(I'm a non-native new writer, just want to share a silly idea I had that turned into a short story. Please let me know if you enjoyed it and want to see more, thanks for reading.)
Chapter 1
As a 26-year-old single guy, l enjoyed masturbating like most others at my age. After all, what other ways can relieve stress better than jerking out a satisfying load? I also considered myself pretty good at it. Sure, some guys would argue a blowjob is the real deal when it comes to sexual satisfaction, but I'm always fascinated by hands more than a wet mouth or a tight ass. The hand is an amazing organ, with its five independent digits, they can work over a penis' every inch in so many ways.
Rubbing, pinching, scratching, the possibilities are what makes a handjob versatile and so much fun. No matter how good someone blew or rode me, it was always a pair of capable hands that could give me the kind of pleasure that no other thing could.
It was a typical morning. With nothing better to do, I was jerking off at my small apartment as usual after a sleepless night. I had the whole day off from work and decided to spend it in the most pleasurable way possible. As I was lying in bed, stroking my hardening shaft up and down with my eyes closed, I suddenly jumped when a voice spoke out of nowhere.
"Looks like you're enjoying yourself there, buddy."
"What the fuck!?" I yelped while turning my head from one side to another. "Who's that!?"
"I'm right here, man."
I was shocked to find a naked man beside me. He's an incredibly sexy man, with a handsome chiseled face and a Greek God-like body. Except his skin was blue and he was floating in the air. The 'man' gave me a smirk, and it took my brain a few more seconds to react.
"Who... What the hell are you!?" I yelled while covering my rigid dick with a nearby blanket.
"Hey, there's no need to panic, man! I'm a genie! You can call me John, by the way."
He said, flashing me a grin and a thumb up while looking down at my naked form in mid-air. I was too dumbfounded to reply, so I just kept staring at him with a blank look. He seemed to realize my brain had short-circuited, so he kept talking without waiting for my response.
"Hey there, Scott. Nice to meet you, man! As you could probably tell, I'm a genie and I'm here to make your dreams come true!" He said with a wink, still floating in mid-air no matter how many times I blinked.
I looked past the man and saw the antique lamp on the shelf I bought a few days ago. I just thought it looked cool and would make a nice decorative piece in my room. Now a damn genie had popped out of it?
"My dreams...?" I asked while still looking at him suspiciously. Maybe I was dreaming about this whole thing, I did have a few drinks last night... But the genie, John, continued as he floated close to my face, and I could vividly feel his breath on my face.
"Yup, your deepest darkest desire. You love jerking off, Scott. But you're not satisfied with jerking yourself. You want to feel others' hands on you and get other men off as well. Isn't that right?" The genie's voice suddenly became low and took on a dark tone, the glint in his eyes changing from playful to dangerous in an instant.
"How do you know that!?" I was shocked, suddenly feeling exposed and threatened.
"I know everything about you. Your passion and desire are what drew me out of the lamp."
I still was not sure if it was a dream or not, but I couldn't deny the truth. This genie guy was right, I did always fantasize about having someone getting me off with their hands. But more than that, I want to feel another man's cock in my hand, stroking it until he cums uncontrollably, watching him moan and writhe with pleasure that my hands gave him.
"But, what can you do anyway? I mean, I'm a socially awkward guy, in case you don't know. And like, I'm not ugly, but not attractive enough to..." I started rambling, but the genie cut me off with a finger pressed to my lips.
"Well, let's say I can grant you powers to get any guy off as long as you wish."
I couldn't help but blush at the gesture. The feeling of his finger on my face was so real, maybe this wasn't a dream. But the situation was still too absurd for me to comprehend.
"Powers? Like what? Why me anyway?"
I asked skeptically. The genie chuckled as he circled me in the air like he was a fairy in a Disney movie instead of a hunky blue man.
"First of all, I'm a sex genie, sexual energy is what I feed on. And I specialize in the art of handjobs. I could sense your passion in it, which means we'll make a great pair. I can grant you my powers, and the more guys you jerk off and the harder you make them blow their loads with your hands, the more powerful we'll become." He said before flicking his forefinger on my forehead, making me yelp. "And no, you aren't dreaming, man."
I stared at the genie, John, as the words slowly sank in. I've kinda given up on trying to make sense of the situation, but the idea was hot. Hotter than anything that's happened in my boring life so far. "So what exactly are these powers?" I asked.
John grinned. "Oh, lots of things. But before I can let you in on the details, you need to make the decision first, Scott. We need to make a contract and don't worry, I'm not a demon and won't steal your soul or anything." The blue-skinned man grinned, still floating casually before me. He stared at me expectantly, his blue eyes shining and shimmering with a faint mysterious light.
I stared blankly at the man for about 5 seconds before my mouth moved on its own.
"Uh, what the hell. Okay, sure."
The genie grinned, the glow in his blue eyes burning brighter for a second as he extended his hand toward me.
"Fantastic. Then let's sign the contract, Scott."
I thought we're gonna shake hands, but he reached down and suddenly grabbed my half-hard dick in his blue hand, drawing a surprised gasp from me.
"Wait, what are you doing?!"
"Signing the contract, of course, man."
He squeezed my shaft a little, sending jolts of pleasure down my spine. He started pumping my hardening cock up and down without wasting time. His hand was slick and wet for some unknown reason, and his grip was firm with just the right amount of pressure.
"Uhnnn, god, that feels good." I moaned, closing my eyes as my body began to relax into the touch. My cock grew hard and rigid at an alarming speed. John smiled at my 7-inch uncut erection throbbing in his hand and continued the slow stroking. "That's it. Enjoy it, Scott. Relax, I've got you. Let me show you a few of my abilities."
John's hands were now glowing in a faint blue light, and I suddenly felt every nerve endings in my dick come alive. His hand slid over my whole length smoothly, massaging the throbbing shaft, then rubbing the sensitive spot right under the head, and finally gliding across the smooth tip, before going back down to the base.
The skill and fluidity in his handjob was like nothing I've ever felt before. I was moaning and writhing on the bed as he expertly rubbed and jerked me, driving me crazy with pleasure. After just a few seconds, I was reduced to a panting and shivering mess as the man pumped my throbbing cock expertly. Suddenly, my balls drew up and an orgasm hit me hard, sending waves of ecstasy crashing through my body. I let out a loud moan, my toes curled as my seed spurted into his stroking hand, shooting out in long thick ropes.
"Aah, fuck yes!" I moaned and writhed as he jerked me through the orgasm, which seemed to last way longer than usual.
"There we go. It's done, Scott. Our contract is now complete."
My cock was still throbbing as the last drop of cum dribbled out from the slit. John then raised his palm in front of my face, showing the puddle of white gooey mess covering his hand. I watched in amazement as the creamy jizz seemed to glow, before being absorbed into his palm.
"Your semen is now the sign of our contract, Scott. From this moment onwards, your wish is my command. I shall serve you for as long as you live."
John said as he licked his hand clean. His eyes were glowing in bright blue and his whole body seemed to glow and shine, the blue pupils filled with power and lust.
"You taste good, Scott." He grinned, "I'm excited to start our journey together. Master."
"Woah." That was all I said when I could speak again. The orgasm John jerked out of me was incredible, I could still feel the pleasure tingling in my body.
"I must say, Scott. Your jizz is very potent. You will do well." The genie praised, his eyes roaming over my body in appreciation. I blushed and nodded. John was handsome as hell, I would totally fall for him if he wasn't... well, blue.
"So... what now?" I asked after I caught my breath.
John grinned and snapped his fingers, and a scroll appeared in mid-air beside him.
"This is a list of your powers and abilities. But as you can see, most of them are blank for now. That's because you'll need to gain EXP to unlock more of them." John said with a smug look.
"...Huh?"
The genie seemed simultaneously amused and annoyed by my reaction.
"Yeah, man. Experience Points! Like those video game thing you mortals in this generation seem to love? You'll have to jerk guys off to gain EXP, and once you've got enough, you'll level up and unlock more abilities. Man, you really can't appreciate the effort I put into adjusting to your era."
After a floating blue guy jerked me off out of nowhere, I'd stopped questioning whatever the genie said, so I just went along with it. After all, seemed like he was the one who made the rule in this whole thing.
