Anal sex or indeed anything involving my bottom was not something I'd ever given any thought to.
At 40, I had been married to Natalie for five years and all my previous relationships had been with ladies.
I had gay friends and work colleagues but it was never something that was even on my radar.
Natalie was five years younger than me and a really pretty girl. She had a nice slender, gym fit body with lovely pert tits and a bum to die for.
We had a pretty good sex life for a married couple. We usually had sex at least once a week and there was still an occasional blow job on offer.
We both had well paid, high powered jobs, so we had busy lives.
We had a great apartment in town on the marina complex which we had owned together before we got married, with a mortgage nearly paid off.
We both kept ourselves fit, doing classes at the exclusive gym inside the complex where we lived.
At 40 I considered myself pretty toned and made sure that I watched what I ate.
Spending so much time at the gym I had started to notice that virtually every guy in the changing room was manscaping. There was hardly a pubic hair in sight.
Chest, dicks, balls and bums were bald. It was obviously the 'in thing' and although it was never something I'd considered before, I mentioned it to Natalie.
'You're not particularly hairy darling but I know how you like to keep yourself nice, so go for it,' she was extremely supportive of the idea.
'There's loads of places around that do male grooming. It will be easy to find somewhere baby,' she advised.
'I thought you might do it?' I quizzed her.
'Me? Are you joking. I'll probably cut one of your balls off with the bloody razor. There are experts babe. Just google male grooming.'
That night in bed I did.
'You're right. There a loads of places. We are in the wrong jobs. Everyone is doing it,' I laughed.
'Please make sure it's a man,' she insisted, 'I don't want you getting your tackle out for some floozy in white overalls,' she teased.
I found an independent guy who had a practice just outside town. His website said that he did massage and all types of male grooming.
He offered an initial session for an hour at £80 which sounded reasonable. So I booked him online for the following day after work at 17.00.
There was a photo of him in his work uniform. He looked to be in his late 50s, a slim guy with short grey hair. He seemed to be a nice, clean cut looking chap.
I showed Natalie.
'Definitely gay,' she said, laughing, 'what's his name?'
'It says Ken here,' I laughed back.
'Well I think Ken is going to love you my darling,' she teased.
Ken's practice was at his private home. He had a nice detached house in a leafy suburb just out of town.
He had confirmed my appointment back via email, with a short questionnaire that I had completed, and he had told me to park on his drive.
He answered the door straight away and I was immediately at ease.
He was really a friendly guy and his home was immaculate. I was introduced to his husband Marcus (Natalie was right), before he showed me through to the rear of the house where his clinic was set up.
It was a spacious room with a large massage table in the middle with towels across it. There were aromatic candles and it was dimly lit.
Everything was spotless and it smelt great.
Ken himself was dressed in loose fitting trousers with flip flops and a smart T shirt. He looked like his picture on the web. Clean shaven, slim with short grey hair.
He invited me to sit down so we could chat.
'You're in great shape,' he complimented, 'can I confirm no health issues at all.'
'No issues at all Ken,' I confirmed.
'You're 40 years old and married, right?'
'Yes. Married 5 years to Natalie.'
'Does she know you're here?,' he smiled.
'Yes,' I laughed, 'she helped me pick you out. She insisted that I saw a man.'
'Wise girl. She doesn't want a hot guy like you showing his bits to a lady,' he chuckled.
'That's almost word for word what she said.'
We laughed together. He was really easy to get on with.
'So male grooming?' he quizzed.
We laughed as I relayed the gym changing room story.
'Ok. I need you to get undressed for me and we can take a look,' he said.
I undressed while he sat and made some notes. I was naked except for my boxers.
He smiled.
'You'll need to take those off. Please believe me when I tell you that I've seen it all before,' he chuckled.
I removed the shorts and stood naked in front of him. I felt ok about it. My dick was a good size, about 7 inches. So nothing to be shy about.
'Wow. You're a bit of a hunk I must say,' he chuckled, teasing me.
'Thanks,' I said nervously.
'Ok. You're not an overly hairy guy so you just need tidying up a bit. You've booked for an hour so let's start with a massage to relax you a bit and then we can make you look gorgeous down there.'
'You're the expert,' I said, 'that all sounds ok.'
'Hop up on the table face down and I can chill you out.'
He did a 20 minute soothing full body massage with me naked face down. I have to say he did have magic hands and I was suitably ready for the main event.
'If you lie still for a moment and I'll get my shaving things ready for you.'
He came back with his equipment and unclipped two harnesses from the ceiling.
'Right I like to put clients in the stirrups for this. It means I can get access to all areas,' he laughed.
'I'll need you right at the end of the bed and then rock yourself on to your back and I'll clip you in.'
I did as I was told and I was on my back, legs apart with my ankles clipped into leather bracelets that dangled from harnesses secured to the ceiling.
It was a bit bondage like, but it did the job as he had perfect access to my bum, cock and balls.
He put a pillow behind my head and sat on a stool at the end of the bed.
'Right. I'm going to lube you up,' he giggled.
He poured a clear liquid into his hands and massaged it into my cock and balls. I gasped. It felt great.
'Don't worry. Just because a man is doing it to you, it can still feel nice. Relax,' he instructed.
He cupped my balls and continued to massage down towards my bum and found my hole rubbing the liquid around it.
'God,' I said under my breath. It felt good and my cock twitched in his hand. I was getting hard.
'Somebody likes their bum hole being touched. Please relax it's quite It's normal,' he continued rub it gently.
'I'm really sorry,' I said, my cock was now fully erect.
'Do not be sorry for this beautiful specimen,' he gripped my rock hard cock, 'just relax it's easier to shave when it's this hard.'
I lay spread eagled in the stirrups while he proceeded to gently shave my cock and balls.
I have to say it was such an erotic experience. Allowing this man full access to my most private areas had really turned me on. I was rock hard.
He moved down to my bum and carefully shaved all around my arsehole before edging his way in and removing the most intimate hairs.
'This is incredible,' I found myself saying.
'You do seem to be enjoying it very much,' he laughed, 'I'm glad.'
