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Chapter 6 ended:
Jeff gave J a few minutes to recover while Jeff soaked in the beauty of this boy he had just pleasured, and then asked J if was still willing to be shown how to do things with Jeff.
"You bet, that was awesome, I never felt that before."
"That is what is called an orgasm, and it happens in order to make your semen come out and shoot into the woman so that she can get pregnant." Jeff gave J a little bit of a sex-ed lesson. "Ok then, let me lie down on the bed and I will show you what to do." Jeff moved so that J could get up off the bed and they swapped places.
Chapter 7
Jeff spread his legs wide and had J sit between them and shuffle up as close to Jeff's crotch as he could get. He then showed J how much oil to apply as lube and how to hold the cock with his thumb on the underside of the cock running up the length. Jeff had J pump away like that with the end joint of his thumb curling over the top of Jeff's cock head on each up stroke and the uncurling again on the down stroke. Of course this ensured that his hot spot was under constant stimulation. Once he was sure that J had the hang of that, Jeff got him to use his other hand to massage his ball sac and the path from there to his bum hole; finally getting J to insert a finger up the chute to look for his prostate.
Jeff, even at 16 years of age was quite accomplished at keeping his orgasm at bay and by getting J to stop every so often, Jeff kept this session going for a good while, even though he had had a lot of stimulation prior to getting his cock into J's hand. He was in heaven, to say the least, he had a beautiful boy who was in his charge for the best part of two weeks yet, who was willing to wank his cock for him, and, who knows, might be willing for even more before the end of the fortnight, and to boot, this same beautiful green eyed boy was willing to allow Jeff to touch and feel him and teach him new things about sex. Right now, he just laid back and sort of relaxed as his body was pleasured by this boy.
But there was a limit to which he could control himself and once J found that button in the butt, it was not long before he no longer wanted to stop J from jerking his cock and this became evident as his whole body tensed up and he drew his legs up to grip them around J and pull him closer to his crotch. Then he had to stretch those legs out again and point his toes as every muscle on his body tightened to prepare him for a tremendous orgasm. As Jeff tensed he lifted his bum off the bed, supporting his whole body on his heels and shoulders, even lifting his head up to look down his body at his super hard cock being stroked most wonderfully. Then he dropped his midsection and this drove J's finger in just that tiny bit more and forced it harder against his prostate sending Jeff off into the start of his orgasm. His sphincter clamped tight around J's finger as the first spasm shook him and then relaxed as it rested between the first and second. With the second spasm came the first shot of cum to be expelled from his body. This one had all the force of all his stimulation and the drawn out wank, shooting high into the air and coming down to land on the top of J's head. The shots after that steadily got weaker and most of them landed back on Jeff's tummy for J to look at.
Jeff allowed J to continue wanking him for a few moments after his last blast of spunk, because Jeff liked to have that super-sensitive feeling for just a bit; but then he had to stop J as he could not take it any longer. After J had been stopped he just sat there for a bit looking at Jeff's abdomen and the blobs of semen dotted on it. He put his finger into a blob and asked, "So this is what makes babies then?"
"Yep. It sure is."
"How much do you need for one baby?"
"Oh just a tiny bit, provided it gets to the right place."
"What do you mean?"
"Well in that drop of semen are thousands of tiny sperm and it only takes one sperm to make a baby. But because the sperm have to swim around inside the girl's fanny until they find her egg, most of them die without finding an egg. Then the one lucky one that does find the egg has bore his way through and gets right inside to start the baby growing."
"And to get that sperm inside her, you have to stick your cock in when it starts spitting?"
"Well yes but you stick your cock in a lot before that and instead of using a hand to rub it like you have just done with my cock; you pump your cock back and forth inside her. That's what fucking is."
The conversation carried on in this vein for a bit until J asked, "so why did you lick my cock then?"
"I licked it because I wanted to taste you. Maybe another time I will show you how that works, but now you had better get back to bed or you will be too tired tomorrow to have a good time."
"I've had a good time tonight." J replied with an impish grin on his face. Then he got up and went over to the door.
"Wait," Jeff whispered sharply. Then he got his torch, and J could see that there was tube of card board with a piece of paper over the end of the tube surrounding the end of the torch. When Jeff turned the torch on, it made the torch dull and kept the circle of light small. With the torch on, Jeff turned off his room light so that there was only the torch light shining, and then he moved to the door, opened it and led J back to his bed.
It was at this point in his reminiscing that J was brought back to the present because his cock was not taking no for an answer and for the second time that afternoon, J began his orgasm. It was a powerful orgasm, even though not much semen was produced this time round, but even with the lack of semen, his first shot went to the top of his chest, with the rest leaving a weak trail down his front. J lay there for a while, his mind reliving his experience that had just led him to an orgasm as he got his breath back. Then he got up, and went back to look at himself in the mirror, and watched as the cum dribbled down him to be swallowed up in his short pubes. His cock hung limp and red and he pulled back his foreskin to see how red and swollen the head was and liked what he saw for he could see the evidence of a good wank. His time of admiring himself and the little bit of touching his cock, got it waking up again, but not enough to rise to full attention.
It was with this semi that J moved out of his room and down the passage to the bathroom. He did not bother to put any clothes on because he knew he still had a couple of hours alone at home and he enjoyed this freedom. He was also pleased that his foster parents trusted him enough to leave him the run of their home without their presence and supervision. J promised himself he would never betray that trust.
J got the scissors and his comb and razor out of the little cupboard above the basin and picking up the small shaving mirror which stood on the windowsill he stepped into the shower cubicle. Taking the shower head off the stand and holding it in his hand he turned the water on and fiddled with the taps to get it to the right temperature. When he was ready, he turned the spray onto his genitals and washed all the cum out, then he put the head down on the floor of the shower and using some soap made a thick lather in his pubes and then combed them to get them to all lie in the same direction. Using the comb to hold the hairs, he snipped them with the scissors so that they all ended up about a quarter of an inch long. (6mm for the metricated) Then he spread some more soap over his cock and balls and used his razor to shave them smooth and bald.
All this attention had got his cock hard again and so with the soap still on it as lube, J went at it again and wanked himself to another weak cum spitting orgasm. Then he finished off his shower and after making sure there were no signs of his haircut in the bathroom he wondered back to his room, where once again he checked out his new hair do in the mirror before pulling on a pair of shorts and a T shirt to go downstairs and see if he was required to do anything towards getting the tea ready for when his parents got home. As he took the stairs, two at a time, he could feel his cock swinging and rubbing against his shorts while his ball bag swung against the inside seam of the shorts. Although J would not go out without underwear on, he did like to leave it off when he was at home and feel the free movement of his bits inside his shorts or trousers.
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