Shout-out to an awesome writer Tomass and his "Becoming His Girl"-story which was posted here almost 20 years ago. I was greatly inspired by that story and all the credit of the original idea goes to him.
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I was devastated. My girlfriend Wendy had just told me that she thought we should be seeing other people. Or even bluntly that she wanted to see other men. This completely shook me off the balance and in a haze I returned to my apartment. All I wanted was to be alone with my pain but my new roommate Dwight was there. He didn't know me that well yet but he could easily see that something was bothering me. I told him everything and even shed a tear on my lost. I felt so miserable. I was little surprised how well Dwight was able to comfort me. He even gave me a big bear hug. I did not see that coming since being this six foot three pro athlete type of a guy my first impression of him had been more of a tough guy.
He got me settled down and even promised to talk to my girlfriend about this whole issue. Maybe there was some way to salvage the relationship. I considered this a little of a long shot since Wendy and Dwight had seen each other only briefly couple of times but I was willing to grab any change of getting her back and Dwight ensured me that he really knows how to talk to women.
Next day he really did go and see her in this local coffee shop. I was eager to hear the news about how it went and when Dwight returned I immediately shoot him with a bundle of questions. He told me there were some good news and bad news. I decided to get the bad news first and he told me that Wendy still wanted to see other people and would not budge from her position. The good news on the other hand, and Dwight was smiling broadly when he told me this, was that she had agreed that the first person she would go to a date with would be Dwight himself.
I must say I was not expecting this to be the good news. Dwight was physically just about everything I was not. Tall alpha type of a guy with broad shoulders and manly but symmetric face. And thus in my opinion the absolute nightmare date for my Wendy. I blurted this all out to Dwight hysterically. He explained that I did not understand his idea. Since Wendy anyway wanted to date someone wouldn't it be better it was someone I knew and who could tell me how did it go. Maybe he could even make it a bad date and try to make Wendy see what a polite and nice guy I was. I still was not completely sure about this plan but there really was nothing else to do.
However at the day of their date it was Dwight who came to me with some concerns. He said that the matter was little delicate and wanted to talk about it in his room. He was in his boxer shorts and was selecting some clothes he would be wearing for the date with my girlfriend. Even though we did have quite relaxed atmosphere at our apartment and I had seen him half naked before now that there was this date with Wendy coming up I was not able to miss the fact that Dwight had and incredible body. The muscles were prominent and to my embarrassment I caught myself even glancing at his crotch which in my opinion looked really intimidating. I thought I could see the outlines of his cock and it definitely was completely different from mine. My cock did not even create a clear bulge to my underwear and was most often just pointing to some weird direction a little bit. His was bending downwards looking like a python trying to break out free from his stretched underpants. So it is safe to say I had serious doubts about this whole date thing.
But anyway Dwight proceeded to his topic. He told me that he hadn't had a date in couple of weeks since he had been so busy and his "friend with benefits" had been out of town so he was unfortunately feeling quite horny. And since Wendy was very attractive young woman he was starting to worry. What if things would get out of hands? What if he was not able to resist Wendy? This of course was my worst fear. But I was glad he had the decency to talk about it and thanked him for his honesty. I didn't have a clue on how to solve this problem but Dwight on the other hand told me that he has an idea if I am willing to keep an open mind. I told him that I would do anything if there was a solution to this problem.
But when Dwight suggested that we would watch porn together and I would give him a hand job I bursted out laughing. I thought he was pulling my leg. But then I saw in Dwight's face that he was dead serious. He even went further on and coped his balls and explained that those babies were just too full of cum and some release would be needed just to be safe. And now that I realized he was serious about it I stumbled in my words but told him that I do not think I was able to do it and that I was not gay or even bi-curious. He said I was talking nonsense and that I should consider it like a massage. Nothing gay about massages, right? I still considered it to be clearly gay but he added that in the end it would very well be the question about is it going to be me or Wendy stroking his cock tonight and that it would be completely up to me.
The thought of Wendy touching someone else's manhood sting inside of me so badly that with some doubts I complied. Dwight seemed happy or even eager and put some pornhub flick on. Then he without further ado removed his shorts and this big lump of meat came to my view. I must have stared since he grinned and commented "Impressive isn't it?". I was out of my words but quite soon we were sitting at his bed. Watching the porn. Dwight leaned back and took a comfortable position and I could see that his cock had started to grow. What are you waiting for asked he and made a significant look to me and then to his own genitalia.
The porn was about some short haired brunette housewife kissing with this black porn star in a kitchen. During the kissing her hands trailed to the actor's trousers and dug out a humongous hard cock. I must say the scene was very hot and caught in the moment I also moved my hand and took a tentative hold on Dwight's cock. And if it had looked big it felt even bigger in my hand. It was hard to imagine but his cock was over twice the size of mine. Both length and girth. And how heavy it felt. I was feeling some melancholic jealousy realizing that I could never compete with this sort of cock if that was what the girls appreciated.
I stroked his dick up and down and it was getting harder but Dwight was not completely satisfied with my efforts. So he started to give me instruction on how I should use both hands and also fondle his balls. As you may have guessed his balls were big and heavy as well. He wasn't lying when he told me that his balls felt awfully full. Because they sure did. I tried to be as clinical as possible with my stroking but have you ever tried to stroke your buddy's cock and balls with two hands while he is lying in his bed? I kind of had to some extent crouch over him from the side resulting in this position where his cock was pointing directly to my face. I did watch the porn but since Dwight did not see my face from his point of view I took some liberties in checking his cock thoroughly. The mushroom head of his cock was flexing bigger and I marveled at it's smoothness. And the size of the whole thing was also really something to wonder.
I guess I was doing better job since he started slowly undulating his hips. Kind of fucking my hand. And I also could see and even smell that some amount of precum was starting to wet the tip of his cock. I looked the porn and the milfy brunette had dropped to her knees and was now lovingly sucking the pornstud's member. I compared the cock in the video to Dwight's cock and they looked quite the same. It seemed impossible to fit such a huge tool to one's mouth but the brunette was doing it ever so skillfully. As if Dwight would be reading my mind he whispered with deep and horny voice that what if Wendy would offer him a blowjob instead of a hand job. Seeing this perfect blowjob on the screen he probably would not be able to resist such offer if he haven't gotten one himself in few weeks.
I saw where he was going with this. And the same reasoning applied with the blowjob than with the handjob. I truly believed at that moment that it would be I or Wendy doing this tonight. And I closed my eyes and opened my mouth and with a little upwards thrust from his hips Dwight's cock found it's target and was penetrating past my lips. "Watch the teeth" he grimaced and I somehow had to unhinge my jaw to make room for the intruder. I was completely clueless on how to do it but started to move my lips up and down on the head of his shaft. He moaned and apparently he was pleased with my efforts. I tried to cover as much as possible with my lips and tongue since he had already warned me about letting my teeth to hit his flesh.
Quite soon my neck and upper back was becoming really tired since I was crouching towards him from the side. When I told he about this he just maneuvered me to the lower end of the bed so that I was facing him between his legs. So now this was becoming a serious blowjob and not just fooling around. I couldn't even see the straight porn anymore so I was having very mixed emotions having his member in my mouth and watching his upper body from an angle I have not ever seen before. He had these curly black pubic hair that reached all the way to his navel and I thought that girls must find those very erotic.