Page 80 of Rhymes with Metaphor
“I’d rather you just did it to me, like you did this morning,” said Joel.
“What if I helped you?”said Reg.“Come over here and sit on my lap.”
“I won’t be too heavy?”
“No.”
“Should I close the curtains?”said Joel.
“The sheers will stop anyone seeing in.Come along.”
Joel went to the recliner and carefully lowered himself onto Reg until he was settled.Reg pulled Joel back against him, resting his chin on Joel’s shoulder.
“Which hand do you want to use?”said Reg.
“Does it matter?”
“Everyone’s got a preference, and it’s not always the hand you write with.”
Joel considered, then held up his right hand.
Reg took hold of it.With his other hand, he unzipped Joel’s trousers and put his hand inside.Joel was already hard, his erection straining against his briefs.Reg fumbled Joel’s cock free, then he enclosed Joel’s right hand in his own and curled it around Joel’s cock, holding it in place.
“Reg, I can feel you.”
“Is it uncomfortable?”
“No, but I want you to fuck me.”
“I know you do, but I’m teaching you how to masturbate.”
“But you want to fuck me,” said Joel, shifting his ass against Reg’s cock.“And I want you to.”
Reg put his other arm around Joel’s waist to stop him moving in his lap.He held Joel’s hand firmly and guided it along the length of his cock, up and down.“Does that feel good?”
“I guess,” said Joel.
“Focus on that feeling.”Using Joel’s hand, Reg stroked him slowly.“Imagine I’m fucking you right now.”Joel’s cock instantly stiffened to full mast.
“That’s it,” said Reg.
Joel tried to shift position again, but Reg held him fast.
“Can you feel that?”Reg pressed.
“Yes,” said Joel quickly.
“When you get close, slow down, like this.”He slowed Joel’s hand on his shaft, then stopped.A bead of pre-come dripped off the head of Joel’s cock.
“Now imagine I’m entering you.How does that feel?”
“I’m...”. Joel leaned his head back on Reg’s shoulder.His breathing became harsh, and he started shaking.
“I’m fucking you now, Joel.If you can’t stop yourself, let it go.”
Joel made a choked-off sound and came.
Reg held Joel’s hand until he was spent, then he put both arms around Joel.“That’s how it’s done.Next time you’re alone, and you feel the need, imagine I’m there, and remember what we did.Now you can do it for yourself.”He patted Joel’s side companionably and reached for the tissue dispenser on the little table beside the recliner, twitched out a handful and began sopping up the spill.
