This goes back to my first year at university. During midterms, I was with a group of friends in the dorm lobby studying for hours. At one point, we took a break and a close friend of mine had a sore back from awkwardly sitting. I offered to give him a quick massage, which turned out into multiple massages for all my friends there lol. During one of the massages, a guy walked by, no clue who he is, but totally looked over checking the group. I didn’t think much of it at that time. The next few days, we had the same routine, study, break, massage, eat, study, and so on. Same guy passes by and doesn’t say anything.
Fast forward, one day I’m in lobby studying by myself. This same guy passes by and then returns and sits by me. Again, didn’t think much of it. At one point, I put the book down and start looking around. Our eyes met and I smiled. That’s all it took for him to say hello.
“Hey, I’m Paul”
“Hey”
“Nice to meet you. I’m studying engineering “
“Cool. Hospitality here”
“Noticed your friends enjoyed your massages. Was jealous. Can’t afford one”
Me blushing. “Ha yes they did look like it. I love to give massages”
About him: 5’9ish slim build but nicely defined (from what I could see), hazel eyes and brown hair. Beautiful face and features. Sweet smile that can light up a room.
I quickly changed subject and started chatting about different things. Both live in dorms. We’re both from same city, which was cool. And I was single and he’s dating a girl. By that point, I figured he was just friendly. We ended up talking multiple times, on different occasions. Fast forward to the summer, we’d both taking additional summer courses and we got closer. At this point, he doesn’t know (I think) that I’m gay.
We got close enough to discuss things but never about our sexepades! One day, after his gym workout, we started talking and he mentioned that he had a shoulder pain. I offered to help out with a massage. I ended up giving him a full back massage. That’s when I noticed his muscles and my mind started wandering. I knew I couldn’t go far, but fuck he was hot. He loved my massage. This became a regular thing. But as he got comfortable, the shirt came off and finally his pants. Never worked out his front, but always did his back and legs. This entire time, I’m using my imagination. What does his cock look like? Would he let me touch? I’m hard and can’t control it. I’d go jerk off right after giving him a massage. It felt tense and was such a tease to me. Our massages became more regular. 2-3x a week. My jerk off sessions became regular too lol. But now, I want more and I know I can’t.
We finally got talking and I came out to him. I figured this would be the end of the massages. But he was really cool about it. I even asked him if he still wanted massages.
“You still ok with the massages? I totally understand if you don’t feel comfortable!”
“Ya man! All cool. Just respect boundaries”
“Works for me. All good!”
Well fuck, there goes my chance 😛. Anyhow, knowing that I can’t have him, made my lust for him even worse. He was sweet, beautiful face and an amazing body. I’ve had wet dreams! My JO sessions evolved into this amazing fantasy.
One day, he was really hurt and I needed to work on his lower back and buttocks. I really tried to control myself. Wanted to respect boundaries but the stress of not doing anything was high. As I was working on his butt, it was hard with underwear on. He asked if he should remove it. I was like hell yes. He totally pulls it off. I didn’t get to see anything unfortunately! I worked hard, making sure he feels good but also me feeling what I can get out of it. It was tight. Muscles were just beautiful. Round and strong. I really enjoyed it and I made sure to spend a lot of time on it. He was making noises from the pleasure of me massaging his ass. He never stopped me but I soon realized that I’ve been working it for about an hour. His moans and heavy breathing got me excited. I really tried to hold back, the closest I got was working the inner sides of his butt. Close enough to his hole without being intrusive. Could see his hole. Nice and pink. Hairless and sweet looking. After a while, I really had to pull back. I was so turned on that I would have done something and lost our friendship. I stood up, took a last look at him and told him that I’m done.
