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“One-oh-one is frotting. But we went out of order and started with one-oh-two, which is mutual hand jobs, circled back to the frotting, and then moved on to one-oh-three, which is blow jobs.”
“And watching porn is two-oh-one?” Humor was seeping in, a twinkle in his eye taking over the flush of embarrassment.
“Rimmingis two-oh-one. Porn can be enjoyed at any stage,” I said, very matter-of-factly.
“Can’tyoujust show me the rimming stuff? Do we really need to watch porn?”
“First of all”—I held up my index finger—“why are you so anti-porn? Porn is delightful!” I held up my middle finger, adding it to the first. “Secondly, if I’m showing you how rimming works, are you doing it to me? Or am I doing it to you?”
Oh, there was that blush again. And damn, there was something adorable about a gruff, forty-year-old bearded man going full flush at the mention of rimming.
“Just hit play,” he mumbled. Grinning, I performed a search and then scrolled through the thumbnails of the videos that came up. I wanted something relatively quick and dirty. I didn’t think Matty would appreciate a long, drawn-out video. It would need to be something that hooked him right away, so he forgot to be embarrassed and instead focused on the pleasure being had by both parties. It was the best way to get him out of his head.
A shorter, ten-minute video caught my eye. I recognized the couple as one who regularly made videos of relatively decent quality, so I tapped play.
The men started with kissing, tongues tangling aggressively as they stood next to the bed. Matty fidgeted next to me, but his eyes were locked on the screen and a quick glance at his cock showed he was interested.
The taller, lankier guy climbed onto the bed with the shorter, stockier guy following him. Short guy gave his dick a tug, then began trailing kisses down tall guy’s chest and abs until his lips arrived at tall guy’s dick. Long and lean, just like his body, his cock jutted out proudly, begging to be sucked.
As the two guys proceeded with a blow job, Matthew wiggled beside me like he was trying to get comfortable. Another glance at his dick confirmed that he was fully invested now. “You can touch yourself. Take the edge off.” I gave my own dick a tug, sending a ripple of pleasure vibrating through me.
“I feel ridiculous watching porn with you sitting right next to me.” Ah, my poor sexually repressed baby-bi.
“But you’re turned on, right?”
“That’s not the point.”
“It’s absolutely the point. The entire porn industry is built on this point.” I released my own dick in favor of stroking his, smiling as a shudder ran through him at the contact. “C’mon, Matty. Let go. Let yourself enjoy this.”
Little by little, some of the tension eased from his body as I stroked him at a leisurely pace. I wanted him to relax, but I didn’t want him to come yet. Not until I had my tongue in his ass.
“Damn, babe. I love this ass.”
Short guy’s voice rang out, reminding me that we still had a porn video running. My eyes returned to the screen just as short guy gave tall guy’s ass a light slap, then spread his cheeks wide so the camera could get a shot of tall guy’s hole.
Again, I flicked my eyes over to Matthew’s, trying to gauge his comfort level with this turn of events. To my relief, his eyes were locked on the screen. He was riveted.
Short guy bent forward, and the camera angle changed so we could see him swipe the flat of his tongue directly over tall guy’s asshole. Short guy moaned as if tall guy’s ass was the best peach he’d ever tasted. He went after it again, lapping at his hole with confident, thorough strokes. For his part, tall guy kept up a running commentary in between his moans, groans, and grunts.
Matty was reacting exactly as I’d hoped. His eyes were still glued to the screen, but his hips had begun to rock ever so slightly, causing his dick to slide in and out of my fist. Figuring I had him close enough to where I wanted him—and damned if the video hadn’t gotten me worked up too—I released his cock and moved down the bed to rest between Matthew’s thighs.
“Spread your legs for me.”
“Wh-what?” He tore his eyes away from the screen, his face registering surprise, like he hadn’t noticed that I’d moved into a different position.
I couldn’t help but smile a little. “Spread your legs. It’s time for your lesson.”
“I thought watching porn was the lesson.”
“I told you, porn can be used foralllessons. And so far you’ve had a nice introduction.” I put my hands on his knees and gently spread them wider. “Now we’re going to get to the part of the lesson where we practice what we’ve learned.”
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I was prettysure I could feel my pulse in my dick. It matched thebump-bump-bumpin my chest. I was so fucking turned on I’d lost the ability to string words together, so I simply complied with his request and let my knees fall open.
“That’s it,” he cooed. “Damn, it looks just as good as I thought it would.” He trailed a finger down my crack, skimming across my asshole. Instinctively, I clenched. Either he didn’t notice, or chose not to mention it, because his next words were, “Now hand me that pillow.”
