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Manly Persuasion: A True Tale of Straight Seduction
by Javier Torres (javier.torres.sr@gmail.com)

***

A straight man shares a true story of how he was 
seduced by a gay friend. (MM)

***

PART 1 of 5

A cool stream of air blew across the back of my neck. 
Seconds later, his lips were close to my ear.

"Are you ready?"

I didn't answer.

"Are you sure you want it?"

Was I sure? I mean... WAS I sure? Time seemed to stop 
as a million cascading thoughts swirled through my 
head. Fuck, what was I doing?

I could feel the weight of his body on mine, his cock 
wedged in my ass crack. This was a helluva time to be 
questioning whether I wanted to get fucked.

Slowly, I nodded my head.

"Yeah. Yeah, I want it."

I couldn't see his face, but I knew he was smiling.

"I'll go slow... I promise."

I moaned as he started sucking my ear lobe. He seemed 
to know just how to press my buttons and get what he 
wanted from me. I could feel the resistance draining 
from me and I knew the time had come.

"Just relax. You're gonna feel something you've never 
felt before."

I was ready. At least... I thought I was ready...

***

"C'mon, Javier! Pump it, man!"

I was struggling to get the last rep of the bench 
press. I was benching 325 for the first time and it 
was fucking tough. For a moment, I thought I'd have to 
have help. But with a loud grunt and second blast of 
energy, I pushed the bar up and on to the holder.

Jeff leaned down and slapped me on the chest.

"You see? I TOLD you, you could do it!"

I grinned and got up off the bench. Jeff smiled back, 
saying "Man, you can really make your pecs and biceps 
explode when you lift! I wish I could do that."

That's what I liked about Jeff. He was always 
supportive, without a trace of jealousy or 
disappointment. Always telling me that I was better at 
things than him in the gym.

I don't necessarily think he was right, but I did take 
my gym seriously. I was 31, 5'11", with 200 pounds of 
tight muscle. Add in the fact that I'm from Venezuela 
and proud of my latin heritage. Maybe a little cocky 
every now and then, but never like that with Jeff. The 
ladies liked my masculine style, so you could say 
pussy was what I fucked and not how I acted.

I'd met Jeff at the gym a while back when he was on 
the weights next to me and offered to spot me. Over 
time we became friends and I got used to his comments 
and compliments. At 37, he was older than me but 
didn't look it. He was the same height as me, not as 
muscular, but in very good shape. He was a good 
looking man, although being straight, I don't know if 
I had any particular thoughts on what made a man good 
looking. 

I just know I didn't think he was ugly and that a lot 
of women would probably think he was good looking. I 
will say though that I wasn't absolutely positive that 
Jeff was into women. He never mentioned a girlfriend, 
never really talked about his personal life at all. 
And frankly, he didn't LOOK gay. I just took him at 
face value and enjoyed his friendship. He seemed like 
an alright guy and we got along great.

As we moved over to the cardio machines, I started 
rubbing my shoulder.

"What's wrong?" Jeff asked.

"Don't know. I may have strained my shoulder in that 
last set."

"Really? Let me take a look." He reached out his hand.

I stopped, getting a little nervous about another man 
touching me in front of everyone at the gym.

"Nah, that's okay, Jeff."

Jeff made a face and said, "Javier, c'mon. It's no big 
deal. I just wanna make sure you're not hurt."

I thought about it for a moment. He was right, it 
wasn't a big deal. I nodded and said, "Okay, man. Go 
ahead."

Jeff reached out and started gently probing my 
shoulder and neck. As his fingers slid carefully over 
the muscle, I felt a slight pain as he squeezed the 
area near my shoulder. I guess he could feel me react 
because he asked, "It hurts there?"

"Yeah. A little."

He moved closer and kept probing. The pain got a 
little stronger. All of a sudden, I had a funny 
feeling in the pit of my stomach and it spread slowly 
through my body. As the feeling spread, I was 
unprepared for what happened next. It was totally... I 
mean totally... unexpected.

I could feel my cock getting a little hard. I wasn't 
throwing a complete bone but I could feel it start to 
swell. I was shocked but didn't move so as not to draw 
attention to it.

Jeff didn't seem to notice anything and kept running 
his hands gently over my shoulder... probing. The pain 
was stronger now and I could definitely feel it. I 
groaned and Jeff smiled.

"Yeah, looks like you may have twisted your shoulder."

I gently pulled away from Jeff. Mainly to hide my 
reaction but also to stop his touching. It felt 
strangely erotic and I was embarrassed.

"Thanks, man. I'll put some heat on it later."

Jeff kept smiling at me as we started walking again to 
the cardio machines.

"Javier, why don't you let me give you a massage? I've 
studied massage therapy and it would help your 
shoulder heal faster."

I grinned. "Nah, that's okay, man. I appreciate it, 
but... well... frankly this isn't exactly the place to 
get a massage."

We stepped on the elliptical trainers and Jeff said, 
"Oh, I know that, Javier. I was thinking we could go 
to my house and I'd do it there. More privacy."

I thought about it for a moment.

"I don't know, Jeff. I mean, I'm sure it will be fine 
if I just put heat on it tonight and watch what I do." 

Jeff laughed and said, "Dude, of course you can do 
that. But massage therapy actually helps heal your 
injuries faster. You don't want to have to knock off 
training for a while so it heals, do ya?"

"Well no, but..."

"No buts, man. C'mon, just a simple massage and I 
promise you; your shoulder will feel a helluva lot 
better and heal a damn site faster."

I kept jogging on the elliptical trainer and thought 
about Jeff's offer. While I appreciated his 
willingness to help me, I kept thinking about what 
happened to me earlier when he touched me. It was 
almost as if... I enjoyed it. It was a feeling I had 
not experienced before and I was not sure how I felt 
about it.

We kept doing our cardio and didn't say much for the 
next 30 minutes. He was watching the TV while jogging 
and would toss out a smart ass comment every now and 
then. I wasn't paying much attention, since my 
shoulder was hurting more and I didn't really feel 
like talking. Our cardio session finally came to an 
end.

As we got off the machines, Jeff said, "So how about 
it, Javier? Up for that massage?"

The pain wasn't overwhelming, but it was enough to 
convince me. "Sure, Jeff. If you don't think it's too 
much trouble."

"No trouble at all, man! I enjoy giving massages. I 
think you'll enjoy me giving them too.".. and smiled.

I smiled back and hoped he was right. I also wondered 
if the feeling I had earlier would return. Oddly, the 
thought that it might didn't seem to bother me that 
much.

***

"Wow, man! This is a nice house!"

"Thank you. Jason and I spent a lot of time in 
designing it."

"Jason? Who's Jason?"

Jeff hesitated for a moment.

"Jason's my... uh... partner. He's a doctor."

Ahhh. So I was right. It didn't matter to me, but I 
was curious. It made me wonder whether we were friends 
because of the gym or... did he want something else.

"I see. Well, you have a really, really nice place."

"Thanks. C'mon, let me show you around."

The house was huge, with a second story, an exercise 
room, Jacuzzi, and a huge yard. I have to say I was 
mightily impressed.

"Maybe I can have something like this someday."

"Well, you'd certainly deserve it, Javier. If you put 
as much effort in your career as you do in the gym, 
there will be no limit to what you can have."

I smiled and nodded. That was Jeff. Always making me 
feel special.

We drank a couple of margaritas, talked about the gym, 
and our jobs. After about 30 minutes, Jeff said, 
"Soooo... ready for your massage?"

"Sure." We went to his guest bedroom but I wasn't sure 
what to do. "Where do you want me?"

"Just lay down on the bed." I stripped down to my 
Calvin Klein underwear and started to lay down, when 
Jeff said, "Hold it. Let me get a towel so we won't 
mess up the comforter."

I was curious when he said that because I didn't know 
how getting a massage would mess up the bed. Jeff 
disappeared in the bathroom and came back out with a 
large towel. He spread it on the bed and I lay down on 
it on my back.

Jeff looked at me and grinned. "You're keeping your 
underwear on?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Because those Calvin Klein's are nice and I don't 
want to mess them up by getting the oil on them."

I looked puzzled. "What oil?"

Jeff extended a small bottle towards me. "This... its 
massage oil. Keeps the skin from chafing and helps 
open up your pores. That's why I put the towel on the 
bed."

For a moment, I didn't say anything. Knowing that he 
was gay, I was a little uncomfortable to be laying 
there in front of him stark naked.

Jeff must have sensed my hesitation and laughed. 
"C'mon man, I'm not going to rape you! Take this small 
towel and cover yourself Venezuelan butt. And lay on 
your stomach first. A good massage always starts from 
the back."

Still unsure, I shrugged my shoulders. I could feel 
Jeff's eyes on my body as I began to slide my 
underwear down and off. After I tossed them near the 
bed, I lay face down on my stomach and covered my ass 
with the towel... watching every move Jeff made out of 
the corner of my eye.

I could hear Jeff chuckling as he got on the bed and 
murmur, "You kill me, Javier." After a few moments, I 
felt the oil dripping on my skin.

"Relax, Javier. You're really going to enjoy this."

As I closed my eyes, I felt his hands start to rub the 
oil across my shoulders and down my back. It smelled 
of menthol. As he promised, it felt good and I could 
feel my body begin to unwind. 

Evidently, Jeff could feel it too. As he continued 
rubbing the oil on my body, he said, "That's it. Just 
let it go. Let it feel good."

I continued to relax and just enjoy the sensation. I 
had to admit he was doing a fantastic job. He knew 
just how to knead and stretch my muscles to release 
the tension. He spent a lot of time on my hurt 
shoulder and was very gentle with it. As he worked my 
shoulder, I could feel him run his hands gently down 
my arm and squeeze my bicep and tricep muscles.

"You really have a great body, Javier. You've worked 
hard on it. It feels great."

I was in such a dreamlike state, it was hard for me to 
speak. I only muttered "Thanks."

My body was so relaxed I couldn't feel the pain in my 
shoulder anymore. Jeff's hands began to move lower. It 
felt strangely exhilarating as he massaged my back, 
because he'd press hard on the muscle and then run his 
fingers lightly up and down my spine. Every now and 
then, I'd feel a chill as he ran his fingers along my 
back and I'd shiver.

"You okay?" Jeff asked quietly.

"Mmmmmm..."

"Good. You're doin great. Relax."

My body felt like it was floating and I was completely 
at ease. After a few moments, I felt Jeff's hands near 
my ass. I stirred slightly and felt a little uneasy. 
Suddenly, I felt the towel move down, uncovering my 
ass, and his hands on my cheeks. Relaxed as I was, I 
quickly found my voice.

"Hey man, my ass isn't included in this. The pain is 
in my shoulder."

"Just relax, Javier. This is a full body massage. Your 
whole body is connected by thousands of nerve endings. 
Ask your legs if your ass isn't a part of them."

"I know Jeff, but..."

"I'm going to move down to your legs, but I'm starting 
on your butt. Just relax and enjoy it."

I thought about it a moment and then thought 'to hell 
with it'. I mean, it DID feel good and I just wanted 
to go with the flow.

Jeff poured more oil on my ass and I could feel it 
running down into my ass crack. He started massaging 
it harder, kneading the muscle back and forth. Every 
now and then, I could feel him pull my cheeks slightly 
apart and run his fingers slowly down the top of the 
crack. A wave of excitement passed through my body. 
Jeff slowly worked his way down to my right leg and 
began massaging my hamstrings and calves.

I lost track of time and heard Jeff say something. I 
was in such a state of reverie, I didn't understand 
what he said.

"Huh?" It came out like a grunt.

"Turn over. Let me do your front."

I was so relaxed I almost couldn't move. Slowly, I 
turned over and put the towel over my crotch. Jeff 
laughed.

"What? Don't tell me you're going to massage my cock 
too?" I teased.

Jeff laughed again. "No man. Unlike your ass, that's 
not part of your legs."

Grinning, I said, "Well... it IS my THIRD leg!" We 
both laughed. 

Jeff poured oil all over my hairless chest. I opened 
my eyes for a moment and Jeff smiled at me. I tried to 
smile back and closed my eyes again.

Jeff rubbed the oil into my shoulders, carefully 
kneading my hurt shoulder. I felt a little pain but it 
was nowhere near the pain I felt at the gym. His hands 
worked down my chest and he spent a lot of time on my 
pecs.

"Man, you've been working hard on your pecs and it 
shows. They're great." He squeezed them hard and I 
felt a wave of pleasure go through me. He squeezed 
them again several times and I felt his thumbs flick 
lightly across my nipples, causing me to shiver 
lightly.

"You okay?"

I paused a moment before answering. "Yeah. I'm just 
sensitive there."

He didn't say anything but poured more oil on my chest 
and quit squeezing my pecs so hard. After a minute or 
so, he started massaging them gently. His fingers kept 
going over my nipples and I continued to get a shiver 
through my body. It felt good, but was a little 
strange. It was almost as if he was rubbing my chest 
like I rubbed a woman's breasts.

I felt Jeff move and his hands continued down, 
massaging my abs and obliques. He spent a lot of time 
there. Several times, he came close to the towel 
covering my cock. Despite what he said earlier, I 
thought he'd try to cop a feel. But the towel stayed 
and he never touched it.  

Suddenly, I felt his hands stop and leave my body. I 
didn't open my eyes and lay there quietly... 
waiting... wondering if he was going to try to do 
something at last.

After a few seconds, I felt the oil dripping on my 
quads and Jeff's hands rub it in. He continued 
massaging my legs and spent extra time on my feet.

Finally... about an hour after he started... Jeff 
leaned over me.

"How do you feel, Javier?"

I didn't know how to describe it. I was so relaxed, so 
stress free, I could barely move.

"You did great, Jeff. I feel fantastic. Calm. 
Relaxed."

Jeff smiled. "You see? I told you you'd enjoy it. 
How's your shoulder?"

Carefully, I made my way off the bed and stood up. I 
shrugged my shoulders and moved my arm around. "No 
pain, man. You were right. That massage did it."

"Well, I had a great body to work on, man. I enjoyed 
doing it."

I smiled, slapped him gently on the shoulder, and went 
to the bathroom to take a shower.

After I was dressed, we got in his Ford Explorer and 
he drove me back to my car. Jeff hadn't wanted me to 
make the long drive from the gym to his house, so I 
had parked at a mall that was near the gym. He picked 
me up there and drove me the rest of the way.

We talked some more about our gym routines on the way 
back. As he let me out at my car, I turned back to him 
and shook his hand.

"Seriously Jeff, thanks again. I really appreciate 
it."

"Like I said, Javier, I was glad to do it. You have an 
awesome body and it's easy to massage." He paused. 
"Maybe we can do it again."

I smiled. "Sure, man. Another time."

I walked to my car, got in, and looked back at the 
Explorer. Jeff had not driven off and was still 
there... watching me. I don't know why. Maybe he 
waited to make sure my car would start. Regardless, I 
wondered what he was thinking.

As I drove home, I also wondered if I really wanted to 
get another massage. Something in the back of my mind 
told me that Jeff was interested in giving me more 
than that. The big question was whether I was 
interested. The thought stayed with me all the way 
home.

***

"C'mon man. You've enjoyed the last ones, haven't 
you?"

Jeff and I had finished our weight workout and were 
running on the treadmill. I had been doing an 
especially tough weight routine the last several weeks 
and Jeff had been giving me massages after each 
session. So far, I'd had 3 massages and each one had 
been as good as the first one.

"Yeah, I've enjoyed them. But I don't want it to 
become a nuisance for you to do it."

"Javier, even professional body builders get massages 
after each workout. It relaxes you and helps your 
muscles recover faster."

I kept running as I thought about the massages. I had 
to admit, I did enjoy them. Especially when he 
massaged my ass and my chest. Each time the chills 
went through my body when he rubbed the crack of my 
ass and my nipples. The rather erotic nature of it was 
something new and exciting to me.

Jeff didn't press the issue and as we finished, I 
turned to him and said, "Okay, Jeff. I'll come by for 
the massage. I really like them and you definitely are 
a pro at it. But this time, no margaritas."

Jeff smiled broadly. "No problem, man. I've got plenty 
of Diet Coke. It's better for us anyway."

As usual, we met at the mall and Jeff drove me to his 
house. After the first massage, I told Jeff that I 
could drive to his house as picking me up and taking 
me back to the mall was a hassle. He said it wasn't a 
hassle and that frankly, he hadn't told his boyfriend 
about the massage and didn't want to explain what my 
car was doing at his house. I didn't question it but 
was curious as to why his boyfriend would have a 
problem with him massaging a straight guy.

After a couple of drinks, my complaining about my work 
week, and Jeff sharing his plans for his spring 
garden, we moved to the bedroom.

The massage started pretty routine, but this time, I 
didn't cover myself with the towel. I think Jeff was 
surprised when I lay down and was totally naked. Maybe 
I imagined it but he seemed to pour more oil than 
usual on my back. When he got down to my ass, this 
time there was no hesitation... he just grabbed it and 
started working it. By now, I was used to the menthol 
smell and it really helped me to relax. I could feel 
Jeff pull my ass cheeks apart more than usual and the 
chills I always felt were stronger. It was almost as 
if he was worshiping my body.

After I turned over, Jeff started working hard on my 
chest and abs. I had been pushing myself at the gym on 
the bench press and crunches and asked him to spend 
time on them. His hands were kneading my pecs roughly 
to stretch the muscle. After a few minutes, I could 
feel him pouring more oil on my chest and his hands 
started massaging them more gently.

"Mmmmm... that feels good, Jeff."

Jeff started grabbing more of the muscle and rubbing 
it.

"How's that?"

I was so relaxed, I didn't answer for a moment. I 
could feel his hands slow down even more and start 
rubbing my nipples. I started groaning slightly and 
shivers ran through my body. I started getting lost in 
the erotic feeling of what he was doing.

"Like that?"

"Mmmmm..." I groaned lightly and my body arched up as 
he continued to rub and caress my nipples.

"I love your skin tone, Javier. It's so natural. 
Really nice."

Jeff started running his fingers up and down my chest, 
my abs, and around my nipples. It was like my body was 
on sensory overload and I couldn't help myself. I 
rubbed my cock a little and moved it around.

Jeff must have noticed because a few seconds later, I 
felt his fingers slide slowly down my abs and into my 
pubes. He had never put his hands that close to my 
cock before. He continued to run his fingers up and 
down my body and I writhed as he ran them gently 
through the trimmed hair. As my cock began to harden, 
I opened my eyes slowly and saw Jeff smiling down at 
me.

"Just relax, Javier. Go with the flow. Let me make 
this awesome body feel really good." He reached over 
and poured more oil on my abs and started running it 
through my pubes and the base of my cock. Alarms were 
starting to go off in my head and suddenly, I felt 
Jeff's hand, slick with oil, grab my hard cock. He 
rubbed the oil up and down the shaft, gently pulling 
my foreskin over the head. I groaned loudly.

"Yeahhhh, Javier. That's it. Go with it. Let me make 
you feel good."

His hand was gripping my cock harder, and starting 
that rhythm I knew all too well. I could feel a little 
precum starting to ooze out the tip and lubricate my 
cock head inside the foreskin.

"Fuck, Javier, your cock is sooooo hot! I could do 
this for you all day long. I love how you cock looks 
hard!"

I was so far gone, I didn't have time to think about 
what was happening. Jeff kept talking to me but it was 
a blur. Emotions were running through me. Just when I 
thought I couldn't stand anymore, I felt my cock enter 
a warm, wet hole. My eyes flashed open and I saw Jeff 
had my cock in his mouth.

"Jeff... what are you doing?" I groaned.

His tongue was running all around my shaft and he 
started slowly sliding his lips up and down. At first, 
I closed my eyes and felt very awkward having my cock 
in another man's mouth. Then, as I got used to the 
wet, sticky feeling, the feelings became... 
incredible.

"Ooooh, shit... ohhhhh... Jeff... stop...."

Jeff didn't say anything and kept on sucking. I lay my 
head back down on the bed, unable... or maybe 
unwilling... to stop him. After a few moments, he 
started sucking my cock faster. It was if all I could 
do was let him finish what he had started. I was 
groaning and muttering incoherently as my body took 
its first blowjob from another man.

Jeff was sucking me now faster and harder, trying to 
get my balls to give up their cream. A feeling of 
panic started going through me when I thought about 
shooting my load in another man's mouth. I tried to 
will myself to stop, but my nuts had a mind of their 
own. I felt my abs tighten up, my pelvis thrust, the 
juice creeping up my cock, telling me my nuts were 
ready to unload. Jeff's lips moved faster and faster. 
Suddenly, my cock came out of his mouth and he started 
jacking me off.

"C'mon, Javier! Let go! Shoot it!"

And shoot it I did.

I opened my eyes and saw the first shot fly up and hit 
my chest. Then a second, and a third, and a... fuck, I 
don't know how many times I shot... maybe five, six 
times. My crotch kept thrusting... like I was trying 
to fuck a pussy.

Slowly... very slowly... I quit thrusting and my abs 
unclenched. I fell back against the bed, drenched in 
sweat. My cock was still rock hard and I could feel it 
pulsing as my heart beat. My eyes were closed and I 
was completely spent.

I knew Jeff was out there somewhere, but he didn't 
speak. I was too wasted to open my eyes and just lay 
there, nude... wet... open... and starting to wonder 
what the hell had happened.

A few minutes later, I could feel Jeff get off the 
bed. I opened my eyes slowly and looked at him. He 
went into the bathroom and came back out with a towel, 
smiling gently.

"When you spill a load, man, you spill a load."

I tried to smile back weakly, but I don't know if it 
took. I closed my eyes again. My mind was a jumble of 
emotions. My body was a mess of sweat, sperm, and the 
smell of sex. I wasn't sure exactly what to say. I 
needn't have worried though. Jeff spoke first.

"Javier... are you okay?"

Slowly, I opened my eyes and carefully licked my lips. 
My throat, mouth, and lips were so dry, I wasn't sure 
I could speak.

"I think so," I said softly.

"You wanna talk?"

Jeff sat down next to me. I looked at him carefully, 
so many thoughts and emotions running through my mind.

"I hope you are okay with what happened. I know I 
really enjoyed doing it. Did you like it?"

I looked down, silent a moment. Then I glanced at 
Jeff.

"Yeah. I did." He started to smile.

"But shit, Jeff, I'm never going to see you again in 
the same way. Why did you do it? I mean... I thought 
you were a professional." Jeff laughed and after a few 
moments, I started laughing too.

"I couldn't resist, Javier. You have such a nice 
cock... it's big and it tastes so clean and sweet. 

I don't know why, but I loved it when Jeff said stuff 
like that to me. I smiled and nodded my head.

Jeff returned my smile and innocently asked, "So... do 
you think... you want to do it again?"

"Truthfully?"

"Yeah."

"I don't know, Jeff. I liked it. But I don't know."

Jeff nodded his head and said, "I understand." Then he 
smiled again and said, "Okay man, off to the shower 
with you." Slowly, I got off the bed and headed for 
the bathroom.

Thirty minutes later, Jeff and I were in his Explorer, 
on the way back to the mall. We chatted about minor 
stuff until we got to my car. As he parked his truck, 
and I was getting out, he turned towards me.

"Javier..."

I looked back at him.

"I know it was probably a little too much and you 
weren't expecting things to turn out like they did. 
But you are a great guy, a great friend, and I want 
our friendship to continue."

"I do too, Jeff. I think the same about you."

Jeff hesitated a moment and then said, "And I hope you 
want what we did to continue too."

I smiled and looked Jeff straight in the eye. "Like I 
said, I enjoyed it. But to do it again... I need to 
think about it. Okay?"

He smiled and nodded at me. "Okay."

For the first time, Jeff pulled out before I left. I 
got in my car and started the engine. As I sat there 
and tried to put my thoughts together, my cell phone 
went off. I looked at the caller ID. As I pressed the 
button to answer it, I felt a stab of pain.

My girlfriend said, "Hey baby, how are you?"

I put my car in drive and pulled out of the parking 
lot.

To be continued...

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