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My name is Daniel and when I was 18, I broke my collar bone while riding my bike. I was put in a sling for 6 weeks so I wasn’t able to use either of my arms for anything much at all. One night, a week and a half after my injury, I was up late texting Darryl, which is where it all started.

“So you can’t even use your arms at all? For anything?”

“Not really. It hurts too much.”

“Damn that sucks. When’s the last time you jacked off?”

Strangely, even him asking the question turns me on. “Haha I’m not answering that.” Maybe it really has been too long

“Come on, I’m just curious. How long has it been?”

“...Two weeks. What about you?”

“You must be miserable. No release for two entire weeks. I couldn’t go that long. Anyways, do you wanna come to my house tomorrow? My parents won’t be home all day so we can do whatever.” Whatever? I know what I want to do with him. He’s so hot although I could never do anything with him.

“Sure I’d love to hang out, but don’t go changing the subject. When was your last time?”

“Honest answer?”

“Yeah, because now I’m curious.”

“Haha well um... I’m kinda doing it right now.”

“Really?? Well then I’ll give you some time to take care of that haha talk to you tomorrow.” Turning off my phone, I couldn’t help but think about him getting off. From what I’ve seen in the locker room he must be at least 7 inches. I’d love to see that up close, although I don’t have a chance with him.

*****

I wake up at 10:30 and decide to start heading over to his house. I don’t have anything better to do and I’m excited to spend the day with him.

I got to his door and knocked three times. I wait a minute, and I’m getting cold in my shorts and tank top. I knock again. Finally I hear him walking towards the door and open it just a crack. “Oh hey Daniel. Sorry to keep you waiting.” He closes the door and I hear the chain slide off and he opens it again. “Come on in.”

The first thing I notice is he’s standing there in just his boxers. I can’t help but stare at his toned thighs and his subtle 6 pack. I look up and ask “I didn’t wake you, did I?”

“What? Oh no, you didn’t. When I’m alone around the house I just stay in my underwear. Although I should probably go change.” He starts heading toward his room and I watch his ass as it moves in his boxers, and my eyes creep down his hairy legs, as well as checking out his shoulders. Damn he’s hot.

“How often are you home alone?” I ask, trying to make conversation and trying to keep myself from staring too much.

He turns around and I look away trying to act like I wasn’t staring. “Most days recently. My mom and Dad both started working day shifts. Anyways, I’ll be out in just a minute. Feel free to make yourself at home.”

I watch him as he walks into his bedroom but doesn’t close his door all the way. I stare through the crack and can’t just barely see him, back facing me, as he slowly slides his boxers down, like he’s giving me a show. I can already feel my dick stirring in my pants, but I adjust my sling to cover as much as possible. He leaves my view and i hear him rummaging through a drawer, so I quickly take a seat on the couch so he doesn’t catch me staring.

I hear his door swing open and my mouth practically drops open as he walks out wearing nothing but some compressional underwear. “I uh,” I force myself to swallow, “I thought you said you were getting dresssed.”

“Oh no I was just getting changed. I was still in my underwear from last night.” He walks over to the couch and sits next to me, a little too close to be unintentional. He looks over and seems to see my discomfort. “Is that okay with you?”

“Um yeah it’s cool I guess.” I try not to look at the bulge at the front of his underwear. “It’s pretty hot here anyways.”

“Well, you know, I said make yourself comfortable. Go ahead and strip down if you want. I’ll feel better if I wasn’t the only one haha.”

“I would, but it’s kinda difficult to get dressed and undressed with the sling. I can’t move my arms enough”

“Well here, let me help you.” HELP ME UNDRESS?!?!?!

“Okay thanks.” We stand up and I slowly take my sling off from around my shoulders as to not hurt myself, giving him the ability to remove my tank top. He puts his hands at the bottom of my shirt, slowly reaches inside and begins to pull it off, his fingers brushing my nipples on the way up, making me shiver. He carefully pulls it over my head, and tosses it to the couch.

“I think I can get my shorts,” I say, not wanting him to see the obvious boner I’m sporting. As I struggle to pull them down, he moves over quickly and says “don’t strain yourself, let me do it. He gets down on his knees, eye level with my crotch and must see the raging boner I now have. He puts his fingers in the waistband of my pants and then underwear, and before I can say anything he begins to, unknowingly, pull them both off. Suddenly, my dick pops out and hits him in the face.

He freaks out and says “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry,” and quickly pulls my underwear back up, fingers rubbing against my dick as he does, making me even harder. “I’m so embarrassed, I didn’t mean to do that,” he says. Here, let me make it fair. I’ve seen yours, I’ll show you mine.

“No, no, really it’s okay man,” I say. “You don’t have to do that.” But inside I’m screaming and dying to see the monster that’s growing even bigger in his underwear. Suddenly, I get an idea. “Well actually, if you really want to make it fair...” “Yeah?” He asks.

“Let me take them off. You stripped me so it only makes sense for me to strip you,” I say, my dick throbbing.

“Okay, yeah that makes sense. Go ahead.” I get on my knees and put my fingers in his waistband, reach under, and slowly pull them down until his 9 inch cock pops out right in front of me. I can’t help but stare at his huge incredible cock and his long curly pubes. After realizing I had been looking too long I pull them back up for him. “Hey Daniel... can I ask you something?”

“Yeah go ahead.”

“Well you said you hadn’t been able to jack off for a few weeks... right?” Slowly I nod my head, not ready for what was to come next. “Well I can clearly see you’ve got a boner and I was wondering if you’d like me to help with that.”

“Um I guess. I mean yeah yes please that would be amazing.” Without another word he’s on his knees in front of me, yanking my underwear down. He slowly jacks it off and I already feel close to cumming. Suddenly he stops and I’m about to ask why when I feel his hot mouth close over my dick and I’m on cloud 9. My first blow job and it is the best thing I’ve ever felt. Within a minute he is already able to take all of my 8 inches and his tongue swirls around the head of my dick.

“Ooooooh my fucking goooood that’s amazing.” I can feel my climax approaching and I try to warn him. “Darryl you better stop. I’m about to cum.” He keeps bobbing up and down on my head so I grab his head and push it down on my cock as I suddenly shoot my load down his throat, and I can feel him swallowing it all then licking my dick clean. “That was fucking incredible. If there’s anything I can do for you, please let me know.”

He stands up and says “you can get on your knees and help me the same way I just helped you.”

“I thought you’d never ask.”