| JOEY |
| He smiled and blushed. “No, no no no no, no not at all.” He paused. “It’s just,” “Yeah?” “We- well, I’ve never seen this kind before!” “Huh?” I asked him. “Well, you know, the kind that goes up your butt!” “You haven’t?” “No, my mom always stuck something in my ear. I only heard kids joking about getting one in the butt at school, but I never knew what they were talking about!” Poor kid, I thought to myself. He stood and stared at the floor, the instrument and the lube still in his hands. “Huh,” I said. Another half minute went by in silence. “Um,” he said hesitantly. “Yeah?” I replied. “Well, I was wondering, I mean, well, oh, I dunno,” he spat out, shaking his head and looking at the floor. “You were wondering what?” “Nah, never mind,” he said, but he made no move to take the strange new things back to the bathroom. “No, no, tell me, bro,” I encouraged him. “Well, doesn’t it hurt to do it that way?” he asked, lifting his eyes to mine. “No, man, not at all,” I replied. I waited a second, then said, “you’ve never ever had it done that way, at all?” “NO!” he answered quickly. “Oh,” I answered, looking at him. “Huh,” he said. He waited another moment, then said, “well, what’s it feel like?” scrunching his nose and looking at me again. My dick sprang to attention. Little perv. This was going to be fun. Was this really about to happen? “It kinda feels good, man,” I told him—what the hell. He blushed a deep red. “Yeah?” he said, raising his eyebrows. “Yeah,” I said, laughing. He laughed and I noticed he was still looking at me. “Like what?” he asked. I stared at him for a moment or two. “Give me those, Joey,” I said. |