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The room was dimly lit, the soft glow of candles casting flickering shadows on the walls. The scent of lavender filled the air, a calming aroma that promised relaxation and escape from the stresses of the day. Tom lay face up on the massage table, his body exposed and vulnerable, yet oddly at ease. He had stripped down to nothing, his cock slightly swollen and resting on his left thigh, his ball sack hanging between his legs. He felt a mix of anticipation and curiosity, the kind that made his heart race just a little faster.
The door creaked open, and Jeff stepped in, his presence immediately commanding attention. He was about Tom's age, with long hair that framed his face, and a firm handshake that spoke of confidence and skill. He smiled as he saw Tom lying there, completely nude, and said, "I see you're not shy."
Tom chuckled, feeling a bit self-conscious but pushing it aside. "No, not at all. I'm comfortable."
Jeff nodded, his eyes lingering on Tom's body for a moment before he walked to the head of the table. He began with a head massage, his fingers expertly kneading the tension from Tom's scalp. The sensation was heavenly, and Tom closed his eyes, letting himself sink into the experience.
As Jeff moved down to Tom's chest, he oiled up his hands and began working on the hairy pecs. The touch was firm yet gentle, and Tom couldn't help but moan softly as Jeff's palms swept over his nipples. They were hardwired to his cock, and the slightest touch sent a jolt of pleasure straight to his groin. His cock twitched, growing harder by the second.
"Sorry," Tom murmured, feeling a bit embarrassed. "My nips are... sensitive."
Jeff chuckled, his fingers pinching Tom's nipples lightly. "Yes, I see."
Tom's breath hitched, and he felt his cock throb in response. Jeff moved to the right side of the table, focusing on Tom's arm. He did a couple of stretches, then placed Tom's hand on his abs. The muscle was solid, clearly well-maintained, and Tom found himself unconsciously massaging Jeff's torso.
"You're getting warm," Jeff noted, glancing down at Tom's hand on his body. "Mind if I take off my shirt?"
Tom grinned, feeling bolder than he had in years. "Sure, I'm already before you in all my glory. Knock yourself out."
Jeff smiled, peeling off his shirt to reveal a perfectly sculpted six-pack, covered in just the right amount of hair. It was a major turn-on for Tom, and his cock jumped back to full mast. Jeff noticed the reaction and wrapped his hand around Tom's cock, slowly massaging it up and down. Pre-cum flowed freely, providing more than enough lube for the stroking.
Tom's mind raced, a mix of excitement and nervousness. He had never been this intimate with another man, but something about Jeff made him feel safe, desired even. When Jeff leaned over to take Tom's cock into his mouth, Tom stopped him, his voice shaky. "Wait... you need to lose the shorts."
Jeff's eyes sparkled with amusement as he stepped back from the table, dropping his shorts and jock to the floor. Tom's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Jeff's perfectly tanned body, the white skin where his speedo had been stark against the rest of his tan. His cock was clean-shaven, slightly bigger than Tom's own, and utterly gorgeous.
Jeff climbed onto the table, placing a knee on either side of Tom's head. His cock was inches from Tom's face, and Tom opened his mouth, swallowing him whole. The taste of soap and pre-cum mingled on his tongue, and he moaned around Jeff's cock, his hands gripping Jeff's thighs for support.
Jeff groaned, his hips moving in rhythm with Tom's sucking. They spent several minutes pleasuring each other, the room filled with the sounds of their mutual enjoyment. Just when Tom thought he couldn't take any more, Jeff pulled out of his throat, stepping off the table.
Tom's heart sank, thinking they might be done, but Jeff had other plans. He walked to the foot of the table, pulling Tom to the edge so that his ass hung over the edge. Jeff placed Tom's legs on his shoulders, leaning forward to give him a deep hamstring stretch. Tom's knees pressed into his chest, and he felt Jeff's lubed finger at his hole.
Tom inhaled sharply, his body tensing. Jeff's mouth replaced his cock, pressing against Tom's lips as he began to tongue fuck him. At the same time, Jeff's finger slid into Tom's ass, slowly stretching him. The dual sensations were overwhelming, and Tom's cock hardened once more.
"Take a breath," Jeff whispered against Tom's lips, and when Tom did, Jeff pushed the head of his cock into Tom's ass. There was a moment of pain, quickly replaced by waves of pleasure that made Tom's eyes roll back in his head. Jeff held himself there, letting Tom adjust, then slid the rest of himself inside.
"Oh hell yes," Tom gasped, his body arching under the intense pleasure.
Jeff began to thrust, initially slow and deep, then quickening the pace with half strokes in between. Tom's body responded, his cock leaking pre-cum, his ass clenching around Jeff's cock. A couple of times, Tom thought he would cum without touching himself, but Jeff seemed to sense it, changing his pace or pausing to let Tom catch his breath.
Finally, Jeff paused, pulling his mouth off Tom's and looking down at him. "Ready?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.
Tom nodded, squeezing Jeff's manhood with his ass muscles. Jeff let out an "Oh fuck," and began to slam into Tom with all his might. Tom could feel Jeff's nut sack slapping against his ass, the sound echoing in the room. Jeff grabbed Tom's cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts.
Tom couldn't hold back any longer, his orgasm building to a crescendo. With a loud groan, he came, shooting cum all over his stomach, chest, and face. The sensation was too much, and Jeff followed suit, his orgasm causing Tom to cum again, his body trembling with the intensity of it.
When they were both done, Jeff let Tom's legs drop off his shoulders, laying his head on Tom's chest. He licked some of Tom's cum off, raising up for a final kiss as his cock slipped out of Tom's hole. Jeff cleaned them both up, finishing the massage with a tenderness that made Tom feel cherished.
As Jeff left the room to give Tom some privacy, Tom lay there, his body sated and his mind racing. This was a new experience, one that had awakened desires he hadn't known he had. And as he dressed, he knew one thing for certain: he would be back.
The door creaked open, and Jeff stepped in, his presence immediately commanding attention. He was about Tom's age, with long hair that framed his face, and a firm handshake that spoke of confidence and skill. He smiled as he saw Tom lying there, completely nude, and said, "I see you're not shy."
Tom chuckled, feeling a bit self-conscious but pushing it aside. "No, not at all. I'm comfortable."
Jeff nodded, his eyes lingering on Tom's body for a moment before he walked to the head of the table. He began with a head massage, his fingers expertly kneading the tension from Tom's scalp. The sensation was heavenly, and Tom closed his eyes, letting himself sink into the experience.
As Jeff moved down to Tom's chest, he oiled up his hands and began working on the hairy pecs. The touch was firm yet gentle, and Tom couldn't help but moan softly as Jeff's palms swept over his nipples. They were hardwired to his cock, and the slightest touch sent a jolt of pleasure straight to his groin. His cock twitched, growing harder by the second.
"Sorry," Tom murmured, feeling a bit embarrassed. "My nips are... sensitive."
Jeff chuckled, his fingers pinching Tom's nipples lightly. "Yes, I see."
Tom's breath hitched, and he felt his cock throb in response. Jeff moved to the right side of the table, focusing on Tom's arm. He did a couple of stretches, then placed Tom's hand on his abs. The muscle was solid, clearly well-maintained, and Tom found himself unconsciously massaging Jeff's torso.
"You're getting warm," Jeff noted, glancing down at Tom's hand on his body. "Mind if I take off my shirt?"
Tom grinned, feeling bolder than he had in years. "Sure, I'm already before you in all my glory. Knock yourself out."
Jeff smiled, peeling off his shirt to reveal a perfectly sculpted six-pack, covered in just the right amount of hair. It was a major turn-on for Tom, and his cock jumped back to full mast. Jeff noticed the reaction and wrapped his hand around Tom's cock, slowly massaging it up and down. Pre-cum flowed freely, providing more than enough lube for the stroking.
Tom's mind raced, a mix of excitement and nervousness. He had never been this intimate with another man, but something about Jeff made him feel safe, desired even. When Jeff leaned over to take Tom's cock into his mouth, Tom stopped him, his voice shaky. "Wait... you need to lose the shorts."
Jeff's eyes sparkled with amusement as he stepped back from the table, dropping his shorts and jock to the floor. Tom's breath caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Jeff's perfectly tanned body, the white skin where his speedo had been stark against the rest of his tan. His cock was clean-shaven, slightly bigger than Tom's own, and utterly gorgeous.
Jeff climbed onto the table, placing a knee on either side of Tom's head. His cock was inches from Tom's face, and Tom opened his mouth, swallowing him whole. The taste of soap and pre-cum mingled on his tongue, and he moaned around Jeff's cock, his hands gripping Jeff's thighs for support.
Jeff groaned, his hips moving in rhythm with Tom's sucking. They spent several minutes pleasuring each other, the room filled with the sounds of their mutual enjoyment. Just when Tom thought he couldn't take any more, Jeff pulled out of his throat, stepping off the table.
Tom's heart sank, thinking they might be done, but Jeff had other plans. He walked to the foot of the table, pulling Tom to the edge so that his ass hung over the edge. Jeff placed Tom's legs on his shoulders, leaning forward to give him a deep hamstring stretch. Tom's knees pressed into his chest, and he felt Jeff's lubed finger at his hole.
Tom inhaled sharply, his body tensing. Jeff's mouth replaced his cock, pressing against Tom's lips as he began to tongue fuck him. At the same time, Jeff's finger slid into Tom's ass, slowly stretching him. The dual sensations were overwhelming, and Tom's cock hardened once more.
"Take a breath," Jeff whispered against Tom's lips, and when Tom did, Jeff pushed the head of his cock into Tom's ass. There was a moment of pain, quickly replaced by waves of pleasure that made Tom's eyes roll back in his head. Jeff held himself there, letting Tom adjust, then slid the rest of himself inside.
"Oh hell yes," Tom gasped, his body arching under the intense pleasure.
Jeff began to thrust, initially slow and deep, then quickening the pace with half strokes in between. Tom's body responded, his cock leaking pre-cum, his ass clenching around Jeff's cock. A couple of times, Tom thought he would cum without touching himself, but Jeff seemed to sense it, changing his pace or pausing to let Tom catch his breath.
Finally, Jeff paused, pulling his mouth off Tom's and looking down at him. "Ready?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.
Tom nodded, squeezing Jeff's manhood with his ass muscles. Jeff let out an "Oh fuck," and began to slam into Tom with all his might. Tom could feel Jeff's nut sack slapping against his ass, the sound echoing in the room. Jeff grabbed Tom's cock, stroking him in time with his thrusts.
Tom couldn't hold back any longer, his orgasm building to a crescendo. With a loud groan, he came, shooting cum all over his stomach, chest, and face. The sensation was too much, and Jeff followed suit, his orgasm causing Tom to cum again, his body trembling with the intensity of it.
When they were both done, Jeff let Tom's legs drop off his shoulders, laying his head on Tom's chest. He licked some of Tom's cum off, raising up for a final kiss as his cock slipped out of Tom's hole. Jeff cleaned them both up, finishing the massage with a tenderness that made Tom feel cherished.
As Jeff left the room to give Tom some privacy, Tom lay there, his body sated and his mind racing. This was a new experience, one that had awakened desires he hadn't known he had. And as he dressed, he knew one thing for certain: he would be back.
