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First Hand Job

When I was 19 I went out with a girl who was 17. Suzy grew up in a fairly religious environment but they were not the pushy and hypocritical kind of religious folks, they were genuinely nice, decent people. It was just my girlfriend, her younger sister and mom and dad. I liked hanging out there with them.

I thought my girlfriend was cute but most guys saw her as plain. She didn't wear fancy clothes or much make up, and, she was rather small up top. In addition she was shy which all leads up to me saying I was her first boyfriend. Coincidentally, I was not popular with the girls since I was short (5'5'), shy and very awkward around females. Not that it mattered since no female ever saw it, but, also I had a short penis (41/2') which made me hesitant around girls knowing if things got going I'd be worried if they saw how short my dick was.

Suzy and I dated for several months with going no further than kissing. She loved to kiss. We'd sit downstairs in the finished basement on the couch pretending to watch TV while we made out for hours. I'd try to run my hand down the front of her shirt but she'd laugh and pull it away. I felt very comfortable around her. Even willing for her to see my short little guy. However, she'd say we have to control ourselves. Other than the fact I left every date with a throbbing erection, I loved going out with her. I felt bad in pushing anything sexual since I really respected her and her family.

After dating for three months something changed. We had been out at a movie and parked afterwards. Kissing for a while I told her I needed to drop her off and get home. It was a bit early so she asked why. I told her that kissing made me so excited I had to relieve myself. She looked at me quizzically. I said after all our dates I had to run home and masturbate and right now it is too much, I need to do it soon. She looked concerned for me and said of course, no problem. So I dropped her off, went home and jerked off.

The next day was a Saturday. I called Suzy up to see when we would get together that day. She told me to come over around 5PM, she had a surprise. Well, it seemed like the day dragged on forever but it finally was 5PM. I met her at the door and she smiled and wiggled her fingernails at me. They were pink. She smiled and said 'I got a manicure, do you like?' I said 'Sure, are you going somewhere?' I'll never forget her response. She said 'No, I told my mom about last night and she said she thought you were such a wonderful guy for not pressuring me into sex and taking care of your own needs but since you've proven yourself as such a nice person and we are so close, she thinks it would be right if I were to take care of your needs'.

I stared at her with my mouth open. There were so many thoughts going through my mind. The first thing I thought of saying was 'You actually told your mom I go home and masturbate?' She said 'Of course, I tell my mom everything.' I asked if she thought it was sacrilegious or something. She said 'Of course not, she's religious but practical. She just thought it was so sweet of you to not even try to push me into doing something like giving you a hand job. But, she said she knows that 19 year old guys have needs. She said I was lucky since some guys try to force girls into sexual intercourse, or even oral sex. She sees nothing wrong with me giving you a hand job. In fact it was her idea to surprise you with a manicure so it would be special'.

I said 'Does your dad know?' She laughed 'No, of course not, he'd go nuts. Just mom knows. She gave me some pointers but to be honest I really don't know how to do this hand job'. I realized the house was pretty quiet so I asked where everyone was. Her mom made an excuse to get them all out of the house until 6PM. 'So we better get going' Suzy said.

We went downstairs as usual and next to the couch were a box of tissues and a bottle of some lubricating liquid. 'Mom said to use this'. Suzy said while holding the lubrication. I was smiling from ear to ear. I said 'You and your mom are so great!'

We sat down and started kissing. She reached down and unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. She giggled when she pulled them down and saw my erection inside my underwear. I yanked my pants and underwear down to my knees. My short boner was throbbing in the air. Her eyes were wide open. She looked into my eyes and said 'It's so hard, I can see why it hurts you'. She tentatively ran her fingers over my shaft. She asked if I could show her what to do. I said 'Gently grab it like you'd hold a tennis racket. Now just slide your hand up and down.' She did this and could only get her thumb and three of her small fingers around my shaft, she laughed as her pinky was sticky out as if delicately holding a tea cup. She said 'Should I get some lubrication?' 'Sure' I said.

When she got the lube and rubbed it over my penis I was about to shoot right then and there. She then grabbed it and slid up and down four or five times. I started coming. I told her not to stop. I don't think I came so much before in my life, or since. Her hand was covered in lubrication and semen. She had a look of shock.

'Wow, all that was in there? You must have been in agony' We laughed and kissed and our relationship was just amazing after that. After the hand job she said 'I'm glad your penis isn't big' She said it innocently so I wasn't offended but I was curious. I said 'It's the first you saw, right? How did you know it's not big?' She said 'Mom told me that a penis could be small like 4-5 inches or big like 7-8 inches. She said most guys with bigger ones can't be trusted as much and usually aren't as caring to a woman as they should be. She said hopefully Jimmy is on the small end. She thought you probably were.' I'm sure that later that evening she confirmed to her mom that her suspicions were right.


Posted on: 2018-12-16 00:00:01 | Author: