This is my first story, please be a little kind. Since I'm new at this, I would appreciate any and all feedback. Please feel free to email me.
Warning, this is male on male erotica.
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I was worn out from a hard weeks work. At last my construction business was picking up, only I had some bills and didn't want to take on adding an employee. My first goal was to dig out of this hole then I would worry about expanding my business. So, that meant that I had to help pitch in and do some of the constructions.
After a couples weeks of hard labor, heavy lifting, this and that, well my body wasn't ready for that type of torture. Guess you can say that I became soft being so focused on the business side of things that the heaviest thing I had to lift was a pen. My body defiantly was feeling the strain. I needed a massage to relieve the knots and kinks. However I had no idea where I could find a masseur in this small town. Sure we had Asian massage parlors but I think they are a front for prostitution, not sure why I feel that way.
Anyway later that evening I was surfing the net looking when I came across an advertisement for a male masseur. I clicked on the link and was pleasantly surprised at how professional the office looked. Maybe this was the right solution for my needs? The next morning I contacted them and set up an appointment for the following day. I was still soar and needed relief.
Finally the big day for my massage, boy was I ever ready. I haven't had a massage in ten years, how sad is that? Arriving on time, I walked into the spa. A nice looking administration person gave me a quick tour and asked me if I wanted to take a shower.
Course I said yes, as I just came from a job site. She led me to the shower room and handed me a clean towel and robe. I disrobe and took my shower. It felt nice, the how shower. Slowly I could feel the hot water to beat my job off my body. Once finished I prepare for my massage, wrapped the towel around me, lay face down on the table as instructed.
Before long a man entered and introduced himself to me as my masseur, but I was too relaxed to look up at him. Instead I mumbled something and he started to apply warm lotion on my back. His hands were small but strong and he found all the right spots. He started with my head covered every inch; I could feel the tensions leaving my body.
After only ten minutes I was putty in his hands. The stresses of my job left my mind. I could feel my body starting to feel human again. Everything was perfect, I thought it doesn't get any better than this? Then I felt it, my hands were at my sides and turned slightly up, and he leaned against the table to reach a spot on my opposite side and placed his cock right in my hand. He was wearing a thin pair of silk shorts and a tank top so it left little to the imagination! I was frozen. I didn't react at all just let things happen. Never in my life did I ever consider myself to be gay, or even bisexual, but this started to arouse me. Maybe it was the massage but I was turned me on. He continued the massage and was now on my opposite side and then he did it again leaning in so his cock was in my other hand. Was it accidental or intentional?
I could feel my own cock becoming hard as my curiosity was turned up a notch. Things really started to become erotic when he started to massage my butt cheeks. He continued massaging my ass for what felt like ten minutes or so.
He softly asked if he should leave the towel on or would it be okay to remove it.
Never in my life have I been shy and by this point what did it matter? There was nothing I could do to hide my erection. He removed the towel and applied more lotion to his hands but he didn't go straight to my butt, instead he started on my legs and boy did that feel good. Wow, why have I waited so long for this? I should get massaged every week. My masseur opened legs allowing him more access to my sore muscles. Being a good client and feeling horny, I spread them a little wider for ease of range.
By now I was in seventh heaven. I was feeling brave and even a little daring. I couldn't help but feel a little of an exhibitionist. I knew from where he was standing that he could see how aroused I had grown to become. There was no way he couldn't see that I was excited.
Never in my life had a man touched me like this. Never in my life had a man turned me on this way!
My masseur slowly worked his hands higher and higher, my legs spread even wider on their own. Now he had complete access to me! He took advantage of it also massaging up to my cheeks and 'accidently' bushing my balls as he massaged my inner thigh area.
Then I felt it again, his cock touched my hand!
He acted like nothing had happened but a minute later he did it again! I could feel him leaning in and placed that cock right in my hand. By now I was so comfortable and horny that I started to squeeze his cock. I actually took his cock in my hand!
He felt nice, not over big and sort of slim.
More magic! I felt him becoming hard in my hand! I mean, I felt him get an erection while I was holding his cock. Wow, that was so amazing and kinky! I've never seen, let alone held a man's cock as he became hard.
I could tell he was getting excited too. His breathing had changed which told me that he was also having a good time. He made no effort to remove it just let me squeeze it and went about massaging my butt cheeks thoroughly. It was one of the hottest feelings I've ever had!
What a mental image I had in my head. I was really enjoying this man working over my butt, and to have this man's hard cock in my hand was thrilling. He never missed a beat though he just kept massaging my but the traveled around and started on the other side and just like on queue placed his by now fully hard cock right in my other hand. I wondered how many times a day this happened to him?
The massage on my ass really had me heated up. My masseur had poured generous amounts of warm oil on my ass as he worked the oil into my skin. Then it happened again, something new for m me to experience. I felt his fingers touching my hole. Between the oil on my body and his hands, he easily slipped a finger inside me.
I swear that my cock became a little harder! My masseur was a struggling to remain mostly professional, but it was clearly obvious that he wanted this to become something more than a massage.
