by Kit Oxrider
(02/04/09)
The best way to notice anyone's hands is to watch them do something quasi-violent. Ever notice that? They might be carving cooked meat, pounding, or sawing out a tune, or in Shou's case, criss-crossing in the air, right before he delivers a punch or a kick to his opponent. Those elegant, delicate-seeming hands, the antithesis of violence, I saw them, the slender wrists, sticking out of his karate robe and wanted them, their beautiful finesse.
Who would have thought those beautiful, long hands, hands which could deliver a punch that could drop a six foot man in less than five seconds, or tie a knot that Houdini couldn't hope to escape from, could also cradle my sac, hump the meat lightly, while reaching up with long fingers, fingers that drew back, the knuckles high, like spider legs, like he was creating some new animal technique to go with the others that peppered his lesson plans, The Spider Skitter, perhaps.
My inadequate learner's hands planted on my rearing cock, I remember, eyes closed, his next technique, one of barely pressing fingers, which I privately call Daddy Long-Legs.
Going for The Gliding Silkworms next, I'm trying to be Shou's so good pupil, to ape that wispy loop of frailly falling finger circle, so gauzy-ticklish one would think a pair of silkworms, joined in a kiss that bound them at their tail-tips and lips alone, chose to wedding-band my aching cock before free-falling to the hairy nest at the base of my jutting sac. My breathing becomes tremulous, so artful, needed, yet purposely unsatisfying, I find those silkworms on my straining cock.
My own fingers would never torture me so. More is the pity, that I need my Shou so, need the way that he wills my flesh to submission, teaching me to appreciate the delicate and the barely intrusive. Like any good teacher, he urges me to master one level before progressing to the next, the insect world, in this case, before the reptilian.
But I never said I was a great student. And so I 'm there, at the Boa, much too soon, squeeze-hugging my cock to bursting expulsion, dreaming of those beautiful hands.
