“Teddy, I see where you are coming from but you know there is something called soap? Ask Dylan to clean himself before you do it.”
“I guess I could, but I am also afraid I will disappoint him. I have never done it and maybe he won't like it."
He looked at me for a while and then said, “Come with me.”
He got up and I followed him into the house and to the guest bathroom. When we were inside he locked the door and pulled down his pants.
I looked away, not knowing what was happening. I heard more than saw that he was washing his cock and when he turned around it was still wet and semi-erect.
“Get down on your knees and take my cock in your hand,” he said.
“Hell no, I ain’t touching your dick.”
“Stop being a little bitch and get down. I am helping you with this, okay. It’s not like we are going to date.”
With a sigh, I went down on my knees and took his shaft in my hand.
He looked down at me and smiled. “Good, now smell it. Put your nose real close.”