“How’s your dick doing?” I asked my spouse. We were lying in bed–he was waking up, and he seemed erect.
“It’s poking out. I think it needs some care,” he said.
“Needs some tenderness and care?” I asked, cuddling him.
“Yeah,” he said.
“Maybe it needs a massage,” I said.
“Yeah!” he said.
“Maybe it needs some ointment. Like wet cunt ointment,” I said. I was giggling as he took off his chonies.
early morning
It was early morning. The sky was brightening, and the sun had not yet come up over the mountains.
“How about you nestle your back to my front, and I will reach around you, to give you a dick massage?” I asked.
“Yeah!” he said. He nestled as requested.
“Does this feel good?” I asked. I liked my breasts on his back, that sweet cuddly feeling of spooning the person I love most in the world. My tummy on his ass, my hand on his dick, rubbing him, exploratory.
“Mm hmm,” he said. It felt good.
“Am I doing it right?” I asked.
“You’re doing great…” he said.
I touched his balls and moved back to his dick.
collaborative handjob
Never have I been good at giving my spouse handjobs. Well, he likes me rubbing him! But the coming part is lacking. He can be very happy, moaning, and close to coming, but he almost never does.
It’s not a problem. I can get him off quite well with my mouth or cunt. Or I’m happy to watch him masturbate and come on my tits, face, neck, mouth, vulva. But his big dick spasming in my hand, the hot semen spurting out, is such a joy to me. I’m sorry I can’t experience it more.
Partly it’s disability. I try different positions and prop my arms up different ways, but my muscle issues mean I can’t maintain a jacking off motion for more than half a minute or so.
He masturbates with his left hand and dry. He has his technique very set by now! I watch how he does it and try to replicate. I try different pressure, speed, grasp, focus of friction–he likes it all but almost never comes.
show me
“Here, show me how to do it,” I said as my muscles shrieked with pain.
He took his dick in hand and rubbed it.
“Can I watch?” I asked.
He turned to show me better.
“Mmm, pretty. You’re so pretty,” I said. “Can I touch your chest while you beat off?”
“Yeah,” he said.
I touched his smooth, beautiful chest as he masturbated. He would beat off a while, and then I would take over. I like the collaborative handjob. We get a rhythm. He was not super awake, but we did great sharing.
“You’re so beautiful. You are so good,” I said. I kissed him as he rubbed himself. “I love you so much,” I said. “You are so good to me. You are such a good darling.”
breath
His breath would change like he was going to come, and he would back off. I would take over for a moment, and then he would take himself in hand again.
I touched his balls as he beat off, and he liked that. They scrunched up like he was going to come, and I was excited. My leg was wrapped around his, and my foot cuddled his foot. Gently I bit his shoulder. “I love you,” I said. “I love you more than anything.”
That time when his breathing was hard and his balls scrunched up, he did let himself come. I saw the first spurt of semen which is quick and forceful, and then the rest oozed out on his hand and mine. I’d been holding his balls, and there was such a tenderness to doing that together.
Felt good to have sex early, in this comfortable bed, with nothing in particular we needed to do. Working together on shared goals is a fun part of relationship. We lay there together, in love, hands messy. I kissed his shoulder more and told him I love him.
Felt good that he had come before sunrise. Yes, we accomplished something.
