I couldn't resist giving my boyfriend a little massage, and before I knew it, I was stroking his hard shaft. His breathing hitched as I continued to pleasure him, my hand moving in rhythmic, firm strokes. His body tensed, and I knew he was close to the edge. I wanted to make him feel good, to show him how much I loved him. As I continued to stroke him, his moans grew louder, his body shuddering with pleasure. Finally, he reached the climax, and I could feel the hot warmth of his release on my hand. It was a moment of pure ecstasy, a testament to our love and desire for each other. I smiled, knowing that this was just the beginning of our journey together.