The Handjob (M/F)

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My name is Anna, I've been with Adam for 3 years. We met during a tri-althalon, I wound up following him for miles, just watching his strong back, powerful thighs and tight little ass, muscle along the miles. When we hooked up later that day, both exhausted, I was so aroused and wet from watching him that my orgasm was mind blowing: Powerful, muscular, sweaty and intense. We were a couple after that. Recently, Adam hurt his lower back and was essentially on bed-rest for a few weeks. He was always horny, but with his upper torso essentially immobilized, fucking became almost a chore...he laid there on his back, and I tried to take on the effort myself. I never realized how much work he was doing, I guess, since without him actively participating I frequently wore myself out with little to show for it. Adam had a hard time getting off too, and his frustration spilled over to me, I became tense and stressed, and failed to climax often.

Well, about two weeks of this and when I approached Adam for a quick fuck before bed, he (for the first time) said he was sleepy and went to bed alone. Frustrated, I stayed up for a little while reading the news web sites, and noticed the wireless router was showing a lot of activity. Silently, I went to our bedroom door and listened....I could faintly hear the sounds of fucking and very vocal female demanding that multiple guys all fuck her at once. Adam had obviously surfed to a porn site on his phone and was jerking off to it.


At first I was hurt; I guess I thought his cock was really mine, for my use only. I know that sounds silly when I say it out loud, but I was angry that he was playing with himself when I was right here, and willing, and wet. After a moment, I realized how jealous that sounded, even in my head. Adam had a huge cock, when he was soft it was thick, heavy and I loved the way it bounced when he moved. I could watch him walk naked for hours, and in fact would often chase him around the house and pull his short off, claiming I was doing laundry. When it was hard, the smooth mushroom head poked out from his foreskin like a Christmas present only partly unwrapped. It stood out deliciously straight from his flat stomach, a delicate blond treasure trail leading from his pecs down to the top of his dick. Adam was very blond, his body covered with a fine layer of almost invisible hair, his golden skin bulging with well defined muscles. I think I was in love with his penis before I loved him, the first night when I wrapped both hands around it and sucked the tasty head into my mouth hungrily.


Now, here he was jerking off by himself. I heard his breathing get heavier and he made grunting noises like a weightlifter, and I knew he was close. Slowly, I peeked around the corner and watched as he stroked his hard cock slowly in the dim blue glow of his smartphone, propped up on a nightstand nearby. He was gripping his shaft with one hand, his head propped up with the other, his strokes were long and traveled from the thick base all the way up to his swollen mushroom head. I could just make out his foreskin exposing and then covering the slick, glistening head with each stroke. Once in a while, I saw him trace a lube-covered finger down around his balls and perineum, then circle his tight hole and push itself inside. I watched him masturbate. Just for himself, no pressure, no performance. No secrets.


I couldn't help myself, I started stroking my we pussy along with him, but careful no to give myself away. I was struck at his unhurried pace, focused only on giving himself pleasure, and how differently he seemed to be doing things that when he was with me.
 
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Within a few strokes, he rocked his head back and grunted, spurt after spurt of hot sticky cum shot from the head of his ridged cock and arced through the air to land on his face, neck and chest. Spurt after spurt, I lost count because the sight of Adam cuming was sending me over the edge. I clenched my jaw to keep from uttering a sound, as intense orgasmic waves shook my body. Weak kneed, I looked up to see Adam rubbing his hot load into his skin, his pecs, down his legs, and across his own face, he even licked his fingers, before turning the phone off and closing his eyes. It was the most intense orgasm I've ever seen him have. Certainly, more than anyone I'd been able to give him.


Shocked, I started thinking about the times we'd had sex before: Adam never came from my sucking his cock, or stroking him off, only from fucking my tight pussy. I came to the realization that I wasn't the one getting him off, that I knew almost nothing about what he liked, how he needed to be touched, aroused, and how to please him. I resolved to change that.


The next morning was Saturday, Adam usually woke up and showered before I did, but today I made a point of getting up early. I showered and returned to the bedroom just as he was opening his eyes..I sat next to him on the four-poster bed and smiled, slowly reaching my hand under the sheets to grip his sleep-hardened cock. Adam looked surprised, but let me continue slowly stroking it.


“Today, I need you to take a long, hot bath” I started, “and I'll help you.” I helped as his nude form stiffly made his way to the hot bath I had already run. I helped him into it, slowly, and let his skin adjust to the heat as he sank into the water up to his chin. Carefully, I rubbed his body with a mild soap and a soft hand towel, starting from his neck and working my way down his back and chest, to his waist, then starting again from his toes, legs, and abdomen. He relaxed and let me move and adjust his body gently, as I washed every square inch. Smiling, I reached into the hot water and lathered up his hard penis, his sack and then I ran my soapy fingers down his taint and across his puckered hole. I had never touched him there before, and it made him gasp and tighten up. “Relax” I cooed, and continued to gently rub his perineum and balls sack, he responded by spreading his legs slightly and allowed me access to his pucker again. I let my fingers linger there, applying gentile pressure in a circular motion until I felt his sphincter muscles relax and allow my fingers to enter. Adam gasped, but then smiled and let me continue.


The hot water had lost it's edge, so I helped Adam up and wrapped his clean, pink body in a bath towel, and led him back to the bed. I helped him lay down, but at the foot of the bed. He looked at me questioningly, and I responded with: “Trust me. I want to learn your body, how to turn you on, and get you off.” Adam gave a tiny shrug and leaned back. Earlier, I had attached two satin scarves to the posts of our bed, and now I used each one to tie Adams legs up and apart, as if he were in a sling. This provided me full access to his genital area while also taking the pressure of his lower back. He was fully and completely exposed, vulnerable. I pulled up a chair and sat down, taking a long look at the man laying before me from a whole new angle. Like I said before, his powerful legs were lean, sinewy, and his golden skin tight. A fine layer of almost invisible hair covered his body, but thickened into a tiny tuft of pubic hair right over his cock. His softening, but thick penis and balls were pink from the hot bath, the skin on his penis almost transparent, showing faint blue veins and thick arteries that throbbed with his pulse. I watched as his balls rolled around his sack as it adjusted to the cooler air temperature now. His balls hung low in their mostly hairless sack. I lifted them gently to see a faint line from the sack to his pink anus, recently cleaned and dried.


I ran my fingertips gently up the inside of his thighs, and observed his cock respond to the stimulation. I repeated that motion, each time moving closer to his balls and taint. I made sure to move slowly, gently, teasing the sensation from his soft skin. Then, I touched his balls, gently rolling them around and letting my nails trace soft lines across and down his sack. I could not resist but moved my face to cuddle inside his thighs, his soft sack skin against my cheeks, his semi-hard shaft pushing against my forehead. I breathed in his scent deeply, a mixture of water, soap and his clean fresh musk. I hefted his penis, his foreskin completely covering the head, and rubbed it all over my face and lips. I was sorely tempted to take it into my mouth, suck him hard back into an erection, and fuck him raw, but then I collected myself and moved back, watching his hardness pulse and swell with need, then soften slightly and fall against his abdomen, now trailing a silvery thin line of precum. Adam moaned and twisted in the restraints, and I knew that my efforts were making him as hot as they were me. “Adam” I said, “I need you to tell me exactly how you feel, exactly how hot I'm making you”. He grunted and said “Pretty hot”, but that was not enough. I gripped his cock, feeling the heft and thickness of it, and then slowly pulled his foreskin back, exposing his precum covered glans. “Adam, how does that feel?” I asked. “Great” he said. “No Adam, tell me what I did, and how you like it.” I said. “You grabbed my co cock and it feels good.” he said. “In more detail, I need to know what you feel” I insisted. Adam relented. “Your using you hand to squeeze my cock, pulling the foreskin back and letting it slide over my head again.” he said. I tugged his foreskin back completely, slowly, and let it slide forward again, like I watched him do the other night. I repeated it, again and again, each time slowly like before. “Adam?” I prompted. “You're jacking me off” he said. I stopped, abruptly, and waited, holding my breath.. Adam sighed and said “I feel your hot hand on my cock, stroking my tight foreskin up and down, it feels great. Just like that”. I exhaled. Then, Adam surprised me by saying “I feel your hot breath on my balls and across my ass, it feels incredible.” “Do you want more?” I asked. “Yes, I want more.” he replied. “I want you to lick and nibble on my balls”. I eagerly obliged. I pressed my tongue to his smooth ball sack and licked across, feeling first one and then the other ball roll away from my tongue. I licked up the side of his thigh and up to the underside of his cock at the base, feeling his squirm and whisper “Yes, like that”. I repeated my attentions down the other side, taking a long time under his sack to poke and prod, licking the dripping saliva back into my mouth. Then, Adam said “I can feel your hot breath on my asshole.” I stopped what I was doing and looked at his exposed but. Then, I remembered the other night when I watched him masturbate; he was fingering himself and even inserting a knuckle into his bum. I looked at his tight pink hole, clenched tight. I breathed on him, and he responded by squirming and moaning softly. I ran my tongue from his sack to the rim of his hole, this caused him to gasp and jump. “Adam?” I asked. I needed to hear him say it. “I want to feel you there...” he whispered. I hesitated. He was pink, and clean, I spit on my finger and ran a circle around his ring. Adam gasped again and said “Yes!” I reached one hand up, and was surprised to feel his cock had become rock-hard, sticking straight out from his body and throbbing against his stomach, I took it in my hand lightly to find it was covered in preum, as was his belly.
I licked up one side of his rim, up his taint and to his sack. His cock pulsed in my hand and I felt a jet of precum shoot out the tip. I wet my tongue and licked up from the tight pink rim to his perineum again, and was again rewarded with a gasp, a pulse and a hot jet of fresh precum. I ran my other hand along his cock and covered my fingers with his clear slippery fluid, then moved it down to run into his taint and pucker. He moaned and writhed, his cock pulsing and more precum came pulsing out. I pushed a slick finger in, then slowly and rhythmically moved in and out in time with my stroking his cock. Adam bucked and groaned, his hips moving involuntarily in a fucking motion. “Oh god I'm so close!” he cried, “Finish me off, please!” I removed my finger from his relaxing and clenching hole, and roughly licked his pucked and then pushed my tongue as deep into him as I could, using my hands to pull his hips into my face. Adam almost screamed, his sounds were wordless and desperate now. I felt his taint pulse and throb against my face, and I knew he was pas the point of no return. I roughly mouthed his taint, then his balls, then shaft, and up to his throbbing cock, following the path of his hot, thick cum, until I reached his monster head. Wary of my teeth, I stuffed it into my mouth and sucked hard, my lips sealed around his corona and my fist pumping his shaft. I felt the first jets hit the roof of my mouth, quickly filling me to capacity, faster than I could swallow. I pulled his cock out of my mouth, but kept pumping it and let the jets of cum cover his chest and up to his face. I lost count of how many spurts pumped from his cock, but eventually they slowed down to a dribble and he put his hand over mine, and squeezed tightly. He was breathing heavily, and I was afraid he had passed out, so I leaned over and game him a cum-ful kiss, deeply, and long. He kissed me back, savoring the salty taste of his own cum. “That, was a hand job!” he said.