(You might first read my post, "I Seduced a Str8 Teen Boy." This is a continuation of that story.)
The very next morning after I had 'hypnotized' Corbin, around eleven o'clock there was a knock on my door. It was Corbin.
I enthusiastically said, "Hiya Corbin."
Corbin returned the greeting with "Hi Mister Austin."
I asked, "What are you up to?"
Corbin said, "I really apologize but I forgot to put your covers on your tires yesterday. I can do that now."
I said, "Okay, I'll come out and help."
After that five minute job, we both went inside.
I asked Corbin if he was seeing any girls in the park.
He said, "No, there really aren't any around."
I said, "Well, eventually you'll meet a girl and you'll both want to do the 'wild thing.'
Corbin laughed.
I asked, "Have you ever used a condom?"
Corbin answered, "No."
I asked, "Do you know how to put one on?"
Corbin answered, "Not really."
I went into my bathroom and got a condom.
I said, "Clasp your hands together like this;" showing him how to clasp his hands together with the forefinger and middle finger of each hand pointing up.
Corbin did as I asked.
I unwrapped the condom.
I pointed to the four fingers Corbin had stuck up together.
I said, "That's your wiener."
Corbin laughed and said, "Wow, my wieners' nails need to be trimmed."
That really was funny. We both busted up.
Corbin's laugh and smile were so captivating. Goodness, he was such a cute young eighteen-year-old boy.
After we got out a good laugh, I told Corbin to clasp his hands again.
Then I showed him how a condom is put on by rolling it down on his fingers.
I then said, "When you take it off, hold it around the middle and pull up on the top."
Corbin asked, "Why not just roll it back up?"
I said, "Because your pubic hair will get caught in the roll and it will hurt like hell."
I said, "Next time we go out, we'll get you a box of these. Use them. You don't want to be a daddy at eighteen."
Corbin said, "Wow, ya know, that is really so nice of you to have taught me that."
Then he leaned over and hugged me.
I hugged him back, and it was a fairly long hug. I think we were both enjoying that personal moment and the evolving relationship. I just found Corbin to be adorable.
I asked Corbin if he had scheduled his test for his driver's license.
Corbin told me he needed to practice parallel parking, and he needed help with the written part of the exam. He had the study guide.
I said, "Then let's go learn parallel parking."
Corbin replied excitedly, "Okay!"
We got in my truck and started heading toward a Walmart parking lot.
Corbin said, "I'm a little nervous. I want to do a good job for you."
I said, "Corbin, I'm here to teach you. I really enjoy teaching you. Parallel parking will be a breeze for you."
With a little bit of a sly smile, Corbin made a point to say, "I know you like teaching me..."
I had a feeling he was referring to more than me just teaching him parallel parking.
We spent a couple of hours at Walmart practicing parallel parking. Corbin got it nailed. The last eight or ten times, he totally aced it.
We drove back to my trailer and talked on the way.
I always loved it when the conversation with Corbin turned sexual.
I asked Corbin, "Have you had any luck getting some private time to get some personal relief?"
Corbin knew I was referring to him being able to masturbate.
Corbin answered, "No, our rig is way too small."
I said, "I should get you a Fleshlight as a late birthday present."
Corbin cocked his head and asked, "Why would I need a flashlight?"
I said, "No, not a flashlight - a Fleshlight."
Corbin cocked his head again and asked, "What's that?"
I said, "I'll find one on the Internet when we get back and show you. Believe me, you would love it."
Corbin asked, "Can we hang out for a little longer today?"
I said, "Sure. Do you want to stop and get something to eat?"
Corbin answered, "Sure!"
We stopped at Corbin's favorite. Raising Cane's Chicken.
We ate, talked, and laughed a lot.
I had asked about his living arrangements and what his mom and dad did.
It actually hurt hearing Corbin say, "I never met my dad. He left before I was born."
I asked, "Did he..."
Corbin interrupted and said, "No, he didn't die. Mom said he was a deadbeat and a drunk, so we're better off anyhow."
I said, "Wow, I'm sorry Corbin."
He said, "It's no big deal. I never met him, so it's not like I miss him."
I said, "So then you're the man of the house."
Corbin proudly said, "Yep, I am. Just my mom, little sister, and me."
We made it back to my trailer. Corbin just kept saying thank you. He was so appreciative both for the parallel parking lesson, letting him drive, and the chicken dinner.
I asked him, do you want to hang out in my rig?
Corbin said, "Yeah, definitely."
We went inside and chatted for a bit.
Then Corbin said, "Hey, you said you're going to show me that flashlight thing.
I said, "Oh yeah. Let's look on the internet."
We relaxed sitting together on the sofa and looking at my laptop.
I found a Fleshlight online that had pictures at multiple angles. I began to explain what it was and how it works.
Corbin asked, "Does it feel real."
I said, "Yeah, very real."
Corbin asked, "How does it work."
I answered, "You put some lubrication in the opening and on your penis."
Corbin asked, "Then I just put my penis inside of it?"
I answered, "Yeah. You can either hold it with your hand and stroke yourself, or you can wedge it between a mattress and pillow and pump it."
I could see that Corbin was intently staring at the pictures, and his breathing was naturally increasing. He was actually getting a little aroused just looking at pictures of a Fleshlight and talking about how to use it.
Corbin asked, "Would it make me cum?"
I said, "Yeah, it sure would."
Then I said, "...Or you can have someone else hold it for you and you sit back and they stroke you with it."
Corbin quickly replied, "Oh, now that would be awesome."
I then said, "If you get flavored lubrication, then someone can stroke you with it and change back and forth using the Fleshlight on your penis and blowing you with their mouth."