“ Have Massage board, Will Travel"reads the card of a man.

I 'm in my deep forty. Healthy and interested in staying that way. So I 'm in salutary anatomy and like to rag my bike, walk, hiking, workout at my house with free weight, stretching and Martial Arts. I learned massage from the topical anesthetic community of interests college to try something different after 25 days in the electronic computer industry. Unmarried but happy, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and worry affair to do.

Purchased a nice second hand table with all the attachments. Assembled a solicitation of lotion and crude oil in a picayune disastrous bag, and placed an add in the local papers and powder store to try massage piece of work. The add simply read, `` Have Massage Table, Will Travel '' and included my number.

After a couple days I received my for the first time call. The man on the other end of the line introduced himself as Rob. We chatted about my massage fashion and availability. Near the end of the conversation he asked me a question I had n't thought about.
'' Do you come by yourself ? ``

I was n't sure how to answer but thought he might be embarrassed to have got somebody 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 special arrangement ? ``

Again, I thought it was an odd question but did n't want to turn down my first inter-group communication from the new ad.
'' No, I 'm sound to go. Really. ``

'' You sound like a nice guy. I hope you can help me. When can we take on ? ``

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

This was exciting. My first call and I 've landed a customer. At least a first massage.

Three twenty-four hour period later I was pulling my gear wheel out of the car and into a nice home in the suburbia. senior high school socio-economic class neighborhood with a parking area nearby and quiet streets. When the door opened I was impressed by the embodiment of this guy. I 'm 6 foot tall and a little flimsy. He was slightly scant. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more muscular and cut. He was wearing a blue muscle shirt and Black person basketball shorts with sandals.

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

'' I 'm Rob. Please, lend your things and accompany me. ``

We walked down a darkened entryway into the main part of the house. The pall were closed and the room was dimly lit but pleasant. There was plenty of room so I set up the table and asked to use the bathroom to pass him prison term to undress and lay on the table.
"covert yourself with the sheet and relax."

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

I shrugged my shoulders.
'' That 's hunky-dory. Any way you like it. ``

'' I like you already. ``

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

He smiled and started to strip as I turned and followed his directions to the bathroom. The way was well decorated as was the rest period of the house. I cleaned up and did my two minute countdown before heading back. I tried to clear my mind of Rod 's distinctive feature. He 's a Nice guy. He 's just a little favorable. Do n't worry. stay centered.

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

'' If you are. ``

I was warming the lotions when he spoke suddenly.

'' Can you unfold that shade ? ``
He pointed to the big windowpane above the couch.

I walked over and pulled the mantle open and the bright Light really lit up the space. Hmm, I was thinking he was a little shy, but it 's not starting out that way. I turned around to head back to the table and caught him watching me. Some people are nervous with new people in their homes. So I thought nothing of it.

The head start of the massage went normally working across the main musculus and juncture. I was noticing his skin was tanned and firm. He must stimulate been in his late thirties or betimes forties. He moaned on social function and I accepted it as a compliment to my secure skillful hands. He squirmed a little as I worked the top of his legs, lowly back and buttocks.

Then we were ready to interchange him over to work on the neck, arms and shoulders. I told him to flip 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 peter was big. Big and smashed. I must have gotten him excited. He had an erection. This happens often but what I did n't expect was the size. I just stared at it.

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

I was transfixed for some reason. I searched for something to say to cover my lack or professionalism.
'' I 'm sorry. I did n't mean to stare. But, damn that matter is vast. The girls must know you. ``

`` Everybody loves it. The hombre and the girls. ``

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

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

I could n't stop myself and reached out and grabbed the barb about half way up with my unctuous hired hand. His dick pulsed and he smiled.

'' This thing is fleshy. ``

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

'' Girls always want to suck it. ``

"I 'll bet."I thought to myself. Still, I could n't get myself to let go. Feeling the pulse in his peter seemed fascinating. The way it felt in my oiled hand. I tried to think about what he was talking about and neglect the feeling of the huge clump of nub in my gripping hand.

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

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

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

As if he was hearing my idea he said.
'' Try laying your headway on my pectus and just see if you can give your jaw far enough to protrude. ``

My first thought was,"What did he say ?"Then I found myself thinking if that would work. 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 thickening. I got close enough to realize it was going to involve a little more stretch along. I paused, moved my jaw around a footling and started again. This time I could just get to the widest division of the school principal but my teeth caught on the ridge. His dick responded immediately and brushed my teeth and lip.

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

'' Sorry. Just teasing. Start again. ``

I licked my lips and tasted the flavor of his tegument on them. Not unlike the flavor of mamilla when you suck on them. So I thought what the heck, we 're not having sex or anything. I cautiously put my head back on his dresser and opened as all-embracing as I could. This time the point passed between my teeth easier. His dick pulsed again and something salty hit my tongue. Saliva started to pool in my lip from my secreter. My reflex was to swallow and I flicked my natural language onto his pecker as I did and he jumped. I backed off and could n't hide a smile and said.
'' OK. It fit. ``

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

I was still holding it in my hand and could n't imagine something that big making it that far down individual 's throat. This believe stuck in my headspring. I needed to react to his reaction somehow.
'' I would gag with less than that. ``

'' You 're flop. It 's really big. It 's probably bigger then you could deal anyway. ``

He was looking at me with that daring kind of stare. Was he pulling some kind of Alpha male person psychology on me ? turnaround psychology or something like that ? Still, the thought was stuck in my judgement. I looked at it again and started mentation of how that would even work. An involuntary connection between my brain and my deal caused me to twinge and try to bend his dick. Again it was like he could hear me think.

'' Move your ass towards the forefront of the board and put your chin on my chest facing it this time. That gives the C. H. Best Angle to the throat."

I was embarrassed and shocked but fascinated. The thought was stuck in my mind. He persisted.

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

I saw him look around and put his hired hand up as if to say, `` No one will see and no one will know. '' I could feel my mouth go dry and I swallowed hard. This whole time I had n't let go of his pulsing dick and my unctuous hand was unconsciously moving on his dick like I was jerking myself off. A fancy version of myself. I found myself following his focus and again opened my oral cavity as far as I could. This prison term I noticed my tongue was in the way as I tried to move his dick into my oral cavity. The pelt was smooth and warm against my tongue and the ceiling of my mouth. It was so big.

The head moved towards the back of my oral fissure and I could feel the gag unconditioned reflex again and backed off a little. I ca n't consider I 'm doing this. I 'm going to gag myself on individual 's vast dick. 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 dick rub against the roof of your mouth. ``

Taking a trench breathing spell I regained my calm. OK. Maybe one more try. Just to see. Again following his instruction I tried slowly. It reached the book binding of my mouth without a gag. I looked down to see how much was in but it was less than a third of his duration. I pulled back and took another deep breath.

Suddenly he goosed me and the head popped passed my glossa and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an unvoluntary action that caused me to close my back talk and slide my tongue along his shaft. He moaned and put his other hand on the dorsum of my header again holding me in place. I tried to slew my lingua out, swallowed again and he pushed me further down. I shivered all over.

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

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

He pulled me off his tool and let go of my ass. I let go of his dick finally. I could feel where he had been squeezing my can crack. I stood up and cleared my throat. Feeling a minuscule drown I instinctively reached for my urine and took a sip.

My sum was racing and I felt flush. I could n't get the feeling off my brain. Taking a oceanic abyss breather I moved back to the table unsure about how to proceed. Should I stop over ? 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 thoughts brought me back and answered one question.

'' Try again. This time drop your trouser. ``

Even after drinking some pee I could savour his skin and that slightly salty aftertaste. My soundbox was sweaty and I could state my putz was staying hard. I had n't been this excited in a while.

OK. What the sin. This has n't been one of my goals in biography. But now I 'm getting turned on by a guy and he 's telling me to swing my trouser and imbibe his Brobdingnagian gumshoe. I love deep pharynx from the adult female 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 trouser exposing my comparatively minuscule hawkshaw. Turned my bare ass towards the head of the tabular array again and placed my chin up back in position. He rubbed my ass kindly and gave it a small-scale spank. Then as I opened my mouth to take in this huge tool he slid his finger between my boldness and brushed my anus. My release puckered. I paused for a moment and I felt him push my ass encouraging me toward his still hard dick. Then he calmly said.

'' Let me guide you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't think or answer. I got sapless in the human knee and I closed my eyes just as he gently pushed the back of my head down towards his prick. I automatically grabbed the shaft and opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and involuntarily drooled onto his chest of drawers. I licked the headspring and then closed my mouth just on the header and pulled it out making a popping sound just like the way the womanhood did it when they did it to me.

He moaned.
'' That 's nice. ``

I licked it again and popped it in and out of my rima oris a couple times.

'' Now you 're getting it. ``

He was still rubbing my ass whirl and flicking my button making me shutter. I started licking the spear then the caput trying to remember how cleaning lady do it to me. Then I put his dick in my sassing again as far as I could. He grabbed my keister cheek and I jerked my head, but he was again holding my head down, keeping his prick rightfulness at the edge.

His dick pulsed and he eased up a little then persisted both at my ass and head. I relaxed my lip and tongue to allow the monster to slide past the percentage point where it enters my throat. He started a rhythm that pushed against my question and ass forcing me further down his retentive thick shaft. The impression of it sliding with the rhythm made me forget my business organization. He moaned and I felt majestic that I had accomplished something he liked.

Then he pulled back out a small and back in a few times letting me get used to the depth. In and out like that for a few to a greater extent clip, I could n't reckon. My head was reeling and my legs were weak. I had n't even noticed my hands were now rubbing his chest and I was jerking off his putz. He was gentle but firm slowly fucking his dick in and out of my throat.

He must induce noticed I was relaxing and getting into it because every so often he would stick his fingerbreadth in my ass a footling and press me further down his dick until I was past halfway. I could n't stop as I was getting very agitate and could palpate my own peter hard and bumping in to the mesa with the calendar method.

He stopped pushing with his hand and I pulled off to lap and slobber his ray with my tongue 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."
"living going."
"See how much you can get in there."
"Your a natural."

He moved his bridge player from my ass then it was back and slicked up my snap with his own spit. I kept sliding his dick in and out of my throat, rubbing my glossa around the brain from clip to time tasting his pre-cum. He was playing with my ass and sticking his finger further up to the rhythm.

Then pulling on my head haircloth trying to extricate his pecker from my Labor Department, testing my resolving in sucking his vast gumshoe. It was exciting and challenging as I tried to overstretch away from his grasp and further down his glossy shaft. I was lost in the experience. His hips started to tweet and fuck my oral cavity on his own while he finger fucked my short asshole. Wondering what would happen next he surprised me by providing instructions again.

'' Maybe we should alter positions. ``

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

'' Take off your dress and move to the couch by the battlefront window. ``

Like his dutiful dog, I dropped the relaxation of my clothes and wobbled feeble legged for the sofa. On the way I grabbed a towel from my bag and a couple lotion bottles that might be useful from my surplus bag. I did n't think this would be the grounds I needed these, but opportunity is where you find it. I wiped my expression with the towel and then my ass, covered the place on the couch I was going to sit and placed the bottles close by.

I sat and watched him walking over. His dick was bobbing as he walked. It was n't as crocked and I could see a little glistening at the tip. The shaft was shinny from my slobber. He walked right up to me. Even sitting back on the cast the tip of his putz was less than a pes from my face. He saw I was staring at his dick. He grabbed it and pointed it at my lip. His ability to read my thoughts had n't diminished.

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

I could see the driblet on the tip was getting liberal and almost cook to dribble on the level. Taking a deep breath I opened my mouth, stuck out my knife and leaned forward. His per-cum was not as salty as it was earlier. It was warm and the flavor was intriguing.

He pumped his hand up the shaft squeezing any pre-cum from his dick and the flavor filled my mouth.

'' I 'm going to learn you a peculiar technique. ``

He pulled his pecker out of my mouth then grabbed the hair on the top of my head.

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

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

'' Now, contract your tongue up towards the roof of your mouth."

There was n't a lot room in there but I tried my advantageously to comply.

"Then pull your tongue in as far as you can and take back as I slide out. ``

Again I followed his instruction to the letter as he slowly slid out until his head was at my teeth. Then we repeated the practice a couple times to get the timing rightfulness. His dick was starting to tighten again as I kept up the employment. Suddenly he pulled my head back and off his thick dick.

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

I stood up and he sat down. Sitting on the edge of the couch, he could reach my average sized hard on with his oral cavity, he licked my head and reached around with one hand to my ass. He started to rub my crumple hole, which was still a little attendant. My leg were shaking a little as he pushed against my ass.

Picking up one of the nursing bottle I had gathered, I handed it to him. He must have recognized the label and applied some to his digit then returned to massaging my attender ass. All the time slowly playing with my dick in his mouth.

When he slid his digit in to my ass this sentence, it went much sander. He was wiggling his finger around when he hit a office or two that nearly caused my stifle to collapse. I went blush in the grimace again. Luckily the couch braced my pegleg and I just hovered there being sucked and finger fucked. My eyes closed as I got lost in the vivid feelings.

He pushed his finger's breadth in deeper and I pushed back this time. His finger was going in and out easily and I could experience when he made the slightest movement. I was rocking my pelvic girdle fucking his finger back now. Again and again until my involuntary movement wrested my dick from his mouth.

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

I looked down at his shaft staring up at me from between his ramification. He pulled his fingerbreadth from my ass letting me dropping to my genu, I leaned forward to sop up his gumshoe into my lip as I tried lifting my weak legs onto the lounge. But, before I could get arranged he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me across his legs so my ass was just at his legs.

He pinned my fount in the frame cushion and spanked my butt a duad fourth dimension. I felt like a bad boy being scolded.

'' This is going to hurt a piffling. ``

I tried to react but before I could move he stabbed two fingers deep in my ass. Thank heavens for the bottle of lubricator. 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 sofa, finger nearly to his fist up my ass. My eubstance shook. I started to marvel what I had let myself get into when he pulled out sharply and thrust back in the full profundity of his fingers and held them business firm. Again I cried out but lower this clip. More like a groan.

Now I was really wondering. Is he preparing my ass to handle his giant ? The view made me panic. I wiggled a little in fright of the sentiment but he only thrust in again and then again and holding my face to the cushion. I tensed up for a few irregular thinking what now ? The feeling and the fervor got the best of me as he slowed his jab rhythm. He was gentler now and created a rocking motion in my completely body which became a decelerate two fingerbreadth fuck.

Every so often he would wiggle his finger's breadth deep in my ass and I 'd twitch involuntarily. After a few minutes of boring thrusting I could finger my prick getting hard. My ass was tingling and I was getting very excited. The fear of being fucked slipped out of my intellection as I began to get into the rhythm. I had never thought about being gay or bi but was beginning to see how people could larn to enjoy it.

Suddenly I realized he was n't holding my pass down anymore. This is weirdo. Now I was thrusting my pelvic girdle to the rhythm. Moaning more often now, I started to quiver and I could find ass spasms like an orgasm but I did n't cum. My whole body stiffened and my groin was hot. I was lightheaded and my whole eubstance went flush in a lightly sweat.

As if that 's what he was expecting he stopped and waited for me terminate shaking then slowly pulled his fingers free. I was breathing fleshy and my straits was again swimming. I just laid there catching my breath lost in the pulse rushing through my body. He must have planned this somehow. I did n't have it off what to do but his book of instructions were right on queue.

'' Get down on all fours in straw man of me. ``

Hearing this my foreland snapped up with my optic astray. Is this it ? He 's going to do me doggy dash right here, right now ? He 's going to stick by that devil in my ass ? I just froze.

'' Get moving. ``

I slowly started to move and turned to seem him in the aspect as I lifted my nous off the sofa. He must have sensed my trepidation.

'' Turn towards me and place your Kuki on the shock absorber between my legs. Let 's see how a good deal of my dick you can get in your pharynx now ? ``

It sighed succour at the time and I thought, `` better in the rima oris then the ass. '' When I got down on the floor, I walked like a dog towards his passe-partout knowing he had a masticate toy. He had noticed the flavored lube bottle and was placing a liberal sum of money on the point of his partly limp tool. I placed my chin on the border of the couch like he said and looked up at him then down at his lube boss. Even with Rob sitting back on the couch the tip of his gumshoe was barely inches from my mouth.

'' move forward a little more. ``

As I complied he slid forward to suffer me and placed his monster 's head in my assailable and drooling oral cavity. The Cherry flavored lubricator caused me to lick and swallow. This clip his dick did n't respond. Then he proceeded to rock his articulatio coxae back and Forth. The movement was comfortable and the posture made for leisurely access. I was starting to experience his putz get longer as he became more conjure. Soon he was stiff and had reached past my sass to actuate in and out of my throat with each stroke.

I closed my heart and just felt his head pushing in and out of the top of my throat. It felt like it was running over a amphetamine excrescence in there. He was wiggling around and it felt like his was working it a short deeper.

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

All I could do to answer him was moan between strokes. My eyes still shut. He must have liked my answer as he started speeding up his separatrix. I was lost in his calendar method of birth control. I was n't noticing how deep he was getting.

He made surely to pull out far enough to let me breath every few throw. It seemed to take foresightful to pull out to that point were I could breath each metre he did it. I felt him shift again.

"Let 's make a footling adjustment."

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

"You 're doing great."

My eyes were still closed. From the feeling he was pretty deep and I could tell he was really working my throat but was almost afraid to await. He kept fucking that monster in and out while I just laid there. The headway of his dick was really swollen now and I could sense it rubbing down my throat nearly to my thorax. Now it was a long wrench out to catch a breath.

'' Just a little more. ``

This brought me back to reality. That 's when I opened my eyes and realized he had nearly his whole length in. I pulled back slightly but found he had his legs wrapped under my axillary fossa holding me to the sharpness of the sofa. It was n't hurting or uncomfortable but I was shocked and amazed that the giant was so far down my neck.

I watched now in astonishment as he reached his other bridge player to the back of the couch and lifted his weight from the lounge. Fucking my throat with longer apoplexy, he pushed harder into my brass. I was caught between his stage holding me against the sofa and his thrusting hips.

"Here we go."

Now he was pounding his fully length in and out. His pubic hair just touching my olfactory organ. The olfaction was compact and I was finding myself getting excited, my dick getting hard. The pounding rhythm, look and the estimation of that monster choking me was too much.

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

I was lost in watching his rosehip and dick pumping against my face.

"You can do it. stick with me."

First I had to remember what he had told me and then tried to do it with his pecker so far down my pharynx. When I started working with the rhythm I noticed his head was getting grown and the spirit and sense of taste were changing. Getting muskier and saltier.

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

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

He froze and shook, a feeling I 'm quite conversant with. His teras swelled in beat and I tried to match them like he instructed. Doing my good to move my tongue and swallowing with each thrust. Seven, eight, nine or Thomas More drive, I lost count. I just tried to go along going. This continued until he slowed and started to relax. He slumped back to the couch and loosened his grip 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 drool and other fluids from my nerve and the lube from my ass. That 's when my brain returned from it 's short break. I did n't have it off what to say. I did n't expect this. I kind of instigated it. His dick was huge. It disrupted my plan and I could n't stay on the massage. We just got sidetracked, right ? Or did he take up advantage of me and the situation ?

Getting dressed I collected my affair and got prepare to pass on. I felt embarrassed but affectionate. I did just junction in an intimate act but was very confused 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 take in it so hard. Get it ? Here 's your fee and a little tip. Can I call you again ? ``
He waved my visiting card in the air.

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

On my way home I started thinking what just happened. Did I just have a sexual meeting ? Was I just paid for sex ? An crack for a massage that 's disguising a sexual act. What was I to imagine of this now and what if he calls again. This form of fly sheet in my moral windshield. I rubbed my throat and swallowed hard. My ass was still twitching in the car seat. Every bump was met with mixed emotions.

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

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

Absentmindedly I rubbed my throat. What next ?