[All of those were overrated! But bedroom experiments, yeah, Bell could be ok only teaching those things to Youth, and not teaching tardiness, etc.]
I like mine more.
[The costume was a million times more tolerable without the shell. Now at least he could get his hands on Youth properly, and not feel like he was about to screw a turtle or something equally kinky and not his thing. He smiled slyly at Youth, surprised to find no blush and awkwardness in Youth's expression. It was as much a turn-on as the handsome blush could be, but because of the lack of blush, it didn't feel as much like Bell was commanding or guiding him with the crop as just playing as Youth played back. Chill and confident was interesting on Youth. Very interesting.]
If you insist. [He leaned in over Youth and against the man's back as he pulled on the zipper at the back of the costume. The crop meanwhile hung loosely from his hold, swishing back and forth like a horse's tail as the tress brushed against the fabric of the costume over Youth's groin. Once Bell was done with the zipper, he playfully rubbed it along over Youth's package, admiring his handiwork from over Youth's shoulder, and then smacked the crop on Youth's stomach.]
['Quick'log]
I like mine more.
[The costume was a million times more tolerable without the shell. Now at least he could get his hands on Youth properly, and not feel like he was about to screw a turtle or something equally kinky and not his thing. He smiled slyly at Youth, surprised to find no blush and awkwardness in Youth's expression. It was as much a turn-on as the handsome blush could be, but because of the lack of blush, it didn't feel as much like Bell was commanding or guiding him with the crop as just playing as Youth played back. Chill and confident was interesting on Youth. Very interesting.]
If you insist. [He leaned in over Youth and against the man's back as he pulled on the zipper at the back of the costume. The crop meanwhile hung loosely from his hold, swishing back and forth like a horse's tail as the tress brushed against the fabric of the costume over Youth's groin. Once Bell was done with the zipper, he playfully rubbed it along over Youth's package, admiring his handiwork from over Youth's shoulder, and then smacked the crop on Youth's stomach.]