did.” Whitt volunteered the information. “I heard too many horror stories from the other guys.”
“I didn’t,” Huv put in. “Although I knew what to expect thanks to the other men in my family, my first time was still a disaster. I never thought of myself as a wuss, but I cried that night. It didn’t help that it was my partner’s first time too. She wasn’t a bad person, but she didn’t have any control. I was just glad when it was over.”
“Didn’t that turn you off from sex?” Pixie dared to speak up. Although her voice was soft, she was clearly interested.
“It did for a while,” Huv admitted. “I’ve always been lusty, though, and it didn’t take long for me to try again. The second time I slept with a girlfriend I was really into, and we were great together. Pain is just another bad memory. It fades as soon as you get some distance and have better experiences to replace it.”
“Well put.” Glynn nodded in approval. He’d been so quiet and somber he might have faded into the background if he hadn’t had such a powerful presence.
“Huv?” Quinn turned to the model to get things moving again. “Why don’t you stroke yourself into a full erection so we can show them your erectile tissue and bridges?”
The other man nodded and began to handle himself. Although males had never been his thing, Quinn had to fight to keep his breathing even. You just couldn’t watch another person masturbate without feeling something. In his case, he was starting to feel just aroused enough to look forward to the end of class when he could get his wife alone again.
“Want some help?” Deina winked at her fellow model.
Although he was already at half mast on his own, Huv nodded excitedly.
All attention focused on Deina’s slender hands as she reached out and began to stroke him. She used a gentle twisting motion on every pull and flicked the tip until Huv was good and hard. Her skin looked slightly darker and more golden against his paler tone, but his engorged penis was duskier and more colorful yet. Deina fondled the Allurian a few moments longer than necessary before resuming her previous position.
Clearing his throat, Quinn resumed the lecture. “If you look here along the length of his penis, you’ll see these darkening red lines, which is the erectile tissue filling with blood. What’s unique to the Allurians are these raised ridges in between. These ridges, actually called Vorex’s power bridges, are tiny pieces of tough, flexible cartilage that link together to form a hard line as the penis rises and grows rigid with blood. These bridges add extra support, respond pleasurably to pressure, and help push the nerves up so that the softer tissue in between becomes hypersensitive to friction.”
As he looked at the male model, Quinn noticed that Huv was slightly flushed and already beginning to sweat. The man looked ready and willing, but Quinn still offered the right of refusal.
“Huv, are you good with being touched?”
“Yes.”
Quinn invited everyone up again to explore the Allurian. This time it was Whitt who remained seated, no doubt because he had the same equipment himself. Glynn chose to approach, but he only gave the other male a cursory look before stepping to the other side of the table near Deina. He didn’t immediately retake his seat.
Trett made a longer study before walking away too. Katra’Ruma was far bolder. Looking Huv dead in the eye, she ran her soft hand from the trembling tip of his cock all the way to his balls. Quinn watched a bead of precum pearl on the man’s slit, but the guy didn’t so much as twitch. Spri was far more fascinated with his textures. She rhythmically contracted her hand around his shaft to explore the pressure and resistance before moving on. Next was Krux. The Brachoi maintained an expression of academic interest as he looked over Huv’s genitals, but it was clear he had no intention of touching other males.
To Quinn’s surprise, Zeo
“I didn’t,” Huv put in. “Although I knew what to expect thanks to the other men in my family, my first time was still a disaster. I never thought of myself as a wuss, but I cried that night. It didn’t help that it was my partner’s first time too. She wasn’t a bad person, but she didn’t have any control. I was just glad when it was over.”
“Didn’t that turn you off from sex?” Pixie dared to speak up. Although her voice was soft, she was clearly interested.
“It did for a while,” Huv admitted. “I’ve always been lusty, though, and it didn’t take long for me to try again. The second time I slept with a girlfriend I was really into, and we were great together. Pain is just another bad memory. It fades as soon as you get some distance and have better experiences to replace it.”
“Well put.” Glynn nodded in approval. He’d been so quiet and somber he might have faded into the background if he hadn’t had such a powerful presence.
“Huv?” Quinn turned to the model to get things moving again. “Why don’t you stroke yourself into a full erection so we can show them your erectile tissue and bridges?”
The other man nodded and began to handle himself. Although males had never been his thing, Quinn had to fight to keep his breathing even. You just couldn’t watch another person masturbate without feeling something. In his case, he was starting to feel just aroused enough to look forward to the end of class when he could get his wife alone again.
“Want some help?” Deina winked at her fellow model.
Although he was already at half mast on his own, Huv nodded excitedly.
All attention focused on Deina’s slender hands as she reached out and began to stroke him. She used a gentle twisting motion on every pull and flicked the tip until Huv was good and hard. Her skin looked slightly darker and more golden against his paler tone, but his engorged penis was duskier and more colorful yet. Deina fondled the Allurian a few moments longer than necessary before resuming her previous position.
Clearing his throat, Quinn resumed the lecture. “If you look here along the length of his penis, you’ll see these darkening red lines, which is the erectile tissue filling with blood. What’s unique to the Allurians are these raised ridges in between. These ridges, actually called Vorex’s power bridges, are tiny pieces of tough, flexible cartilage that link together to form a hard line as the penis rises and grows rigid with blood. These bridges add extra support, respond pleasurably to pressure, and help push the nerves up so that the softer tissue in between becomes hypersensitive to friction.”
As he looked at the male model, Quinn noticed that Huv was slightly flushed and already beginning to sweat. The man looked ready and willing, but Quinn still offered the right of refusal.
“Huv, are you good with being touched?”
“Yes.”
Quinn invited everyone up again to explore the Allurian. This time it was Whitt who remained seated, no doubt because he had the same equipment himself. Glynn chose to approach, but he only gave the other male a cursory look before stepping to the other side of the table near Deina. He didn’t immediately retake his seat.
Trett made a longer study before walking away too. Katra’Ruma was far bolder. Looking Huv dead in the eye, she ran her soft hand from the trembling tip of his cock all the way to his balls. Quinn watched a bead of precum pearl on the man’s slit, but the guy didn’t so much as twitch. Spri was far more fascinated with his textures. She rhythmically contracted her hand around his shaft to explore the pressure and resistance before moving on. Next was Krux. The Brachoi maintained an expression of academic interest as he looked over Huv’s genitals, but it was clear he had no intention of touching other males.
To Quinn’s surprise, Zeo
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