Chapter Two

Eleanor was now immerse listening, sitting on the revolving with both of her elbows resting on the table before her. She had been so caught up thinking about last night that she had failed to notice that Roth seemed a little off. 

“Take advantage by kissing the back of their neck with your mouth slightly open, and hum - the nape loves low frequency vibrations! Or dip into your toy drawer for a fingertip vibe and massage their hairline.” 

“The shaft! Which is kind of a big deal - Pay the most attention to the shaft, ladies, because the internal erectile tissues lie deep beneath the skin's surface, when it comes to how to get your grip on, many guys like the shaft handled pretty firmly. Form a fist around it, moving up and down and adding pressure as you go.” 

Tristan’s frown had now deepened as he was half an hour into the show. He was now certain that something was off with the sex doctor that day, but the rest of the audience didn’t seem to notice, because they asked questions as per usual. 

Tristan let the radio show play in the background as Roth’s voice boomed in his living room, “Pay attention to your man’s nipples. I would suggest sucking on one while stroking their penis with your hand, adding the two erogenous zones together can be very pleasurable.”

 Tristan was now in the calling app, his fingers having typed out Roth’s number, but then he remembered Roth’s personal phone would be on silent mode and maybe with his partner. His partner - Eleanor, he felt a pang of hurt rising in his chest. 

That used to be him at a time, he got to stare at the sex doctor live as he recorded the radio show. He let out a sigh and typed out the number of the radio show line. His thumb hovered over the green button longer than it should have. 

Roth’s voice continued to vibrate through the phone on the table, “Get involved with the head of the penis. The head of the penis, or the glans, has significantly more nerves than the shaft, so don't skimp on the attention.”

“The tip is basically the closest thing a person with a penis has to a clitoris, though it's not nearly as sensitive. Women win in that department,” Roth joked - or maybe made an effort to joke, because it was delivered so monotonously that if Tristan had not been listening he wouldn’t have known. 

Then he pressed the green button, letting the beep go for a while, as the pre-recorded message entered his ears, and then he hastily ended the call before it could get connected. 

His palms sweaty as he realized that he was about to be on call with Roth in front of the whole world. Part of him wondered how Roth would react if Tristan called his radio show, but a greater part of him was scared to find out. 

Roth’s voice continued in the background of Tristan’s racing thoughts, “After coating your fingers in lube, loop them into an O shape and slide them over the glans. Then use short, slow pumps that tighten around the tip. During oral, run your tongue all over the glans and use some soft suction.” 

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If Eleanor had not been almost hypnotic by Roth’s voice, she would have noticed the caller request that had appeared for only a short while before it vanished again. 

But she was all ears to Roth, “The prostate gland is located a finger's length inside the bum - and it is called the 'male G-spot'. To hit this orgasm-inducing region, you'll need to insert a well-lubricated digit into your man's behind, directed toward the front of his body.”

“If neither you nor him is up for that, you can also stimulate the prostate by touching the perineum. But, ladies, remember, if you're going to try any kind of anal play – lube is always necessary…” 

Eleanor’s lips stretched out in a smile. This man who was the sex god of America, recognized worldwide was her boyfriend. Her body shivered at the mere thought of the pleasure he could give her. 

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“... located behind the scrotum and before his rear entry, this spot contains a gent's ejaculatory muscles – which, when massaged, can make his blast-off feel even more intense.” Tristan twisted his fingers in anxiety as Roth’s voice boomed in the background. 

“Use your thumb to gently rub the perineum in a circular motion, keeping in rhythm with what your mouth is doing. Right before he is about to finish, press the spot firmly to give him an orgasm to top all orgasms.” 

Tristan just had to know what was wrong with Roth, but he could not call him. And what right would he call him with? He was no longer Roth’s best friend, he no longer lived with him. Roth just ignored his existence, he felt another pang as he recalled that day in the restaurant. 

He was mindlessly scrolling through his contact’s list when he thought of the one person who would surely be with Roth. The one person who also happened to be his friend. Eleanor! Of course, why hadn’t he thought of her earlier! 

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Eleanor was snapped out of her trance by the sound of her phone ringing. Her face clearly showed that she was not very pleased by the interruption, but the expressions on her face morphed to that of surprise and then confusion as she saw the name on the screen. 

“Tristan!” Her voice was both excited and careful as she spoke. Tristan did not know her and Roth were dating, and knowing that Tristan once had such intense feelings for Roth, she had avoided telling him.

“Hey Eleanor, how’s Roth?” Worry was abundant in Tristan’s voice. 

“Roth is great, how are you?” 

“Are you at the studio with him?”