Two months ago he called me and said that he had gotton hurt playing flag football. He said that he tore his groin and that he was on crutches and nee...ed bed rest for a few days. He asked if he could come to my house to recover and so I could help him with any of his needs. I told him that was fine.A few hours later, his friend dropped him off and helped him into my house. He brought along a gel pac that you put in the freezer for an hour or so until it hardens. Three times a day he needed to. I rub it back and forth slowly through the cotton lining of the pocket. He is getting longer, harder, breathing heavier. I worry that the cotton lining is a bit harsh – cocks are so unbelievably soft. He does not seem to mind – this is a stage where pain ceases to exist.I squat down with my knees spread wide and start unzipping his jeans. He submerges his fingers into my hair and pulls me closer to his groin, his eyes fixed on my wet lips. I stick my hand into his trousers and get out what is. " No problem."As he wheeled the rack out, Renee leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. Finally, a chance to relax. She shifted her neck from side to side, then forward and back, feeling stiff muscles everywhere.She gasped when hands settled on her shoulders and squeezed."You don't have to..." Renee trailed off as his strong hands kneaded the muscles in her shoulders. It felt like pure heaven, and she changed her tune. "Oh, never mind. Don't stop."Will chuckled and kept working her tight. . I mean ... you're not a lesbian yourself, are you?"Lissa laughed. "No, Meg hasn't conquered me yet. And fortunately Monique warned me about her." Oh, Meg's harmless. She won't go any further than you're willing to let her, although admittedly we sometimes have to band together to beat her off, but that's what roommates are for. Fortunately, she hasn't been trying as hard since she started going out with Sandy." Yes, I met Sandy yesterday too."Alya's smile turned into one of amusement. "So.