Page 269 of The Texas Sterling Collection
“I don’t think I can do this,” Felix said. But he couldn’t take his eyes off Joey. He was beautiful, standing naked and hard.
“Sure you can, Felix. I’m standing in front of you naked, and my dick is hard. You shouldn’t be embarrassed if your dick is hard too.”
“Joey, I never did anything like this before. I’m afraid.”
Joey reached out his hand. “Stand up, Felix.”
“Do I have to?” Felix focused his pleading eyes on Joey, half to stop and half to force him up.
“Yes, Felix.” Joey wiggled his fingers, inviting Felix to take his hand. “I want you to touch me. The way you’re looking at me, I think you want to.”
Felix thought for a minute, then whispered, “Yes.” He took Joey’s hand and stood, not letting go. He had never touched another man before, but touching Joey made his stomach queasy in a good way. His dick was hard, too.
Joey guided his hand to his face. “Touch my face, Felix.”
Felix palmed Joey’s bristled jaw, then drew his fingers and caressed Joey’s face. He fingered the rough growth of beard stubble and the soft skin of Joey’s cheek. His fingers moved across Joey’s full, supple lips, stroking them.
Felix panted. “It feels so amazing touching you, Joey.” He had never had such pleasurable feelings. His dick was straining to get out of his trousers.
“It feels amazing for me too, Felix. Keep going.”
Felix put his other hand on Joey’s chest, then let his fingers drift down to Joey’s navel. Before he knew what he was doing, he touched Joey’s dick. Soft skin surrounded the hard tissue. His touch made Joey gasp.
“Are you okay with taking your clothes off now?” Joey said.
“I think so,” Felix nodded, continuing to caress Joey’s body. “If you help me.”
Joey reached up and unbuttoned Felix’s shirt, and Felix dropped his arms to his side. The shirt slipped off his shoulders and fell to the ground behind him. Joey rubbed Felix’s naked chest with his rough hands. Felix shuddered at the pleasurable sensation.
“Joey,” Felix whispered. “It feels so good when you touch me.”
“I never touched another man like this, Felix. It feels good to me, too.”
“My dick wants out, Joey.”
Joey unbuckled Felix’s belt and unbuttoned his trousers, letting them fall to the ground. Felix’s dick was hard and tenting his drawers. Joey undid the drawstring and let the drawers fall to Felix’s ankles. As Joey touched his dick, an intense pleasure gripped Felix. Gasping, he grabbed Joey and held on as his dick squirted several times.
“Oh my God…what was that?” Felix gazed at his deflating dick. "I only felt like that in dreams and woke up with a mess in my drawers. I didn’t understand I could do that myself, or with someone else’s help. It's amazing.”
“Now watch me play with my dick.” Joey stimulated himself, using Felix’s release to lubricate his dick. He pointed out the various sensitive areas, caressing and fingering. “You keep finding the pleasurable areas and teasing them with your fingers. Finally,” Joey gasped as his orgasm took hold, and he spewed streams of sperm all over Felix’s chest, “you squirt.”
Felix was hard again from watching Joey.
“Let’s jump in the spring and wash off. The cold water will help take care of your hard dick.” Joey took Felix’s hand and led him to the water. They waded into the spring and sat on the bottom. The cool water swirled around them.
“Joey,” Felix gazed at his best friend, “did we do something wrong?”
Joey reached for Felix’s face and cupped his jaw. “I showed you something you didn’t know. I’m sorry I touched you. I shouldn’t have. But you discovered how much fun playing with your dick can be. I hope you can relax enough to touch your dick again.”
“But my father said pleasuring yourself is wrong.”
“Think of it this way. Today you didn’t pleasure yourself. I pleasured you with my hand.”
“Somehow, that doesn’t sound much better.” Felix still felt conflicted but closed his eyes and leaned into Joey’s hand on his cheek. “I don’t think we should do this anymore. I liked it, but it seems wrong.”
“Okay, Felix.” Joey withdrew his hand. “We won’t do this again, but if you ever decide you want to, tell me.”
Felix stood and waded to the bank. He lay in the soft grass near the water and let the sun dry him.
