aeikaryoko
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I recently booked an 90min appointment. He told me during the massage he’s turning 46 this year, but man, his body was chiseled and sculpted like a Greek God. He started me off on my back. Said he wants to get at my front and shoulders before tackling my back. He gets to work on my chest and from the moment his hand touched me, I knew immediately he was a pro and I hit the jackpot. He tackled my shoulders next getting all the knots. I made sure I did extra pushups that day so I can have some tension relieved during the massage.
He was at the head of the table and he reached down to my thighs positioning his body over mine. He lowered his body while massaging his way up making sure my lips came in contact with his abs, chest, neck and his mouth (behind his masked cloth). His breathing was heavy and low sounding moans created a state of exotica and I immediately get hard. He repeats this step a couple of time and then whispers in my ear to turn on my back.
We chatted a little about about life experiences, culture, things we both enjoy doing while working all the different muscle groups. There was nothing sensual about this portion of the massage, but I thought it was excellent and much needed since it had been over 2 months since my last massage. He then began to incorporate the sensual aspect into the massage again with the heavy breathing and his sexy moans. He slid his hand up and down my body along my crack spreading my cheeks to expose my twitching hole. He ran his fingers around it and teased it while my cocks dripped of pre-cum.
He goes up to the head of the table again and goes to work on my arms one at a time. He positioned each arm under his sack locking my hand between his legs and rid the tense muscles on my biceps and forearm down to my fingers. Before switching to the next arm, he guides my hand to touch his body and his cock. He repeated this step on the other arm. After the completion of the arms, he squatted down in front me, breathing heavily in my left ear and whispered for me to put my hands on my laps while he tackled my shoulders. I opened my eyes and clearly he was enjoying himself as his cock was at its peak of stiffness. He was dripping just as much as I, which made me throb even more. I gently caress his cock with the back of my hand and then grabbed it with both my hands. I jerked him off one hand going in opposite directions sliding them up and down his shaft. His pre-cum leaks spewing out like lava like no one’s business and I bring the dripping to my mouth for a taste (delicious).
He walked to the foot of the table and climbed on the table sitting on my lower hind legs. He continued to use long strokes up and down my back and when he got closer to my cheeks he spread it wide opened again and again with the teasing. He slapped his hard cock between my cheeks sliding it up and down the crack. He spreads the cheeks and I could feel his hard cock poking at the hole. In my mind I thought, am I going to get penetrated? He repeats at it a couple of times and then chuckles and he stopped. Maybe I didn’t pucker my hole and prepared for the situation. Alas, penetrations didn’t happen. Shucks!!!!!!
It’s time to flip over. I gazed at him and was lost in a trance when he smiled at me. I don’t remember when he took his mask off, but there stood this beautiful man smiling at me stoking me as I get closer and closer to a state of ecstasy. My breathing now hard and my cock was ready to blow from a 4 day load I held in. I wanted to taste his cock so bad, but his manhood wasn’t near my mouth and I didn’t want to force the situation. Perhaps the next time I see him I’ll be more vocal and it may happen.
I reached up and ran my hand on his face feeling his beard as he closed his eyes embracing my touch. I touched his mouth with my finger and he opened his mouth and bit down on my thumb then sucked on it engulfing my whole thumb back and forth. His smile so contagious while he moaned had me ready to blow my load. “You gonna come for me “insert my name”? I want to see you shoot your load. Please give it to me.” I didn’t last long. I shot my load, streams of it flying through the air, some landing on my chest, some splattering on the side of the table. This was one of the most intense experiences I’ve had.
He wipes my body down with a towel, I shower, and then we talk for a bit. I pay him his dues, we go in for an affectionate hug and a kiss on the mouth and we part ways. I still think about my massage experience with him everyday and now I have to go clean myself up from some of the dropping I made while typing this out. Until next time......
He was at the head of the table and he reached down to my thighs positioning his body over mine. He lowered his body while massaging his way up making sure my lips came in contact with his abs, chest, neck and his mouth (behind his masked cloth). His breathing was heavy and low sounding moans created a state of exotica and I immediately get hard. He repeats this step a couple of time and then whispers in my ear to turn on my back.
We chatted a little about about life experiences, culture, things we both enjoy doing while working all the different muscle groups. There was nothing sensual about this portion of the massage, but I thought it was excellent and much needed since it had been over 2 months since my last massage. He then began to incorporate the sensual aspect into the massage again with the heavy breathing and his sexy moans. He slid his hand up and down my body along my crack spreading my cheeks to expose my twitching hole. He ran his fingers around it and teased it while my cocks dripped of pre-cum.
He goes up to the head of the table again and goes to work on my arms one at a time. He positioned each arm under his sack locking my hand between his legs and rid the tense muscles on my biceps and forearm down to my fingers. Before switching to the next arm, he guides my hand to touch his body and his cock. He repeated this step on the other arm. After the completion of the arms, he squatted down in front me, breathing heavily in my left ear and whispered for me to put my hands on my laps while he tackled my shoulders. I opened my eyes and clearly he was enjoying himself as his cock was at its peak of stiffness. He was dripping just as much as I, which made me throb even more. I gently caress his cock with the back of my hand and then grabbed it with both my hands. I jerked him off one hand going in opposite directions sliding them up and down his shaft. His pre-cum leaks spewing out like lava like no one’s business and I bring the dripping to my mouth for a taste (delicious).
He walked to the foot of the table and climbed on the table sitting on my lower hind legs. He continued to use long strokes up and down my back and when he got closer to my cheeks he spread it wide opened again and again with the teasing. He slapped his hard cock between my cheeks sliding it up and down the crack. He spreads the cheeks and I could feel his hard cock poking at the hole. In my mind I thought, am I going to get penetrated? He repeats at it a couple of times and then chuckles and he stopped. Maybe I didn’t pucker my hole and prepared for the situation. Alas, penetrations didn’t happen. Shucks!!!!!!
It’s time to flip over. I gazed at him and was lost in a trance when he smiled at me. I don’t remember when he took his mask off, but there stood this beautiful man smiling at me stoking me as I get closer and closer to a state of ecstasy. My breathing now hard and my cock was ready to blow from a 4 day load I held in. I wanted to taste his cock so bad, but his manhood wasn’t near my mouth and I didn’t want to force the situation. Perhaps the next time I see him I’ll be more vocal and it may happen.
I reached up and ran my hand on his face feeling his beard as he closed his eyes embracing my touch. I touched his mouth with my finger and he opened his mouth and bit down on my thumb then sucked on it engulfing my whole thumb back and forth. His smile so contagious while he moaned had me ready to blow my load. “You gonna come for me “insert my name”? I want to see you shoot your load. Please give it to me.” I didn’t last long. I shot my load, streams of it flying through the air, some landing on my chest, some splattering on the side of the table. This was one of the most intense experiences I’ve had.
He wipes my body down with a towel, I shower, and then we talk for a bit. I pay him his dues, we go in for an affectionate hug and a kiss on the mouth and we part ways. I still think about my massage experience with him everyday and now I have to go clean myself up from some of the dropping I made while typing this out. Until next time......