Chapter 35 Mason
Mason
I sat there on the bed next to Lee and waited anxiously for his response. I knew with every fiber in my being that this was what I wanted to do. Now I had to find out if he wanted it, too.
Lee looked at me for a long while, his eyes searching my face for any hint of uncertainty, any fear.
“Did you talk to your therapist about this?” he asked.
I nodded. “We talked about it two weeks ago, last week and again today.”
“So… this isn’t a spur of the moment decision,” Lee asked.
“No. We’ve been… well, planning, for a while now…” I could feel the heat once more flooding up my neck and coloring my cheeks. I cursed my light complexion as I felt the heat work its way across my face.
“What do you mean, baby?” Lee asked me, his voice sending shivers down my spine.
“Well, we identified that my biggest challenge was over, well, um…p-p-penetration,” I began. I felt so stupid stuttering and stammering like a kid. I knew it was part of the process for overcoming my issues, but it still sucked.
“So, she… uh… she recommended… um, suggested that m-maybe I try… um,” I stuttered, trying as hard as I could to get the words out and felt frustrated by my inability to get past my stupid inhibitions. I felt my breathing quicken. Fuck, if I couldn’t even talk about it, how was I going to…
“Hey…” Lee said, squeezing my hand which I now saw was digging angry red marks into my thigh. “Deep breaths. It’s okay.” He reassured me. “So, did she suggest that maybe you enjoy a little ‘alone’ time?” he suggested, his voice thick with some unnamed emotion.
I was finally able to look into his eyes and nodded.
“She, um, suggested that maybe I try a, uh… t-toy…” I began, still stuttering.
Lee nodded at me and smiled encouragingly. “Did you try one?” He asked. All I managed to do was nod awkwardly.
“What’d you think?”
“It was… well, kinda… weird,” I said, my breath coming out in a rush. “And awkward. And kind of, um, uncomfortable… at first.” I looked away again. God. I was such a freak. I couldn’t even manage a talk with my boyfriend about sex.
He caught my chin in his hand and gently tugged on it, steering my gaze back to his.
“Mason,” he said, his voice deep and rumbling. “Did I ever happen to tell you about the first time I ever tried to use a butt plug?” Lee asked.
The question took me so off guard, I couldn’t keep the bark of nervous laughter from escaping.
“Noooo… Um, sorry, No. I don’t think that ever came up in our casual conversation,” I said, laughing.
“Well, I think I was about, I dunno, fifteen? Sixteen?” he began. “I was pretty sure at that point that I was gay, but hadn’t really had anyone to explore things with, you know?”
I nodded. I’d never really even had friends once I’d moved in with Ricky, much less a boyfriend.
“So, okay, I saved up my allowance two months, along with money I’d earned mowing lawns and stuff and bought one off the internet.
I had to use Mom’s credit card, which she was fine with, I just didn’t tell her what I was purchasing.
My parents were pretty open and accepting about sex, but I figured that would just be a step too far, y’know?
“I rushed home from school the day it was supposed to be delivered. Since I was the oldest, it was my job to bring the mail to the house, so I figured it was a pretty safe bet that no one else would see my purchase, discreet packaging, and all that.
“Well, there were a couple of packages that day, and I couldn’t remember the name of the company I ordered from, there had been so many different stores online, but when I saw one that said it was from the ‘HoneyBun Love Store’ I figured that had to be it.
I herded the kids inside and sent them to do their homework and get cleaned up for dinner.
I figured I had about twenty minutes before my parents would have dinner ready, and that seemed like plenty of time.
“My moms had one room on the first floor that was dedicated pretty much as an office. The little kids weren’t allowed in there, so I ran in and tore open the package.
I found the box and threw the rest of the package in the trash.
I was a little disappointed, because the box was smaller than I expected, but I shoved it under my shirt and ran upstairs.
Then, like any red-blooded gay male American with younger siblings, I locked myself in the privacy of my bathroom to try it out.
“So, I’m in the bathroom, and looking at this thing.
It didn’t look exactly like what I remembered.
It was shaped kind of like an egg, not like, well, a plug.
I remember thinking to myself that maybe there were some parts I needed to order separately, like maybe it had a stand or a connecting wand or something that I'd failed to order,” he continued.
“I shrugged it off, too impatient to try it out to wait for something else to arrive, so I figured I’d give it a try.
I knew enough about sex to know that I would need a lot of lube at this point, of course, so I lubed that sucker up and went to town,” he grinned at me.
“It was kind of slippery, and the shape wasn’t at all what I'd expected. It was awkward and difficult, I had a hard time getting a grip on it, and it was really hard getting it in, but I figured the sex toy people had to know what they were doing, so I shrugged it off and just started playing. It still felt good, so I kept it up. I heard my parents call the kids to dinner, but I was so close, there was no way I could have left that bathroom just then. So, there I was, going at it for all I was worth, imagining getting fucked by Tom Hiddleston or something, when one of my brothers comes pounding on the door to the bathroom to tell me dinner was ready. Scared the shit out of me and I jumped, and… lost my grip,” he laughed. “…and pretty much the whole toy, too.”
“Oh, my gods, you didn’t?” I asked, my hand flying up to cover my mouth, which had popped into an O of shock.
“I did. It popped right in and I could not get that fucker out.” Lee was chuckling so hard at this point, I could barely understand what he was saying, and he took a few deep breaths before continuing.
“I panicked for a few minutes, but then figured, hey, what goes in has to come out, right?” he asked, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes.
“I figured I would go downstairs, eat dinner and just, you know, let nature take its course.” He was stuck trying to catch his breath to finish the story, but he was laughing so hard, I didn’t know if he was going to make it.
“Mama K and Mama D had made dinner, but had announced to the clan they were going to go ‘take a nap’ while we kids ate. Which, of course, was code for ‘go have sex’. In a house full of kids, you can imagine they didn’t get a lot of privacy.
“So, there I am, eating spaghetti and meatballs with my brothers and sister when I felt something shoot through me like lightning. I jumped to my feet so fast I knocked a plate of spaghetti on the floor and was just frozen in shock as something inside me began… vibrating.
“Oh no…” I said, the urge to laugh and cry for teenaged Lee was overwhelming.
“Oh yes… And that’s about what I was saying, too,” he laughed.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lee howled in mock pleasure on the bed across from me.
“I was worse than Meg Ryan in ‘Sleepless in Seattle’. Turns out… Mama K had a remote control vibrator they used and the remote portion had given out. They’d ordered a replacement remote for it, but turns out, it came with a whole new vibrator.
The rest of the remote was still in the box I’d discarded.
They’d found it and decided to see if it still worked with the old one… ”
We were both laughing so hard at this point that I could barely breathe, let alone talk.
“Oh my god,” I moaned.
“Exactly. So there I was, trying to get the younger kids to eat dinner and kept having this vibrator randomly going off in my ass,” Lee wiped his eyes.
“I was trying to pretend so hard that nothing was wrong, but I saw the looks on Kaine and Bishop’s faces as the vibrations got stronger, and realized it was strong enough, they could feel the vibration on the bench we shared.
Just as I was trying to figure out how to get out of this, Weaver asked me what was making the weird sounds in my pocket…
” He had to stop for a minute, the laughter overcoming him.
“I jumped up to head for the bathroom and, wouldn’t you know it? Damn thing nailed my gland. I was seeing stars. As soon as I could catch my breath, I ran. It took me forever and a shit ton of lube, but I ended up getting it out, finally.”
I was laughing so hard I was wheezing. The image of young Lee, trying to get the vibrator out of his ass as it kept going off, was just too funny for words.
“And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why you never ever use something in your ass you cannot easily retrieve,” he said.
“The worst part was the next day, when the actual plug arrived, Mama K and Mama D found it in the mail and confronted me over their lost toy. I don’t know if they thought I was just being a bratty teenager, or what, but they called me into their room to ask me if I knew what had happened to their purchase, and I had to fess up,” he finished.
“The worst… the worst part of it…” he was laughing so hard, I could barely understand him. “I tried to give it back!”
“You didn’t!” I exclaimed, joining him in laughter until tears were rolling down both our faces.
“I did! I mean, I cleaned it and everything, but as I held it out to her, Mama D just gave me this look and said, ‘Keep it’.”
We both howled with laughter.
“So, I hope that helps. Nothing you can say to me could possibly be any worse than that story…” Lee said, pulling himself together.
I grinned at him, the urge to kiss him overwhelming. And I thought to myself, Why fight it? I reached forward and grabbed his neck, pulling him into a deep, hot, wet kiss.