Come over here, was that a request or an order, l wonder?
Joy not only needs to be in control, she needs me to know she is unquestionably in charge, suits me, every decision she makes is one less I have to, and it does seem to be leading the right way.
Joy was sat on a low chair which had magically appeared, along with a low stool and an open box with trimmer, guards, scissors etc and some small containers containing - who knows what?
I walked towards her and stood about two feet away, my components at the same level as her eyes, a bit closer, she said, I need to inspect what l am going to work with.
She gazed in silence as my previous less than semi gradually grew, hmmm, she said, quarter moon heading for half moon.
This was a whole new experience for me, sure I have been trimmed or shaven before, but never inspected like this as a stand alone activity.
I didn’t know whether I was excited, err yes l was very excited or embarrassed by her all knowing gaze.
Eventually she reached her hand out towards me saying, may l, l nodded (thinking, but not saying yes yes yes please!)
A three quarter moon was rising as she gently moved my cock to each side, then down, pushing against my internal spring, then lifting and moving my balls to see the lie of the land.
All a bit demonstrably OTT l reckon, but if that is part of her plan, who am l to complain, it is very pleasant and I shut my eyes.
Just relax and enjoy, she said, l am, as she felt and lifted my pubic hairs in various places, saying l hope hair length is a sign of virility, very promising.
That did embarrass me and I felt my cheeks redden and the moon wane a bit as I looked down to see what her hands were doing.
Joy laughed, don’t take it seriously George, she said, it’s a good game, just relax and enjoy, trust me, l know what I am doing - talcum powder next, it’s a jolly good dry lubricant, and it smells nice.
Using a ball type talc puffer she gave me a liberal dusting and rubbed it well in, taking longer than expected.
How short do you usually trim it George, she politely demanded.
It varies, no 2, about 1/4” on my balls and no 4 or 6 that’s 1/2” or 3/4” on the triangle, no shorter please.
She nodded, a good start, she said, reaching for her pretty pink petite lady trimmer and appropriate guard.
Leg on stool, she commanded, let the dog see the rabbit, just half way to start, no need to rush things.
The trimmer buzzed, the vibrations on my balls were heavenly as she stretched and manipulated to get an even cut, of course the moon quickly rose again!
Move the stool, other leg, she ordered, l complied, stretch, buzz, you get the idea!
She stopped, have a feel George, she said, what do you think.
I am pretty resilient most of the time, but I do get caught out, there is something both erotic and embarrassing about standing there naked, her clothed, me feeling my balls whilst she watches, wonder if she will ask me to wank, l thought?
Cross that bridge if we get to it!
It’s a very nice job Joy, l said, thank you, you could go a bit closer please if you don’t mind.
That was a no 3 cut, she said, no 2 ok.
Yes please l said, l am doing as you told me, truly enjoying this.
I am pleased, she said, me too, click went the guard, buzz went the trimmer, left leg up, right leg up, gosh that is bloody lovely, lovely enough to induce an almost full moon, which of course did not go unnoticed.
Have another look and feel George, she said, it looks good to me.
Once again l stood there watching her watching me feeling my balls.
That’s lovely Joy, thank you.
My pleasure, she said, anytime.
That looks like a full moon, she said, may l, without waiting for a reply she gently felt and held my rigidity, gently working my foreskin back, less easy with a full moon, but she obviously knows her way around an erection and my foreskin was back just beyond my glans, very tight, very revealing, I am darned glad I washed behind there!
I was a bit sticky, understandably, and holding my shaft with one hand she used a wet wipe and a dry hand polish to get a really decent purple shine.
Now that is what I call a full moon, true drawing potential, she said, letting go, slapping my bum, saying, triangle next, would you like a drink and a sit down first? I’ll get us a cold drink,
Full moon waving in the sunlight I moved to the chair.
To await my drink and phase two. |