Page 101 of Time to Shine

“Never apologize for letting me know what you want,” Casey said, and moved a few inches away, giving Landon some space.

After a few deep breaths, Landon said, “Can I touch you, maybe? For a bit?”

Casey scrunched up his face as if he was thinking hard about it. “All right.”

Landon laughed, then kissed him. Casey felt the hard press of Landon’s cock against his thigh, and then Landon’s big hand cupped Casey’s bulge through his underwear. Landon’s curious fingers traced the outline of Casey’s cock, and down to his balls. The combination of his shyness mixed with his determination to learn how to do this was making Casey’s brain melt.

“I like this,” Landon said softly. “Touching you.”

“That works out because I love being touched by you.”

“How do you do it?” Landon asked. “Normally?”

Casey exhaled a short burst of laughter. “Normally without my underwear on, but this feels pretty fucking good.”

“Your underwear is soft.”

Casey wasn’t going to tell Landon how much his briefs cost. Honestly, even he was a little embarrassed by it. “Your pajama pants are sexy.”

Landon laughed. “Costco’s finest.”

“What if we were both naked, though?”

“I’m good with that.” Landon removed his T-shirt and pulled his pants and underwear the rest of the way off, then settled back on his side, facing Casey.

He was breathtaking. Every excessive inch of him. The long lines of his torso, his defined abs, the stiff nipples that peeked out from his dark chest hair, his big hands and his narrow feet. All of him, perfect.

He realized, after an uncertain amount of time, that Landon was waiting for instruction. “Go gentle at first,” Casey suggested.

Landon stared at Casey’s cock like it was a complicated puzzle, then lightly traced one fingertip over the swollen head. Casey’s cock twitched.

“I like that,” Casey said, whispering because it felt right. “I like being teased a bit.”

“Okay,” Landon whispered back, then added another finger and a thumb, but kept his touch light.

Casey shivered with pleasure. “That’s perfect. Just like that.” He almost let a lazy pet name slip out of his mouth. Baby, or sweetheart, or something else that didn’t suit Landon at all. He’d have to do some brainstorming about that.

He reached for Landon’s dick, but Landon stopped him. “Just let me touch you. I want to learn.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” Landon stroked him tip to base and back again, featherlight and electric. “You want lube?”

“In a sec. I like to...to get a little precome going first. I like to—ah—I like to watch it come out, y’know?”

This was probably way too much information, but Landon only said, “Oh. Yeah,” and swiped his thumb over Casey’s slit.

“If you want,” Casey said, “I love having my balls tugged a little. And rolled around. That always gets me leaking real good.”

“Jesus,” Landon murmured, then shifted so he could more easily use both hands on Casey. He cradled Casey’s balls so gingerly that Casey almost wept.

“You can squeeze ’em a little. Not rough, but, like...oh, fuck. Yeah, like that.”

Landon squeezed and rolled Casey’s balls as he gently stroked his dick, the whole time watching what he was doing with intense focus.

Casey laughed. “You’re using your goalie eyes on me.”

Landon blinked. “No I’m not.”

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