Free Cleats in Clay by Jackson Cordd

change the position and move his cock away from Odis and his intentions. Saliva was not the best lubricant, especially not for a virgin.
With his eyes closed, Odis moved the moistened hand toward his ass, reaching for Bobby’s dick.
“Stop, now,” Bobby barked.
Odis rubbed his wet hand along the exposed underside of Bobby’s dick.
The hungry nerves of Bobby’s cock responded to the touch with an overwhelming wave of sensual contact. Bobby felt the starting edge of an orgasm. He could fight it, tamp it down and save himself for later, but Odis was still lost in some strange bliss and ignoring him.
Maybe if he came now, he could stop this impending train wreck. So Bobby let the sensual waves grow, let his balls tighten as Odis stroked his moist fingers along the now sensitive head of his cock. “Aah, jeez-us,” Bobby hissed as his body stiffened.
His eyes still closed, Odis felt Bobby tensing. He felt Bobby’s cock swell and twitch and spurt. He felt the hot moisture of Bobby’s semen splash onto his back and dribble along his ass. The wonderful sensations of Bobby’s orgasm made him want to pleasure himself. He shifted forward, taking his weight from Bobby’s hips, and reached his hand down to his ass.
Bobby hissed again when Odis dragged his hand along his sensitive head to gather up some semen. Bobby rose and pushed Odis to one side, rolling him off.
Odis threw his eyes open. “What—?” He saw the pained expression on Bobby’s face.
Bobby sat up and glared at him. He started to say something but clenched his mouth closed.
“What?” Odis asked again in frustrated confusion as his dick softened.
Bobby took a deep breath and tried to compose himself.
Odis frowned. “You didn’t enjoy that?”
“Hell no.”
Odis looked confused.
Bobby’s face softened as he lost his anger. “Do you not understand the words ‘no’ and ‘stop’?”
“But…?” Odis seemed too flustered to form words.
Bobby sighed. “Unless some other safety word’s been set up ahead of time, then no means no. You didn’t listen to me.”
Odis reached over to the nightstand and got a tissue to wipe his hand. “You’re right,” he said, not looking Bobby in the eye. “I got carried away. I just wanted….”
“I know what you want.” Bobby softened more. “And I’m totally on board with that, but I don’t want to hurt you, or let you hurt yourself.”
Odis looked chagrined as he stared down at his feet. “I was being stupid.”
“No.” Bobby smiled slightly. “More like naïvely enthusiastic.” He reached out to Odis’s chin and pulled his face up to meet his gaze. “I get it, I do. Just listen to me, though.”
“Okay.” Odis smiled meekly. “Guess I kinda killed the mood.”
Bobby smirked. “Pretty much.”
Odis sat up and turned a little so he could face Bobby better. “Okay, I’m listening now. Tell me what I was doing wrong.”
“Well, first off, we need a better lube. What kind do you have? Water or oil based?”
“Lube?”
“Lubricant. Slick.” Bobby sighed. “From the lost look on your face, I’m guessing you don’t have any.”
“Um, shampoo?”
Bobby chuckled. “Jeez-us, are you trying to kill yourself? Soap products burn, and they dry out really fast. Don’t try that until you’re very experienced and want some kink.”
“Oh.” Odis sighed. “I guess it’s more complicated than I thought.” “Not really, but you just didn’t think, period.”
“All right, I get it. You don’t hafta keep rubbing it in.” Bobby dropped his gaze. “Sorry, not trying to.”
Odis reached out and took hold of Bobby’s hand. “Okay, lubricant. There’s a drugstore in town, but they’re small. Don’t know if they’d have any.”
“A specialty-type store would be best. Like an adult store?”
“Not really any nearby. Prob’ly have to get up to Amarillo for that.”
“Well, Walmart should have something, anyway.” Bobby looked at him with a serious face. “And there’s another topic we should