I don't even know where to begin with this whirlwind of a story that i have not been able to share with anyone, but thought i can do that here and see what you guys think. This story is completely true and its still going on till this day, names have been changed though. Here it goes:
My name is Zain, I currently live in the middle east. I'm in my early 30's now but people always seems to be surprised when i tell them that, they usually assume that I'm 25, not sure if its my skin care routine or just good genes. I'm not a bad looking guy, usually from the compliments i get, standing at 5'6 so the term hot quickly switches to cute. I work in business, i manage a few and i own some. I have worked in the states for a majority of my time, and when i moved back to the middle east it was back in the closet, and my lifestyle was on the down low, which being born and raised here, i wasn't surprised nor too bothered by it.
My sexual experience started at a younger age with curious guys, and i do have to say, they were quite hot. let me know if you'd like me to share them at some point.
The story started when I was giving a course on entrepreneurship at a center that was funded by some organization and they asked me to share my expertise. I love teaching, and I usually always take interest in those who are truly trying to make a difference in their lives yet they need a true guidance and a mentor and a little push here and there. I always and completely separate my professional life from my personal life and even though a teacher student fantasy can be huge, I never slid in a students DM's trying to test the waters.
During the course, there was this one guy that caught my eye, i had to say he was handsome. Like cut out of a magazine cover handsome, and given that we do have an idea of the background of those students i was surprised why he was there. I didn't do much to get to know him better or see what his objective was from this course, the day came by itself during one session when i let everyone go for a break and he was the only one behind.
His name is Mohammad, I know typical Arab Boy name, he was 19 at the time and he was 5'9 stud, and truly handsome. Can't deny some butterflies when he talks to me but i kept my resting professional face at all times.
He approached me and said: " Hey, Mr. Zain, can i have a word with you?"
I was truly bothered since it was my coffee break as well and there was some juicy gossip that i wanted to be updated on, but then I turned around and smiled at this handsome stud.
"Sure what is going on?"
"I know its break time, but if you prefer to have coffee and a friendly talk we can do that. I'm sure those kids bother you"
I was trying no comprehend this older guy attitude talking to me, knowing that hes one of the kids as well.
" Well you're a kid too in that case, and this is a bother, but i will happily allow it this time"
" I didn't mean it like that, i was just trying to be funny"
I smirked and said " what can i do you for Mr. Mohammad"
He gestured his hand that we should walk out of the classroom and we did, stopped for coffee at the lounge area and went outdoors for a quick smoke.
" So?"
"Well long story short, my mother signed me up for this course, I didn't know what it entails and i didn't know why, but she said that there is no future for me just hanging out with my loser friends who are just about getting drunk and smoking up. It is fun, but then during your lectures and your classes I started reading more and being interested in actually waking up and finding a purpose"
I was a bit surprised, i didn't know thats what he was about to say. However, i said " You know there are no grades in this course, and whether you show up or not thats completely up to you, you don't have to butter me up for a better grade Mr. Mohammad"
" I know" he said, " But I wanted to come here and ask for your advice to what I should do in my life"
As he was smoking a cigarette and sipping coffee, i truly just wanted to advice him to open an only fans page and just take a shot at that, but then I remembered that he truly came for advice and somehow I wanted to believe him, with a slight hint that i might be signing up for more than i wish for.
We had a quick chat about what he wants to do in life, what his passion is, and what his goal is. I asked him to write 5 things he would go for and be within the next 5 years and then during our break the next day we can discuss further.
Break was over and i went back to class and finished my day, i kept thinking about him and how I wanted to try and not mix my emotions with the true intention of mentoring him.
So day in and day out the break time was our time, we talked about the future, his goals and what he wants. We looked into signing him up for college and looked at different universities, and planned that after this course he would sign up for a university and start his bachelors degree.
Part of me dug into his personal life, wanted to see if he is dating someone, which he wasn't because he wanted to focus on his life for now. He mentioned how he wants to get his driving license which he still did not get to, and that is pretty normal here to get it at a later age because not everyone can afford a car and no need for a license if you don't have a car anyway. I told him out of encouragement that if he did get his license i promised him we'd celebrate him. He even asked if drinks are involved, and i said ill think about it.
More conversations popped up here and there and one that i remember clearly was how my back was tense and how i told him i'm booking a massage at a turkish bath place, he got excited about which one he thinks is better and then said " we should go together" I flushed thinking about the scenery of the place, how its a hot room, while we're both shirtless getting massages and bathed and if I am honest it did turn me on a little bit thinking how we'll get to be together there. Then I shoved my feelings aside and said " I'll thinki about it. Well maybe that will be your reward if you get your license at some point". Then this became part of our inside jokes together where we randomly say to each other " Massage?"
Besides seeing him during the course every day, i had no interaction with him, no phones, no emails not even social media. Which i was very proud of since i didn't want any lines crossed in this professional relationship. Now how i felt late at night was completely different and i tried to stalk his social media, yet there was no luck there as well.
Once the course was over, which was a couple of months later, the students ceremony happened, and before leaving, he asked me if he can have my contact number because he didn't want to lose touch. I happily gave him my number, and asked him not to share it with anyone because i never ever do that.
Course ended, we only shared a few text here and there, he was telling me about his job, and asked for advice, which I happily helped.
He invited me to his workplace where he was working as a waiter at a restaurant, and I went to support and see him. We had a chat and thats where things got interesting, he said that he missed our talks and we should go meet up sometime to catch up. I agreed to be polite, thinking if it happens it happens.
A few days later I get a text from him.
"Hey, i'm off Wednesday if you'd like to grab a bite or a drink?"
I was thinking that a drink does sound good and i wouldn't really mind that. I texted back
"Sure that sounds good"
After agreeing on a place and all, we went to a local bar, had a couple of drinks, and we had our usual talks. He talked about work, and how hes the best person there and how no one knows how to work properly. He's always had a cocky personality, which grew on me a bit but at some point i was thinking how I'd just pay to have him shut the fuck up.
He told me the updates about university and how he will start classes in the fall, I was genuinely happy for him and felt proud that he actually went through the plan that we set together. He said the driving classes are going to be placed on hold since he doesn't have the money now to take them. Maybe it was the beers in me but i just blurted out "Well kiddo then the turkish bath will have to wait".
A few rounds later, we started deep talking and my lust took over and I started asking some risky questions. Thought the moment is right and i can just get to know him a bit better.
"So Mohammad, you've never mentioned the girls you hang out with, you usually tell me you talk to many of them but do you not see them or hang out or i don't know.. have fun with?"
He smiled and said " I don't go out with them much, the conversation is boring, some just want to get physical but its not always the thing that i want, and i'm bored of that game"
I was thinking how a 20 year old at this point is saying he is bored of sexual interactions with girls, Everyone knows your early 20s are filled with hormones and you just want to bang every opportunity you can get.
I asked " So you had sex before with girls? damn you're not so innocent"
Mind you that being in a conservative country, its not common that people have sex at a younger age, its still considered frowned upon.
He said " well not full sex, like i've done a few things here and there, made out with this girl who had huge tits, and she wanted to suck me off"
I giggled hearing him talking about sex in that depth for the first time
he continued " But she didn't give the best blow jobs and i ended up blowing my load allover her chest"
" Where was this" I asked. He said " At the bathroom stall at the mall"
I was shocked from the amount of confidence this kid had to do such a thing at a mall, which apparently the girl used to work there and she knew where to go and hide from cameras.
He asked me about my personal and sex life and i pretended to be a prude about it, that i'm a good guy and I dont go around fucking around with people. Honestly, that is the truth and I barely meet up anyone for a hookup or even friends with benefits. In the states i was exploring myself and I did have a sexual awakening at some point, yet I didn't go all the way with anyone, just with guys i've dated. Felt like it needs a certain type of connection to top or bottom with someone. I definetly did not share all of that part with him and i kept it hidden.
We left that night, i dropped him home and went straight home.
I kept thinking about his sex stories that he said, blowing his load on her tits, trying to do it anal with another girl and being his cocky self while underestimating his sex appeal and his handsome face. But All i could do is just wonder and fantasize in my head and i still found it not right to do anything or to approach or use my ways to get a straight guy to be curious somehow.
Time passed, and we both got busy with work and we probably exchanged texts a few times. He left his job and wanted to find another which I've used my connections to get him something better, and he was very grateful. I still consider him a younger brother, he is my mentee after all.
A month later i got a call from him, he said he was fired from his job and he was upset about it and he was scared that it would make me upset since I've used my connections to get him that job. I comforted him and told him not to worry about it. I called my friend that owns that establishment to understand what has happened and basically it went back to his ego being too big that he wouldn't want to listen to other employees and likes to do things himself.
I called him back a couple of days later to check on him, he was blabbing about work and he was angry that he was fired. He mentioned how his manager there got jealous of him every time a girl would want to talk to him or engage with him and he would embarrass him on the tables.
Something about that strong stud energy made me weak, and those feelings just come rushing into submission somehow like i want to be seduced by that energy and just worship it somehow.
I interrupted his monologue and asked him what he was doing, he said he is chilling at home, i said " I'm coming to pick you up to talk" he paused for a second and said " Alright"
luckily i was free that night, with no major plans. I had the house to myself (I live with my parents and it is a common thing here to live with your parents until you get married) and thought i could bring him over to my place.
We drove around town, we talked and i was advising him on how sometimes he shouldn't take things personally and managers sometime suck, but we need to look at the bigger picture somehow. After a while I told him if he would like to come over to my house since i have the house to myself. He agreed, smiled and said " You got drinks?"
I laughed and said "yes"
As we got to my house, made ourselves comfortable in the living room, we smoked on the porch and had some gin. It was a hot august night, the gin was kicking in and one conversation lead to another until i said " wanna go for a dip in the pool?"
He was completely shocked and hesitant and said " i am not sure, i don't even have my bathing suit" I said " I can give you one of mine" and I gave him one of mine that were a bit on the short side to show the thighs.
I showed him the bathroom so he can change freely, and he said he will in a bit. After a few swings and chugging the drink he took his bathing shorts and went to change and I changed quickly then I made us both two new drinks to drink while we're at the pool.
He came out from the bathroom with the bathing suit one and I was admiring his legs and feet. They were muscular and I've always had a thing for feet and his looked perfect. He had his tshirt still on and he came walking straight towards me, while i held both drinks in my hand. He took his shirt off, and my jaw dropped from the scene.
His chest was nicely toned, pecs and 6 pacs with a V line heading down to his crotch area. He was smooth, armpits fully shaved and his body was instagram material and If it was a different scenario, i would've wanted to explore every inch of his body with my hands and lips.
He took a swing and said " you're gonna swim with your tshirt on?"
I smiled and said " I mean, I don't have a body like yours thats for sure"
He goes " who cares man"
I took my tshirt off after taking a swing from my drink. My body wasn't as toned as he was, but i did go to the gym. No 6 pacs but i had toned chest and arms.
We sat by the pool, legs in the water and carried on with our talk. He said " I never imagined that I'd be here one day with you by a pool drinking gin" Having him said that I remembered that our friendship has truly evolved and I know a lot about him at this point. Even though i've narrated this story quickly, but at this point it has been around 1.5 years since we've met the first time.
Then he mentioned how it has been around a year and a half since we've met and that i've truly been a great friend and big brother. I leaned in had my head on his shoulder and said that I love him so much (as a brother of course).
He then went back from being emotional to egotistical, laughed and said " but damn all those hours you say you spend at the gym and thats all you got" We both laughed and I said " Well some of us work and some are just attending school with a part time job so shut the fuck up"
During the conversation, our foot was touching now and then, he didn't move it away nor did I as they brushed together. I started getting aroused by that and I didn't want anything to happen so I said "lets dip in" and I went in first.
He followed me in, we kept talking and swimming and taking a few swings of drinks here and there. After a while i went to the edge of the pool and he swam right behind me, it was then that i felt his whole body on mine from behind as he was reaching for his glass, or so i thought. Instead he pulled me by hugging me and i could feel his whole body on mine, including a chub that was poking me from behind. Then held me in his arms trying to be goofy as if hes holding a baby while making fun of my height. I laughed and said " well its not the height size that matters big boy" he laughed and then started with his straight bro slang about his dick being so big which I ignored secretly afraid i'd get another boner.
This whole moment was arousing for me, from the touching, the holding feelings his body subtly as he was holding me. All of that just made me melt and get aroused that i was so turned on by it.
Things calmed down after that, we kept drinking and joking around after we got out of the pool, and i thought that the highlight of the night has gone.
Mohammad surprised me by saying " we didn't get a chance to go to a turkish bathhouse and we didn't get those massages you promised" I said " well one day we can go, and you'll get to be rubbed down and scrubbed by a 40 year old man who wants to get it over with"
He laughed then said " I think it would still be fun we should go sometime, just you and I"
I told him " well, usually i'm very uncomfortable having people i dont know personally give me a massage I feel, I always get excited for them then I sometimes become very tense"
He said " well we can go sometime, and If you're uncomfortable we don't make it a habbit, you know what? i can give a good massage and i'm more than happy to give you one"
I got turned on just listening to that statement and I wasn't sure if he was joking or just the alcohol talking. But I decided to play along and said " oh someone's talents are just coming to light" He said " well I wouldn't offer it if I didn't mean it, I never offered it to friends of mine, but you're more than a friend to me and if that would make you happy then it would make me happy"
I said " well I appreciate that man, I dont know how I would feel about you giving me a massage but I mean sure one day ill take you up on that offer"
He blurted " One day? No man, I can give you one right here. Just lay down on this pool chair"
He said it in a way that was commanding and rough, I mean I was turned on by that but didn't want to show it.
I said " Well its only fair to give you one after you're done giving me one then"
He said " No its alright, you don't have to thats not what i meant by that"
I teased and said " Well in that case I dont want one from you"
He goes " Man, just lay on the bed and let me work my magic on your back"
I happily obliged and laid there, not expecting much.
He stood by me, started to rub my back and shoulders. He was a bit tough to the touch but it felt like heaven at that point. I had a view of his feet in the meantime so i was not complaining not one bit.
Having a massage done with no lubricant or oil can be uncomfortable, but I did not want to say anything about it so this whole thing wouldn't turn sexual in any way. As I was thinking of that he asked " do you have any type of oil i can use, its not helping working my magic with dry to dry skin"
I said " well I do have in my room, let me go get it"
He said " well... can we do the massage in your room then? this pool bench is pretty low and my back might start to hurt after a while, maybe I can give you the massage in bed?"
I turned a bit red, my chub came back to life and I said so casually " Sure "
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This was the first time im sharing my stories and I do have a lot of straight guys interactions. This story goes to hotter and deeper events and currently its still going on till this very day. which is around 8 months after the first massage. Let me know what you guys think.
My name is Zain, I currently live in the middle east. I'm in my early 30's now but people always seems to be surprised when i tell them that, they usually assume that I'm 25, not sure if its my skin care routine or just good genes. I'm not a bad looking guy, usually from the compliments i get, standing at 5'6 so the term hot quickly switches to cute. I work in business, i manage a few and i own some. I have worked in the states for a majority of my time, and when i moved back to the middle east it was back in the closet, and my lifestyle was on the down low, which being born and raised here, i wasn't surprised nor too bothered by it.
My sexual experience started at a younger age with curious guys, and i do have to say, they were quite hot. let me know if you'd like me to share them at some point.
The story started when I was giving a course on entrepreneurship at a center that was funded by some organization and they asked me to share my expertise. I love teaching, and I usually always take interest in those who are truly trying to make a difference in their lives yet they need a true guidance and a mentor and a little push here and there. I always and completely separate my professional life from my personal life and even though a teacher student fantasy can be huge, I never slid in a students DM's trying to test the waters.
During the course, there was this one guy that caught my eye, i had to say he was handsome. Like cut out of a magazine cover handsome, and given that we do have an idea of the background of those students i was surprised why he was there. I didn't do much to get to know him better or see what his objective was from this course, the day came by itself during one session when i let everyone go for a break and he was the only one behind.
His name is Mohammad, I know typical Arab Boy name, he was 19 at the time and he was 5'9 stud, and truly handsome. Can't deny some butterflies when he talks to me but i kept my resting professional face at all times.
He approached me and said: " Hey, Mr. Zain, can i have a word with you?"
I was truly bothered since it was my coffee break as well and there was some juicy gossip that i wanted to be updated on, but then I turned around and smiled at this handsome stud.
"Sure what is going on?"
"I know its break time, but if you prefer to have coffee and a friendly talk we can do that. I'm sure those kids bother you"
I was trying no comprehend this older guy attitude talking to me, knowing that hes one of the kids as well.
" Well you're a kid too in that case, and this is a bother, but i will happily allow it this time"
" I didn't mean it like that, i was just trying to be funny"
I smirked and said " what can i do you for Mr. Mohammad"
He gestured his hand that we should walk out of the classroom and we did, stopped for coffee at the lounge area and went outdoors for a quick smoke.
" So?"
"Well long story short, my mother signed me up for this course, I didn't know what it entails and i didn't know why, but she said that there is no future for me just hanging out with my loser friends who are just about getting drunk and smoking up. It is fun, but then during your lectures and your classes I started reading more and being interested in actually waking up and finding a purpose"
I was a bit surprised, i didn't know thats what he was about to say. However, i said " You know there are no grades in this course, and whether you show up or not thats completely up to you, you don't have to butter me up for a better grade Mr. Mohammad"
" I know" he said, " But I wanted to come here and ask for your advice to what I should do in my life"
As he was smoking a cigarette and sipping coffee, i truly just wanted to advice him to open an only fans page and just take a shot at that, but then I remembered that he truly came for advice and somehow I wanted to believe him, with a slight hint that i might be signing up for more than i wish for.
We had a quick chat about what he wants to do in life, what his passion is, and what his goal is. I asked him to write 5 things he would go for and be within the next 5 years and then during our break the next day we can discuss further.
Break was over and i went back to class and finished my day, i kept thinking about him and how I wanted to try and not mix my emotions with the true intention of mentoring him.
So day in and day out the break time was our time, we talked about the future, his goals and what he wants. We looked into signing him up for college and looked at different universities, and planned that after this course he would sign up for a university and start his bachelors degree.
Part of me dug into his personal life, wanted to see if he is dating someone, which he wasn't because he wanted to focus on his life for now. He mentioned how he wants to get his driving license which he still did not get to, and that is pretty normal here to get it at a later age because not everyone can afford a car and no need for a license if you don't have a car anyway. I told him out of encouragement that if he did get his license i promised him we'd celebrate him. He even asked if drinks are involved, and i said ill think about it.
More conversations popped up here and there and one that i remember clearly was how my back was tense and how i told him i'm booking a massage at a turkish bath place, he got excited about which one he thinks is better and then said " we should go together" I flushed thinking about the scenery of the place, how its a hot room, while we're both shirtless getting massages and bathed and if I am honest it did turn me on a little bit thinking how we'll get to be together there. Then I shoved my feelings aside and said " I'll thinki about it. Well maybe that will be your reward if you get your license at some point". Then this became part of our inside jokes together where we randomly say to each other " Massage?"
Besides seeing him during the course every day, i had no interaction with him, no phones, no emails not even social media. Which i was very proud of since i didn't want any lines crossed in this professional relationship. Now how i felt late at night was completely different and i tried to stalk his social media, yet there was no luck there as well.
Once the course was over, which was a couple of months later, the students ceremony happened, and before leaving, he asked me if he can have my contact number because he didn't want to lose touch. I happily gave him my number, and asked him not to share it with anyone because i never ever do that.
Course ended, we only shared a few text here and there, he was telling me about his job, and asked for advice, which I happily helped.
He invited me to his workplace where he was working as a waiter at a restaurant, and I went to support and see him. We had a chat and thats where things got interesting, he said that he missed our talks and we should go meet up sometime to catch up. I agreed to be polite, thinking if it happens it happens.
A few days later I get a text from him.
"Hey, i'm off Wednesday if you'd like to grab a bite or a drink?"
I was thinking that a drink does sound good and i wouldn't really mind that. I texted back
"Sure that sounds good"
After agreeing on a place and all, we went to a local bar, had a couple of drinks, and we had our usual talks. He talked about work, and how hes the best person there and how no one knows how to work properly. He's always had a cocky personality, which grew on me a bit but at some point i was thinking how I'd just pay to have him shut the fuck up.
He told me the updates about university and how he will start classes in the fall, I was genuinely happy for him and felt proud that he actually went through the plan that we set together. He said the driving classes are going to be placed on hold since he doesn't have the money now to take them. Maybe it was the beers in me but i just blurted out "Well kiddo then the turkish bath will have to wait".
A few rounds later, we started deep talking and my lust took over and I started asking some risky questions. Thought the moment is right and i can just get to know him a bit better.
"So Mohammad, you've never mentioned the girls you hang out with, you usually tell me you talk to many of them but do you not see them or hang out or i don't know.. have fun with?"
He smiled and said " I don't go out with them much, the conversation is boring, some just want to get physical but its not always the thing that i want, and i'm bored of that game"
I was thinking how a 20 year old at this point is saying he is bored of sexual interactions with girls, Everyone knows your early 20s are filled with hormones and you just want to bang every opportunity you can get.
I asked " So you had sex before with girls? damn you're not so innocent"
Mind you that being in a conservative country, its not common that people have sex at a younger age, its still considered frowned upon.
He said " well not full sex, like i've done a few things here and there, made out with this girl who had huge tits, and she wanted to suck me off"
I giggled hearing him talking about sex in that depth for the first time
he continued " But she didn't give the best blow jobs and i ended up blowing my load allover her chest"
" Where was this" I asked. He said " At the bathroom stall at the mall"
I was shocked from the amount of confidence this kid had to do such a thing at a mall, which apparently the girl used to work there and she knew where to go and hide from cameras.
He asked me about my personal and sex life and i pretended to be a prude about it, that i'm a good guy and I dont go around fucking around with people. Honestly, that is the truth and I barely meet up anyone for a hookup or even friends with benefits. In the states i was exploring myself and I did have a sexual awakening at some point, yet I didn't go all the way with anyone, just with guys i've dated. Felt like it needs a certain type of connection to top or bottom with someone. I definetly did not share all of that part with him and i kept it hidden.
We left that night, i dropped him home and went straight home.
I kept thinking about his sex stories that he said, blowing his load on her tits, trying to do it anal with another girl and being his cocky self while underestimating his sex appeal and his handsome face. But All i could do is just wonder and fantasize in my head and i still found it not right to do anything or to approach or use my ways to get a straight guy to be curious somehow.
Time passed, and we both got busy with work and we probably exchanged texts a few times. He left his job and wanted to find another which I've used my connections to get him something better, and he was very grateful. I still consider him a younger brother, he is my mentee after all.
A month later i got a call from him, he said he was fired from his job and he was upset about it and he was scared that it would make me upset since I've used my connections to get him that job. I comforted him and told him not to worry about it. I called my friend that owns that establishment to understand what has happened and basically it went back to his ego being too big that he wouldn't want to listen to other employees and likes to do things himself.
I called him back a couple of days later to check on him, he was blabbing about work and he was angry that he was fired. He mentioned how his manager there got jealous of him every time a girl would want to talk to him or engage with him and he would embarrass him on the tables.
Something about that strong stud energy made me weak, and those feelings just come rushing into submission somehow like i want to be seduced by that energy and just worship it somehow.
I interrupted his monologue and asked him what he was doing, he said he is chilling at home, i said " I'm coming to pick you up to talk" he paused for a second and said " Alright"
luckily i was free that night, with no major plans. I had the house to myself (I live with my parents and it is a common thing here to live with your parents until you get married) and thought i could bring him over to my place.
We drove around town, we talked and i was advising him on how sometimes he shouldn't take things personally and managers sometime suck, but we need to look at the bigger picture somehow. After a while I told him if he would like to come over to my house since i have the house to myself. He agreed, smiled and said " You got drinks?"
I laughed and said "yes"
As we got to my house, made ourselves comfortable in the living room, we smoked on the porch and had some gin. It was a hot august night, the gin was kicking in and one conversation lead to another until i said " wanna go for a dip in the pool?"
He was completely shocked and hesitant and said " i am not sure, i don't even have my bathing suit" I said " I can give you one of mine" and I gave him one of mine that were a bit on the short side to show the thighs.
I showed him the bathroom so he can change freely, and he said he will in a bit. After a few swings and chugging the drink he took his bathing shorts and went to change and I changed quickly then I made us both two new drinks to drink while we're at the pool.
He came out from the bathroom with the bathing suit one and I was admiring his legs and feet. They were muscular and I've always had a thing for feet and his looked perfect. He had his tshirt still on and he came walking straight towards me, while i held both drinks in my hand. He took his shirt off, and my jaw dropped from the scene.
His chest was nicely toned, pecs and 6 pacs with a V line heading down to his crotch area. He was smooth, armpits fully shaved and his body was instagram material and If it was a different scenario, i would've wanted to explore every inch of his body with my hands and lips.
He took a swing and said " you're gonna swim with your tshirt on?"
I smiled and said " I mean, I don't have a body like yours thats for sure"
He goes " who cares man"
I took my tshirt off after taking a swing from my drink. My body wasn't as toned as he was, but i did go to the gym. No 6 pacs but i had toned chest and arms.
We sat by the pool, legs in the water and carried on with our talk. He said " I never imagined that I'd be here one day with you by a pool drinking gin" Having him said that I remembered that our friendship has truly evolved and I know a lot about him at this point. Even though i've narrated this story quickly, but at this point it has been around 1.5 years since we've met the first time.
Then he mentioned how it has been around a year and a half since we've met and that i've truly been a great friend and big brother. I leaned in had my head on his shoulder and said that I love him so much (as a brother of course).
He then went back from being emotional to egotistical, laughed and said " but damn all those hours you say you spend at the gym and thats all you got" We both laughed and I said " Well some of us work and some are just attending school with a part time job so shut the fuck up"
During the conversation, our foot was touching now and then, he didn't move it away nor did I as they brushed together. I started getting aroused by that and I didn't want anything to happen so I said "lets dip in" and I went in first.
He followed me in, we kept talking and swimming and taking a few swings of drinks here and there. After a while i went to the edge of the pool and he swam right behind me, it was then that i felt his whole body on mine from behind as he was reaching for his glass, or so i thought. Instead he pulled me by hugging me and i could feel his whole body on mine, including a chub that was poking me from behind. Then held me in his arms trying to be goofy as if hes holding a baby while making fun of my height. I laughed and said " well its not the height size that matters big boy" he laughed and then started with his straight bro slang about his dick being so big which I ignored secretly afraid i'd get another boner.
This whole moment was arousing for me, from the touching, the holding feelings his body subtly as he was holding me. All of that just made me melt and get aroused that i was so turned on by it.
Things calmed down after that, we kept drinking and joking around after we got out of the pool, and i thought that the highlight of the night has gone.
Mohammad surprised me by saying " we didn't get a chance to go to a turkish bathhouse and we didn't get those massages you promised" I said " well one day we can go, and you'll get to be rubbed down and scrubbed by a 40 year old man who wants to get it over with"
He laughed then said " I think it would still be fun we should go sometime, just you and I"
I told him " well, usually i'm very uncomfortable having people i dont know personally give me a massage I feel, I always get excited for them then I sometimes become very tense"
He said " well we can go sometime, and If you're uncomfortable we don't make it a habbit, you know what? i can give a good massage and i'm more than happy to give you one"
I got turned on just listening to that statement and I wasn't sure if he was joking or just the alcohol talking. But I decided to play along and said " oh someone's talents are just coming to light" He said " well I wouldn't offer it if I didn't mean it, I never offered it to friends of mine, but you're more than a friend to me and if that would make you happy then it would make me happy"
I said " well I appreciate that man, I dont know how I would feel about you giving me a massage but I mean sure one day ill take you up on that offer"
He blurted " One day? No man, I can give you one right here. Just lay down on this pool chair"
He said it in a way that was commanding and rough, I mean I was turned on by that but didn't want to show it.
I said " Well its only fair to give you one after you're done giving me one then"
He said " No its alright, you don't have to thats not what i meant by that"
I teased and said " Well in that case I dont want one from you"
He goes " Man, just lay on the bed and let me work my magic on your back"
I happily obliged and laid there, not expecting much.
He stood by me, started to rub my back and shoulders. He was a bit tough to the touch but it felt like heaven at that point. I had a view of his feet in the meantime so i was not complaining not one bit.
Having a massage done with no lubricant or oil can be uncomfortable, but I did not want to say anything about it so this whole thing wouldn't turn sexual in any way. As I was thinking of that he asked " do you have any type of oil i can use, its not helping working my magic with dry to dry skin"
I said " well I do have in my room, let me go get it"
He said " well... can we do the massage in your room then? this pool bench is pretty low and my back might start to hurt after a while, maybe I can give you the massage in bed?"
I turned a bit red, my chub came back to life and I said so casually " Sure "
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This was the first time im sharing my stories and I do have a lot of straight guys interactions. This story goes to hotter and deeper events and currently its still going on till this very day. which is around 8 months after the first massage. Let me know what you guys think.
