Yes, he can't lie to Alan

Staring at the table, Matt nodded . "Yes..."

Alan giggled. “And if you got to have sex with a woman what would you do… talk me through it…” he said. He then laughed. “And no I’m not teasing, humour me and just talk me through how you would have sex.”

"I would....I would get on top of her and kiss her neck and down her body. I would lick her nipples and maybe her clit. Then I would run the tip of my penis over her pussy and stick my dick in." Matt's eyes had closed at some point in his description and his hand was now in his lap playing with his penis absent mindedly.

“Stand up” Alan ordered sharply out of nowhere.

“See that’s where you went wrong… you think your tiny dick could pleasure a woman when you need to realize that licking her clit once and calling it foreplay isn’t good enough. You need to make her cum with your mouth to earn the right to have her jerk you off,” he smirked.

Matt, snapped out of his stupor by Alan's words, stood at attention, hands at his sides. His penis pointed right at the smiling Alan and a tiny dab of precum was showing through the material. “You naughty boy… hands off your pathetic wee wee and eat your food,” Alan ordered calmly.

"Sorry, Alan..." Matt said, chastised. He sat back down and ate the shrimp

Alan moved into the main course, a full roast dinner!

"OH wow Alan, this is so much food!"

“Only the best for my guest” he laughed as they tucked in. The rest of the meal went without issues and soon they returned to the couch.

“You’re a naughty boy, leaking in those panties from touching yourself at the table… take them off” Alan said softly

Matt, anticipating this moment all night but still not sure he was ready, had **** in his mind but to comply. He stood up from the couch in front of the sitting Alan and lowered the panties slowly, savoring his penis popping into view and the smirk on Alan's face.

Alan laughed as he saw it. “Oh hey little guy… seems someone’s enjoying showing off huh? Got a little exhibitionist streak?”

"Maybe...Its just what happens when I get really embarrassed. I can't explain it"

Alan placed a hand on Matt’s chest. “You don’t need to… as long as your having fun that’s all that matters shrimp,” he said using his other hand to compare Matt’s erection to his pinkie and to Matt’s surprise his pinkie was bigger! Matt moaned, half in embarrassment and half in pleasure. The hand on his chest was welcome but also scary, making him feel small somehow. And the pinky next to his penis was insult to injury.

"I am having fun Alan" he whispers.

Alan smirked. “Then prove it… kiss me, like you want my body,” he whispered as he walked up to him and stood right in front of him.