pair, and that it was completely fitting that I should be in this pose.
His hands were now gently dallying around the tops of my thighs, around my ass-cheeks, and around my bent hips, but he had made no attempt to touch my cock or scrotum. With my eyes half-closed and my mind a sort of dreamy blank, I was trying to achieve the receptive passive state which he had suggested, and was at least partially succeeding. My cock had no sensation of stiffening into aggressive urgent hardness, but the sensations were very pleasant in an unexpected and unusual way. Unconsciously I glanced down to where Teddy was occupied with entertaining me, and saw that his head was covered with my towel so that I would not be disturbed by seeing a boy doing what a girl should be doing.
His deft ringers were now playing lightly around the sensitive perineal area below my scrotum and daintily teasing the outer rim of my asshole in a way that tantalized and pleased without actually stimulating. I was aware that he had not yet touched my genitals and was wondering how he expected to arouse a sexually exhausted man indirectly, when I felt a soft warmth enveloping my whole cock and balls.
I could not imagine what he was doing, but it felt good so I just lay there and let the nice feeling run over me like a soothing but exhilarating shower. Light fingers still toyed playfully around my whole bottom and hips, while the engulfing warmth on my prick and scrotum began to move and squirm and fluctuate in a most stimulating manner. I could not distinguish any discrete motions or identify the source of the feelings, but I did know that it was just the type of gentle and undemanding sensation that was most welcome to me in my present state of sexual exhaustion. The soft caressing thrills were all being provided for me, and I did not have to reciprocate or even respond by any thoughts or actions. I could just lie there and soak up the nice feelings as they were provided to me.
I don't really know how long I lay there enjoying my new role of passive recipient in this exotic sex-play, but eventually there came a time when I could feel my cock beginning to harden in response to the glorious stimuli in which it had been bathing for so long. Now my curiosity could stand it no longer, and I looked down, removing the towel which still concealed my whole hip region.
Teddy had my still semi-flaccid cock and my relaxed scrotum all engulfed in his mouth, and the gentle chewing of his jaws and lips, and the subtle weaving of his tongue within his full-packed mouth were providing the delightful sensations I had been enjoying. As my cock gradually and slowly enlarged and stiffened under his tender ministrations, his hot wet mouth became a tighter and tighter case in which my tool and ball-bag were contained, which meant that the compression and excitement increased proportionately.
We both knew that long before I could achieve a full stiff cock-stand, he would not be able to maintain his bizarre and stimulating enclosure of all my sexual equipment, but he was going to hang on as long and as he could without taking any chances on hurting or even worrying me. Now I saw one of his hands sneak out to the jar of soothing lotion he had been using on Susie's abused flesh, and I wondered what he had in mind next. He noticed that I was watching him, and he signalled me to lie back and let him do his job without my supervision. I had complete faith in his judgement as well as his ability, after what I had already seen, so I relaxed and lay staring dreamily at the ceiling, completely passive and accepting.
His fingers were now caressing and massaging my asshole more actively, and I realized that he was using the salve as a lubricant to make his attentions smoother and more sensually slippery. I had never realized it before but under the proper circumstances and under appropriate stimulation, a man's asshole region can be a very real source of pleasant sensations for him. A crude violent goosing, of course, is an angering and degrading attack, but in the way that Teddy was serving me, his attentions were most interesting, exciting, and welcome.
Presently the time arrived when we both realized that my erection had become too long and stiff for him to hold it and my scrotum all within the hot moist squirming confines of his mouth. He sucked very hard on me for a second, and the sudden suction engorged my organ even further and most delightfully, dragging the supersensitive end of my awakening masculinity well down into his hot tight-gripping throat. Then he just as suddenly released my cock from his overstuffed mouth, and it sprang free and rigidly vertical before his face. A quick glance down showed me that his caresses had been superlatively effective in arousing me from my previous sexlessness, for I was as firmly erect as if I had enjoyed no relief for weeks.
I had expected a sort of let-down when his mouth was no longer stimulating my prick, but I now realized that this wonderfully adept and imaginative expert at all forms of sexual excitation, was still practicing his exotic tricks on me, almost without my realizing it. My cock was standing nakedly alone and erect, but thrilling sensations were still pouring into me and I analyzed his present method.
His mouth still contained my scrotum and balls, and within this warm wet cavity, his tongue was writhing and fluttering in a way that increased my excitement more than I would have dreamed possible. Any man is normally very jumpy and wary at having his balls fooled with. They are too valuable to him and he instinctively hates to be at the mercy of anyone toying with his family jewels. The slightest mistake or intentional violence can be extremely dangerous as well as exquisitely painful. But so great had my confidence in Teddy become that I felt no uneasiness at his holding my testicles in his mouth, a position that put me completely at his mercy, for he could castrate me at any second without my being able to do anything to prevent it. And since he was a regular member of the staff of The Club, he could certainly arrange for his own protection against any revenge from me afterwards. But despite all these alarming thoughts which flashed through my mind, I just lay there and enjoyed the things which this bizarre boy was doing for me.
As I continued to sort out the causes of the nice feelings I was experiencing, even though my firm cock-stand was not being stimulated directly in any way, I suddenly realized that Teddy, in the moments that he had sucked in managed to insert one of his fingers into my greased anus. He had done it so gently and so expertly while my attention was directed elsewhere, that I had not even realized it until I began wondering what felt so good way down at the base of my stiffened cock, deep within my abdomen. Usually any real pressure on a man's prostate gland, which encircles the base of his cock inches within his pelvis, is extremely annoying if not actually painful. But Teddy's caresses were so gentle that they strongly excited and stimulated me, with all the intensity that a man feels just as his sex-pressure is building up almost to the point of ejaculation. I knew that I was still a long way from shooting the little remaining semen in my loins, but the feeling was just as intensely wonderful and emotionally poignant as if my orgasm was imminent. And it seemed that he could maintain this exquisite sensation for me almost indefinitely, as distinguished from the momentary thrill and immediate collapse of a normal male climax.
Another pleasant surprise was that he had so successfully lubricated and expanded my asshole that I could scarcely feel where his long slender finger penetrated that sensitive tight sphincter. The slight sensation which I did have was entirely pleasant, with none of the discomfort or annoyance of being goosed or otherwise violated.
Here I was, lying back on the bed, enjoying all the wonderful sensations of being sucked and fucked and jerked off, while actually my prick was not being touched in any way. It was a wholly bizarre and strangely delightful situation.
After several minutes of this exotic byplay, Teddy raised his face from my crotch and gravely asked, “How are you enjoying these things that I am trying on you, Mr. George?” He was so intent and serious that I had to go along with him, for he definitely had a genius for giving sexual pleasure to any partner. Dr. Sylvia Loriano would certainly be a lucky young woman when she married this ardent and accomplished sex-mate.
“You are really wonderful, Teddy,” I told him honestly. “You sure know what you're doing, and I'm enjoying every second of it. What are you going to try next?”
“I'm glad you like my ideas, sir,” he replied, “And I'd like to check with you before we go on any further. Is it all right if I ask you some very intimate questions?”
“Certainly, Teddy. Go right ahead and ask, and I'll try to give you straight answers,” I told him.
“Am I right in thinking, Mr. George, that you are not particularly interested in having normal sexual intercourse with grown up women, no matter how beautiful and attractive they are?” he asked shyly.
“That's more or less right,” I told him, amazed at his having so quickly and correctly discovered my weakness in this direction.
“And am I right in thinking that you would not like particularly to kiss any girl's pussy, no matter how much you liked her or how beautiful she was?” he asked.
Again he was right, but I could not imagine how he knew these things about me. I suppose that after you have seen all the things and done all the things that he had, you come to recognize patterns of behavior, without really knowing how you know them.
“Now a few more things, and I can go ahead to provide you with a wholly new and different type of thrill, Mr.
