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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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A story from a mate of mine....
I've been plucking up courage to try a massage for ages and last week finally had one! Boy do I wish I'd done it sooner!
I consider myself to be straight and was contemplating whether to have a female or male masseur. In the end I decided to go with a friends recommendation and booked an appointment with a guy my mate has been to several times for a 'Tantric Massage'.
Nervous doesn't even describe how I felt. I had had a brief description of the massage in advance and knew that I was going to have my whole body touched including my cock and arse.
I was worried that I'd either get a boner straight away or be so nervous that I wouldn't be able to!
I arrived at this guys house and with sweaty palms knocked on the door.
The guy who answered was about 40, nice looking, nice build and really friendly. He asked me in and took me upstairs to the massage room.
The room was lit with soft lighting and candles and the massage couch was draped in white towels. I spied a number of bottles of massage oil on the table by the couch. Music was also being played quietly and the whole set up seemed professional and relaxed.
The masseur asked me to undress and lay down on the couch face up, pointing out a small hand towel to hide my modesty.
He then left the room saying he'd be back in 5 mins.
I was bricking it!!!
I was so nervous I struggled to undo my shirt buttons. But eventually got myself stripped and laid out as instructed, towel strategically placed over my knob.
He came back in and asked me a few questions such as did I have any back,neck or shoulder injuries etc to which I said no.
He then went on to explain what the massage would entail and started to talk about chakra points.
As he did, he placed one hand on several points starting at my head and climbing down my chest and belly. The last point was my 'base chakra' and at this point he gently but firmly cupped my cock and balls through the towel explaining as he did so. I felt my cock twitch a little before he moved away.
He then asked me to turn over and I put my face through a hole in the massage couch. I felt vulnerable yet excited, knowing my arse and bollocks were on display to another man.
The masseur was wearing really short white shorts and a vest. As he moved around the couch I could see his feet and bare legs.
He started by pouring hot oil onto my back, smoothing his hands up and down the sides and rubbing his fingers up and down my back. I started to relax. But not for long, as i had my arms by my side I could feel the rough cotton of his shorts as he leaned over me, his bulge pressed against my arms.
I started to get hard, and tried to casually adjust my position to control my knob.
I couldn't believe I was getting horny with another bloke.
After my back he began working on my legs, starting at the bottom he smoothed the oil up my inner legs to my arse and back down the backs of my legs. My knob was rock hard and I was aware that he could probably see my bollocks tensing as he got to the tops of my thighs.
Suddenly he stopped and I lay there wondering what was next. Slowly he poured a line of hot oil from my neck right down my spine stopping at the top of my arse crack. Some of the oil poured down between my cheeks and ran over my bollocks. Fuck it felt fantastic.
He then moved to my head and I could see his feet below me. I knew his crotch was right over my head and this made me even hornier.
Slowly he slid each hand down my spine and instead of finishing at the bottom of my back his fingers slid right down between my arse cheeks, brushing my arsehole and bollocks as he did so. He then drew his hands up my sides and repeated this several times.
My knob felt like it was gonna pop. I was leaking pre-cum all over the towel beneath me and I couldn't help but groan as his fingers parted my ass cheeks.
Eventually he stopped and asked me to turn over. By this time I didn't care and flipped over with a raging 7 inches of cock covered in pre-cum.
He ignored it and proceeded to massage my chest legs and arms, slowly and purposefully, all the time avoiding touching my knob.
Just as I was beginning to lose my boner he stepped away from the couch and grabbed another bottle of heated oil. This time he dripped it slowly like candle wax onto my knob and bollocks. I was harder than I've ever been!
Slowly he rubbed his hand over my helmet, gently tugging my bollocks at the same time. What he actually did with his hands I don't know but my knob was pulled, stroked, teased and massaged for the next 10 minutes or so and I have never felt anything so good from any woman. I could feel my spunk start to rise and he seemed to sense it, gripping the base of my knob and pressing on what I guess to be my prostate under my bollocks. I gasped as I shot an arc of red hot spunk over my head, the next jet landed on my face and I must have pumped another 4 or 5 spurts over my chest. It was the most amazing orgasm I've ever had!
Slowly I caught my breath and he gently wiped my cum off me.
I expected to feel guilty afterwards but I didn't. I was slowly wrapped in a sheet and almost fell asleep as he massaged my head and neck.
Afterwards we chatted and he said most of his male clients are bi or straight and married. He also does a similar massage for women and couples. I'm now trying to talk the wife into trying one with me.
I'll deffo be back for another one with or without the missus. It was fucking amazing and yes, even though I let this guy effectively wank me off I still consider myself 100% straight!!
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