Massage. A new experience for me.
I am lying there on my stomach being kneaded by strong hands, with a tiny little towel doubled folded and laid over my ass. The masseur is a sun tanned body builder type who also has a little towel wrapped around his waste. He has a very hot body of course and is the sort of man every woman wants to fuck. He is slowly rubbing oil into my legs, my thighs in particular. His hands move closer up toward my crotch with every movement. I slowly open my legs a little so he can massage further up my inner thighs. The feeling of his hands is electric. I can feel my dick hardening to his touch, even if it is squashed beneath me. I feel his fingers accidentally touch my balls. Just a slight touch. Enough to make we want to cum already. He is so hot. I see his muscular tanned body next to me, the little towel around his waist. I look at the slight bump made by his dick. I imagine it is getting bigger. Maybe it is. It is right in front of my face now. Only inches away...
He is moving his hands up my thighs now. It feels so good. He once again bumps my balls. He must realise my dick is getting so hard? What can I say?
"Sorry, but you have a such a hot body. Do you mind if I just suck your cock?"
What if he is not into that sort of thing? A woman only type man. What a waste that would be! My mind starts to wander with desire. I recall the day before when I came home unexpectedly. I heard noises from the bedroom. I slipped off my shoes and quietly climbed the stairs. Through the crack between door and jamb I peered in. There was my wife, naked, on the bed, my brother's hard dick in her mouth. A teen guy was behind her, also naked, pumping his rather slender but quite long dick into her cunt. Another older man was by her head, naked as were they all, slowly stroking his horse like member, waiting for his turn on my wife's cocksucking mouth. The fucking slut! I couldn't believe my eyes.
I knew I should march in, indignant, demand to know what was going on. Order them all from my house, including my wife. But I didn't. Instead I stood there, cuckold that I now am, unzipped my fly, and with difficulty extracted my quickly hardening dick. I slowly began stroking it to a complete erection. I watched as my brother's body arched back slightly, obviously delivering his load of cum into my wife's very willing mouth. When she finally finished sucking and licking his meat she turned to the older man, All the time the teen just kept fucking her, watching the older men. The old guy quickly pushed his enormous cock into her mouth. She was moaning as she sucked. I didn't know she desired such a big cock, or so much of it. It wasn't long before he too delivered his warm load into her mouth. I wished it was my mouth. Finally I saw the young guy spear her hungry cunt with a final lunge of his hot teen cock. They finally collapsed onto the bed. I spewed my load of cum all over the wall. Luckily it is painted white. I quickly, quietly, cleaned up the mess with my handkerchief, and made my way silently back down the stairs. Then I opened and closed the door, calling out that I was home. I imagined the panic upstairs. Too good.
I came back to reality. This sexy hunk was moving his hands toward my crotch again. I felt his hand lightly touch my balls once more. I was sure I was going to cum.
"Roll over", he smiled.
