Questionable technique

As he uncomfortably watched this other dude touching himself, Brad started to notice something.

Nate could see it in his mind. Brad was about to speak up but then thought better of it, in case he sounded dumb. Nate was about to change that before it happened on his own. Brad realized that everyone in the room was already watching some dude jerking off as a lesson in masturbation. This was all going too far for a prank, and although didn’t know what was going on exactly, he figure he would just roll with it.

“Aren’t you guys going a little fast?” he said.

Everyone turned and looked at him. He felt embarrassed, but there was no turning back. Emmett saw him looking down in shame and stood up for him.

“Yeah,” said Emmett. “I prefer to do it slower.” He, like Brad, had figured since everybody had gone this far, it couldn’t hurt to talk about it. And Emmett, being a few years older and an aimless person still living with his parents, had experienced his fair share of humiliation and knew to do deal with it.

“What about you two?” Ashley asked Nathaniel and Oliver. Nathaniel, the stand up guy that he was, stood up for the other two so that they weren’t alone. Oliver just nodded without saying a word. Ashley took that to be a yes.

“Well,” she turned to Mr. Smith. “It looks like we have a variety of opinions.”

“Well *huh*,” Mr. Smith replied, while continuing to work himself up. “That is true. It is probably *huh* a little different for *huh* everyone. You know what they say: different strokes for different folks.”

Almost everyone in the room laughed at this amazing joke. And then Nate got an idea.

“Well, you heard them boys.” said Ashley. “Go slower.”

As they started to obey her request, prolonging the inevitable and leaving them like this for longer, Nate searched their minds. He found something in Emmett’s mind and **** it to the surface.

“I kinda like to cup my balls when I do it.” Emmett said before covering his hand over his mouth. He didn’t mean to say that one out loud.

Ashley laughed at this. She gestured toward the to gentlemen and they reached their free hands down under.

“Actually, I don’t like that,” said Nathaniel. Who was also shocked and what Nate was making him say.

“Really? said Emmett.

“Yeah, I like to feel my, you know, moving around.”

As they were both staring at each other confused as to why they were having this conversation, Ashley provided a solution.

“Easy, we will just have one of you keep his hand on his balls and the other will keep his hand to the side.”

“But which one?” said Nate.

“It doesn’t matter.”

“What if you like to use both hands?” said Brad. Now he was really startled, because he didn’t even like to use both hands. Nate just planted that in his head to further the act he was putting in for the girls in the room.

“There’s only on this to do,” said Nate, through Ashley. “You’ll just have to all show us what you prefer.”

Their eyes widened as they realized what she meant. They didn’t want this, but Ashley started getting the girls to cheer them on and they knew they would have to eventually, and just as they had all thought before: if everything had gone this far, why not this. Each one of them was convinced that this was a conspiracy against them until they looked at the faces of the other boys and noticed that they were visually hesitant and confused too.

The boys started removing their clothing while the girls watched. When their clothes were in piles on the floor they lined up next to Nate and Mr. Smith.