We did everything together, never thought I would need to help him cum.
James and I have been friends for years, since childhood in fact. We used to do everything together, play fight, sports, everything.
It was three years ago when James decided to go into the Royal Marines. He always loved anything military and the first chance he got he was gone, fighting in Afghanistan.
We would keep in contact via letter or occasionaly by phone until six months ago when I got a call that I was dreading. James had been injured on duty, apparently a small explosive device had gone off close to where he was patrolling. Apparently he was lucky, 90 degree burns to the right side of his torso and arm, and his left arm had to be amputated.
It was four weeks before I got to see him in hospital, he was cheerful, sat up in bed joking around with the nurses.
'You look cheerful' I smiled at him.
'Yeah, I have to be don't I' The nurse left us alone to catch up.
'That looks painful'
'Not anymore, the pain is not a problem, its the fact I have no use in any of my arms, you don't realise the inconvenience, the nurse who was just in.... Fit isn't she' I nodded in approval.
'Well I'm so horny my dick is always hard, and there's nothing I can do, it's agony, my balls are about to burst'
On my next visit a few days later he was still the same, sexually frustrated, the caribian nurse was working his dick overtime. Every time she would check his pulse or feed him... bang HARDON!
'Listen' I said 'I'm willing to give you a handjob, help you release the tension' after a few minutes of contemplation he agreed. I locked the door so we could not be disturbed. I pulled back his quilt, he was naked. His cock was very hard, aching for release. I used a bit of lube, and squeezed a drop into my right hand.
'Close your eyes, relax'
I gripped his balls with my left hand and around the base of his shaft with my thumb and finger, his cock swelled even more. He was cut and his cock head was swollen with blood. With my right hand I slowly stroked up his shaft and around his head. The pleasure shot through his body, intensifiying with every stroke, I knew he wouldn't last long. My strokes got guicker, the pleasure increased. I started pumping his cock harder as the pleasure intensified.
'OHHHH, Fuck that's good, don't stop'.
I was working him up and down his shaft and his cock head with teasing circles.
'Fuck I'm gonna shoot'
His body stiffened, his back curved, he was gonna blow a huge wad.
'HARDER, FUCKING HARDER'
My strokes got quicker, I could feel his cock about to explode. He squeeled with pleasure.
He spunked a huge load of cum.
'Enjoy that?, feel better'?
He lay back, smiling, happy.
I visited him a few more times, giving him a wank when he was feeling horny. Until it was time he could go home. He kind of seemed sad to be going home. Who was going to help him cum at home? He went to live with his parents, not long after they moved away. I talk to him a lot, but I miss making him cum. I get to see him occasionaly, but all I can do is close my eyes and wank myself to orgasm thinking about those times. Nobody knows about this, not even my wife, it's our secret!