The Genie of Handjobs

The Genie of Handjobs

Chapter One

At 26 years old, being single, I enjoyed masturbation like most. It was a great way to relieve stress, especially when played with some skillful hands. I found pleasure in the flexibility and sensitivity of hands, working every inch on my manhood with subtlety and finesse. I might've thought blowjobs were fantastic, but hands took care of business with all the creativity they had to offer!

One morning, after a sleepless night, I was lying in bed, again, with a raging hard-on. I had the day off, so I was just passing the time with my favorite hobby. I was engrossed in the rhythmic motion of my hands on my throbbing cock, eyes closed to concentrate.

"Looks like something's tickling your fancy, buddy," a voice said, startling me. I jerked my head left and right, startled, searching for the owner of the voice. To my surprise, a very attractive naked man, resembling a Greek god with a piercing glare, floated above me.

"The hell... Who are you?" I demanded, shielding my sudden erection with the nearest blanket.

"Call me John, I'm here to fulfill your dreams!" he said cheekily.

John was a genie that popped out of some old lamp I had bought before. I'd grown curious about it and kept it as a decoration. It all seemed so unreal.

"You've got to be kidding me," I snarled while staring blankly at the handsome blue-skinned man. "You're a genie? Here to grant me wishes or something? What's the catch?"

"None really. You're into handjobs and getting others off. I saw that. I can turn your dreams into reality," he tempted me.

"But wait," I hesitated. "Firstly, I'm not exactly outgoing. Secondly, how's this even possible?"

John flashed a grin and closed in on me. "How about I give you the power to turn any guy on and help them cum? Just say the magic word."

I expected this to be a dream at any moment. The air around him felt so close, and his breath brushed past my face.

"Alright, let's say I do choose this power. Um, why me?" I heard myself asking doubtfully.

John lowered his face and whispered, "I can see through your thoughts and dreams. Izaak wrote your monster cock drawing in science class, and you've always enjoyed the feeling of someone else's hands on you. Don't deny it. But don't worry; you'll be irresistible to lovers."

Suddenly, the absurdity of the situation felt seemingly real. I couldn't lie to the genie in front of me. "Fine," I agreed. "But what's the magic word?"

"There isn't one. Just enjoy the process, buddy," he said and disappeared in a puff of smoke. I opened my eyes, slowly glancing around my small apartment to make sure I wasn't dreaming. To my surprise, the lamp where John appeared wasn't there any longer, which confirmed this was no figment of my imagination. A smirk grew on my face as I reveled in my newfound powers.

I didn't know how long his powers would last, but I was on cloud nine. I got dressed and headed out to look for some "action." No time like the present! My mind overflowed with excitement and anticipation. I never thought my awkwardness as a single guy would ever be turned into something so thrilling.

At first, everything appears normal; I am a regular guy. But a strange turn of events occurs when I discover myself dealing with a sexual genie. This genie derives its energy from sexual experiences. It specializes in handjobs and appears before me, dominating my senses and tempting me with promises.

"You feel my passion, which means we'll make a fantastic pair. I have the power to grant you abilities, and for each handjob you perform and each man you satisfy, our powers will grow stronger," the genie says, urging me off-guard with his calm voice. It feels gleeful as it seems to flick my forehead with the tip of its finger. "You're not dreaming," he clarifies.

In shock, I stare at the blue-skinned, floating genie in front of me. Nervously, I question him about these powers he claims to offer.

"So, what are these powers?"

Boldly grinning, John replies, "Let's say that medical science and ancient wisdom merged to give me these abilities. But before you can enjoy them, you must make a decision; our contract has to be signed. It's nothing to worry about — I'm not a demon; I won't steal your soul or anything!"

After a brief pause, my mouth moves unconsciously. "Uh, what the hell. Alright, sure."

John's presence is stunningly awe-inspiring as he grabs my barely hard dick with blue hands. His touch jolts me with waves of pleasure, significantly increasing its size. My semi-hard erection transforms into a pompous 7-incher staring right at him.

"Wait, what...?" I struggle to make sense of this stranger's sudden actions.

"I'm signing the contract, of course, man." John states casually as he pumps his grip up and down my shaft. My body begins to relax due to his firm touch.

Not comprehending my situation, I ask, "So you're saying I'll reap benefits if I jerk off more guys?"

"Yup." Laughing, John grabs my throbbing erection, making it work harder for him as he plays with it.

In disbelief, I gather an ounce of courage, "And how do we establish the contract?"

"By signing it of course!"

He reveals his hand, presenting it for a handshake. However, this is no ordinary handshake. John dares to touch me on my erection and begins stroking vigorously. I gasp in excitement as his magic demands my full attention.

"No! You're doing it all wrong!" I protest.

"This is how we finalize our contract."

I feel nervous yet anticipatory as I limply respond, "Ugh, okay then."

John continues massaging my large penis, and I feel he is enjoying his treasure trove. Moments later, the handjob I've ever experienced takes its start. His firm grasp stimulates my body, effectively driving me insane and heightening my sensitivity. I react to his touch, and my cock swells in his grasp.

As he casually plays with my manhood, John confesses to being happiest during orgasms.

"What's happening?" I ask, gripping the sheets.

"I'm stimulating your erection. It is a way of signing the contract."

The handjob intensifies, and soon enough, I am near orgasm's gate. Then, an orgasm catches me unaware, and I lose control of my body, spewing my seed into his unceasing stroking. When he's cleaned his hands, the genie proudly declares the deal is sealed.

"There we go. You're now an official member of our team."

I watch on in fascination as he absorbs my semen from his palm, and tiny flecks of white light. As he finishes, John's body glows. He smiles at me, "Our journey together has just begun."

I catch my breath and stare at the now glowing and menacing entity in front of me. "What happens now?" I ask.

Slowly, John flickers his fingers, and a silver scroll appears beside us. He reads it as it unfurls. "This is your ability list. Presently, I see many empty spaces. However, as you grow in levels and experience, these abilities will be automatically uncovered."

Astonished, I sucked in a sharp breath trying to make sense of what I just witnessed. "So, your abilities grow as I cum?"

John nods, showing his assurance in his proposal. "You'll get more perks as you increase your stamina."

"Incredible," I mutter, "How does this work?"

The genie smirks wickedly, "Let's just say that special powers come with one simple rule — the more orgasms you give to others, the more abilities we can share."

My face turns red as he makes a lewd wink.
I lean back, "So you're a fairy tale character, of sorts."

"No. I am a beast — a sex beast; your sex-gluttony gnome!"

I gasped at the name "sex gluttony gnome."

"I won't hesitate, ever, to dive headfirst into an orgasm."

The genie replies sarcastically, "It's blatantly obvious."

I quipped back, "It certainly is."

As I process the situation, I understand that I'm now connected with a beast summoned by my fantasy. This is far from normal, but maybe this will be more fun than I anticipated.

So, apparently, you'll gain Experience Points by seducing men in this wacky world. Imagine if it were that simple in real life, huh? Anywho, to level up you'll need to please a dude until he rewards you with some powaaa.

I read the scroll, but it seems pretty straightforward:

1. Charm: You'll have a magical way with words that'll make any man beg for your touch, no matter their sexual orientation or personality.
2. Vision: Your eyesight will be equal to that of a b热 detective, as you'll be able to notice certain erogenous zones on a guy to help you "aim."

Sound cool? It is if you're down for this wild ride. Trust me, it's a great adventure, so brace yourself and remain open-minded.

Now, let's follow John to our next stop. He knew a guy who's an easy target, so let's find him and ask. You know, for the sake of your leveling up.

P.S. For your information, only you're able to perceive the existence of John, and he's omniscient (he knows your thoughts, in case you were wondering). To avoid drawing attention, whisper your thoughts to yourself so he can read them. Clever, right?

So John had a buddy named Chris living a few doors away. Yeah, things are getting interesting. He assures me that I'll get by with it, but he's from an altogether different world, so keep that in mind.

I'm standing outside Chris' door. Don't mind me; I'm just theeto appeal to Jer Off Guy in this crazy scenario. But you know, John was right: hesitating won't do any good here. Do I go or stay? Well...

After a quick cleanse, it's time to greet Chris, who's apparently nearby. My heart is pounding 'cause this is too surreal...

I knocked on his door and hoped for the best. Despite the uncertain situation, I was determined to follow through with our unorthodox plan. Alas, Chris welcomed me with a smile I couldn't decipher. He looked to be around my age, with a handsome face, short hair, lean build, and muscles for days. I've been seeing him with a surfboard, so in my head, I called him "the Surfer Dude."

Now, how awkward is it to simply ask a dude to let you b)ack his sweet 'n salty bulge? I'd lose any respect he had for me if I did, but....oh well. I fought to maintain my composure and asked to help him "loosen up."

An expected hiccup, but Chris took it as a sign I wanted to help him destress. A whackyplan, I know, so I froze. Chris wasn't disgusted and continued to let me into his apartment! Nope, he remained calm, tapping my shoulder and inviting me in.

I thought I'd ruined any future conversations with him. But the man had an infectious smile and turned away, exposing his tight ass to me. John snickered at this unexpected outcome and encouraged me to go inside.

I agreed and walked into the apartment, shutting the door behind me. I looked back and saw Chris had already begun shedding his clothes, taking off his tank top and showing off his amazing physique. I couldn't help but stare at his taut, bronzed torso that was covered in defined muscles, and the sexy line that trailed off to the waist of his tight sweatpants.

"Wow, you're really attractive," I said, shocked to even say something like that to a stranger. Chris grinned, clearly pleased by the compliment.

"Thanks. You're not so bad yourself," he replied, advancing towards me with his impressive chest and muscle-bound arms on display. "Let's get these off."

He came closer, grasping my wrist and leading my hand towards his crotch. I allowed him to guide my hand to the waistband of his sweatpants, and we both pulled them down together, exposing his fully erect and oversized cock.

I gasped in awe at the sight of his thick, 8-inch penis that was already stiffening and oozing precum. The veiny shaft was prominent, and his prominent balls looked heavy with cum. My jaw dangled while he chucked his pants away, revealing his incredible body with a smirk.

"This must be a nice view, but I don't have much time, brother," Chris laughed. "Come on, show me what you've got."

I was still in awe, observing this stranger's sheer confidence. But my astonishment at seeing his massive dick snapped me out of it, and I reached out to touch his sticky shaft, feeling how hard and warm it was.

"Ahh, fuck. Yes, just like that," Chris groaned. I quickly began stroking him, marveling at the sheer power and rigidity of his cock. My other hand fondled his heavy balls while I continued to stroke the enormous member, feeling how precum oozed on my fingers and lubricated his cock.

"Damn, you're very good," Chris growled. His groans and moans excited me, and I was about to cum myself seeing him squirm in delight. I started pumping him more slowly, then faster, twisting my hand at the tip to stroke it how I pleasured myself. Chris threw his head back, his legs trembling, and his hips began to swivel, thrusting his hips back and forth onto my fist.

"Fuck, keep going... fucking keep going!" he cried out, his face turning bright red. I gasped for breath as I felt thrilled at the power I had over this stunning man. I adjusted my grip and focused my other hand on his balls, applying more pressure while still stroking his cock. The powerful pleasure was overwhelming him, and his movements became more erratic.

Then I remembered about the scroll. I concentrated and felt something different, and some red glows appeared on Chris's body, highlighting his erogenous zones. First, it was his nipples, which were firm and pink. I shifted to one hand on his chest, squeezing and pinching his pecs. He groaned loudly and the cock in my hand throbbed even harder.

"Play with my nipples, man," he moaned. I did as he wished, pressing my fingers harder into his chest as he reached back for my neck, caressing it gently. Chris's groans turned louder, telling me that he was close to cumming. I reached and glided my hand down to his inner thigh and began massaging the thick, long muscles. He jerked in ecstasy and sighed deeply.

"Fuck, I'm almost there!" Chris exclaimed, his cock pulsating even harder in my hand. Using my newfound knowledge, I rubbed his inner thighs again and sucked on his nipples, speeding up my hand movement on his cock. The veins around his dick surged and pulsated, and he shook with waves of pleasure.

"Aaahhh, fuck...fill me up!"

He cried out and began bucking his hips, his knees shaking, so close to the edge. With one more twist and squeeze, Chris's hips jerked, his cum shot like a water hose, coating my hand in his thick seed. The rush of power that surged through my body took me by surprise, as I'd never felt so alive. His body went tense, and he took a huge gulp of air. "Oh, shit," he said gently before fading away. CHRIS'S MEMORIES:
MASTURBATION TIME
He enjoyed masturbating with a shopping bag, feeling the texture as he stroked his dick. Then, a big thick one came along - a killer dolphin. He went to the city center, "It was a dolphin with a lubed coke tube," and wanted to fix the dolphin. Stood on the doorstep, "so cute, so cold," and watched her, "grabbing and pulling the soft rubber," seeing it dripping in his saliva "I feel lust and lust." CHRIS'S MEMORIES:
At the supermarket, first playing with supermarket trolleys or windows and sliding the bags, then there was a short man with his trousers showing. He was smoking there all day, and it was a turn-on, so he took off his pants, stepped closer and started jerking him off, pleasuring the tiny man. The mature man also joined in, stroking the short man's cock and his balls. The man was so experienced that he led and guided me while I was kneeling. Finally, they both climaxed, leaving my knees weak with their power.

The first time I made a guy cum just using my hands was an experience like no other. I couldn't believe how good it felt.

"Yes, that's it. Come for me." I said, my dick was hard and throbbing in my pants.

"Fuck... shit..." Chris moaned, leaning against the wall for support. I continued to pull and jerk on his cumming cock, drawing even more sperm out of him. He released a feeble whimper as his dick shot a final line of white jizz onto his stomach, before finally going limp in my hand.

"Holy shit, dude." He managed to say between breaths, a goofy smile on his handsome face. "That was incredible. You know exactly how to please me. Wow."

I smiled and agreed, licking the remaining cum off my hand.

"Thanks, man. We should do this again sometime."

"Yeah, let's do that." Chris responded. "I think we should make a habit of this."

I grinned and patted him on the chest, smudging his own cum on his pecs. "We will, Chris. Thanks for that load."

Back in my room, John reappeared at my side, the annoyingly smug grin on his face.

"So, how did it feel, Scott?"

I simply nodded without responding. I felt strong and content after my time with Chris, like I was riding a high brought on by some amazing drug. It was the first time another person's penis had touched me, and the sensation was better than any fantasy I'd ever had. My hand still had residue from the surfer's sperm, and the smell was making me dizzy. The genie seemed to know how I was feeling without me speaking.

"You've only experienced a taste of what you'll be capable of, Scott. This feeling will get stronger and better the more you practice. You've got the magic touch, kid."

John spoke in a low, enticing tone, causing a shudder to run through me. And he was right, I felt a surge of power and satisfaction after the encounter with Chris, like I was riding a drug-induced high.

"Fuck yeah, it was great." I declared, a new confidence radiating from within me. I'm starting to like this new, more confident version of myself.

"Excellent," the genie responded, floating around me in circles with his hand lightly caressing my body.

"With this ability and other powers I've given you, all men will fall for you, Scott. From the quietest virgin to the cockiest athlete, from the horniest slut to the toughest tough guy, they'll all be begging for your touch if you want it."

John whispered in my ear, and his seductive voice sent chills down my spine. And he was right, I couldn't help but respond to this new power coursing through my body.

"Hell yeah, they will love me."

I replied with a cocky grin, feeling excited about all the possibilities this newfound confidence and power gave me. I'd spent years too shy and nervous to fulfill my desires, but now, I was eager to make the most of it. I felt a tingling sensation on the back of my neck when John laughed a little too loudly. The glow in the genie's eyes seemed to brighten for an instant, before returning to normal.

"That's cool. So, you unlocked a new ability?" John asked.

"Yeah, I managed to make Chris cum with just my hands. It was awesome."

He laughed and held up the scroll in front of me. "Incredible. This is the proof of your success."

I glanced at the scroll, and there it was - a new line had appeared.

Sensitivity Manipulation: You can control the level of sensitivity in your or other's body parts. (First Stage - can only manipulate sensitivity by 10%.)

The thought of this ability sent a rush of excitement through me. It had so many potential uses, and the possibilities were seemingly endless.

"Cool, what does it do?" I asked, eager to know every detail.

John shrugged and snapped his fingers, causing the scroll to float in front of me. I read the description, thrilled by what I saw.

"It's really cool, man. First stage just lets you change the sensitivity by 10%. But there are many more levels with more powerful effects."

Despite the limitations, I was excited about the potential. The feeling of power that came with the ability was exhilarating.

"That's awesome. What's next?" I asked, pumped about all the new abilities I'd be getting.

"Who knows? Keep getting yourself some action and you'll see more levels unlocking." The genie said, resting his hand back on my shoulder.

"Okay, I'm ready for more." I said, sure that I was going to enjoy this journey.

"Let's see what people like, Scott."

The genie snapped his fingers again, and my vision turned to static before going blank. When it came back, my eyelids were forced open by an invisible force. There stood a new guy, ready for action.

"Time to test your new abilities, Scott."

Don't fret, dude! Your talents will enhance as you ascend levels, much like in games. When you advance, the parameters of your powers will improve. You're at level 2 now, which is basically a beginner; you can't grant me the greatness at this point, correct? There's a long way left for you to explore, dude.

I gave a nod, contemplating what I had heard, and the thrill and expectation increased within me. John was correct; there's no point hurrying. I should take some time to revel and meddle with my newfound gifts, savoring this journey to the greatest extent. It's not just about power leveling in a game, is it?

"Now take pleasure in yourself, buddy. The thrill is just starting up! I'll be here if you want to conjure me, see ya later!"

With that, the genie vanished in a cloud of smoke, leaving me in my bedroom. I exhaled and shook my head, still slightly confused at how bizarre my life had transformed in a solitary morning. I inspected my reflection in the wall's mirror, the acquainted face observing me yet distinct. There was a gleam in my eyes that hadn't been there before, a new sparkle, a fire kindled within me.

My mundane, sex-devoid life had become electrifying and sensuous, and I couldn't wait to make the most of it.

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