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“Oh, you have to do it every other week?”
“Sometimes. Sometimes I can go months without doing it or a whole year or two.” I look up finally breaking away from his dick. “Sometimes I have to do it every day. It just depends.”
“Depends. On what?”
“Whether or not I’m around someone I want to fuck!”
“Oh!” I guess that makes sense. “You see a girl and get hard and have to handle it yourself. But why? You could just go up to the girl and ask her to…handle it for you.”
Not that I want him to have done that. His hand comes up so he can rub my bottom lip with his thumb, and I forget his dick is out. Or what we were talking about.
“Well, before now the girl I wanted was too young for me to do that too. Too young to ask that of.”
Oh! I start to gnaw at my bottom lip but realize before I can stop myself that he’s still touching my mouth. All I do is end up licking his thumb. He moans and closes his eyes like maybe he’s in pain before I can ask if there is anything I can do for him, his eyes are opening and he’s spreading his legs wider.
“Let’s get ready to measure it now. You might have to help get it fully hard.”
“Excuse me?” This is not fully hard!
“It’s just I don’t know if it’s fully hard because I’ve never had someone…help. So, I was wondering if you would help find out if it could get bigger.”
“How?” my voice comes out in a croak as I stare up at him.
“The easiest way is to play with it with your hand…or put it in your mouth.”
Put it…
“I won’t consider this a part of the deal. If you want to put your mouth on it, I won’t ask for anything and consider it a part of the measuring thing.”
I bring my attention back to the angry swollen-looking monster in front of me. A bead of clear fluid has formed at the top of it.
“Precum.”
“What?”
“It’s precum, what you're curious about.”
He takes his finger and wipes it from the tip before showing me. I have so many questions and ideas going through my head.
“Wrap your hand around it?”
My hand comes up and does exactly what he says but when he moans I let go and start to back away from him. I think I just blew my one shot at this by hurting the guy I crushed on for years. Way to go, stupid!
Chapter Sixteen
Tannen
I reach out and stop her from putting distance between us. Why is she backing away from me?
“I’m…I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean…”
Fuck! She thought she hurt me. “No, you didn’t hurt me.”
I take her hand and put it back on my shaft.
“I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You…are not hurting me, Peach.” I use her hand to slide up and down the length of my cock. Holy fucking hell!