Offer a massage

“I can give you a massage, I’m sure that would help. Lay down on the bed”

Chad was hesitant at first, but complied. I set myself at the side of his bed, and after he got into position, I began rubbing around his knees softly.

Time passed like this, as I started making my way slowly up his thigh. As I got higher, I began pressing harder to kneed through the layer of muscle he had. It was then the sounds of light groans began penetrating the silence.

I took it as a good sign, and continued making my way upwards. As I was nearing the top of his leg Chad grabbed my hand

“Alex thank you, but I’m ok now”

“Are you sure, I still feel tension in your legs”

“I’m fine, you helped a lot”

As he started to move from his laying position, he grunted and held his leg

I put my hand on his chest and pushed him down

“You’re not fine, let me help”

“You did, it’s just…the pain is higher, and the massage feels a little too good”

As i looked down, I noticed his hand was right besides his crotch, probably where the pain was originating from.

I also saw a bulge in his boxers.

“Ok, I get it, but you’re in pain and I want to help”

“ I know, i just don’t think i can let you continue with…this going on”

“Stop being stubborn…just…close your eyes and imagine something else”

“What?”

“Yea, imagine I’m Stacy or someone else, then there’s no problem right”

In my mind the solution made sense. A hot girl massaging you, no problem there.

There was silence for a bit…then Chad said “Ok” and closed his eyes.

I resumed my massage, and slowly made my way upwards. After maybe half an hour, the groans had died down and been replaced by heavy breathing. By now, I was at his crotch, the area he was holding earlier. I continued my work, feeling the tension release with every motion.

Then, my hand accidentally brushed against his shaft.

No response

I looked up to Chad’s face and saw his eyes shut, with a peaceful expression on his face. He probably fell asleep during the massage.

I looked back at where my hand had touched. His dick was standing at full attention, making a large tent in his boxers. I sat, staring at it for a while. Then, my hands began to move

The normal thing to do would’ve been to stop and walk away, but something possessed me in that moment, and I pulled down his boxers.

Chad's cock sprang free and I gasped in shock. It was my first time seeing another man’s penis and the first thought that crossed my mind was…this was a real cock . It was tall, thick, and seemed to exude power.

I tentatively touched the shaft, feeling its warmth. Then, I began tracing the veins, following it up to the head, and down to the balls. For a few minutes I was in a trance, fascinated by every inch of the massive tool in front of me.

Suddenly, thoughts crossed my mind on what it would smell like….taste like….feel like..inside me…..

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“What the hell am I doing” I thought

I hurriedly removed my hand and pulled up the boxers. I rushed into the bathroom, turning on the shower.

I closed my eyes and let the cold water run down my body.

"What the fuck was wrong with me, why did I touch another man’s dick…and why did i like it so much."

I wanted to shove the thoughts away but every time I tried images of Chad would appear, his smile, his body, his warmth.

Then I’d begin comparing myself to him. His tall figure to my short height. His built chest to my slim body. And his dick compared to my…penis. It didn’t even seem right to call them the same thing.

I wasn’t jealous of Chad, he was a nice guy and treated me well. It just seemed he was the….better man. And it felt natural to…do things for him, And when he took control last night.. It all felt…right.

I turned off the shower and got ready to sleep. I don’t know where these thoughts were coming from, but I know I needed to find an answer soon.