I gave a massage to a new client the other day. His girlfriend had set the whole thing up.
"Make it sensual." she had told me.
I had teased him mercilessly throughout his massage, stripping nude and caressing him very sensually. I knelt between his thighs and stroked my hands very gently over his behind. It was nice and round, smooth and tan. My fingertips would gently stroke up the insides of his thighs and barely touch his balls; he was hard in no time. I couldn't resist leaning down and gently kissing each round globe. It looked like a girl's ass; beautiful. I had straddled him as I rubbed his back, letting my big cock stroke back and forth over his smooth, round butt. When he rolled over onto his back, he got a good look at how big and hard I was. I kneeled beside him so that he could see the length and the thickness of my erection. All modesty aside, I have an amazing penis; it's about 9 ½" long, perfectly straight and very thick.
I stroked his stomach and his thighs, inching closer and closer to his cock. It stood there throbbing.
"Can I touch your penis?" I asked him.
"Sure," he said nervously. He had told me that he had never done anything with a man before. I ran my fingertips up his thigh and gently over his nice full balls, a couple of times. Then I traced the outline of his cock.
"Ooh, you're so hard," I said as I began gently stroking the length of his penis. "Does that feel good?" He nodded. "God, Peter. Your cock is so beautiful. Ooh, you feel so good in my hand." My other hand began gently stroking his balls. "You make me so hard," I told him.
"Yeah. I see that," he replied. My long cock stood up insistently, right next to his hip. His eyes never left it, as I stroked his beautiful penis and testicles. He lay there a long time as I played, and stroked him. He was breathing heavily as my fingers gently trailed over the length of his hardness. His balls were full and tight, as my fingers caressed them.
"Mmm. So beautiful," I whispered. "Does it feel good?" He nodded. "Yeah, I bet. Beautiful penis. Do you like having a man stroke your cock?"
"Oh yeah. I do."
"This is making me so excited!" I told him. "I love touching your cock like this." He was trembling uncontrollably. "I want to make you come." He was breathing so hard. "Can I kiss it?" He nodded, his eyes glued to me. I leaned down and with our eyes locked together, gave a lingering wet kiss to the head. "Fuck Peter. This is so hot!"
"Oh, that feels good."
"Yeah? I'm glad. It really turns me on. Can I kiss it again?"
"Be my guest," he murmured happily. I kissed it twice more. The second time I gave the head a quick lick. Peter was watching me intently.
"I bet you would feel so good in my mouth," I whispered to him.
"Ohh," came his shaky reply, as his head fell back onto the pillow. I moved up and with my lips gently touching his ear, whispered,
"Would you like me to suck your cock?" I had asked him.
"I would love it", came his quiet reply.
I spent a long time whispering in his ear while stroking him gently. I was telling him how gorgeous his cock was and how much I was going to love sucking him off; sliding my lips up and down the length of his gorgeous cock; feeling it deep in my mouth; licking it all over; kissing the smooth head; making him shoot off.
"I want you to fill my mouth up with your sweet come." I told him how I was going to swallow every inch of him into my throat, but that I wanted to watch him watch me as I gave him head. I stood up full height, so close my cock was stroking against his leg. He looked up at me. "Wouldn't Lisa love to watch this?"
His girlfriend was responsible for this whole thing anyway. She had mentioned to me one time how her boyfriend had been fantasizing about this kind of thing for awhile. She and I had been friends for some time and had talked about sex quite a bit. She was a gorgeous blond and a personal trainer with tits that were absolutely flawless. She knew that I was pretty easygoing about my sensuality and that I was very straight but had fantasized about men on occasion. When we discussed Peter, I felt like it would be fun to give him a sensual massage and take it as far as I could.
Now here he was, lying on his back staring at my hard cock while my hand slid gently up and down his erection.
"You want to talk about a gorgeous cock, yours is magnificent!" he said in a hushed tone.
"Touch it for me" I replied. His trembling hand reached out and stroked me very lightly.
"Your cock is so big!"
"Yeah? You like that?"
"God, it turns me on."
"I'm glad you like it." I replied. We continued for a long time like that, stroking each other erections gently. "This is so fun. Your hand feels so good. You like touching my cock?" He simply nodded, watching it in his hand. "I love having you touch it."
I was drooling to get him in my mouth.
"God, I would love to suck you. I can't wait anymore. Are you ready for your blowjob?"
"Oh, yeah", he moaned
"I want to give you the best blowjob that you've ever had! I want you in my throat." I moved between his legs with our eyes locked. "Watch me, Peter. Watch my mouth as I do you." I lowered my mouth to his cock and took him all the way in, my tongue swirling around it. I pressed the head to the back of my throat and swallowed it down. His head fell back and his eyes rolled up, as he moaned a long breath of ecstasy.