteen
When I walked into the kitchen the next morning, all four of the Brenners were there in various states of their breakfast process. Mr. Brenner was refilling his coffee cup. Mrs. Brenner was wiping down the island. Avery and Liam were both hunched over bowls of cereal at the table.
I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. “Good morning.”
As everyone else greeted me with words, Liam got up from the table and walked straight to me, wrapping his arms around me.
“Hey, bud.” I hugged him tightly, rubbing his back before pulling away. “Did you sleep, okay?”
Liam looked down his torso, and I could see the tenting of his hard-on beneath his shorts. Before I realized it, he had unzipped his shorts and was pulling them down.
“No, Liam.” I stilled his hands and pulled his shorts back up. “Not here.”
His eyes went wide and he looked scared, like he was in trouble.
I ran my fingers through his hair to soothe his worries. “It’s okay, but this is something you do in private.” I didn’t dare look up and make eye contact with any of the other family members as I pulled the front of his T-shirt over his crotch. “Why don’t you go to your room and close the door. I’ll come check on you in a few minutes.”
He stared deeply into my eyes and dropped his chin just once before he turned away and disappeared up the stairs, leaving me alone with his slack-jawed family.
I slipped my hands into my pockets and took a deep breath before I finally looked up. “Sorry about that. We, uh, had a bit of a breakthrough last night.”
“Ahhh.” Avery covered her ears and grabbed her bowl. “At least wait until I’m out of the room.” She disappeared into the family room with her breakfast in hand. A few seconds later, the TV came on. Loudly.
Biting my lip, I turned back to Mr. and Mrs. Brenner. “I’m not really sure what to say right now.”
Mr. Brenner chuckled under his breath. “Well, he seems to be less stressed now.”
Mrs. Brenner smacked her husband’s arm. “You don’t have to apologize, Wyatt. We’re grateful for all that you’re doing to help our son. Maybe you should go check on him.”
It was awkward as fuck to have them know what was going on between me and their son, but I merely nodded and left the room. My whole purpose for being there was to help Liam. And Liam needed me. That was all that mattered. As long as they didn’t think I was doing anything wrong, I didn’t let myself worry about the optics of the situation.
When I got to Liam‘s room, his door was shut, so I knocked once before opening it up and peeking my head inside. He was lying on his bed in the exact position we had been in the night before. His fist was flying furiously up and down his cock and whimpering sounds escaped his throat.
I wasn’t exactly sure what he needed from me, but I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. “You doing okay, Liam?”
As soon as I spoke, he scrunched his eyes closed and a stream of come flew up and landed on the front of his T-shirt. He continued to stroke as more come shot out of him but he seemed to be developing a technique of slowing down and milking himself dry, not unlike my own technique after an orgasm.
With a heavy