"Yeah." Terence grunted.
"Okay." Damian agreed.
"Damian, obviously your brother is going to be sensitive over this — you’re going to need to go out of your way to be fair…" Beth pointed out.
"Always have been," Damian retorted. "That won’t change…"
"Okay. Finish getting naked, and I’ll go get a tub…" Beth directed.
"A tub?" Terence blinked.
"You might have trouble with your gag reflex. I did," Beth amplified.
"Oh."
Five minutes later, they were all reorganized … Everyone was naked. Damian was seated on the edge of the bed, and Beth was warming him up. Terence watched avidly as Beth took Damian to the root and managed to swallow around him — even managed to stick out her tongue a bit and lave his balls. Backing off, she swallowed a couple of times to clear out excess spit and said, "Some of that stuff is pretty advanced — I practiced a lot. We’re going to work on just the basics — getting Damian in deep, one shot at a time. Okay?"
"Uh huh…" Terence nodded.
"Okay. Now, for beginners, when you’re going deep, trying to use your lips on the in-stroke is a distraction, because you’re thinking about your throat. You get more stimulation coming back out, and that’s when you ought to clamp down. I don’t suppose I need to warn you about teeth…"
"Nope," Terence grinned.
Beth nodded. "With girls, I might have had to, but you know the results first-hand. Let’s see you just do the regular thing…"
"Okay." Terence replaced her between his brother’s legs and started a normal blowjob, enveloping Damian’s shaft with his mouth and moving back and forth over his glans, licking and sucking.
"Oh, good!" Beth exclaimed, "You have the basics! Girls don’t get it, a lot of the time — they forget they’re simulating a fuck…" Once again, she chalked it up to direct experience on the receiving end. "Okay, run it in deep, but don’t go for the whole thing. Get up some spit, like I told you the other day."
Terence pushed forward enough that Damian’s cock touched the back of his throat, triggering his gag reflex, then backed off. "Get it under control," Beth cooed. "That’s good. Don’t go TOO far and don’t do it often enough that you have to vomit. Just get the spit machine running. Try to keep your stomach down where it belongs."
Terence couldn’t talk and he couldn’t really nod. His eyes were watering; this was TOUGH! His respect for Beth went up a notch or two — and it was already up there…
Damian was learning that being a teaching dummy wasn’t necessarily the most pleasant thing in the world. Since Terence was working on technique more than satisfaction, he wasn’t being properly serviced…
Terence managed not to puke during the preparation, so Beth moved him on, "Next is position; you can’t take him down your throat if it’s all kinked up — well, maybe you can if he’s a giant and only semi-hard, but not normally. You need to kind of stick your neck out do it’s a straight shot, like this…" She demonstrated, extending her neck and lowering her head. "Try it." Terence did so. "That’s not bad…" She reached out and brought his chin up a bit. "Now, the next part is the hard part — and you might need help; I did, the first few times. You can try it yourself, but if you fail, it will make things harder next time. What you need to do is to trust Damian and let him pull you in. Can you do that? I’ll be watching, and we won’t be hanging around in there for any amount of time…"
Terence backed off so he could speak. "Okay."
"All right. It’s expected that you will think we’re going too far, but think about it — you’ve seen me do it. You know it can be done — so don’t freak; you’re not going to choke to death or anything. Work up some spit and we’ll fine-tune your position again…" While Terence took Damian in a few times, Beth addressed herself to her teaching aide, "Pay attention to me and let him off immediately when I tell you. He might not go the whole distance, and he might fight; what we WANT to do is to force him to finish, so he has the accomplishment behind him and can work on the discomforts — but if it’s not going to happen, we need to back off, right away. Understand?" Damian nodded. "Okay, Sweetie," Beth murmured to Terence, adjusting his head and neck with gentle hands, "Here we go." She nodded at Damian, who put his hand behind his brother’s head and began to bore in, but almost immediately yelled, "STOP!"
Damian flinched and backed off. Beth turned to Terence and said, "You were starting to hunch yourself up and get all tight. You were messing up your position, so I stopped things. Don’t you trust Damian? Okay, relax, let’s go again." Beth repositioned Terence and rubbed his back. "Damian, put your hand back on his head — let him get used to it. Terence, work it a bit — I bet you lost your spit…" Terence started moving back and forth on Damian’s cock. "That’s it, try not to go up and down, just in and out … Now!"
Damian, working purely by reflex, snatched his brother into his crotch. Terence, taken totally by surprise, didn’t tense and didn’t fight — and DID take Damian to the root! Beth gave him about a second to realize success, then yelled, "Okay, let him off!"
Damian snatched his hand away, and Terence threw himself backwards, then sat on his haunches, heaving. But Beth was all praise, "You did it! You took the whole thing! Congratulations!" Terence tried to grin and avoid vomiting at the same time; he’d done it! When his stomach settled down, he’d do it again!
Over the next fifteen minutes, Terence was successful about ten times, only using the tub to bring up spit once after round three. Beth nodded satisfaction, "Okay, that’s enough for today. Damian, you were a good egg — at this point, there’s no way he’s going to be able to do enough to get you off. Terence and I are going to go play with the enema bag, and then I’ll give you some ass, okay? You can come watch if you want; if you two move on, you might need to know about it…"
"Yeah, okay." The three of them retired to the bathroom.
Chapter 33
Posted: March 08, 2009 - 06:17:29 pm
"How were my boys?" Louise asked Beth at work that night.
"Oh, good … Terence has this fascination for deep-throat … I gave Damian a little anal … We had a good time…" Beth smiled.
Louise grimaced. "I haven’t gotten any calls…"
"It’s early, yet," Beth replied. "I’m sure someone will, soon. If not, there’s always Dr. Rankin. I still can’t…"
Louise nodded. That was all clear, now … God knew what restrictions Candace would put on Beth where the good doctor was concerned. "I’ll wait a bit."
Toby came home at about eleven-thirty, and, perusing his webcam captures, found an amazing little scene! The tactic that this suggested might even be better than his original plan to get even with Lon for pressuring Jean into non-consensual sex — AND it relieved the group of any requirement to keep pictures of Louise, if the Carter boys ever threatened to cause trouble. The downside was that he would have to admit to having recorded the session…
It also opened a couple of questions, like did anyone else play with other guys? Toby never had — the subject had never come up. Ma had also surprised him with the admission that given the chance she might have fucked him — and she also surprised him a bit with her tolerance of the Carter boys' little activities. Toby found himself wondering what Louise might think of her sons' activities. And there was Mr. Carter hanging out there, too — was he vulnerable in this way? Obviously, he would probably do anything to keep from being exposed — but he might not even be practicing, out of that same fear. Maybe it was time to do some careful feeling out of Louise … Toby had a lot on his mind when he hit the bed.