4 comments/ 81802 views/ 13 favorites Timing By: hammingbyrd7 Copyright 2004 hammingbyrd7 Chapter 1. Stacey awoke about two hours before dawn. All the frustration of the earlier night had disappeared and she found she could finally think clearly. She turned over and gazed at the young man sleeping by her side. "Oh, Stacey," she thought, "What were you thinking of? He was so embarrassed already, why did you have to stomp on him and turn embarrassment into misery? Especially by stomping on his male ego? How would you like it, Stacey, if your vagina couldn't self lubricate, and he started demeaning your femininity over the issue? He's such a sweet guy; shy but so sweet, I still can't believe I'm the first girl he's ever dated. Why was I so cruel? It's only his love for me that that has kept him in my bed tonight... I must give him a sincere apology as soon as he's awake, before Lin gets back..." Stacey began to drift back to sleep. "Randolph, who would have ever thought I'd be thinking of marrying someone named Randolph? Randy's a cute name, though...." Stacey was in her second year of a five-year nursing program. In her high school years and first year at college, she had only casual dating relationships. But last September, she met Randy, a third year engineering student in a mixer at nearby Boston University, and over the next six months the two became a close couple. About a month ago, Stacey's roommate Lin made the kind offer to sleep Friday nights with a friend down the dorm hall. This would give the couple some time for intimacy, and Stacey gratefully accepted. The time Stacey and Randy had used to explore their dreams and personalities had been very sweet, but the time they had used to explore their sexuality had been a disaster. Stacey and especially Randy were novices regarding sex, and they were quite uncertain about how to proceed. Lin had been Stacey's roommate for close to two years now, and she was Stacey's closest friend. Lin was also majoring in nursing, in her third year now, a year ahead of Stacey. Stacey looked up to Lin as her big sister, even though Lin was 2" shorter than Stacey's 5'9", and they were both very supportive of each other. Stacey had never met anyone with such a wiry body as Lin's, and she secretly wished she could be so athletic. Stacey had grown up in Massachusetts. Lin grew up in several states, living as a child first in Texas and then in California, and spending her high school years in a boarding school called the Colorado Rocky Mountain High. She fell in love with the mountains and the skiing, and during her senior year she found she had the skill and the stamina needed to join the Colorado State ski patrol. During a search and rescue mission in a brutal winter storm, her individual grit and determination had become the key difference for success in finding a group of lost climbers. Afterwards, the veteran patrol leader had paid her the ultimate compliment of calling her mountain tough. Lin's history was a riches-to-rags story. Her parents' business collapsed along with the dot-com bubble just as she was about to enter her college years. She rose to the occasion, dedicating her time to becoming a top student while balancing a package of student loans, scholarships, and part-time jobs that would see her through to her R.N. and Masters degrees. She had had a couple of intimate relationships in her high school years, but felt she didn't have the time for such things since she had come to Boston. Lin was coming down the dorm hall early Saturday morning with her sleeping bag in hand, knowing Stacey always awoke with the dawn light, and expecting Stacey and Randy to be out getting breakfast. Lin walked into the room with her thoughts on her schedule for the day, and was very surprised to see Stacey and Randy still sleeping in Stacey's bed, both naked except for a sheet that was only partially covering them. "Oh, cute penis!" thought Lin, and she considered quietly slipping back out of the room, but since they were all such close friends, she decided to tease them a bit. She loudly slammed the door, and said with a bright smile, "So, both you sleepyheads exhausted from a great last night?" right into the startled faces of Stacey and Randy. Her friends' reactions were totally unexpected. Randy nervously said, "Oh, yes..." and then looked uncertain and turned to Stacey to see if he had said the right thing, completely oblivious to his genitals being on clear display for Lin. Stacey also looked very worried, looking back and forth between Randy and Lin and at a complete loss for words for what to say. Part of Lin's surprise was that she knew that Stacey was almost as modest as Randy, and here she was displaying her breasts to both Randy and Lin and totally ignoring the issue. Lin dropped her sleeping bag and sat down quietly in a desk chair close to Stacey's bed. "Something's obviously worrying both of you. I'm sorry for teasing you. What's up? Can I help?" Stacey spoke up first, "Randy, before I say anything else, I want to apologize for what I said last night. My cruelty was totally inexcusable. Please forgive me." "Oh, Stacey, I love you so. Of course I forgive you YIKES!" said Randy, as he whipped the sheet to cover his genitals. Lin waited patiently; wondering if the two love birds would ever tell her what was going on. Stacey just sat quietly, giving Randy a loving smile, and Randy realized she was letting it be his decision about what to say to Lin. Randy looked at Lin for a long moment, thinking about what a dear and trusted friend she was to him, and he decided to punch through his shyness and open up to her. "I'm having a major problem with premature ejaculation. It's been quite embarrassing and a total disaster for me. I'm frustrating the hell out of Stacey, and I don't know what to do..." "Not a total disaster", said Stacey, desperate to say something supportive, "you did break my hymen our first night together...." "And the closest I've managed since is to spray your legs with semen... Lin, do you know anything about this? Stacey and I have both tried searching the literature, and haven't found anything that seems to help. Our next step is the university clinics, I guess, but we're both so embarrassed about this, we haven't gone...." "My boyfriend and I in my senior year in high school had this problem," Lyn confided. "Literature searches didn't help us much either..." "Did you solve the problem?" asked Stacey. "Yes." "How?" "Experimenting. We finally had some ideas that proved effective, very effective, in fact. A good thing, too. Our boarding school nurse wouldn't have been supportive...." "Lin, could you tell us what worked for you?" asked Stacey. "Hmmph. I could try, but I don't think it would be very useful. The core of the solution for us was a combination of finding the right moments to do certain things, along with changing our attitudes. It's not just the physical stuff; it's the attitudes behind the caresses, and having different goals at different stages... And the details of the physical stuff would be hard to describe verbally. It's something to show by doing, rather than trying to talk about it. There are so many judgment calls to make, finding the right times to act. All the right timing is based on the emotions and the empathy between the lovers, and how could I ever put that into words? I'll try to tell you what I can, of course..." "Lin," asked Stacey shyly, pausing a long moment before blurting out, "is Randy close enough to you for you to show us?" "Stacey, do you know what you're asking?" said Lin, smiling a bit as she saw Randy's jaw drop in astonishment. "I do." Lin and Randy gazed into each other's eyes for several minutes, the room very quiet. Finally Lin said, "Randy, I've known you almost as long as Stacey has. You are a very dear friend to me, and I think I can empathize with you and become your sex ed teacher. What are your feelings about this?" "Oh, dear, sweet Lin. I've never told you this, but I think you're drop dead gorgeous. I'm also very attached to Stacey. I don't know.... Would I be getting intimate with you?" "Very. This isn't a trivial matter. You would be accepting me as both a doctor and a lover, within the teaching time. And I'm not a doctor, and I'm not your lover. I think I can do this, though, based on friendship, and not on courtship." "Could I stay and watch?" Stacey asked quietly. "Oh, Stacey! More than that! It's essential you be with us. And as things progress, you need to be here so the physical expressions can transfer to you." "When could we begin?" "Anytime, Stacey. Now would be fine, actually. But we still haven't heard from Randy yet." "This is so sweet of you, Lin" said Randy. "How would this work? Would Stacey and I be naked, and you dressed showing us what to do?" "Ha!" laughed Lin, taking off her shoes and socks. "That sounds like a recipe for comic insanity!" She walked to the door, taking off her blouse, and locking the door. After scanning the window shades to be sure they were being discrete, she calmly removed her bra, skirt, and panties, and sat back down naked. "Randy, I'm offering to take you as my lover for a time of teaching, and I'm asking you to accept me as your doctor and your lover, based not on sexual commitment, but on our friendship, and our common goal of supporting your union with Stacey. Do you accept me?" "This is every guy's fantasy, getting sexy with two beautiful women. With Stacey's support, I can accept. What will it be like?" "It'll be a whole range of feelings. Most of it will be very pleasurable, actually. One part briefly painful, much more of it wildly erotic. Some of the stuff we'll do first will feel so different; you might be a bit uncomfortable. My doctor role comes first, before my role as lover. Overall, though, I think you'll really enjoy this!" "What should I do first?" "Grab a towel, and get dressed." "What!?" "Go down to the bathroom on the men's floor, and take a shower. Be sure to empty your bladder, and have a bowel movement too if you can. Stacey and I will take showers up here, and we can start when we all get back." Chapter 2. Stacey and Lin came back together to their dorm room from the showers, having just finished blow-drying their hair. After closing the door, Lin walked over to her side of the room and slipped out of her bathrobe, standing naked facing her bed and thinking about how the morning was progressing. "I'm surprised Randy isn't back yet," she said. "His hair is a lot easier to dry than ours." "Oh, I'm not surprised," said Stacey. "I know Randy. We've given him a lot to think about. He probably won't be back for a little while yet." "Oh," said Lin, and she stood for a moment, deciding whether to get dressed, when she felt Stacey's hand on her shoulder, and Stacey softly calling her name. Lin turned to be embraced by a naked Stacey. Their two bodies met and Lin's arms came up to hug Stacey back. They stood perfectly still, embracing for several minutes, and then Lin began very softly to caress the small of Stacey's back and the top of her buttocks. After of few moments, Stacey began to return the caress at the sides of Lin's hips. Lin closed her eyes and rested the side of her head against Stacey's, feeling all the tension flow out of her body. "Nervous?" asked Stacey. "I was, a little, before this hug," answered Lin. "Thank you, Stacey, thank you for loving me." Stacey kissed Lin and returned to caressing her hips. Lin felt deeply relaxed by the caresses, her mind lost in thought. "It's been three years since I've been hugged like this," she thought. "Three long years. It feels so wonderful, I had forgotten. I had forgotten, that it feels so wonderful to be hugged and caressed. I had forgotten, how much my spirit needs this! Three long years. My financial footing was so precarious. It's taken me three years to finally feel secure about being on my own and independent. With my dedication to my studies and the all the student jobs, I decided I didn't have time for dating. But, oh, Stacey, it feels so good to be hugged and petted! I'm beginning to rethink my position... Perhaps I should be more receptive to dating possibilities...." "Lin?" asked Stacey. "Yeah?" "I want you to know how grateful I am for what you're doing for Randy and me. I want you to know there's not an ounce of jealousy in my heart or mind about this." "I know, Stacey. Dear, sweet Stacey, I know." "Lin... I've been on the pill for months now, ever since I began to think of Randy as my future husband. But I know you're still having your periods. I also have a few condoms. Do you need one for Randy and you?" "Oh, Stacey! I have no intention of ever having intercourse with Randy! I will be getting sexy with him though. And if he's ready for intercourse this morning, it's you who will be his partner. If he's not ready, and he might well not be this first session, just be patient! Thanks for the warning, though. You're right, I am having periods, and I might well be in the fertile part of my cycle right now. I have to be very careful not to get any of Randy's semen near my own vagina. Hopefully though, it'll be quite the opposite for you!" After another minute, there was a knock on the door. Stacey recognized Randy's distinctive knock, and she called him into the room after releasing Lin from her embrace. Randy entered and locked the door, and then looked like he was having trouble swallowing as his eyes went from naked Lin to naked Stacey. "Sorry if I'm late, just lost track of time, thinking in the shower." "Oh, there's no time schedule on this, Randy" said Lin. "Relax! Do you want to chat for a bit, before we get started?" "I'm feeling a bit nervous, but I'm ready. Perhaps we can stop and talk later, if I feel the need to stop...." "Sure, Randy, that'll be fine." Lin gathered up the pillows on Stacey's bed, and also the two from her own bed, and placed them on the floor in a triangle pattern. "Randy, I want you to completely undress, and then get down on all fours on the floor, your knees, one on each pillow here, your hips in the air, and your head and elbows here. Rest both your forearms along the two pillows in front, and also rest you head in the center of the pillows. Try to relax, just get comfortable." Lin went to her dresser and pulled out a tube of KY jelly and a latex glove. Randy gulped when he saw what she had, and then gulped again when Lin sat down directly behind him. "No, Randy. You've brought the two knee pillows together. Get back to the triangle pattern. That's right... A little more.... Oh, don't by shy, my dear friend! More. That's good. Now, just rest and relax. Close your eyes if you want." Randy's penis was hanging erect between his legs. The sight brought back a sharp memory to Lin, of having Jeff in this position for the first time. "Oh, Randy," Lyn thought, "I bet I could have your semen on the floor in seconds if I wanted to. You are so sweet to be erect for me, desiring me, but Randy, you and I are heading in a very different direction!" So thinking, Lin lubricated both her hands and gently took a testicle in each hand, slowly running her fingers around them, gradually penetrating the scrotal sac as her fingers moved deeply up, all the while monitoring Randy closely for any discomfort. Randy shuddered several times, but it was not from pain, and Lin recognized this. Stacey sat by Lin's side, totally still and mesmerized by what Lin was doing. With several fingers, Lin finally reached her goal, the roof the scrotal sac. "My fingers are now at the very bottom of you abdominal wall, Randy. It forms the top roof of your scrotum. Now, bear down and cough!" Lin applied diagnostic pressure with her hands, pushing her fingers firmly against the scrotum's muscular roof. Randy gasped in surprise and pulled away, turned around and sat down facing Lin. "Lin, what in the world are you doing?" "Randy, first of all, did I hurt you?" Randy considered. "No, it didn't hurt at all. I guess it felt... sexy? No.... I don't know what it felt like.... I'm being very inconsiderate to complain, aren't I?" "No. I'm glad I wasn't hurting you. Relax, Randy. It's impossible for you to be inconsiderate in this. Please believe me, you should be and are in total control. You can stop whenever you want. You can stop for a pause, stop to end for today, or stop to end for forever. I've given you my commitment to help as long as you desire help from me. My schedule for today is very light, to write my weekly letter to my parents, to do my laundry, and to study for some exams next week. I already know the material well. I'll be as accommodating as I can, you have my word, and I'm very flexible for today. What is you desire?" "Lin, you're an angel. I'll get back on the pillows in a moment. Can you tell me what you'll be doing?" "For the first part, in my role as doctor, yes. I'm going to give you as complete a pelvic and reproductive exam as I can, and with my training, I can do quite a bit. I'm quite a bit beyond where a normal third-year nursing student would be. I've been very focused in my studies, moving ahead of the core curriculum and branching out into different electives. I've also internalized the nursing ethics. In my second role, my role as lover, I'll be doing some wild things, perhaps some things only a fully healthy male body should engage with. I will not harm you; my character forbids it in every dimension. I need to examine you as a doctor, before knowing how to engage with you as a lover. If I find a problem, we can still do sex ed together, but perhaps at a slower, gentler pace." Randy got back into position on the pillows, offering Lin full access to his scrotum. "Can you talk to me while you're doing this, let me know how things are going?" "Up to a point," said Lin, beginning to penetrate the sac again with her fingers, and probing more deeply as she continued to talk. "If I were only your doctor, the answer would be a full yes. But I'll also be your lover, Randy. Learn to trust me. Trust my intentions, even though you don't know what my intentions are. Reach out beyond your understanding and trust me. I'll need that trust when I become your lover. There, my fingers are back in diagnostic position. Bear down and cough for me. Good!" Lin continued so shift her fingers inside the scrotum. "Cough again. Good! And again. And again...." After a while, Randy became very relaxed with Lin's presence inside his scrotum. He would gaze into Stacey's eyes, smile and sigh, as Lin spent her time in a very thorough exam of the testes, the inner sacs around them, and especially the tubular connections. Lin's probing was so extensive that in a pure clinic setting, it might have been a bit unsettling, but she was so clever to mix in soft caresses that the entire scrotal exam wound up feeling very sexy, just in a very unusual way. Lin finished with the scrotal exam, smiling at a deeply relaxed Randy with his flaccid penis hanging loosely between his legs. "Excellent," thought Lin, "I have his penis in just the condition I want it to be in for now." Lin cleaned the lubrication off her right hand, and snapped on the latex glove and lubricated the gloved index finger. "I know you saw me get this out, Randy. Now be a good boy and open up for me..." Randy went from deeply relaxed to more than a bit tense. "There, there, Randy," said Lin, as she caressed his tight anus with her lubricated finger, "Just relax and let me penetrate..." "I've never had this done before." "Never!?" "No... It does feel really nice, what you're doing. Can you just push in and force the penetration?" "I'd rather not. It would be too much like raping you. I was almost raped once, and it scared me greatly. I'd much rather have your body accept me to enter it..." Lin continued to stroke his anus; confident the gentle stimulation would soon dilate the sphincter muscles. As she waited and caressed, she thought of the trust she soon would need as Randy's lover, and decided to make an offer of trust from her side.... Timing As hectic as his life seemed, there was nothing that put him more at ease than watching his son sleep. The look on his tiny cherubic face made Steven feel as though he could handle anything; that no matter what, everything would be alright. He leaned down and placed a loving kiss on his head remembering how his father used to tuck him in every night when he was the same age before quietly taking his leave. He could have stayed there the entire night watching his little chest rise and fall wondering what he dreamt about, but there was someone else who would miss him just down the hall. Her comfort was just as needed. "Everything okay?" she asked. The corner of his mouth turned upward in an attempt to smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. They didn't keep secrets from one another, but sometimes it was hard to tell her things. Maybe it was an imaginary sense of male machismo, but he liked to be the rock in their circle; the one she came to when she was having problems. She'd done her fair share of being there for him earlier in their relationship; he just wanted to return the favor. They'd met nearly twelve years ago. Every time he thought about it, he could hardly believe it. She was a junior working in the college library for work study while he was working as an assistant professor on the tenure track. It wasn't love at first sight by any means, but he'd be lying to himself if he wasn't immediately attracted to her. Her bright smile and infectious laughter was the first thing he noticed until she was putting books away on one of the shelves high up on a ladder one day. Her ample curves became his late night spank fodder from that moment on. He began finding reasons to go to the library until she finally called him on it. He stumbled through a half-assed explanation until she cut him off and gave him her phone number. Though it was rough in the beginning having to keep their relationship a secret, adding to the fact that social networking provided him with a window to everything she was doing without him, Ciara always made it a point to make it up to him... as many times as he needed her to. She was originally working on some slides for an advertising campaign when he walked in, but his sulky behavior stilled her movements. She could always read how he was feeling. Sometimes he hated it. He climbed into bed looking up at her soft brown eyes knowing he'd have to get the words out. She'd nag him until it was finally out in the open, but at that moment, his throat didn't feel like cooperating. The four simple words just couldn't make their way past his lips like his tongue was in a vice grip. He took a deep breath realizing that he wasn't ready for it to be real yet. He just wanted to be strong a little while longer. Without words, he took her papers and placed them on the nightstand. Afterwards he turned out the lamp on her side; his eyes never leaving hers. She watched him, but didn't protest, which was her normal style. Instead, she allowed him to pull her down into a hard kiss. His thick fingers snaked around her waist pulling her body into his. Ciara became pliant moving however he wanted her to. He needed this from her, and she was allowing him to take it. Their lovemaking was quiet, but the intensity with which he held her and she held him made it something more. Every thrust was a desperate attempt to be comforted by her body. Each long, lingering kiss was his way of telling her that he loved her and needed her more than he needed anything else in that moment. His grip would leave purple bruises on her dark skin in the morning and his dark brown whiskers would leave her cheeks and neck irritated and itchy, but she took it all from him. Even when he began to speed up his pace, slamming into her with all the anger and hurt he felt until it came away in one of the most intense orgasms he'd ever had. He knew she hadn't come, but he knew she'd understand. Once the last of his orgasm had passed, everything seemed to loosen up. Tears mixed with sweat dripped off the tip of his nose onto the pillow and her neck; tears he hadn't realized were so close to the surface. Tears he would have never cried otherwise. They kept silent for some time. Ciara's small fingers caressed the entire span of his back. As strong as he'd tried to be, she still ended up being there for him. He didn't think it was possible to love someone any more than he already loved her, but his heart told him otherwise. Finally his throat released and his tongue and mouth seemed to move on their own volition. "My father died today." He waited for her to start to speak but she didn't. Her hands kept moving over him, still comforting, still cradling. Steve lifted his head to see her face and nearly choked on a breath. "Why are you crying baby? Did I hurt you?" Ciara shook her head. The tears began to flow even more. He brushed the matted hair from her face and kissed on her cheeks. "Sweetheart, please tell me what's wrong." He pleaded. Her head turned into his and she kissed him. Her hands moved up to his cheeks so that she could look into his eyes before telling him, "I'm sorry." Steve wrapped his arms around her tightly. Of course she'd known. How could she not. "My mom called?" He felt her nod. "I didn't want to rush you, so I waited for you to say something." Steve chuckled despite the situation. He wasn't sure how he'd gotten so lucky to have someone in his life who meant so much to him. One day, he'd be able to be that rock for her to, but it wouldn't be tonight. Tonight, they needed each other. Timing Is Everything This my first story, may not be the last who knows. The muse is a fickle unpredictable creature at best. I need to say thank you to Fire_Breeze for editing the grammar, spelling.etc.. Her patience is a virtue. She was one of a few who said go ahead post it. The story contains consensual sex between women of age. If that isn't your thing then don't read it. Feedback is welcome. Raddish. Opening my door, I see the shocked surprise on your face, making me grin, knowing what I do and what is to come. Pulling you in, I shut the door and turn around. Leaving you there, I move to the side table to pick up and hand you a silk kimono. It matches the one I am wearing , the only thing I am wearing, mine white and black, yours is black and white. Both have embroidered dragons on the back that curve around to the front on both sides. Holding out my hand, I lead you into the living room. In the middle of the room, there is a low, very wide, white suede chaise lounge, covered in black and grey leather pillows. In front of it, a small black coffee table. On it, two glasses of champagne, the bottle on ice in a bucket. Next to the bucket, a red Chinese pillow box sits and under the table is a red leather chest. I already have three cameras mounted on tripods, ready and waiting on timers. All I would have to do is hit the remote and they will fire off in rapid intervals. Grabbing a glass, I sit on stool nearby. My legs are slightly parted, causing the robe to gap open just a tad. I notice that you sneaked a peek. Licking my lips, I sip, still not saying a single word. I can see your nervous, even though we spoke about this, discussed it until you were comfortable with it. Finally breaking the silence, I say, "put that on. Please. We do have a little time to get comfortable before the morning light comes in through the windows and skylight." Living in a large converted loft affords me a lot of space, good lighting, and best of all, no nosey neighbors. All which is perfect for my business. But this, this is all pleasure. You start to leave the room and I shake my head no. "I want to watch," I tell you, arching my brow, an eager gleam in my eye You reach to take a quick drink to build up your courage. It works as you, visibly relax, take another sip and begin to strip slowly. A slow sexy grin spreads on your face as you do. You want this as much as, if not more than, I do.. For two weeks we met, talked, flirted, teased, building up a sexual tension. So thick right now you could slice through it with a butter knife. Sitting down on the chaise, you let your long black hair lose. I gasp involuntarily. God, you're beautiful! A long, lush body, just begging to be worshipped. My mind starts to work on all the shots I want to take, all the while my pussy clenches and my nipples harden. Getting up, I cross the room and move slowly towards you, stopping to stand in front of you. Taking your glass and mine, I set them down, muttering,"and fucking hot too," making you to smile. Turning back to you, I trail my fingertips up your arms, tracing your lips, burying my hands in your hair. Pulling your head back, I lean down to slowly work the tip of my tongue up your exposed neck, stopping at your chin and nipping it with my teeth. Tracing your lips with my tongue this time, I nibble on them. My tongue begs you for entrance, you grant it. Parting your lips, our tongues tease each other, playing tag. You catch mine and suck on it, as your hands slide up the sides of my thighs under my robe. Reaching around to grip my ass, you pull me closer. I want you right now! I have to stay focused. I need to be the one in control. At least in the beginning. Pulling away is torture, but I do. Glancing up, I see the sky just starting to light up. Almost, not just yet. Leaning back down, I assault your lips, harder this time. Whispering for you to lie back, I place a pillow under your head and another one under your shoulders. I part your robe to expose your left breast. Stopping to suck your nipple into my mouth. Hearing your groan, I smile and pull away, leaving the robe still tied. You have started to play with my nipples, tweaking them and tugging on them. Reaching down to pull your right leg up, caressing it, I growl, "Show me some thigh." Turning to catch your nipple in my mouth once again, shocking you with my speed and the fact that I have just turned the tables. Scrapping back and forth with my teeth across your nipple brings more low moans from you. Sliding my left hand down your smooth stomach, to reach between your legs and cup your mound. I press and massage it, adding my moans to yours. Already so warm and so wet. Using my thumb, I work my way into your soft wet folds to rub slow circles around your clit. I reach back with my right hand, and bring the pillow box between us. Tearing away from your nipple as I do, bringing a slight bit of pain and pleasure to you. I open the box and you see two remote vibrating bullets inside. Picking one, I suck on it, getting it warm and wet. I put it in your hand and guide it to my wet, waiting sex. I give you the remote and you smirk and test it out, making me gasp and clench. Kissing you hard, I take out the second one. Turning on, the remote and tossing it to the table. I run it over your nipple and down to your aching bud. You arch hard and growl into my mouth. Now I hit the remote for cameras.You hear the clicking but you're lost and you don't care. Holding the bullet to your clit with my left hand, I slip two fingers of my right hand into your slippery wet pussy. Thrusting them in and out while curling my fingers up, pumping harder and faster. When I hear your breathing change, I lean down to bite your inner thigh. You're close, your hips are bucking up to meet my thrusts. Little moans of pleasure could be heard, mine or yours, who can tell? It is getting hard to concentrate as you keep switching the remote on and off, causing me to clench. Giving as good as you are getting. "Fuck woman!" I pant. Grabbing the remote from your hand, and tossing it. I put your hand on the bullet and taking your other hand to urge you to continue pleasuring yourself. I want some good shots of your face as you work your pussy, as you cum. I hope I can hold out. I want to taste you, to take you, to please you. I shake my head to clear it. Focus! I want these shots first! Sitting back slightly on my knees, I lean down to whisper in your ear and suck on your lobe, encouraging you. You're frantic now, you are arching and breathing faster, the morning sun is hitting you just right. "Come on, baby, you're so close, so wet, so tight, you're almost there. Cum for me." At last you cry out, arch and collapse and I can't wait! Moving quickly, I reach down to pull your fingers out and into my mouth, licking and sucking them clean, the other bullet falling to the floor. Quickly, I take off my robe, whimpering in frustration and need. Pulling out my bullet, tossing it to the floor as well. I want no distractions. I need to feel your skin on mine. I slowly lower myself on top of you to grind my wet pussy into yours. I kiss you urgently, passionately, working my way down to your breasts and back up to your mouth. You're so soft and warm, all woman. Finally you have come back down to earth, and your strength surprises me. Working your way into a sitting position, you never even paused and, encircling me with your arms, one placed high on my back and one low, you roll me over. Straddling me, you capture my wrists. You are like a ravenous beast devouring my mouth and breasts. I am having a hard time catching my breath between assaults. Just the way you want it. You release me to work your way down. Placing my hands on your shoulders, I urge you down. I am burning up, my hips grinding in upwards motion. You stop to tease my hip bones with your tongue. "Please!" I beg and push harder on your shoulders. "Please," I whimper. God, you're killing me and I love it. You nibble on the inside of each thigh. I almost lose it when I feel your tongue lay flat on me, slowly licking, dipping the tip inside the folds. Using your fingers, you pull up and spread me open. Tracing up one side to circle around my hard bud, sucking it into your mouth to lightly nibble. I am so wet that you are able to slip in three fingers and waste no time in plunging them in as far you can. You start pumping them in and out for all your worth. "Harder, faster!" I barley get out between clenched teeth. I bear down hard, once, twice, arch up and lose it in hot blinding rush, leaving me drained and trying to catch my breath. Kissing your way up my stomach to linger on my lips. You lay your weight on me you kiss me again ever so softly, laying your head on my shoulder with a satisfied smile. Kissing your forehead and stroking your back lightly, I ask quietly, "Will you stay? Come to bed with me and sleep in my arms." You nod and smile. Both of us getting up on shaky legs. You grab our robes, and I snag a couple bottles of water. Smiling to myself, I can't wait to develop the pictures and share them with you. And your staying pleases me to no end. We head to the bedroom for some much needed rest. Timing is Everything I only planned on taking a walk that night. I changed into my sweats and put on my running shoes just like I had done many times before. I strapped on my iPod and earphones and locked up the house behind me. It started like any other walk, leaving my driveway I turned left down my street and picked up my pace to keep my heart rate at the desired level. It wasn't until I got to the end of my normal trek that things took a turn. I had been walking the same course for six months or so, and it was my plan to do so again tonight, but at the far end of my trek I decided I had more energy than normal so I took a right turn where I normally just turned around. I walked down this street that was a bit unfamiliar to me, and before long I noticed that several of the streetlights were out and needed replacing. Between those lights it was very dark and my eyes took a while to adjust, however I did adjust soon enough and I began to look around. Most of the houses were dark since it was late at night. So when a light came on in the house to my right it naturally caught my eye, and what I saw next caught my attention and caused me to stop walking entirely. You walked into the newly lit room in only a towel, your wet hair cascading down your back. I wasn't sure if you realized that the window was open until you turned to the darkened window and smiling you dropped the towel. Your knowing stare out the window made me think I had been seen, and I was suddenly mesmerized by your gaze. I stopped all forward momentum and moved into deeper shadow to cover myself from any visibility that you might have had of me. Your gaze never altered its position so I knew I was safe at least for the moment. I then focused on your body, and what a body it was. I was guessing you were in your early thirties and from the look of your body obviously you spent time in a gym. Your breasts where big and although they had begun to sag a bit they were in excellent shape as was the rest of your body. I could just barely see that your nipples were a dark brown color which nearly match the color of the well groomed triangle of hair between your legs. It wasn't much of a patch of hair it was barely an inch long and maybe half of that wide, but the sight of it immediately called my cock to stand attention and in these sweat pants there was no hiding it. Your pussy lips were pink and stood out at the crease between your legs. You continued to stare out the window like there was something that was caught in your vision, and you were holding in place. A car turned the corner and headed down the road toward our direction. I was caught in a compromising situation at the edge of the road, and my hard on sticking straight out inside my sweats. So I did the only thing I could and dove behind a nearby bush. I looked up at the window to see if I had been noticed. I watched you dive down below the windowsill also to hide your nakedness and as the car passed I watched you peep up over the bottom edge of the window until the car passed. When it did I watched the most beautiful sight I had seen yet. You began to laugh. Your smile went from ear to ear as I could see you in an absolutely glorious belly laugh. You stood up and I could see you shake all over from the laugh. Your breasts bounced up and down and I could see your sides tensing with the force of the laughter. The intensity of the thrill of showing yourself off to the night and at the sudden adrenaline surge in your system from the excitement was not only the source of the laugh but the fuel to the fire of the continuation of that laughter. You moved away from the window at this point and I thought the show was over as the lights went out in the front room, although as you left I got a view of the most breathtaking ass I had ever seen. I was just about to collect myself and leave when I noticed a light come on towards the back of the house. As my hard on still was pressing my sweats to their limit, and my rational thoughts had been tucked away in a dark corner of my brain. I began to walk up your lawn. Somewhere in the back of my brain I thought, "What the fuck am I doing?" And that was the last of reason that my mind could conjure. I crept up in shadow down the side of your house. My approach was cloaked in shadow and when I got to the row of hedges I was able to go completely unseen from the neighbors houses and from the road. As I got to the window and peeked inside my breath caught in the back of my throat. There you were still naked and your legs spread open wide. Your left hand had one of your own breasts in hand. You fingers were tweaking that nipple to a fine point. Your right hand was busy rubbing itself on your now noticeably wet pussy. I was frozen in place and my body took on a life of its own. My cock now renewed its stance of attention and pressed my sweats to their fullness. My own hands began to roam, and my right hand found its way down the front of my sweatpants. I grabbed my cock and began to tug on its length as though I were possessed of mind and could do nothing less. I continued to watch you pleasure yourself with your fingers and marveled at the deft work of your hands. Laying on the bed with your legs spread towards the window I could see deep inside you as you spread your lips to pleasure your clit and to bury your fingers inside. I worked to speed up my pumping on my own cock to match your pace. I realized I couldn't accomplish this with my pants in place so I took a second to move them down to my knees and repositioned my hand on my engorged member. I pumped furiously as I watched your juices start to flow. And when your hand moved away and the flow of juices started to squirt out in a massive spray my own juices began to well up in my sack. Seconds later my cum began to squirt out by force, and I fired rope after rope on the ground outside your window and on the side of your house. I got weak in the knees, and I stumbled a bit and I nearly knocked over a potted plant next to the window on a shelf that I had not previously noticed here in the dark. I obviously made too much noise because you arose quickly and came towards the window. I pulled up my pants before I could be seen and I began to run out into the yard and down the street. My feet kept their pace until I reached my house several streets away. I watched the windows for hours expecting to see cops pulling down the street looking for me. They never came. I should have taken this as a sign that I got out lucky and need never go back there again, but as all men who think with their penis before their brain I knew that I would go back. I couldn't get you out of my mind and I knew that I had to see that sexy body once again. I was obsessed. Timing "Come, Randy," said Lin, taking hold of Randy's hand, "let us begin." Chapter 4. Lin stood quietly, holding Randy's hand. "I know what I want to teach, but I'm a bit uncertain how to get started. Jeff and I already had lover's rapport with each other, before we approached this issue... Randy, will you lie with me for a while, let me pet you, to build the rapport that we'll need?" Lin and Randy lay down together on Lin's bed. Stacey tried to be a quiet as she could on her side of the room, trying to give them a feeling of privacy. Randy lay still on his back, waiting for Lin to take the lead. Lin petted Randy's head gently for a while, then sniffed his ears and kissed them, then did the same with his eyelids. Her nose descended to his throat, which she also kissed and licked after a moment. Randy's arm came up and he began to gently caress Lin's body as her mouth descended to his nipple, which she softly licked and suckled. Randy's hand began to caress Lin's breast. Lin gasped a bit at the pleasure of it. With Randy's hand still on her breast, Lin moved to whisper in his ear, "Randy, I guess it's natural for you to want to return the caresses. Let both of us also remember how much Stacey loves you. Try to imagine Stacey as you caress me." Randy nodded, glanced at Lin's breast in his hand, and then looked at her with questioning eyes. Lin rose up, positioned her breast above his head, and then lowered her nipple toward his lips. Randy gently kissed it, gave small licks around the nipple to taste it, and finally gave a brief suckle, letting go just as the nipple began to expand in his mouth. He turned his head to Lin's other breast, and Lin accepted him there to repeat the brief, affectionate suckle. Lin and Randy gently explored each other's bodies, arms, legs, ribs, backs, building an intimate rapport. They politely avoided each other's genitals. Lin felt at ease, glancing at Stacey occasionally, and getting only warm smiles in return. "Thank you, Stacey," Lin thought, "I couldn't do this without your support." She felt it was almost time to begin. Perhaps a brief chat first for an easy transition... "Randy, you have a very fit body. Do you jog a lot?" "Yeah. The bridge circuits along the Charles River are nice to run. But Lin, my fitness is nothing compared to yours. You have such a soft, sexy, feminine shape, but just underneath your skin, you feel unbelievable. No joking, I think you could fireman-carry me down the stairs and right out of this building, if you wanted to." "Ha! You're probably right," laughed Lin. "My body was honed by the Rockies. Remember when I told you I went skiing with bicycle chains in my backpack? They were hardened steel chains, thick enough to throw the engine rods of the snowmobiles. Those chains probably weighed about as much as you do. Not as bulky though!" "Backpacking is a great general exercise, riding and skiing too, which also develop balance and coordination. And nothing will define your upper body strength like technical climbing. For the last three years, exercise has been my one recreation, and it's one I really indulge in. The school's student gym is my great stress reliever. It really helped get me through my first year here, when things were so difficult... Come, Randy, it's time for our lesson to begin. I need you back on the pillows, on all fours, same position as before." As Randy positioned himself on the floor pillows with Lin sitting behind him, Lin was quite touched by how relaxed Randy was about exposing his scrotum to her and being so vulnerable. "Oh, Randy, you have become such a lamb for me, a sweet, trusting lamb," Lin thought silently. "I promise when it's time for the slaughter, the knife will be brief..." Lin began by caressing Randy's buttocks and the backs of his thighs, mixing in soft caresses of his scrotal sac. Lin could hear Randy's deep breathing as he became deeply relaxed with the pleasure of the gentle caresses. Lin separated Randy's buttocks, licked his anus playfully for a short while, and then dropped her tongue to the spot between the anus and scrotum, probing the area with her tongue, sensing the deep interior back base of Randy's penis. Randy shuddered from the pleasure, and Lin noticed his penis lengthening, becoming almost fully erect. "Soon, my sweet lamb" she thought, "Hopefully, you will soon couple with Stacey. But first, the lesson!" Lin's tongue and nose dropped a bit lower, and she began to nuzzle the scrotal sac, softly caressing the testes with both hands, running her nose along each testicle, and occasionally giving the scrotum short, playful licks. Stacey came and sat entranced a short distance away, her attention totally absorbed by what Lin was doing. Lin's licking gradually became more pronounced, with long, slow strokes of her tongue along the entire length of the testes, and continuing to lick up and along the tubular connections above them. As Lin's tongue probed deeply into his scrotal sac, Randy felt he was reaching a state of mind he never knew existed, a profound mixture of pleasure and relaxation that almost made him dizzy. The oral coupling of Lin to Randy's testes became more pronounced as time progressed. Lin would hold each testicle halfway into her mouth with her lips, caress the part inside her mouth with her tongue, and then gently suckle the testicle into her mouth with her lips while pushing the testicle out of her mouth with her tongue. At first, she let her tongue win these gentle battles, gently popping the testicle from her mouth. But as time progressed, she let her lips become more insistent, eventually winning their battle with her tongue, and drawing the testicle into her mouth. And once a testicle was within her mouth, tongue and lips would begin to cooperate, and suckle and caress it. Lin slowly built up the intensity of her suckling, and the depth within her mouth that the testicle would reach. She had been concentrating on the left testicle for several minutes, and had it in the far back of her mouth, almost at her throat. Her lips were high up into the scrotal sac, with a suction grip on the muscular roof, while her tongue stretched and caressed the tubular epididymis. Randy's body was in a constant shudder, the pleasure was overwhelming. Lin, sensing her work on the left testicle was complete, broke her suction lock on the scrotal roof, and gently pulled her head away, allowing the low hanging testicle to emerge from her mouth. "Take a look, Randy," she said softly. "What?" said Randy in bewilderment, as he glanced between his legs. Stacey let out a short giggle. Randy's left testicle was a full two inches lower in the scrotal sac than the right, making the sac look very lopsided, and a bit comical. "Is it broken?" Lin gave a soft gasp as she began to understand Randy was asking her a serious question. She was struck by how deeply relaxed Randy was, and how profoundly he was trusting her, that he could ask such a question so calmly. "No, no, everything is fine, Randy. Your tubular epididymis, the left testis connection, is in a deeply relaxed and stretched out state. I just wanted you to see what your body is capable of. I'm going to start now on the right testis. Just rest your head and relax." And so saying, Lin's lips began to fondle and kiss the right side of the scrotal sac. Several minutes later, the right testis emerged from the depths of Lin's throat, Randy's mind in a deep trance. "Forgive me for the pain I'm about to cause you, Randy", Lin thought, "I do this in love." Lin lubricated both her hands with the KY jelly. "Randy, this may sound unexpected, but I want you to try to ejaculate as quickly as you can. I'll be stimulating your penis." Randy's penis was erect, his mind still in a trance. With both hands coming up from beneath Randy's spread legs, Lin began to shock Randy from his trance. She grabbed the base of his penis in her left hand and with a firm grip, rapidly pumped up and down, trying to simulate the grip that a tight vagina would give to a vigorously thrusting penis. She rapidly swirled her other lubricated hand around the sensitive head of his penis, trying to cause a sensory overload. "You gonna cum for me, Randy?" asked Lin. "Pretend these aren't hands; pretend you're high up inside my vagina. Pretend you live on a world where sperm banks are run like guys dream sperm banks should be run. I'm a female underneath you, Randy, naked and willing! I feel you up inside my vagina, and I'm eager for you to cum! I'm eager for it, Randy! Impregnate me, impregnate me..." Randy's mind felt as if it were blowing a fuse. He desperately wanted to cum, his penis was screaming at him to cum, but there was something about his scrotum that just wasn't cooperating. He felt totally unsure of exactly how he was doing this, but he began to bear down and force his testicles to cooperate and ejaculate... "I love feeling you high up inside me, Randy! You gonna cum for me, boy?" "Oh, yeah..." "I want you to give it to me, Randy, right up my vagina! I'm eager for you, Randy! Feel how moist I am for you? I love how you're thrusting into me! Give it to me, Randy, give it to me deep! Impregnate me, Randy..." Lin noticed the testes beginning to rise up in the scrotal sac. "He's close!" she thought, "I must time this carefully..." Lin positioned her body into a deep squat, balancing her weight far forward on the balls of her feet. She thought rapidly, preprogramming her moves, so that her body would respond correctly and rapidly to any of the several possibilities she thought might soon occur. Stacey let out a soft gasp, amazed at what Lin was doing, struck by how Lin's naked body reminded her of some incredible cat, one set to spring with inhuman balance and coordination. "I want it, Randy! I want it high up in my tight vagina! You gonna cum for me, Randy? You gonna give it to me, high and tight?" "Yeah" "You gonna cum for me, big boy?" Lin manipulated her flying fingers on the head of his penis, skillfully squeezing the head to pop open the urethra slit, and sliding the lubrication across the exposed super sensitive tissue. The over-stimulation was becoming unbearable for Randy... "I want it, Randy, I want it in my vagina now! Feel how eager my vagina is for you? You gonna impregnate me, Randy?" "Yeah...." "You gonna give it to me, high and tight, just the way I like it?" "Oh, yeah..." Totally focused on monitoring Randy's scrotum, Lin decided Randy was seconds away from having his testes finally engaging with his body's screaming demand for orgasm.... "Deeper, Randy, thrust into me! Feel how moist and slick I am for you? You gonna give it to me, Randy? High and tight, right up my slick vagina, just the way I like it?" "Oh, Yeah!" "Wrong" whispered Lin quietly, as she dropped one hand to make a strong circular finger lock around the base of Randy's penis, holding his hip position fixed and precisely locking the position of his exposed scrotum. She positioned her other hand below his scrotum, and flashed her hand into rigid extension. She then quickly wrist snapped her rigid knife hand, speed slapping the flat fingers at the vulnerable scrotal sac. "Whap! Whap, Whap!" Randy exhaled an explosive gasp, so fierce it fully deflated both his lungs. He otherwise didn't move, remaining on the pillows with his throbbing testicles still exposed to Lin. Stacey looked on in complete shock and horror. Lin was also stunned into astonishment, but for a completely different reason. "Oh, wondrous lamb, I stab you with the knife, and still you love me!?" she thought, as she came back down off the balls of her feet. Lin spoke aloud, "Think, Randy, think! Think and lock it together! The scrotal pain, the over-stimulation of your penis, trying to force your testes to ejaculate. Lock it all together! The pain will be gone very shortly. Lock it before it's gone!" Through his dizziness and pain, Randy was trying to follow Lin's directions. With a great effort, he managed to begin breathing again, and he gasped out a weak "I'll try" to Lin. Randy began to remember all the intense sensations he had just experienced, and tried to imagine them as the different faces of the same cube. Fortunately, the pain was dissipating rapidly, much more quickly than Randy would have thought possible. "This is so remarkable," Randy thought dimly, "Lin understands my body much better than I do..." Stacey was desperately trying to find her voice, and finally managed a hoarse whisper, "Lin! Randy might be severely ruptured..." "Stacey," Lin whispered back, "There is no damage. Trust me. Are you moist?" "What!?" "I've tried to keep by body from responding to all this, and have not succeeded. My own vaginal tract is extremely lubricated. How is yours?" Stacey changed mental gears, and considered her own body. "I'm not dripping on the floor, but I don't know why not. I feel like I'm a swamp just inside my labia..." "Excellent! Get on all fours, just ahead of Randy, and make yourself receptive. Randy's body is nowhere near able to orgasm right now, and his penis is quite erect! This is a golden time to practice thrusting control..." Stacey eagerly jumped down in front of Randy, splaying her legs out to open her wet labia, rocking her hips back and forth in pretend thrusting and looking as eager as she felt. Randy smelled her sweet desire for him. Randy glanced down and noticed Lin still had a very firm circular finger lock on the base of his penis. It was beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable, his erection just slightly painfully hard, but he trusted Lin so completely he wasn't going to complain. "What's next, Lin?" he asked simply. "I want you to mount Stacey in just a moment. I'm slowing down the flow of arterial blood into your erectile tissue, just a bit. Your penis is still a healthy bright pink color. This will deaden the sensation a little, when you penetrate Stacey, a little extra aid to maintain control. You should be feeling very hard, maybe the slight sensation of tingling on the penis head, no real pain..." "That's exactly right. My scrotum feels fine now, I don't know why..." "My dear friend, I'll explain later. Do you want to mount Stacey now?" "Oh, yes! More than anything!" Lin released Randy's penis, and he quickly mounted Stacey's back, running his penis along her labia. It felt wonderfully free to feel Stacey's eagerness beneath him, without an urgent need to orgasm. Randy gently began to penetrate Stacey, and within a short time was fully seated, making a full and fairly slow thrusting stroke that seemed so absolutely sweet and beautiful... "Oh, my star pupil, you are superb!" thought Lin. "Randy," she said, "If you feel the need to slow down, just think of the scrotal pain that comes with losing control. Other than that, you're doing fantastic..." Lin moved to be by Stacey's side, confident Randy needed no further advice. She was so happy for them both, as the minutes flowed with active thrusting from both of them, and Lin could tell from Stacey's flushed body and gasping breaths that Stacey was approaching her own orgasm. "Stacey," she whispered, "can I play with you? Help time you for Randy?" Stacey nodded a quick yes. Lin pressed her hand against Stacey's pubic, feeling the exposed flaring of her wet labia, the deeply aroused retraction of the hooded folds around her clitoris, and beneath her abdominal wall feeling how low the cervix of Stacey's uterus had dropped into her vaginal tract. "She's so close," thought Lin, "just a little push at the right time..." Lin gazed at Randy, who was lost in his pleasure and in his love for his darling and delightful mate beneath him. She watched him quietly until she could tell he was finally about to release. Lin let her fingers press gently against the rocking movement of Stacey's exposed clitoris, and Stacey began to orgasm, arching her back and crying out in joy. Randy began his own orgasm a few seconds later, rising up on the balls of his feet to make slow thrusts deep down into Stacey's tight vagina, ejaculating his sperm against her far back wall, in rapture with feeling the spasms of Stacey's strong contractions around his thrusting penis. At the end of their coupling, Stacey and Randy turned to hug each other fiercely, lying on the floor embracing, both weeping softly and calling out each other's names. "They'll marry soon," thought Lin. "I'm sure of it. My two closest friends will marry soon. I'm so happy for them! I should try to slip out and give them some real privacy..." Lin began to back away... "Oh, no, Lin! Stay with us, if you can. Share in our joy!" cried Stacey. "Oh, yes, Lin, please stay!" said Randy. "I feel I have a thousand questions to ask you, and... I also want to offer you a profound debt of gratitude. Thank you, Lin, thank you with all of my heart!" "I'm so happy for you both!" said Lin. "Thank you for letting me share in your joy. I'll answer all your questions, Randy, and I have one of my own. First though, Stacey! We've just had a lesson on the male reproductive system. Would you be willing to help give Randy a short lesson on the female system?" Stacey agreed at once, and in a moment she was lying face up on her bed, with her legs spread far apart. "Stacey," said Lin, "feel where the bottom location of your uterine cervix is." Stacey did and giggled a bit when she did. After she withdrew her fingers, Randy inserted and also felt the low hanging cervix. "Wow," said Stacey, "I've never felt myself drop that far, no matter how I masturbated, even when I would orgasm. Do you feel how dilated my cervix is, Randy? Feel how thick it is, and how the slit for the center core is open? Oh, that tickles, Randy! I can feel your fingers exploring me! I can feel your finger trying to enter my cervix. Stop that, it tickles! My womb has opened its cervix for you, my love, to accept your sperm, not your finger! Stop that, it tickles! Ah!... Oh, my darling Randy, be very gentle... Oh!..." Stacey rocked her hips and lifted her legs in the air, aligning her cervix with the angle of Randy's penetrating finger. "... It's arterial blood, my love, there's erectile tissue surrounding your finger now. It's in the neck of my uterus, my womb, just like in your penis. Hopefully, though, there's no ripe egg in sight! We're both oh so not ready for that now!" Once Randy withdrew from Stacey's cervix and vagina, Lin gave him a brief course on how to do a tactile exam, and helped him to trace out the current location of Stacey's womb along her abdominal wall. "Feel how it's in the shape of an inverted pear?" Lin asked Randy. "Feel how low it's descended into the vaginal tract? Stacey's ovaries are right... here, and... here" guiding the hands of a fascinated Randy, as Stacey giggled at the tickling sensation of Randy gently pressing his fingers on her body and stimulating her ovaries. "The connecting tubes, the fallopians, are right here..." guiding Randy's fingers as he gently continued to trace Stacey's reproductive system. "Randy, your fingers are directly on the spots where your children will be conceived someday." Randy blushed a bit and nodded. "Lin," asked Randy, "Dare I ask? Am I cured? It felt wonderful to couple with Stacey; the urgency to pre-ejaculate was gone! Is it possible, after just one session? Dare I hope? Am I cured?" "Randy, you are my star pupil! You are very close to graduation, just a bit more instruction, and it's instruction for Stacey, not you. First, though, let me explain what's been happening..." "When Jeff and I were having this problem, I figured the first key to success was finding an effective way of even approaching the issue. My model to frame the problem was to think of both the mind and the body as a fantastically interconnected system, and to try to support both the mind's and body's desire to reduce the urgent need to ejaculate." Timing "On the physical side, my model was to think of the male ejaculation as a symphony of music, with the maestro being the autonomic nervous system. Think of the physics of a male orgasm, the testes contracting and pumping sleeping sperm with their nutrient fluid, the tubular epididymis helping to pump the sperm out of the scrotal sac into the main ejaculatory duct, where other glands add mucus and the alkaline part of the semen, which jump starts the sperm into their "I have to find an egg NOW!" mode. My idea was this, if I could take out one of the instruments of the symphony, would the other instruments wait for it to catch up? It turns out they do, and the instrument that's available for take-out is the epididymis." "I can stretch the tubular connection to the testis by running my tongue along it as I down-suckle the testis into my throat. I suckle and caress the testis deep into my mouth, taking all the slack out of the epididymis. Then, I gently run the tip my tongue back and forth along the length of the tubular, from testis to scrotal roof, slowly stretching it. I called it stretched out and relaxed to you, Randy, but another word for it might be fatigued. The signal from the autonomic control system to the testes for ejaculation is weakened, the body is forced to wait for the tubulars to recover, to tighten and raise the testes up into their normal ejaculation position, high up and tight in the scrotal sac. The key is to caress the testis orally while fatiguing the epididymis. The pleasures of having a testis in a suckling caress and having the tip of a tongue sliding high up into the scrotum are overwhelming. It completely masks the discomfort of stretching the tubular." "From the mind, there's a desire to ejaculate, and a primal desire to protect, a primal fear of scrotal damage. I figured I could put that primal fear to good use, have it work for me. Once the mind creates a link between uncontrollable ejaculation and scrotal damage, it's a very powerful aid to slow down the autonomic control sequence. In practice, combined with the epididymis relaxation, it's a very effective one-two punch for solving the problem..." "Lin, like most guys, I've taken hits to my scrotum before, and the pain is enduring. How in the world did you keep it so brief?" "By not really doing much of anything! I grabbed the base of your penis to lock the exact position of your hips and scrotal sac. Then I whip-snapped the back flat of my hand just to the surface skin of the scrotum. It makes a very impressive whapping sound, and the sonic shock wave into your scrotum will cause brief physical dizziness, by vibrating the testes. But there's no blunt trauma, just the illusion of it. Your primal fear kicked in, Randy, giving you enormous pain because you mind expected enormous pain. Once the sonic wave is over, though, the mind gets no further distress signals from the testes, and the mind slowly decides that it made a mistake in judgment, and the pain disappears. You can see why I couldn't warn you beforehand, I needed the deception value. I'm so sorry for scaring you, Stacey, you I could have warned. I just didn't think. It must have looked and sounded as if I were rupturing Randy's testes, destroying them..." Lin gazed at her hand. "... and this hand could do it too. I had to be very careful. I do one handed pull-ups in the gym, Randy, from a dead hang. I was one of the best technical climbers in my school. Back in Colorado, I could do one-handed pull-ups with full climbing gear on. It's a huge advantage, in technical climbing. You have so many more options in solving climbing challenges, if you have this ability..." "And now, Randy, I have a question for you. When I sonic popped your scrotum, I was poised for a number of responses, you collapsing to the floor, you trying to stand up, you breaking away left or right. I was balanced to rise and hold you if you tried to stand, you wouldn't have had the balance to do it. I could not have you come to harm from my actions, my character forbids it. I would have protected your erect penis if you dived into the floor... But..." Lin looked in awe at Randy, and whispered, "You continued to trust me, remaining in position, exposed, vulnerable, in the pain of my betrayal, still offering me loving trust... How...?" Randy smiled with love at Lin. "You've given me your heart, Lin. It's a beautiful diamond sphere in the center of my spirit. The pain hit that sphere and broke apart in the collision, leaving the sphere unscratched. I don't think it's possible for me ever not to trust you." Lin nodded slowly, unable to reply in words. "What's the next step, Lin?" asked Stacey, "Where do we go from here?" "I need to exit immediately from the sexual intimacy that the three of us have shared this morning. It feels so close and intimate for the three of us to be sitting here naked like this, sharing our friendship. But my body is pulling me towards sexual expression with Randy, and that would be grossly inappropriate. I need to exit, and let you two re-establish sexual fidelity. Stacey and Randy, my suggestion is this, spend the next week together as much as you can. I'll study evenings in the library to give you extra time together. Be gentle in your loving, don't have goals, just relax and learn the timings of your desires for each other." "Early this morning, Randy, you mentioned me clothed, and Stacey and you naked with me telling you both what to do. It sounded funny then, but I think it's a good idea now. For one final time, early next Friday night before I sleep down the hall, let me teach Stacey how to down-suckle a testis correctly. There are a few subtle details in caressing a testis while stretching the tubular, without over-stretching or twisting it. Stacey can then help you with any timing support that you might still need, Randy. With practice, your own control will come very quickly. But the testes suckling that I'll teach Stacey is so overwhelmingly pleasurable to a male, you'll probably want to do it occasionally anyway." "Stacey, care to give Randy one final lesson on the female reproductive system, showing him its normal, non-aroused state?" Stacey happily accepted Randy's finger in her vagina again. Randy felt it be clean and only slightly slippery, with a tight glove fit around his single finger. Smiling at her in love, he then felt how her cervix was a hard, tight, and closed muscle, high up in her vaginal tract. Afterwards, he lovingly traced the position of Stacey's uterus across her abdominal wall, imagining her pregnant womb someday carrying their child, and then playfully caressed her stomach when it began to grumble. "That feels so nice... Oh, my love... Oh, my darling... Oh my gosh, Randy, look at the time! It's almost noon! No wonder my stomach is grumbling. We never had breakfast! Lin! Randy and I had plans to eat lunch in Chinatown today. We should all get some clothes on and get some food! Lin, I insist you come too as my guest. Just for once, please don't decline. Just for once, get your nose out of your books and come downtown with us!" Epilog Randy, Stacey, and Lin were finishing off a very nice lunch in the Chinese restaurant. Stacey was raised in a family where the people shared their meal selections, and she and Lin were engaged in a playful game over one of the dishes... "Have some Moo Shu Beef, Lin..." "Oh, I couldn't, Stacey, I'm stuffed as it is." "Have some Moo Shu Beef, Lin..." "Oh, no thank you, Stacey, I don't want any." "Have some Moo Shu Beef, Lin..." "No, Stacey, I really don't want any." "Lin, I am the hostess of the banquet! I insist you try the Moo Shu Beef!" "Oh, all right," said Lin, trying to sound reluctant. She skillfully added some Moo Shu with her chopsticks to a pancake, added a dap of sauce, expertly rolled it, and ate a thoughtful bite. "Humph," she said, "It's not very good Moo Shu." "Well," said Stacey, trying to look hurt and offended, "You didn't have to eat it!" The two women and Randy burst into laughter. "Seriously," said Lin, "This is excellent. It brings back memories of being in Chinatown with my parents at their company parties, back in San Francisco. The food there was really great too, and it's fun to eat with chopsticks again. I'm going to have to spend extra time in the gym tonight, working some of this off... Thank you for a wonderful lunch, Stacey. I haven't eaten in a restaurant for a long time, not since last summer. And then, it was part of my waitress job, eating the extras after closing. First class food, and I was very glad to get it, but it's not the same as dining with friends..." Randy gazed thoughtfully at Lin for a long moment. "Oh, Lin," he thought, "What a beautiful friend you are! A bit on the chatty side, perhaps, but I love to hear you chat! I'm amazed you chat at all! Rejected by your parents, deceived by your lover, I might have become a social hermit if that had happened to me. You still reach out with love to your parents, to Stacey and me, to people around you... Your spirit is as beautiful as the mountains that have honed your mind and body, and just as tough! Perhaps, though, it could use a loving push now and then..." "Lin, could I ask you for a big favor?" "Sure, Randy. What's up?" "Stacey and I are joining a bunch of guys from my dorm hall next Saturday, and we're all going backpacking for the day on Plum Island. The terrain is nothing that would challenge you, but the salt marshes are very pretty, and the ocean air on the beach is sweet and clean. Only about half the guys have girlfriends to bring along, and I would be a big hit if I would bring along an extra female, especially one that's unattached! Will you come with us?" Lin had her last bit of Moo Shu in her mouth, happy that it gave her an excuse to think for a moment before answering. "Well, Lin, is it time? For the first year or two, there was no time, and the hurt from Jeff was too fresh! But are you ready now for the possibility of dating? Are you ready to be vulnerable again, Lin? The core question: Am I ready to trust a lover with my heart again? I might also be a bit rusty with my dating skills... Ha! Perhaps my budget should prepare itself for the expense of a new plaid skirt!" "Thanks, Randy! Thanks very much. I'd love to come!"