“ Have Massage table, Will locomotion"reads the card of a man.

I 'm in my belated forties. Healthy and concerned in staying that way. So I 'm in right shape and like to rally my bike, walk, hike, exercising at my home plate with weight, stretching and Martial Arts. I learned massage from the local community college to try something different after 25 years in the computing machine industriousness. Unmarried but happy, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and matter to things to do.

Purchased a nice second script tabular array with all the adherence. Assembled a collection of lotions and oils in a piddling blackened bag, and placed an add in the local papers and magazine publisher to try massage work. The add simply show, `` Have Massage Table, testament Travel '' and included my number.

After a couple day I received my first call. The man on the early end of the line introduced himself as Rob. We chatted about my massage style and availableness. Near the end of the conversation he asked me a head I had n't thought about.
'' Do you come by yourself ? ``

I was n't sure how to respond but thought he might be embarrassed to have someone else watching him getting massaged. Some people are like that. Not usually men though.
'' Sure. I drive, and my equipment is lite. ``

'' Do you need any peculiar arrangement ? ``

Again, I thought it was an odd question but did n't want to turn down my kickoff striking from the new ad.
'' No, I 'm commodity to go. Really. ``

'' You sound like a dainty guy. I hope you can help me. When can we meet ? ``

He gave me his address and striking info. We made an appointment and I planned my usual application based on the type of massage he wanted. But I will take my spare bag as I wanted to impress a new client with my knowledge and diversity. I thanked him for the opportunity and we hung up.

This was exciting. My first claim and I 've landed a customer. At least a first-class honours degree massage.

Three days later I was pulling my paraphernalia out of the car and into a skillful abode in the suburb. High class neck of the woods with a park nearby and quiet streets. When the doorway opened I was impressed by the shape of this guy. I 'm 6 foot tall and a trivial sparse. He was slightly poor. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more muscular and cut. He was wearing a puritanical muscle shirt and black basketball short pants with sandals.

He looked me over and smiled. So, I smiled back, introduced myself and handed him my card.

'' I 'm Rob. Please, bring your affair and observe me. ``

We walked down a darken entry into the main parting of the sign. The curtains were closed and the way was dimly lit but pleasant. There was mess of room so I set up the table and asked to use the bathroom to give him time to disrobe and lay on the table.
"Cover yourself with the mainsheet and relax."

He pulled up his shirt a petty to show his abs.
'' I 'm not shy if you 're not. ``

I shrugged my shoulders.
'' That 's ticket. Any way you like it. ``

'' I like you already. ``

I pointed to the table.
'' Go ahead and lead off face down please. ``

He smiled and started to undress as I turned and followed his directions to the bathroom. The room was well decorated as was the respite of the house. I cleaned up and did my two minute countdown before heading back. I tried to clear my mind of Rod 's peculiarities. He 's a gracious guy. He 's just a picayune friendly. Do n't worry. Stay centered.

He was nude person and laying face down without a masking tabloid, quietly waiting for my healing hands.
'' Are you ready to begin ? ``

'' If you are. ``

I was warming the application when he spoke suddenly.

'' Can you give that shade ? ``
He pointed to the big window above the couch.

I walked over and pulled the curtains loose and the brightly light really lit up the space. Hmm, I was thinking he was a minuscule shy, but it 's not starting out that way. I turned around to head back to the table and caught him watching me. Some hoi polloi are spooky with new masses in their place. So I thought nothing of it.

The start of the massage went normally working across the main brawn and roast. I was noticing his peel was tanned and firm. He must have been in his late thirties or early forties. He moaned on affair and I accepted it as a compliment to my hard skillful hands. He squirmed a little as I worked the top of his legs, lower back and buttocks.

Then we were ready to flip out him over to work on the neck opening, limb and shoulders. I told him to riffle over whenever he was ready. He started by turning his head to look at me and smile. Then he turned away and rolled over.

What I saw was shocking. His dick was big. Big and stiff. I must ingest gotten him stimulate. He had an erecting. This happens often but what I did n't expect was the size of it. I just stared at it.

He was watching me and after a couple mo of me not moving he spoke.
'' Nice huh ? ``

I was transfixed for some reason. I searched for something to say to cover my deficiency or professionalism.
'' I 'm good-for-naught. I did n't think to stare. But, damn that matter is huge. The missy must have intercourse you. ``

`` Everybody loves it. The guys and the daughter. ``

I must have looked like a fool standing there with my eyes fixed on his hawkshaw. But he sounded used to it and I can see why. If my dick was that big I would want to show it to everyone.

'' Go ahead you can partake it if you want. ``

I could n't stop myself and reached out and grabbed the shaft about half way up with my oily paw. His hawkshaw pulsed and he smiled.

'' This thing is backbreaking. ``

It pulsed again sliding in my slippery hand and I felt flush in the face, but I could n't appear to let go or locomote. This was the oddest feeling. I felt impressed by it and ashamed for holding it.

'' Girls always want to absorb it. ``

"I 'll bet."I thought to myself. Still, I could n't get myself to let go. Feeling the pulsing in his dick seemed entrancing. The way it felt in my oil hand. I tried to think about what he was talking about and ignore the spirit of the huge clod of marrow in my gripping hand.

'' How do they get it in there sass ? ``
I again felt flush because now my mouth was watering. I swallowed hard trying to ignore that champion as well.

He must give noticed my reaction.
'' Give it a try. I 'm not embarrassed. ``

The cerebration ran through my head, `` What am I doing ? This is crazy. '' Then I found myself thinking of how I could billet my head to even try to examine my jaw against this monster.

As if he was hearing my opinion he said.
'' Try laying your promontory on my chest and just see if you can unfold your jaw far enough to initiate. ``

My first thought was,"What did he say ?"Then I found myself thinking if that would operate. I did as he suggested and could smell his skin and the lotion and something musky. I opened my oral fissure pretty far and moved my mouth towards his boss. I got close enough to recognise it was going to engage a little more debase. I paused, moved my jaw around a little and started again. This time I could just get to the spacious part of the head but my tooth caught on the ridge. His peter responded immediately and brushed my tooth and lips.

Suddenly I felt his handwriting on the back of my straits pushing me past the head of his dick until it reached my gag reflex. I panicked and pulled back.

'' Sorry. Just teasing. starting again. ``

I licked my sass and tasted the tang of his skin on them. Not unlike the flavor of tit when you suck on them. So I thought what the heck, we 're not having sex or anything. I cautiously put my promontory back on his chest of drawers and opened as broad as I could. This metre the capitulum passed between my teeth easier. His dick pulsed again and something salty hit my knife. Saliva started to pool in my mouth from my glands. My reflex was to eat up and I flicked my tongue onto his cock as I did and he jumped. I backed off and could n't blot out a smile and said.
'' OK. It fit. ``

'' That was n't such a big deal. Was it ? Most can get at least one-half of it down on their first try. ``

I was still holding it in my deal and could n't conceive of something that big making it that far down mortal 's throat. This thought stuck in my head. I needed to respond to his response somehow.
'' I would gag with less than that. ``

'' You 're right. It 's really big. It 's probably self-aggrandizing then you could care anyway. ``

He was looking at me with that daring kind of stare. Was he pulling some kind of Alpha male psychological science on me ? setback psychology or something like that ? Still, the thought was stuck in my psyche. I looked at it again and started intellection of how that would even work. An unvoluntary connexion between my brain and my hand caused me to squash and try to bend his shaft. Again it was like he could take heed me think.

'' Move your ass towards the head of the table and put your mentum on my pectus facing it this clip. That gives the expert angle to the throat."

I was embarrassed and shocked but fascinated. The sentiment was stuck in my psyche. He persisted.

"Go ahead. It helps with the gag reflex. It really does. I wo n't tell anyone. ``

I saw him expect around and put his hired man up as if to say, `` No one will see and no one will get it on. '' I could feel my backtalk go dry and I swallowed hard. This altogether sentence I had n't let go of his pulsing dick and my unctuous script was unconsciously moving on his dig like I was jerking myself off. A fantasy version of myself. I found myself following his directions and again opened my oral cavity as far as I could. This time I noticed my tongue was in the way as I tried to incite his shaft into my mouth. The cutis was smooth and warm against my tongue and the roof of my mouth. It was so big.

The brain moved towards the back of my mouth and I could feel the gag reflex response again and backed off a picayune. I ca n't trust I 'm doing this. I 'm going to gag myself on someone 's huge tool. That 's decent. But before I could pull out any further he instructed me again.

'' Just try this. Try sticking out your tongue as far as you can and just let the tool rub against the roof of your oral cavity. ``

Taking a deep breath I regained my equanimity. OK. Maybe one more try. Just to see. Again following his instruction I tried slowly. It reached the back of my rima oris without a gag. I looked down to see how very much was in but it was less than a third base of his length. I pulled back and took another deep breath.

Suddenly he goosed me and the head popped passed my tongue and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an involuntary action that caused me to shut down my mouth and slide my tongue along his shaft. He moaned and put his other bridge player on the backrest of my forefront again holding me in spot. I tried to slue my knife out, swallowed again and he pushed me further down. I shivered all over.

I still had n't gagged on that Brobdingnagian affair. Then I thought to myself. So this is what it feels like to a woman when they suck dick. In this sheath a monster.

'' Of yeah, that 's good. See, you can do it. ``

He pulled me off his dick and let go of my ass. I let go of his dick finally. I could feel where he had been squeezing my butt crack cocaine. I stood up and cleared my throat. Feeling a piffling overmaster I instinctively reached for my water system and took a sip.

My affectionateness was racing and I felt flush. I could n't get the feeling off my mind. Taking a deep breath I moved back to the shelve unsure about how to go on. Should I stop ? Should I land up the massage ? What is he expecting now ? What will I do if he wants to go farther ? His uncanny ability to read my persuasion brought me back and answered one question.

'' Try again. This clip throw away your pant. ``

Even after drinking some water supply I could taste his skin and that slightly piquant aftertaste. My body was sweaty and I could tell my dick was staying hard. I had n't been this excited in a while.

OK. What the Scheol. This has n't been one of my destination in sprightliness. But now I 'm getting turned on by a guy and he 's telling me to drop my pants and suck his huge shaft. I love inscrutable throat from the women I 've had sex with and always wondered how they could do it, how it felt and if they are excited by it. Curiosity killed the cat ?

I dropped my pants exposing my comparatively small dick. Turned my denude ass towards the fountainhead of the table again and placed my mentum back in position. He rubbed my ass kindly and gave it a little spank. Then as I opened my oral cavity to ingest in this Brobdingnagian tool he slid his fingers between my cheek and brushed my anus. My release puckered. I paused for a bit and I felt him labour my ass encouraging me toward his still grueling pecker. Then he calmly said.

'' Let me head you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't think or serve. I got light in the knees and I closed my eyes just as he gently pushed the book binding of my psyche down towards his tool. I automatically grabbed the shaft and opened my sass, stuck out my spit and involuntarily drooled onto his chest. I licked the head and then closed my sass just on the head and pulled it out making a bulge out speech sound just like the way the adult female did it when they did it to me.

He moaned.
'' That 's courteous. ``

I licked it again and popped it in and out of my mouth a duo times.

'' Now you 're getting it. ``

He was still rubbing my ass crack and flicking my clitoris making me shutter. I started licking the diaphysis then the forefront trying to commemorate how women do it to me. Then I put his dick in my mouth again as far as I could. He grabbed my butt brass and I jerked my head, but he was again holding my straits down, keeping his dick right at the edge.

His dick pulsed and he eased up a minuscule then persisted both at my ass and capitulum. I relaxed my oral fissure and tongue to set aside the monster to slip past the point in time where it enters my throat. He started a rhythm method that pushed against my psyche and ass forcing me further down his long thick jibe. The opinion of it sliding with the round made me forget my concerns. He moaned and I felt proud that I had accomplished something he liked.

Then he pulled back out a little and back in a few times letting me get used to the depth. In and out like that for a few Sir Thomas More clip, I could n't count. My head was reeling and my legs were weak. I had n't even noticed my custody were now rubbing his chest and I was jerking off his shaft. He was gentle but firm slowly fucking his tool in and out of my throat.

He must hold noticed I was relaxing and getting into it because every so often he would get his finger in my ass a little and push me further down his gumshoe until I was past halfway. I could n't stop as I was getting very arouse and could sense my own pecker hard and bumping in to the board with the rhythm.

He stopped pushing with his hand and I pulled off to drub and slaver his shaft with my spit before trying again on my own accord to get it back in as far as it was. He directed and encouraged me.

'' That 's nice."
"sustenance going."
"See how much you can get in there."
"Your a natural."

He moved his hand from my ass then it was back and slicked up my crack with his own spit. I kept sliding his peter in and out of my pharynx, rubbing my natural language around the head from time to sentence tasting his pre-cum. He was playing with my ass and sticking his finger further up to the rhythm.

Then pulling on my head tomentum trying to extricate his dick from my lying-in, testing my resolving in sucking his huge dick. It was exciting and challenging as I tried to pull away from his grasp and further down his slipperiness beam. I was lost in the experience. His hips started to twitch and jazz my back talk on his own while he finger fucked my poor mother fucker. Wondering what would go on next he surprised me by providing direction again.

'' Maybe we should convert berth. ``

I was swimming in a mix of strong emotions by now and could only follow directions.

'' Take off your clothes and move to the couch by the forepart window. ``

Like his dutiful dog, I dropped the eternal rest of my clothes and wobbled weakly legged for the couch. On the way I grabbed a towel from my bag and a couple application bottle that might be useful from my extra bag. I did n't cogitate this would be the understanding I needed these, but opportunity is where you find it. I wiped my face with the towel and then my ass, covered the place on the couch I was going to sit and placed the bottle close by.

I sat and watched him walking over. His dick was bobbing as he walked. It was n't as steady and I could see a little glistening at the tip. The prick was shinny from my dribble. He walked right up to me. Even sitting back on the sofa the tip of his dick was less than a foot from my face. He saw I was staring at his pecker. He grabbed it and pointed it at my mouth. His ability to read my opinion had n't diminished.

'' Go ahead. puzzle out it off. ``

I could see the drop curtain on the tip was getting bigger and almost ready to drip on the floor. Taking a recondite hint I opened my backtalk, stuck out my spit and leaned forward. His per-cum was not as salty as it was earlier. It was affectionate and the relish was intriguing.

He pumped his paw up the cock squeezing any pre-cum from his peter and the savour filled my mouth.

'' I 'm going to teach you a special technique. ``

He pulled his dick out of my sass then grabbed the hair on the top of my head.

'' Stick your tongue out when I slide in. ``

Obediently I responded as he slowly slid in public treasury he bottomed out at the spinal column of my mouth. My gag reflex was numb and I just waited for his future instructions.

'' Now, press your tongue up towards the ceiling of your mouth."

There was n't much room in there but I tried my best to comply.

"Then rip your tongue in as far as you can and swallow as I slide out. ``

Again I followed his instruction to the missive as he slowly slid out until his head was at my dentition. Then we repeated the practice session a match times to get the timing right. His putz was starting to stiffen again as I kept up the use. Suddenly he pulled my head back and off his thick dick.

'' That 's the way. Now let 's trade plaza. ``

I stood up and he sat down. Sitting on the edge of the couch, he could reach my average sized hard on with his back talk, he licked my head and reached around with one hand to my ass. He started to rub my puckered yap, which was still a little legal tender. My pegleg were shaking a little as he pushed against my ass.

Picking up one of the bottleful I had gathered, I handed it to him. He must own recognized the label and applied some to his fingerbreadth then returned to massaging my attender ass. All the meter slowly playing with my dick in his mouth.

When he slid his fingerbreadth in to my ass this time, it went much drum sander. He was wiggling his finger's breadth around when he hit a spot or two that nearly caused my knee joint to collapse. I went blush in the face again. Luckily the couch braced my stage and I just hovered there being sucked and thumb fucked. My eyes closed as I got lost in the intense impression.

He pushed his finger in deeper and I pushed back this time. His finger was going in and out easily and I could finger when he made the fragile motion. I was rocking my hips fucking his finger back now. Again and again until my unvoluntary movement wrested my prick from his mouth.

He smiled up at me and I think he could separate I was n't sure what to do next.
'' Lay down in my lap. ``

I looked down at his putz staring up at me from between his legs. He pulled his finger from my ass letting me dropping to my human knee, I leaned forward to suck in his gumshoe into my mouth as I tried lifting my weak legs onto the couch. But, before I could get arranged he grabbed the back of my cervix and pulled me across his legs so my ass was just at his legs.

He pinned my aspect in the put cushion and spanked my bum a couple times. I felt like a bad boy being scolded.

'' This is going to injure a petty. ``

I tried to respond but before I could be active he stabbed two fingerbreadth deep in my ass. Thank heavens for the nursing bottle of lube. It still startled me and hurt. I cried out but could n't be heard, it was muffled by the cushion. He held me there, face in the lounge, finger's breadth nearly to his fist up my ass. My consistency shook. I started to wonder what I had let myself get into when he pulled out sharply and thrust back in the wax depth of his fingers and held them firm. Again I cried out but lower this prison term. More like a moan.

Now I was really wondering. Is he preparing my ass to handle his ogre ? The thought made me terror. I wiggled a little in fearfulness of the thought but he only thrust in again and then again and holding my face to the cushion. I tensed up for a few arcsecond thinking what now ? The feeling and the fervor got the best of me as he slowed his thrusting calendar method of birth control. He was gentler now and created a rocking move in my whole soundbox which became a dull two finger fuck.

Every so often he would wiggle his fingerbreadth deep in my ass and I 'd tweet involuntarily. After a few minutes of slow thrusting I could feel my dick getting hard. My ass was tingling and I was getting very excited. The fear of being fucked slipped out of my thoughts as I began to get into the beat. I had never thought about being gay or bi but was beginning to see how people could larn to revel it.

Suddenly I realized he was n't holding my head down anymore. This is crazy. Now I was thrusting my hips to the calendar method of birth control. Moaning more often now, I started to palpitate and I could feel ass muscle spasm like an climax but I did n't cum. My whole body stiffened and my groyne was hot. I was lightheaded and my whole torso went sluice in a scant sweat.

As if that 's what he was expecting he stopped and waited for me block off shaking then slowly pulled his fingers free. I was breathing heavy and my pass was again swimming. I just laid there catching my breathing time lost in the pulse rushing through my physical structure. He must have planned this somehow. I did n't know what to do but his instructions were right on queue.

'' Get down on all fours in battlefront of me. ``

earreach this my question snapped up with my oculus wide. Is this it ? He 's going to do me doggy style right here, right now ? He 's going to stick that teras in my ass ? I just froze.

'' Get moving. ``

I slowly started to affect and turned to take care him in the face as I lifted my read/write head off the couch. He must have sensed my trepidation.

'' Turn towards me and pose your mentum on the cushion between my legs. Let 's see how much of my dick you can get in your throat now ? ``

It sighed relief at the metre and I thought, `` better in the mouth then the ass. '' When I got down on the floor, I walked like a dog towards his master knowing he had a mastication toy. He had noticed the flavor lube bottleful and was placing a liberal amount on the head of his partly limp tool. I placed my chin on the edge of the sofa like he said and looked up at him then down at his lubricate knob. Even with Rob sitting back on the put the tip of his dick was barely column inch from my mouth.

'' Move forward a little more. ``

As I complied he slid forward to meet me and placed his monster 's head in my open and drooling rima oris. The Cherry flavored lubricating substance caused me to figure out and swallow. This meter his dick did n't respond. Then he proceeded to rock his hips back and forth. The movement was easy and the post made for well-to-do access. I was starting to finger his hawkshaw get longer as he became more awaken. Soon he was clay and had reached past my oral cavity to move in and out of my throat with each stroke.

I closed my middle and just felt his mind pushing in and out of the top of my pharynx. It felt like it was running over a speed prominence in there. He was wiggling around and it felt like his was working it a little deeper.

'' Yeah. Just like that. You really like this do n't you ?"

All I could do to answer him was moan between accident. My eyes still shut. He must have liked my reply as he started speeding up his strokes. I was lost in his beat. I was n't noticing how recondite he was getting.

He made sure to deplume out far enough to let me breath every few separatrix. It seemed to take prospicient to pull out to that distributor point were I could breath each time he did it. I felt him lurch again.

"Let 's name a short adjustment."

He reached under my throat at my jaw with his hand and pulled me forward until my shoulders just reached the edge of the couch. He was shifting around but all I could tell was his gumshoe was stimulating something of the animal in me.

"You 're doing great."

My eyes were still closed. From the smell he was pretty recondite and I could severalise he was really working my throat but was almost afraid to look. He kept fucking that monster in and out while I just laid there. The head of his dick was really swollen now and I could finger it rubbing down my throat nearly to my chest. Now it was a long wrench out to capture a breath.

'' Just a little more. ``

This brought me back to realism. That 's when I opened my eyes and realized he had nearly his hale length in. I pulled back slightly but found he had his legs wrapped under my axillary cavity holding me to the edge of the couch. It was n't hurting or uncomfortable but I was shocked and amazed that the colossus was so far down my neck.

I watched now in amazement as he reached his other paw to the back of the sofa and lifted his weight from the couch. Fucking my throat with tenacious strokes, he pushed harder into my face. I was caught between his pegleg holding me against the couch and his thrusting hips.

"Here we go."

Now he was pounding his full duration in and out. His pubic hair just touching my nose. The smell was dense and I was finding myself getting activated, my dick getting hard. The hammer cycle, smell and the idea of that monster choking me was too much.

'' You 're almost there. Start using that technique I taught you. ``

I was lost in watching his hip joint and dick pumping against my grimace.

"You can do it. quell with me."

First I had to commemorate what he had told me and then tried to do it with his pecker so far down my throat. When I started working with the rhythm I noticed his chief was getting grownup and the feeling and taste were changing. Getting muskier and saltier.

He started thrusting slower but more forceful. He gripped my throat again and I could find the increase in his upheaval. He stroked my pharynx like he was jerking off his huge dick and my throat was his masturbation tool.

'' Here.. '' thrust, `` it.. '' push, `` comes ! '' thrust.

He froze and shook, a tactile sensation I 'm quite familiar with. His goliath swelled in pulsation and I tried to match them like he instructed. Doing my better to move my glossa and swallowing with each thrust. septet, eight, nine or more push, I lost count. I just tried to keep on going. This continued until he slowed and started to loose. He slumped back to the couch and loosened his clasp on my neck. His softening dick slid out all at once and I coughed out of reflex gasping for air.

'' Yeah ! Best massage ever. ``

He handed me the towel so I could pass over the bosh and other fluids from my expression and the lubricating substance from my ass. That 's when my brain returned from it 's brusk geological fault. I did n't know what to say. I did n't look this. I kind of instigate it. His tool was Brobdingnagian. It disrupted my plan and I could n't carry on the massage. We just got sidetracked, right ? Or did he withdraw advantage of me and the situation ?

getting dressed I collected my things and got ready to go away. I felt embarrassed but lovesome. I did just joint in an confidant act but was very at sea on what it really was.
"Well, I do n't know what to say. Or how to say it."

He just patted me on the shoulder and smiled.
'' Do n't occupy it so hard. Get it ? Here 's your fee and a short tip. Can I call you again ? ``
He waved my visiting card in the air.

I was so weak and groggy from the ordeal that I just smiled. He helped me to my car in silence and waved goodbye as I drove off.

On my way home I started thinking what just happened. Did I just have a sexual encounter ? Was I just paid for sex ? An offer for a massage that 's disguising a intimate act. What was I to think of this now and what if he calls again. This kind of flies in my lesson windshield. I rubbed my pharynx and swallowed hard. My ass was still twitching in the car seat. Every bump was met with combine emotions.

I made it home and found another message on the answering machine. A man 's voice was heard to say.

'' Hi. Just saw your add in the cartridge clip. Are you available in the next couple days ? Do you deal directions well ? Call me back. ``

Absentmindedly I rubbed my throat. What next ?