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After I finished college and got a job as a physical therapist, I was living in the house that my grandparents had owned. When they had passed away, my dad took over the house and maintained it as a rental. Unbeknownst to me, my grandparents had stipulated in their will that I should inherit their house when I graduated from college. As their only grandchild, I had always been close to my grandparents and they had often told me how impressed they were with my commitment to school and my desire to support myself by working as a licensed massage therapist while in college. My dad surprised me with this news when he and Mom took me out for dinner to celebrate my graduation and new job.


Almost a year later now, I was happily living in the house which was a four bedroom Florida ranch with an amazing yard with pool and hot tub. Living with me was my college roommate, Cole, who also worked as a physical therapist for a sports medicine facility. Rounding out the third bedroom was my buddy Mike who had been my best friend since third grade. Mike has gone to culinary school and worked as a chef in a cool restaurant about two miles from the house. The fourth bedroom was a small room that my grandparents had used as a den. I had converted into a massage room where my table was set up permanently for the private massage clients that I still saw occasionally. My name is Luke.


Things were going along pretty smoothly for all of us until the world ground to a halt during the COVID 19 pandemic. Cole and I were both working a limited schedule with only essential patients being seen. Mike’s restaurant was pretty much shit down, opening only sporadically for food to go in order to promote social distancing. With all of the craziness of the week, Mike has been working crazy hours at the restaurant selling off products that would go bad while they were closed and also prepping their limited to go menu. The stress of the unknown was obvious just looking at him.


With all bars and restaurants and basically everything other than essential stores closed, there really wasn’t any choice but to stay home and create that distancing. Cole and I had both finished work about 4 and come home and were kind of winding down for the week. Mike came dragging in about 630 looking absolutely exhausted but he was loaded down with carry out containers from his restaurant. One of the best parts of sharing a house with Mike was his absolutely amazing cooking skills and surprise dinners like tonight.


Mike had already eaten at the restaurant and as soon as he finished setting out our dinners for us said he was going to to take a hot shower and he slouched off towards his room. Cole and I looked at each other and realized the stress Mike was under and just how exhausted he seemed. I jumped up and headed down the hall towards him room to make the offer that I would give him a massage after he was done with his shower to help him relax and get rid of some of the stress. Just as I got to the door of Mike’s room, he was dropping his chef pants to the floor. As always, he was commando so this left him naked in front of me. Of course, knowing him as long as I had and living together, this was not the first time I had seen Mike naked but somehow, this was different. Mike was thrilled at the offer of a massage and I told him to meet me in the massage room after a nice hot shower.


Why did the sight of Mike naked seem different today?
 

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When Mike finished his shower, hw wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to the massage room where he dropped the towel and laid down, face down, on the table. With my private clients, I usually offered whatever level of draping that they were comfortable with. If they chose no draping, I had the ability to accommodate them in my own studio, unlike the restrictions I had when I worked for a spa during college. Of course, with Mike and Cole, we had always been pretty relaxed about changing in front of each other and walking back and forth to the bathroom but it was still different to see Mike laying on the table completely naked with no covering.


Cole had gone to bed after we ate and i had cleaned up the kitchen and then headed into the massage room when Mike finished his shower. I was wearing a t shirt and jogging pants. As soon as I started working on Mike, I could immediately feel how tense he was. His shoulders and arms were just knots of tension and he admitted how hard the last week had been, having to let kitchen staff go and hoping that he can weather the time off. I knew they I was going to need to work on him for quite a while to help him relax.


After I had been working on Mike for about 20 minutes, I could tell he had drifted off to sleep. I kept working on the muscles of his shoulders and back and felt good that I had started relaxing him to the point he was able to drift off. By the time we reached an hour, I still was working on his back and had just moved to his glutes. I had taken off my shirt because the room was warm and I was working up quite a sweat focusing on making my buddy feel better.


I had massaged Mike before but this was the longest I had worked on him at one time. Working on his glutes, I realized what a great ass Mike had. Why am I having these thoughts looking at my best friends naked ass?
 

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After an hour and thirty minutes, I was done with Mikes backside and ready for him to turn over. I had to shake him a little to wake him up and he slowly turned over and laid on his back, again closing his eyes. I took in the sight of his naked body from head to toe as if it was the first time I had seen it which it certainly was not. My eyes immediately went to his cock which I could tell was a bit fluffed up. Somehow the room seemed even warmer now. I had already taken my shirt off because of the warmth of the room and was now regretting wearing track pants instead of shorts. If I wasn’t going commando, I would have stripped off the track pants.


I started working on Mike’s front side beginning with his chest. As I worked his pecs, my eyes kept going down his body to his cock which seemed to have continued to stiffen up a bit. This is my oldest friend and I have seen him naked thousands of times as well as given him massages before. Why, today, in the middle of this bizarro world of quarantine, was my dick now getting hard from seeing his body?


I continued on Mike’s torso and tried to ignore the fact that his beautiful cock was now fully erect and that my own dick was renting the front of my track pants. I moved down to his feel and spent time on his calves. Each time I moved my hands up his calves, I went a little higher. My eyes were locked on his cock and balls and I kept having these fleeting thoughts about what it would be like to touch him there. Where are these thoughts coming from?
 

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After an hour and thirty minutes, I was done with Mikes backside and ready for him to turn over. I had to shake him a little to wake him up and he slowly turned over and laid on his back, again closing his eyes. I took in the sight of his naked body from head to toe as if it was the first time I had seen it which it certainly was not. My eyes immediately went to his cock which I could tell was a bit fluffed up. Somehow the room seemed even warmer now. I had already taken my shirt off because of the warmth of the room and was now regretting wearing track pants instead of shorts. If I wasn’t going commando, I would have stripped off the track pants.


I started working on Mike’s front side beginning with his chest. As I worked his pecs, my eyes kept going down his body to his cock which seemed to have continued to stiffen up a bit. This is my oldest friend and I have seen him naked thousands of times as well as given him massages before. Why, today, in the middle of this bizarro world of quarantine, was my dick now getting hard from seeing his body?


I continued on Mike’s torso and tried to ignore the fact that his beautiful cock was now fully erect and that my own dick was renting the front of my track pants. I moved down to his feel and spent time on his calves. Each time I moved my hands up his calves, I went a little higher. My eyes were locked on his cock and balls and I kept having these fleeting thoughts about what it would be like to touch him there. Where are these thoughts coming from?


I have been in a similar situation with my best friend. Eager to see where your story goes.