Massage

Every so often I like to go get a massage to help work out all the stress. I made an appointment with my regular masseuse, a lovely woman named Eve, for the following Friday. I just happened to get the last spot of the day.

So late that Friday afternoon I headed over to the massage parlour. Upon entering the parlour, I noticed that there was no else in the waiting room. I went up to the front desk and rang the bell. The receptionist, Henrietta, came around the corner and saw me.

“Oh, Mr. Goodluck,” she says. “I guess I forgot to phone you. Eve had to leave early today for a family emergency. I’m afraid you’ll have to cancel your appointment.”

I was very displeased with this news. “Unless,” Henrietta continues, “We have a new masseuse who just started working here. I can get you in for a massage right away. However, this new masseuse is male. If you don’t mind that, I can send you in.”

“Why would I mind that?” I ask.

“Well, you know, some guys are…well…they don’t want to be touched like that by another man,” she says.

“Oh,” I say, “well, I’m not one of those guys.” Adding emphasis on the word ‘those’.

She smiles at me, “Perfect!” She leads me down the hallway and gets me situated in the far massage room. As per the usual instructions, I strip out of my clothes and have a quick shower in the changing area, then head to the massage table with the towel wrapped around my waist.

A few moments later the masseuse enters the room. I’m shocked to see that it’s my next door neighbour. My dick twitches a bit. He is wearing a loose white tank-top that hangs over his shorts. When he sees me, he gets a huge smile on his face. “Hi there,” he says, “I’m Augusto. Nice to finally meet you.”

Augusto holds out his hand and I shake it. “Owen,” I say, telling him my name.

Augusto begins to ask me questions about the type of massage I want today and any pressure spots he should ignore or focus on. After our discussion, Augusto gives me a smaller towel and I lay face down on the massage table, with the towel just covering my butt.

Augusto begins the massage. The warm and exotic massage oils that he uses gives off a relaxing aura and my body melts as he expertly moves his soft hands all over my backside.

Before I know it, I’m fully hard. I also must have drifted off into a subconscious state, for before I knew it, Augusto was instructing me to turn over so he could work on my front side.

As I turn over, the towel slips off my body and falls to the floor. Augusto looks at my hard dick. “Wow, you must really be enjoying the massage.” I blush. “Hey, that’s ok. I can’t say that I’m not enjoying rubbing my hands all over your body.” Augusto lifts up his tank-top enough so that I can see the bulge in the front of his shorts. Then he bends down and picks up the towel. “Guess we don’t really need this anymore,” he says, tossing the towel in a hamper.

He instructs me to lay fully on my back and he continues the massage. He massages the rest of my body, and I go back into my state of relaxation.

I snap back into reality just before the massage is over, awaken by Augusto asking me something. I look up and over to him. Augusto was paused, his hands rubbing around my pelvic area. “Do you…maybe want me to take care of that for you,” he says, gesturing toward my still hard dick.

I just nod. Augusto adds more warm oil and begins massaging my testicles in his hands before sliding them up and around my shaft. He massages my dick and balls, working my shaft up and down in his hands, or fondling my balls, or pressing his hands firmly against my family jewels and giving them a proper massage.

I don’t even think I’ve cummed so much in my entire life. I shoot my warm massive load up all over my belly and chest. Augusto continues to pump every last drop out of me as he massages my cum into my body. “Wow,” he says after I’m done.

“Wow,” I say back. We are both smiling like crazy.

Augusto finishes the massage and then he instructs me to have a post-massage shower as he cleans up. Once I’m washed and dressed, we say our goodbyes for the time being. On my way out, I make sure to book another massage appointment for as soon as possible.