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.