Teach Peter

We walk through the house into the study, Peter looks wary as he tries to figure out what is going to happen next. I lean against the door doing an appraisal of him and then walk up.

?You know Peter, I begin, the problem is not as complicated as you have allowed it to grow into.? Sliding my hands down over the small of his back, I allow my palms to rest on his firm butt cheeks, my groin pressed against his thigh, his against my opposing thigh.

I can tell he is nervous and wants to flee, but I can see he is curious too and knows this is safe, our history proves that, our connection through time as I move a hand around and take his hand in mine. ?As men, we are a different creature than women, our needs are more base and have a different flavor? I say to him as I guide his hand down to my stomach.

?The best thing you can do is go with it, allow this new sexuality to flow through you my friend. Do not question where it comes from, or if it is right or wrong, because when it boils down to it, right and wrong are never a real part of sex or relationships. It is always understanding and the way to come to an understanding is to have an honest experience.? As I speak with him, I undo his shirt, allowing his stomach to show and touch him feeling the ripple of his strong stomach muscles.

?Neither is it about size or experience, those are things that just do not really matter when two people want to share an intimate moment together.? My hands move down and I unsnap his fly and unzip his pants as I speak.

?You are ready for this, you have been since long before your relationship broke down and you wallowed in self pity and ignorance? I continue as I tug his pants down, his cock flopping out against my thigh already strong and firm.

?I see all the evidence that is needed my friend, what do you see??

?My trusted friend? he says unsure of what to do or where to begin.

Stepping back I remove my shirt and shorts and stand naked, my semi-hardness already throbbing thicker as I help him remove his clothes in silence. His musk is strong and I can breathe in the maleness of him as I slowly lower his naked body to the sofa so he is sitting on the edge.

I pull out some oil and tell him to hold out his hands and when he does I pour it into his palms and then move so my cock is also resting on his palms.

?Go ahead Peter, oil me up.?