A Likely Story: A Wayward Ink Publishing Anthology (17 page)

Thankfully, Troy and Samuel seem to be taking it all in. I lean back in my chair and observe the silent communication that’s happening between the pair—a series of raised eyebrows, barely perceptible nods and squeezing of hands, and one small shoulder shrug. Not surprisingly, Troy assumes the role of spokesperson.

“We’d like to continue, Justin, and we’re pretty sure we’ll go for the hands-on sessions.”

Eureka! Hallelujah! There is a God!

For the next twenty minutes I ask questions, trying to draw Samuel into the conversation as well with mixed success. In summary: they met when Troy was given Samuel’s name by another student when he needed some tutoring in essay writing—apparently Troy is good at the technical lingo, but not at constructing eloquent arguments—and needed tuition. According to Troy, it was love at first sight—his words were met with a delightful blush and adoring gaze from Samuel which was too sodding cute for words. Also, according to Troy, he intentionally made slow progress in learning the necessary skills in order to spend more time with Samuel.

At that point, Samuel hastily jumped in. “You’re the best student I’ve ever tutored.” His quick response had Troy leaning over to kiss his blushing cheek.

After three months Troy plucked up the courage to ask Samuel out on a date and they’d been together ever since, which was nine months.

True to form Troy spoke up first regarding their sexual issues. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from smiling when my confident jock blushed and faltered in his efforts to express himself, lowering his gaze for the first time since entering my office.

“Justin, Samuel is shy about his body and he really shouldn’t be. Every inch of him is gorgeous and he has the biggest, most beautiful cock I’ve ever seen. He could be a porn star. It’s like 9½” long, cut, with this huge plum-shaped head. It’s fucking humungous. It’s like every gay man’s dream cock. The cock to end all cocks… they should erect a monument to it!” Troy’s enthusiastic-to-the-point-of-gushing description of Samuel’s cock makes me want to smile.

I glance at Samuel and try not to look at his crotch, but with such a description I fail miserably, as I believe would most of the population. Certainly the gay one. As was to be expected, his chin is resting on his hand, but even with his head hung low, causing his hair to flop forward, I can see his cheeks are flushed crimson, matching the tips of his ears I can see peeking through his blond locks. His hanging head, of course, keeps leading my eyes down to the juncture of his thighs.
Hmm, I think we have a python in the house!

“Samuel?” I prod gently.

Without looking at me, his gaze locked on his seemingly fascinating sneakers, he stutters, “Troy’s pe-penis is beautiful t-too. It’s-it’s circumcised… and-and its 8 ¼” long—I measured it—and the head… well, the head is a really pretty shade of p-pink… I really l-like it.”

“Well done, gents. I’m proud of you! We’ve established that you both like each other’s equipment. That’s a good start. So tell me, what exactly is the problem?”

Silence.

Keep it professional, Justin.
“Troy. Samuel. I need you to talk to me, if I’m going to be able to help you.”

I keep looking from one to the other, hoping for an answer. Again, silent communication passes between them, with Samuel giving the go ahead with a nod. Par for the course it’s Troy who volunteers their problem, speaking so fast I struggle to catch all of his words. I am, however, pleased to notice that though Troy may be the mouthpiece, Samuel most definitely has a level of control over what is said.

“Samuel’s scared he’ll hurt me if he tops, even though I’m not a virgin and I’ve said I want to at least try. Samuel is a virgin, so the size of my dick has had his ass clamming up tighter than a duck’s butt on the occasions that we’ve gotten to the point of slipping past the ring of fire, so to speak.”

No wonder Samuel’s clamming up if Troy’s calling it the ‘ring of fire’. I guess that’s the clown in him. Still, this means. …
Butt Prep Therapy! My favorite.

“So, can I assume from that, guys, that you aren’t experiencing any problems with mutual masturbation, as in giving each other handjobs and blowjobs?”

“Well, we’d certainly appreciate any, um, tips you might have, Justin. Both of us are open to learning new things, aren’t we, Sam?”

Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!

“Yes.” Samuel’s confirmation is more a squeak than an actual word and his eyes remain glued to those snazzy sneakers.

“Excellent. Now that I’m filled in on your history, and we’ve established the parameters of your therapy, I’d like to go over some simple terminology with you.”
I sound so professional. I am the guru of sex therapy!
“Please pay attention, guys. This may be the most boring bit of our sessions together but it is important. Okay?”

“Yes, Justin,” they both chime, and my, don’t their matching blushes look lovely.

“Brilliant. Now firstly, let’s define Sexual Pleasure. I’m sure you both realize it’s our body’s pleasurable response to sexual stimulation. One thing to note though, guys, is that it’s not only touch that can arouse us. It may be that we become aroused by something we see, hear, taste, or even smell. Another thing to note is that it does not necessarily have to happen in the real world—it can occur from our imaginings or dreams. I will state the obvious and say that it can happen when our erogenous zones are touched, whether by ourselves or by our partner. With me so far, boys?”
Hmm, is that a little movement in the corral I’m seeing?

“Yes, Justin,” murmurs Troy. Samuel manages a nod.

“Excellent. At this point I would like to point out something that often escapes eager beaver young men. Your penis and your anus are not your only erogenous zones. I would encourage you both to explore each other’s bodies. In fact, that is the first homework assignment I’m setting you both. I want you to leave each other’s cocks alone until our next session and explore the rest of each other’s bodies with both your hands and tongues, or any implements such as feathers and scarves etc. you might, by mutual agreement, of course, like to use. Take mental note of responses, but most of all I want you to have fun with it.
If only I could be a fly on the wall.
When we next speak I want the pair of you to be able to tell me five erogenous zones you discovered in each other. Is that clear? Any questions?”
Okay, definitely a little trouser action happening now.

Two sets of nodding heads. Two sets of deepening matching blushes.
Adorable
.

“Lovely. Next, I’d like to talk to you about the Sexual Response Cycle. In simple terms it’s the pattern of how we react to sexual stimuli. There are five steps within the cycle. In order they are: desire, excitement, plateau, orgasm, and last but not least, resolution. Sounds charming, doesn’t it?”

Two sets of nods. Two sets of shuffling feet. These two are fast becoming my favorites and I haven’t even gotten them naked yet.

“We experience all or just some of them each and every time we have a sexual experience. Not every sexual experience will see all five steps of the cycle achieved, and it’s important to understand that not all need to be completed for a feeling of sexual fulfillment to occur. Some of our body’s responses to sexual stimuli are obvious to us, others not so much. How our body responds also varies from one sexual experience to another, and is influenced by our age, health, and mood.”
Damn, I sound knowledgeable… wait, I
am
knowledgeable.

“Okay, let’s take each phase and have a closer look at it, shall we?”

Again, matching nods. Too cute for words.

“As I said, the first stage is Desire. What exactly does that mean?”

I smile encouragingly before taking a sip of water from the bottle I always have on my desk. I look from one to the other, hoping for some interaction, but, unfortunately, they’re both staring at me like deer in the headlights. On the upside, they’re hanging on my every word as though I’m Stephen Hawking at a space convention.

“Basically it’s when we find ourselves having erotic or sexual thoughts. This can have been brought about by seeing the object of our desires, hearing them, smelling their cologne, or touching them, even innocently. It’s the ‘wanting’ stage. How are we going, gents? You still with me?”

“Yes,” squeaks Troy, avoiding my eyes, which is excellent because it affords me the opportunity to check out the bulge his 8 ¼” is creating in those deliciously tight black jeans of his.

Another nod from my shy Quaker boy, and if his chin dips any lower it will be resting on the enormous platform his bulge has now created in his looser brown pants.
Blimey, is that Peter the Python snaking down his thigh?

“Wonderful. Er. … Well, moving right along from the Desire Phase, which, by the way, can go on for months. For example, Troy, the three months between meeting Samuel, falling in love with him, and finally asking him out on a date would be considered a prolonged Desire Phase. Anyway, now we come to the Excitement Phase which is where our body reacts to desire. Can you tell me some of the signs a man may experience or exhibit during the Excitement Phase?”

Silence.

I’m determined to get an answer this time.

“Troy? Samuel?”
By the time I’m finished with you both you will be ready for the Dirty Talk Olympics!

“Um, your dick gets hard.” Troy is now finding his sneakers as fascinating as Samuel is his.

“Yes, that’s one sign. Samuel, can you think of any?”

“Um, your heart beats faster.”

“Wonderful, yes, it most certainly does, and did you know that your blood pressure also rises?”

Two shaking heads.

As this is our first session I will help them out a little.

“Some other signs are muscle contractions; some voluntary, some not. Your scrotum thickens and your testes draw in closer to your body. Your nipples harden, and in some men they even get what’s called a Sex Flush, which is a reddening of the skin over the chest and neck area.”

“Troy gets that,” whispers Samuel. Oh, how wonderful. My shy guy has volunteered some information.

“You do, too,” mutters Troy, giving Samuel a sidelong glance, and I notice he gives his boy’s hand a little squeeze.

“Oh, I didn’t know. …”
Oh my, this guy is just too sweet and innocent to be believed.

“Brilliant! Congratulations! That means you’re succeeding in turning each other on.”

There’s more than a little squirming and lots of blushing. I admit, I’m having to work at not squirming myself.

“This phase can last as briefly or as long as you want before moving onto the Plateau Phase. Sounds dreadful, doesn’t it? Boring even. Trust me, though, it’s anything but boring. This is the phase where our bodies experience prolonged, intense sexual arousal. It’s maintained by physical stimulation such as the stroking or rubbing of erogenous zones, and, of course, intercourse; be it anal or oral. Many of the signs of the Excitement Phase are also present in this phase. Another sign that presents itself at this time is the Cowper’s gland begins secreting pre-ejaculate, and did you know that your glans, or head, actually enlarges? It’s not just your penile shaft that fills out.”

Their sneakers really must be beyond interesting with the way they keep studying them. They’ve both also found the need to wipe their hands down their pants more than once. Sweaty palms, huh? Guess they’re a little pumped up, and this is only the ‘prove to you I know my shit’ session.

“At times, and here some communication is necessary between you both, you will want to prolong this phase as long as possible; at others, you will want to speed ahead like Olympic sprinters to the next phase which is called the Orgasm Phase, but I like to refer to it as the Hallelujah or Holy Fuck moment, as that’s usually what I want to scream out.”

Two sets of snickers. Good: their humor is still intact.

“Yes, I probably don’t need to explain this phase in much detail, but for the sake of professionalism, I hope you will bear with me.”

Two sets of nods and even a peek through the lashes by Troy… and, yes, two wonderfully prominent erections. What a pity to confine those two glorious specimens within restrictive clothing. I do a double take at Samuel.
Oh god, the python is half way to Samuel’s knee.
Seems Troy wasn’t exaggerating. …

Swallowing another sip of my drink, I take what I call a ‘professional pause’, but in reality I have to retrieve my brain from the gutter again. I’ve never been this bad with clients before.

“Orgasm is, of course, the intense peak of sexual pleasure. The tension built during the Desire, Excitement, and Plateau phases are released in a series of rapid muscular spasms which are extremely pleasurable to the body. A point is reached where the ejaculation of sperm cannot be stopped and this is known in medical terms as ‘ejaculatory inevitability’. The prostate begins contractions and all the muscles in the pelvic region, such as the urethra, anus, and pelvic floor muscles, also contract approximately three to six times at about 0.8 seconds apart, and, hey presto, you shoot your load!”

One smile, and one biting of a rather lush bottom lip. Interestingly, Samuel is the one who is grinning.

“On a side note, the body also releases ‘feel good’ endorphins. The bad news is that the Orgasm Phase is the shortest of the five phases, lasting only a minute or so. Damn pity if you ask me! All that build-up for only sixty seconds of fireworks! Definitely a design flaw!”

More chuckles and Samuel is checking Troy out through his long fringe. Troy, poor soul, is trying to discreetly adjust himself. That’s the problem with tight pants—nowhere for an excited penis to go, let alone hide.

“Last is the Resolution Phase. Another great term! Sounds like we’ve just participated in a school debate rather than some hot satisfying sex, doesn’t it?”

Shy nods and two sets of lips firmly in the grasp of teeth.

“During this phase our bodies return to normal. Your erections will soften, your scrotum will relax, and your testes will drop away from your body. You will also be sweating, and both your heart rate and blood pressure will actually dip to lower than normal before returning to their normal state.”