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Texting the Tartan-Clad Twink: A Guide to Boyfriend-Directed Masturbation

Chapter One: The Texting Tutor

The bedroom was a scene of comfortable disarray, the sheets rumpled and the air thick with the scent of vanilla candles. Alex lay on the bed, his body clad in nothing but a pair of white boxers, a V-neck tee, and a cardigan thrown haphazardly over his chest. His fingers danced nervously over his phone, awaiting further instructions.

His boyfriend, Jamie, was sending him a series of sexts to guide him through the art of self-pleasure. Alex blushed at the explicit messages, but his body responded, betraying his initial embarrassment.

Jamie: "Touch yourself gently over the boxers, baby. Tease your growing arousal."

Alex's fingers skimmed over the fabric, his breath hitching as the sensation washed over him. His body reacted instinctively, his heart pounding in his chest.

Jamie: "Take off your boxers, baby. I want to see you."

Alex hesitated for a moment, his fingers hovering over the waistband of his boxers. With a deep breath, he slid them down, revealing his growing arousal. He felt vulnerable, but also incredibly excited.

Jamie: "Cup your balls, baby. Roll them gently between your fingers."

Alex followed the command, his fingers brushing over his sensitive skin. He winced slightly at the new sensation, but quickly grew accustomed to it. His body was on fire, his desire intensifying with each passing moment.

Jamie: "Stroke your shaft, slow and steady."

Alex's breath hitched as he followed the instruction, his body tensing with each stroke. He was lost in the sensation, his mind focused solely on the pleasure building within him.

Jamie: "Faster, baby. I want you to feel good."

Alex obeyed, his movements becoming more frantic as his pleasure built. He was panting now, his body slick with sweat.

Jamie: "Use your other hand to play with your balls."

Alex hesitated, unsure. But he trusted Jamie, and so he followed the instruction, his breath coming in short, sharp gasps.

Jamie: "Imagine it's my hand, not your own."

Alex did so, his body responding instantly to the mental image. He was moaning now, his body tensing as he neared his climax.

Jamie: "Increase your speed."

Alex obeyed, his body tensing as he neared his climax.

Jamie: "Think about what you'd do if I were there."

Alex imagined Jamie's mouth on him, his body shuddering at the thought.

Jamie's final message: "Come for me, baby."

Alex obeyed, his body tensing as he reached his climax, a groan escaping his lips as he fell back onto the bed, spent.

He lay there, panting, as Jamie sent him a final message: "Good boy. Now clean up and wait for me."

Alex grinned, his body still tingling from the aftermath of his orgasm. He cleaned himself up, throwing the used tissues in the bin. He then lay back down, his body still humming from the pleasure.

The chapter ended with Alex waiting for Jamie, a content smile on his face. He knew he was in for a treat when Jamie got home.

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