The Potter's Studio - Sex Stories

The Potter's Studio

... towel -mandatory in the sauna - and then to settle into the steamy, eucalyptus scented room.

"So what did you want to ask," Kyle said, both men now seated at 90 degrees from one another in the back corner of the room.

"Well, it's about this thing with my eyes. I could potentially pursue piloting in the Air Force, I don't think that's going to work, not in the long run. As enlisted, it would take a long time to either become an officer - which means going to college or waiting five more years and then applying for a program that may or may not take me, and with my eyes it's doubtful - or I need to shift radically what I thought life might be for me," he was back to lecture mode, offering facts, hard facts, in a plain manner, unadorned or touched by the emotion that surely rippled underneath the surface like magma under the earth's crust.

"It is a cruel thing, a really unfortunate thing, but I understand. Is there anything I can do to help?" Kyle offered.

"There is, thank you for asking and I hope you mean it, because it's kind of a hassle," Jeremy replied.

Kyle leaned forward, inviting Jeremy to continue.

"When I was in high school and my one semester in college, I took two and a half years of pottery. I loved it and I was pretty good. I always wondered if I could make it a career. I am a little jealous that you have been able to do it successfully and wondered if you would consider taking me on as an apprentice, for a month or so, while I get my medical ...

... discharge. Then we could discuss a more formal arrangement, I just want to see if I like it as much as I think I do and if I can understand the business model well enough to do it full time," Jeremy paused. He looked nervously at Kyle. "I know I am asking a lot -"

"Shut up! Of course I will do it! Are you fucking kidding me? Getting to spend more time with you, hanging out, sharing one of my biggest passions with a person I like and respect? You're an idiot if you think I am saying no to that," Kyle gushed, he was genuinely excited and also a little disappointed Jeremy would think he might hesitate.

"Buddy, thank you. I had been nervous about asking for a week. I know you say it's no big deal, but shit, it's a lot of time spent explaining things and correcting mistakes, I really am grateful," Jeremy was beaming, his full lips spread out into a gorgeous bright smile, accentuated by deep dimples on his muscular, youthful face.

"This will be great, you know I admire you, it will be fun learning from you as well," Kyle replied.

"Well, to show you my gratitude, I wanted to give you something. For your spank bank," Jeremy winked as he pulled back his towel. Underneath, his cock was fully at attention, too heavy to rise up like Kyle's, but nearly horizontal with the ground. He stood and walked closer to Kyle, close enough that he could have easily leaned forward and gripped the fat head with his lips, glistening with the steam and condensation created by the sauna.

Kyle ...