*This is a really long post about a massage I had last week. It was a great experience and wanted to share. Hopefully you find it as hot as I did.*
I would be lying if I said massages didn't turn me on. It's the intimacy you experience with a stranger, the "teasing" aspect (getting close to touching your cock but never making contact). Anyway, I was looking to schedule a massage the other day and found a really attractive guy through a legitimate website that connects with you licensed massage therapists. We texted back and forth for a while and finally agreed on a time. I decided to be upfront with him, and told him I was looking for more of a relaxing massage, and that I didn't have any kind of muscle ache but wanted him to massage the more sensitive parts of my body, like inner thighs, and glutes. To my surprise he said no problem, keeping in mind he is licensed so I knew that I was pushing my luck asking him this, and was hoping he would say no if he felt at all uncomfortable by my request. I even asked him about draping, and he said by law I must be draped.
When we met up, I was surprised to find that he was even more attractive than his picture let on. He was well built, bearded, and (to my dismay) wearing a wedding ring. Before the massage began I noticed he took his ring off, probably as to not get it oily or have it affect the massage, but could it have been symbolic of something else?
Honestly I was a little bit nervous, I'm not in stellar shape and thought with the wedding ring and our seemingly different levels of hotness, there would be no "teasing" of boundaries.
The massage began with long, deep strokes down my back circling my ass and then coming back up my sides. It just felt amazing. I can't do it justice with words, but it felt different than any massage I'd had before. He was really taking his time, the slowness felt deliberate and sensual and I got hard immediately. I wasn't too worried because I was properly covered and on my back. He did such a good job I felt like he gave every single muscle its own time and attention. I started to drift off I was so relaxed.
I came to and realized he was lifting half of the blanket covering me to begin on my left leg. Like my back, he started with long deep strokes from my foot to my butt. I sort of resigned to the fact that if this was as far as the massage went, I would be happy, and wondered if he had forgotten about my request for extra work on my inner thighs.
He worked on my lower body and worked his way up to my butt, kneading it in a way that was not unusual for any standard massage, although I did notice the motion he was using kept spreading my cheeks apart slightly, with his fingers just running along the inside of my crack. Again, I didn't think much of it, but was hard again and definitely no longer drifting off.
After that, I realized he absolutely hadn't forgotten my request. He started working his hands back and forth down the inside of my thigh, so close to my balls and taint I couldn't help but to moan quietly into the headrest. The more he did it, the more I leaned into his touch, spreading my legs just a bit further apart, bringing my knee to a 90 degree angle to give him better access. I hoped that wasn't too forward, but it just felt so good and he seemed to respond to my movement as well, giving the now exposed parts of my body more attention.
He repeated the massage on my right leg, and by then I thought, wow this guy really knows his way to a great tip. He told me to flip over and I did, my leaking semi well covered by the surprisingly thick blanket, which as he did the fronts of my legs was well secured so as not to expose me any further (a sign I took to mean the best of the massage might have come and gone) He repeated the same movements on the fronts of my thighs, paying generous attention to my inner thighs but stopping just short of my balls. I continued to move with his touch in such a way that the blanked slowly started to slide out from between my legs, exposing just the smallest bit of my throbbing cock. I looked up to eye him and make sure he wasn't grimacing and saw that he was totally focused and unbothered (but I was still worried that I had pushed it too far).
He came up behind my head to do my chest and stomach. His strokes were slow and felt spectacular, thankfully the blanket was thick and my pulsating cock was not so apparent, and he was able to graze it a couple of times without it being offensive. I was in ecstasy.
Every massage I've gotten before has ended here. They say "well that's about it" and they leave, you get up and shove your dick painfully into your jeans, pay, and then head out. To my surprise, he came back around to the side of the table and began massaging my stomach again. It felt great so I went with it. Up and down up and down he rubbed around my abs getting closer to the top of the blanket each time. Then he let his hands go just under the blanket, rubbing the top of each thigh before coming back and circling my stomach again. Every time he did his his hands went further under the blanket, and each time, moving further inside my thighs.
I couldn't believe this was actually happening. His hands were now going from my stomach, to my thighs, then circling my pubes before going back up. He started to do it more deliberately, his hands reaching to grasp the areas to either side of my cock, moving the skin in such a way that made my cock bounce up and down with each stroke and slowly peeling the blanket off exposing all of me. He got closer to me, I took the cue and let my hand rest against the bulge in his jeans. This was sending me over the edge, I thought I was gonna cum without him even touching me, so I sort of recoiled from his touch a bit to show him I was close. I started to rub his bulge with a little more vigor and reached for the button of his jeans, casually trying to undo the button while he moved back to my legs. I was having trouble, so he stood straight up, undid his button, he was wearing some red boxer briefs which he then pulled down and out sprang the hardest cock, drenched in pre cum. I took it in my hands and lubed him up using the pre and heard him gasp a little bit. It was all too much for me, I sat up slightly and took the entire length of his cock in my mouth and just kept it in there for a second it, fully tasting him and feeling it throb a little.
He started stroking me off and I focused on giving him head so I wouldn't cum so quickly. I let my hands roam over his entire body, nipples, tight ass and then let my mouth take the same path and took his entire pec in my mouth and sucked the hell out of his nipples. Again I was on edge, I told him I could barely hold it any more, he bent down and took my cock in his mouth. Holy shit. It was just so warm, he bobbed up and down a couple of times and just before I was about to bust I grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him off before I came but he wouldn't budge. It was one of the longest orgasms of my life, I must have been shooting heavy spurts in his mouth for a solid 40 seconds and he took every drop. He came up and just whispered "Damn dude you cum a lot." He came up beside me and jacked his cock until he spurted thick ass cum all over my chest.
He made sure I understood he could lose his license, he told me that was the first time he's ever done it (hmmm.....) and I paid him and made my way out having fulfilled one of my biggest fantasies ever.
Thanks for reading!
I would be lying if I said massages didn't turn me on. It's the intimacy you experience with a stranger, the "teasing" aspect (getting close to touching your cock but never making contact). Anyway, I was looking to schedule a massage the other day and found a really attractive guy through a legitimate website that connects with you licensed massage therapists. We texted back and forth for a while and finally agreed on a time. I decided to be upfront with him, and told him I was looking for more of a relaxing massage, and that I didn't have any kind of muscle ache but wanted him to massage the more sensitive parts of my body, like inner thighs, and glutes. To my surprise he said no problem, keeping in mind he is licensed so I knew that I was pushing my luck asking him this, and was hoping he would say no if he felt at all uncomfortable by my request. I even asked him about draping, and he said by law I must be draped.
When we met up, I was surprised to find that he was even more attractive than his picture let on. He was well built, bearded, and (to my dismay) wearing a wedding ring. Before the massage began I noticed he took his ring off, probably as to not get it oily or have it affect the massage, but could it have been symbolic of something else?
Honestly I was a little bit nervous, I'm not in stellar shape and thought with the wedding ring and our seemingly different levels of hotness, there would be no "teasing" of boundaries.
The massage began with long, deep strokes down my back circling my ass and then coming back up my sides. It just felt amazing. I can't do it justice with words, but it felt different than any massage I'd had before. He was really taking his time, the slowness felt deliberate and sensual and I got hard immediately. I wasn't too worried because I was properly covered and on my back. He did such a good job I felt like he gave every single muscle its own time and attention. I started to drift off I was so relaxed.
I came to and realized he was lifting half of the blanket covering me to begin on my left leg. Like my back, he started with long deep strokes from my foot to my butt. I sort of resigned to the fact that if this was as far as the massage went, I would be happy, and wondered if he had forgotten about my request for extra work on my inner thighs.
He worked on my lower body and worked his way up to my butt, kneading it in a way that was not unusual for any standard massage, although I did notice the motion he was using kept spreading my cheeks apart slightly, with his fingers just running along the inside of my crack. Again, I didn't think much of it, but was hard again and definitely no longer drifting off.
After that, I realized he absolutely hadn't forgotten my request. He started working his hands back and forth down the inside of my thigh, so close to my balls and taint I couldn't help but to moan quietly into the headrest. The more he did it, the more I leaned into his touch, spreading my legs just a bit further apart, bringing my knee to a 90 degree angle to give him better access. I hoped that wasn't too forward, but it just felt so good and he seemed to respond to my movement as well, giving the now exposed parts of my body more attention.
He repeated the massage on my right leg, and by then I thought, wow this guy really knows his way to a great tip. He told me to flip over and I did, my leaking semi well covered by the surprisingly thick blanket, which as he did the fronts of my legs was well secured so as not to expose me any further (a sign I took to mean the best of the massage might have come and gone) He repeated the same movements on the fronts of my thighs, paying generous attention to my inner thighs but stopping just short of my balls. I continued to move with his touch in such a way that the blanked slowly started to slide out from between my legs, exposing just the smallest bit of my throbbing cock. I looked up to eye him and make sure he wasn't grimacing and saw that he was totally focused and unbothered (but I was still worried that I had pushed it too far).
He came up behind my head to do my chest and stomach. His strokes were slow and felt spectacular, thankfully the blanket was thick and my pulsating cock was not so apparent, and he was able to graze it a couple of times without it being offensive. I was in ecstasy.
Every massage I've gotten before has ended here. They say "well that's about it" and they leave, you get up and shove your dick painfully into your jeans, pay, and then head out. To my surprise, he came back around to the side of the table and began massaging my stomach again. It felt great so I went with it. Up and down up and down he rubbed around my abs getting closer to the top of the blanket each time. Then he let his hands go just under the blanket, rubbing the top of each thigh before coming back and circling my stomach again. Every time he did his his hands went further under the blanket, and each time, moving further inside my thighs.
I couldn't believe this was actually happening. His hands were now going from my stomach, to my thighs, then circling my pubes before going back up. He started to do it more deliberately, his hands reaching to grasp the areas to either side of my cock, moving the skin in such a way that made my cock bounce up and down with each stroke and slowly peeling the blanket off exposing all of me. He got closer to me, I took the cue and let my hand rest against the bulge in his jeans. This was sending me over the edge, I thought I was gonna cum without him even touching me, so I sort of recoiled from his touch a bit to show him I was close. I started to rub his bulge with a little more vigor and reached for the button of his jeans, casually trying to undo the button while he moved back to my legs. I was having trouble, so he stood straight up, undid his button, he was wearing some red boxer briefs which he then pulled down and out sprang the hardest cock, drenched in pre cum. I took it in my hands and lubed him up using the pre and heard him gasp a little bit. It was all too much for me, I sat up slightly and took the entire length of his cock in my mouth and just kept it in there for a second it, fully tasting him and feeling it throb a little.
He started stroking me off and I focused on giving him head so I wouldn't cum so quickly. I let my hands roam over his entire body, nipples, tight ass and then let my mouth take the same path and took his entire pec in my mouth and sucked the hell out of his nipples. Again I was on edge, I told him I could barely hold it any more, he bent down and took my cock in his mouth. Holy shit. It was just so warm, he bobbed up and down a couple of times and just before I was about to bust I grabbed his shoulders and tried to pull him off before I came but he wouldn't budge. It was one of the longest orgasms of my life, I must have been shooting heavy spurts in his mouth for a solid 40 seconds and he took every drop. He came up and just whispered "Damn dude you cum a lot." He came up beside me and jacked his cock until he spurted thick ass cum all over my chest.
He made sure I understood he could lose his license, he told me that was the first time he's ever done it (hmmm.....) and I paid him and made my way out having fulfilled one of my biggest fantasies ever.
Thanks for reading!
