Healing Hands | Body Exploration 4 (Patreon)

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“Did you want to get off too?” Steven asks, picking up his underwear. “Hang on, I gotta wipe up.” 

The bed creaks as his weight gets lifted off it. He hikes up his t-shirt as he waddles to my bathroom, his ass jiggling with his strange walk. 

Is he offering to get me off? Or is he saying that he'll leave me alone to take care of this? I rub my hard-on through my pants.

I hear the toilet flush and the tap run. Soon after, Steven comes back in with his boxers on. 

“Okay. I'm not going to blow you. But I can do something else.” 

I actually laughed at that statement. I would never expect a straight guy to offer to blow me. In his defense, he said he wouldn't blow me, but those words coming out his mouth were still funny. 

“It's alright,” I say as I sit up from the bed. 

“Hey, I know how bad getting blue-balled is,” Steven sits on the bed next to me. Then he makes a little scrunch with his nose. “You smell like the sock under my bed.” 

“Gross.” I swallow and taste his jizz in my mouth. 

“Plus, you've seen mine now and it's going to be awkward if I don't see yours.” 

“Are you serious?” I ask as I try to gauge his expression. “I was just helping you out with your problem.” 

“I'm serious.” Steven nods. He's always been a very earnest guy. “Just tell me what you want me to do.” 

“Well, what are you willing to do? If blowjobs off the table.” 

Steven gave me a look like he hadn't thought so far ahead. Then, he puffed out one cheek and I saw the wheels turn in his head. Reaching out one hand, he placed it just above my crotch. 

My dick almost jumped to meet his touch. 

“Can I touch?” he whispers, like it's a secret. 

“Yeah,” I whisper back. He grazed the underside of my cock with the back of his hand, feeling the length “Oh…” I gasp when he touches my sensitive balls. 

Taking in a shy breath, Steven flips his hand around and grips my hard cock through my pants. 

“Ow.” I flinch as the pant’s rough material catches on my skin. 

“Okay. Take it off,” Steven whispers again. I unbutton them and pull them down to my knees. Seeing that he's not backing away, I take down my underwear too. My cock gets pulled down in the process and bounces up when it's free. Almost like he's avoiding looking at my dick directly, he helps me pull my clothes off my ankles. 

But then, he does glance at my crotch, and then looks up at my face. 

“Yeah, you're blue balled.” 

“Yeah, kind of.” I grab the base of my stiff shaft. I’m really hard exposing myself to him like this.

Steven hovers his hand over mine for a second, but changes his mind and doesn't touch. I see more wheels turn in his head before he says, “Can I finger you instead?” 

My eyebrows went so high, I felt like they were in my hairline. 

“I think I'll know what I'm doing. It can't be so different than fingering a girl.” He takes a glove out from the box. 

“Sure.” Now it’s me that’s whispering. I watch him apply some lube to his gloved finger, and I lift my legs up for him. I shiver as the cold lube touches my smooth ring, and I look at his concentrated face as he slides in. 

“That was easy,” he says with surprise. He looks at me like I should be in pain but I've done this too many times to be overwhelmed by one finger. 

“You can try two.” His finger exits me and I feel the pressure of the next finger at my entrance. “Ohh…” I normally can take 3 but his 2 thick fingers are doing the trick too. 

“Is that alright?” Steven says timidly as he fingerfucks me slowly. 

“Yeah. You can go deeper too.” I start stroking myself to my friend experimenting with me. 

“Like this?” 

“Oh yeah… more is ok too.” I felt the satisfaction of him holding me open with the base of his fingers. “OH!” His fingers move, stimulating my insides. 

“Yeah this isn't so different,” Steven murmurs to himself as he pulls out halfway. With his other hand, he pushes on the back of my knees and I grab them to expose my hole further to him. 

“OhHHHH…”

“Is this better?” His fingers go in and out of me. “Or this?” He rotates his fingers in some way and I clench around him. “Okay, this one.” 

“Oh! Yeah, you found it.”

“Right here?” He looks inquisitively at my expression and I nod frantically. “Hard or soft?” 

“A little harder.” 

“Like this?” He also adds a little flick at the end and I moan. “Okay.” 

Steven seems less shy now that he's assured that he's doing the right thing, and his thumb no longer floats in the air. Instead, it's placed at the base of my balls and taint, rubbing with slick lube as he fingers me. 

“Oh…fuck!” He has a talent for targeting my sweet spot. 

“Harder?” He gives me more pressure to test it out. 

“Oh fuck.” I grit my teeth. “Yeah, that's pretty good.” 

“Can you cum like this?” He adds a combination of soft and hard probes at my prostate, now intently watching my face. 

“Maybe. Ah, fuck! It’s happened before.” 

“What do you need to make it happen?” Steven wipes his forehead with his free hand. 

“It's not that… easy…” I squirm as he overstimulates me. He brings the rhythm back down. 

“I mean, the goal here is for you to cum. Or else this is all for nothing," Steven says. Once again, I see him thinking about all the possibilities. 

“Oh…” I close my eyes and enjoy him tickling my inner walls. It feels nice to be serviced like this, but I'm not getting close enough to cum handsfree. 

“Okay. Just this one time.” I hear him say. 

“Steven!” I keep my eyes shut tight as his hand wraps around my stiff shaft. A straight married man. My friend has his hand on my dick!

“Jesus, yeah you need to cum.” 

“Oh fuck!” The energy builds in my body. He's not stroking me, but the added pressure on my member is enhancing the way he's exploring my ass. 

I can tell he's looking to finish me now. The way he's fingering me is purposeful, slowly building towards a climax. 

It's slow, with a couple of fast thrusts. Then, it slows down again, just slightly quicker than the original rhythm. It continues like this, broken only by pauses to poke directly into my g-spot. 

“Fuck… oh fuck… ahhHh…” 

“You're so hard. Was I this hard?” His fist tightens around me. 

“Yeah, you were! Oh fuck!” His thumb grazes my balls and I feel it coming to a blissful end. “I'm close.” 

“Yeah? Harder?” 

“Yeah! Harder!!” Steven grants my wish by jabbing his fingers into me. My cock swells up in his hand. 

“I'm cumming!” As soon as the words left my mouth, I released the first stream and it landed on my chest. “Fuck! Fuck! Oh fuck!” 

Then, he starts stroking!

I lift my upper body, looking directly into his sweaty forehead as he strokes and fingers me at the same time. I spew cum onto my chest, amplified by my hole contracting around his thick fingers. 

“Fuck! Oh my god! Fuck! Fuck! Ah! Ah! Ah….” I'm reduced to a trembling mess as the cum soaks into my shirt. He keeps his grip on my shaft as the aftershocks make me twitch and lay back on the bed. 

“Jesus. You really needed to cum,” Steven says and I chuckle lightheadedly, feeling my juices’ wetness against my skin.

“Thank you. You can be a nurse now too.” I take deep breaths and he places my cock onto my own sticky mess. 

“Can’t use this for experience. Hipaa.” Steven pulls out his fingers way too quickly.