I stopped moving and held him tight.“Not yet, Jake. Gay sex And you can’t get that if you don’t test the limits. I just held him, tightly, controlling him at the base.“You’re already tense, I can see it. I don’t know if I can…” he whimpered.“Good.” I moved closer. When he groaned, I squeezed him harder.“Don’t moan. Jake shuddered as if a short circuit had just passed through him. As if it were the most normal thing in the world.Jake opened his eyes, confused.“What?!”I looked at him calmly, without a smile, without a hint of a joke.“I want you to have complete control. He was silent for a moment. I don’t know if I can…” he whimpered.“Good.” I moved closer. Trust me. Quietly. “Don’t run away. Two calmer breaths. Every sound betrays that you’re close. I said calm down. “What?”“You want me to see how you react? I felt his thigh muscles tense.“No, no. His eyes were half-closed, and only rapid, shallow breaths came out of his mouth.“What did I tell you about breathing?” I said low. He was already semi-erect.“Now breathe,” I said. This isn’t magic, it’s science. Not yet. As if with each movement he was giving up another layer of shame.
