“ Have Massage mesa, volition change of location"reads the carte du jour of a man.

I 'm in my belated forties. Healthy and interested in staying that way. So I 'm in good shape and like to ride my bike, paseo, hike, workout at my home with weights, stretching and Martial Arts. I learned massage from the topical anesthetic community college to try something different after 25 geezerhood in the computer manufacture. Unmarried but happy, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and concern things to do.

Purchased a nice second paw board with all the fond regard. Assembled a compendium of lotion and oils in a little blackness bag, and placed an add in the local anesthetic papers and magazines to try massage workplace. The add simply study, `` Have Massage Table, testament travelling '' and included my number.

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

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

'' Do you need any extra agreement ? ``

Again, I thought it was an odd question but did n't need to call on down my first contact from the new ad.
'' No, I 'm undecomposed to go. Really. ``

'' You sound like a nice guy. I hope you can help oneself me. When can we cope with ? ``

He gave me his reference and middleman information. We made an appointment and I planned my usual lotion based on the type of massage he wanted. But I will take my excess bag as I wanted to impress a new customer with my cognition and variety. I thanked him for the opportunity and we hung up.

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

trio days later I was pulling my gear out of the car and into a nice home in the suburbs. High course of study vicinity with a park nearby and quiet streets. When the room access opened I was impressed by the shape of this guy. I 'm 6 foot tall and a little thin. He was slightly light. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more muscular and cut. He was wearing a blueish muscle shirt and dim hoops boxershorts 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 matter and accompany me. ``

We walked down a darkened entryway into the main part of the house. The mantle were closed and the room was murkily lit but pleasant. There was hatful of room so I set up the board and asked to use the bathroom to impart him time to discase and lay on the table.
"Cover yourself with the tabloid and relax."

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

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

'' I like you already. ``

I pointed to the table.
'' Go ahead and take off 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 of the house. I cleaned up and did my two minute countdown before heading back. I tried to assoil my mind of Rod 's specialty. He 's a dainty guy. He 's just a little friendly. Do n't worry. stop centered.

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

'' If you are. ``

I was warming the lotions 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 open and the shining Light really lit up the distance. Hmm, I was thinking he was a picayune shy, but it 's not starting out that way. I turned around to maneuver back to the board and caught him watching me. Some people are nervous with new hoi polloi in their homes. So I thought nothing of it.

The head start of the massage went normally working across the independent muscles and joints. I was noticing his skin was tanned and firm. He must let been in his late thirties or early forties. He moaned on occasion and I accepted it as a compliment to my strong proficient hands. He squirmed a fiddling as I worked the top of his legs, lower back and buttocks.

Then we were cook to flip him over to work on the cervix, arms and articulatio humeri. I told him to flip over whenever he was set. He started by turning his head to reckon at me and smile. Then he turned away and rolled over.

What I saw was shocking. His hawkshaw was big. Big and sloshed. I must feature gotten him excited. He had an erecting. This happens often but what I did n't bear was the size. I just stared at it.

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

I was transfixed for some reason. I searched for something to say to cover my want or professionalism.
'' I 'm no-count. I did n't mean to stare. But, damn that thing is Brobdingnagian. The female child must love you. ``

`` Everybody loves it. The guy wire and the young woman. ``

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

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

I could n't block off myself and reached out and grabbed the shot about half way up with my oily hand. His cock pulsed and he smiled.

'' This matter is enceinte. ``

It pulsed again sliding in my slippery hired man and I felt charge in the face, but I could n't seem to let go or move. This was the odd 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 dick seemed fascinating. The way it felt in my anoint hired hand. I tried to think about what he was talking about and ignore the intuitive feeling of the huge chunk of meat in my gripping hand.

'' How do they get it in there mouthpiece ? ``
I again felt moneyed because now my rima oris was watering. I swallowed hard trying to disregard that sensation as well.

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

The mentation ran through my head, `` What am I doing ? This is looney. '' Then I found myself thinking of how I could position my header to even try to essay my jaw against this monster.

As if he was hearing my thoughts he said.
'' Try laying your capitulum on my pectus and just see if you can open your jaw far enough to jump. ``

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 mouthpiece pretty far and moved my mouth towards his pommel. I got close enough to realize it was going to take a little more stretching. I paused, moved my jaw around a little and started again. This time I could just get to the blanket component of the caput but my teeth caught on the ridge. His tool responded immediately and brushed my teeth and brim.

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

'' Sorry. Just teasing. startle again. ``

I licked my backtalk and tasted the flavor of his skin on them. Not unlike the flavor of nipples when you suck on them. So I thought what the heck, we 're not having sex or anything. I cautiously put my brain back on his chest and opened as wide as I could. This time the head passed between my dentition easier. His dick pulsed again and something salty hit my spit. Saliva started to pool in my mouth from my secretor. My reflex was to immerse and I flicked my tongue onto his dick 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 one-half of it down on their first try. ``

I was still holding it in my mitt and could n't imagine something that big making it that far down someone 's pharynx. This thought stuck in my head. I needed to respond to his answer somehow.
'' I would gag with LE than that. ``

'' You 're right. It 's really big. It 's probably grown then you could manage anyway. ``

He was looking at me with that daring kind of stare. Was he pulling some kind of Alpha Male psychology on me ? Reverse psychology or something like that ? Still, the thought was stuck in my creative thinker. I looked at it again and started thinking of how that would even work out. An involuntary connection between my brain and my deal caused me to hug and try to deform his hawkshaw. Again it was like he could hear me think.

'' relocation your ass towards the head of the table and put your chin on my chest facing it this fourth dimension. That gives the best angle to the throat."

I was embarrassed and shocked but fascinated. The opinion was stuck in my intellect. He persisted.

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

I saw him wait around and put his hands 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 sentence I had n't let go of his pulsing shaft and my soapy script was unconsciously moving on his shaft like I was jerking myself off. A fantasy variation of myself. I found myself following his directions and again opened my lip as far as I could. This time I noticed my lingua was in the way as I tried to impress his dick into my mouth. The skin was smooth and quick against my glossa and the roof of my mouth. It was so big.

The promontory moved towards the backbone of my mouth and I could feel the gag reflex again and backed off a little. I ca n't believe I 'm doing this. I 'm going to gag myself on individual 's Brobdingnagian dick. That 's plenty. But before I could pull up 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 rich intimation I regained my calmness. OK. Maybe one more than try. Just to see. Again following his instruction I tried slowly. It reached the back of my mouthpiece without a gag. I looked down to see how a great deal was in but it was less than a tierce of his distance. I pulled back and took another trench breath.

Suddenly he goosed me and the head word popped passed my tongue and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an involuntary activeness that caused me to shut my lip and slide my natural language along his shaft. He moaned and put his other hired hand on the back of my head again holding me in station. I tried to slide my tongue out, swallowed again and he pushed me further down. I shivered all over.

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

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

He pulled me off his dick and let go of my ass. I let go of his hawkshaw finally. I could feel where he had been squeezing my butt joint crack. I stood up and cleared my pharynx. Feeling a lilliputian overwhelmed I instinctively reached for my piss and took a sip.

My warmheartedness was racing and I felt flush. I could n't get the feeling off my mind. Taking a recondite breathing space I moved back to the table unsure about how to proceed. Should I stop over ? Should I polish off the massage ? What is he expecting now ? What will I do if he wants to go farther ? His preternatural ability to say my thoughts brought me back and answered one question.

'' Try again. This time swing your pants. ``

Even after drinking some water system 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 hellhole. This has n't been one of my goals in sprightliness. But now I 'm getting turned on by a guy and he 's telling me to dismiss my pant and suck his huge dick. I love deep throat from the char I 've had sex with and always wondered how they could do it, how it felt and if they are excited by it. rarity killed the cat ?

I dropped my pant exposing my comparatively small dick. Turned my denude ass towards the psyche of the board again and placed my chin back in position. He rubbed my ass kindly and gave it a humble spank. Then as I opened my mouth to ask in this huge tool he slid his fingerbreadth between my brass and brushed my anus. My release puckered. I paused for a moment and I felt him tug my ass encouraging me toward his still hard prick. Then he calmly said.

'' Let me take you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't call back or answer. I got watery in the knees and I closed my eyes just as he gently pushed the spinal column of my head down towards his dick. I automatically grabbed the pecker and opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and involuntarily drooled onto his chest. I licked the psyche and then closed my mouth just on the head and pulled it out making a popping sound just like the way the adult female 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 mouth a couple times.

'' Now you 're getting it. ``

He was still rubbing my ass crack and flicking my clitoris making me shutter. I started licking the beam of light then the top dog trying to remember how women do it to me. Then I put his hawkshaw in my mouth again as far as I could. He grabbed my hind end cheek and I jerked my head, but he was again holding my principal down, keeping his dick right at the edge.

His dick pulsed and he eased up a little then persisted both at my ass and head. I relaxed my mouth and tongue to take into account the devil to fall away past the decimal point where it enters my throat. He started a rhythm that pushed against my heading and ass forcing me far down his long thick shaft. The feeling of it sliding with the cycle made me forget my care. He moaned and I felt majestic that I had accomplished something he liked.

Then he pulled back out a niggling and back in a few times letting me get used to the depth. In and out like that for a few more time, I could n't count. My heading was reeling and my branch were weak. I had n't even comment my hands were now rubbing his chest and I was jerking off his calamus. He was gentle but unshakable slowly fucking his dick in and out of my throat.

He must give noticed I was relaxing and getting into it because every so often he would vex his finger in my ass a little and push me further down his tool until I was past halfway. I could n't stop as I was getting very excited and could feel my own pecker hard and bumping in to the table with the calendar method of birth control.

He stopped pushing with his helping hand and I pulled off to lick and drivel his shaft with my spitting 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."
"Keep 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 cranny with his own spitting. I kept sliding his dick in and out of my throat, rubbing my lingua around the head from time to prison term tasting his pre-cum. He was playing with my ass and sticking his finger further up to the speech rhythm.

Then pulling on my head hair trying to extricate his hawkshaw from my Labour Party, 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 slick shaft. I was lost in the experience. His hip joint started to twitch and fuck my mouth on his own while he finger fucked my miserable asshole. Wondering what would fall out next he surprised me by providing book of instructions again.

'' Maybe we should change positions. ``

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

'' Take off your wearing apparel and run to the sofa by the movement window. ``

Like his duteous dog, I dropped the rest of my clothes and wobbled weak legged for the couch. On the way I grabbed a towel from my bag and a pair lotion bottles that might be useful from my extra bag. I did n't think this would be the reason I needed these, but opportunity is where you find it. I wiped my face with the towel and then my ass, covered the piazza on the couch I was going to sit and placed the nursing bottle close by.

I sat and watched him walking over. His gumshoe was bobbing as he walked. It was n't as slopped and I could see a little glistening at the tip. The prick was shinny from my slobber. He walked right up to me. Even sitting back on the lounge the tip of his tool was to a lesser extent than a understructure from my expression. He saw I was staring at his dick. He grabbed it and pointed it at my mouth. His ability to read my thoughts had n't diminished.

'' Go ahead. lap it off. ``

I could see the drop on the tip was getting self-aggrandizing and almost gear up to dribble on the floor. Taking a deep breathing space I opened my sassing, stuck out my tongue and leaned forward. His per-cum was not as salty as it was earlier. It was warm and the look was intriguing.

He pumped his paw up the diaphysis squeezing any pre-cum from his dick and the relish filled my mouth.

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

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

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

Obediently I responded as he slowly slid in till he bottomed out at the back of my oral fissure. My gag physiological reaction was dull and I just waited for his next instructions.

'' Now, iron out your natural language up towards the roof of your mouth."

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

"Then pull your glossa in as far as you can and accept as I slide out. ``

Again I followed his command to the letter as he slowly slid out until his head was at my teeth. Then we repeated the pattern a couple multiplication to get the timing right. His cock was starting to tighten again as I kept up the exercise. Suddenly he pulled my chief back and off his thick dick.

'' That 's the way. Now let 's patronage office. ``

I stood up and he sat down. Sitting on the sharpness of the couch, he could reach my average size hard on with his sassing, he licked my head and reached around with one hand to my ass. He started to rub my puckered maw, which was still a little tender. My legs were shaking a little as he pushed against my ass.

Picking up one of the feeding bottle I had gathered, I handed it to him. He must have recognized the recording label and applied some to his fingers then returned to massaging my ship's boat ass. All the clock time slowly playing with my prick in his mouth.

When he slid his finger's breadth in to my ass this sentence, it went much sander. He was wiggling his finger's breadth around when he hit a spot or two that nearly caused my genu to collapse. I went flush in the fount again. Luckily the couch braced my wooden leg and I just hovered there being sucked and finger fucked. My eyes closed as I got lost in the acute feelings.

He pushed his finger in deeper and I pushed back this time. His finger was going in and out easily and I could palpate when he made the tenuous move. I was rocking my hips fucking his finger back now. Again and again until my unvoluntary trend wrested my gumshoe from his mouth.

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

I looked down at his dick 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 soak up his hawkshaw into my back talk as I tried lifting my weak legs onto the couch. But, before I could get arranged he grabbed the backrest of my neck opening and pulled me across his branch so my ass was just at his legs.

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

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

I tried to respond but before I could displace he stabbed two finger's breadth deep in my ass. Thank heavens for the nursing bottle of lubricating substance. It still startled me and suffer. I cried out but could n't be heard, it was muffled by the cushion. He held me there, cheek in the couch, fingerbreadth nearly to his fist up my ass. My body shook. I started to wonder what I had let myself get into when he pulled out sharply and force back in the wide depth of his digit and held them firm. Again I cried out but lower this time. More like a groan.

Now I was really wondering. Is he preparing my ass to handle his monster ? The thinking made me panic. I wiggled a fiddling in fright of the thought but he only thrust in again and then again and holding my boldness to the shock absorber. I tensed up for a few minute thinking what now ? The flavour and the excitement got the best of me as he slowed his poke rhythm. He was gentler now and created a rocking apparent motion in my whole consistence which became a slow up two finger fuck.

Every so often he would jiggle his fingers deep in my ass and I 'd flip involuntarily. After a few minutes of boring poking I could feel my cock 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 rhythm. I had never thought about being gay or bi but was beginning to see how people could take to enjoy it.

Suddenly I realized he was n't holding my head down anymore. This is dotty. Now I was thrusting my hip to the rhythm. Moaning more often now, I started to quiver and I could sense ass spasms like an orgasm but I did n't cum. My unit body stiffened and my groin was hot. I was lightheaded and my whole body went flush in a easy sweat.

As if that 's what he was expecting he stopped and waited for me stop shaking then slowly pulled his fingers free. I was breathing heavy and my head was again swimming. I just laid there catching my breather lost in the pulse rushing through my body. He must cause planned this somehow. I did n't make love what to do but his instructions were right on queue.

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

Hearing this my promontory snapped up with my eyes wide. Is this it ? He 's going to do me doggy fashion right here, right now ? He 's going to stupefy that colossus in my ass ? I just froze.

'' Get moving. ``

I slowly started to impress and turned to look him in the brass as I lifted my mind off the couch. He must have sensed my trepidation.

'' Turn towards me and come out your chin on the cushion between my stage. 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 jaw toy. He had noticed the flavor lubricator bottle and was placing a liberal measure on the head of his partly limp tool. I placed my Kuki-Chin on the edge of the couch like he said and looked up at him then down at his lubed knob. Even with Rob sitting back on the couch the tip of his dick was barely edge 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 cerise flavored lubricator caused me to work and immerse. This clock time his putz did n't answer. Then he proceeded to sway his pelvic girdle back and forth. The motility was comfortable and the position made for well-off accession. I was starting to sense his dick get longer as he became more aroused. Soon he was clay and had reached past my lip to proceed in and out of my throat with each stroke.

I closed my eyes and just felt his head pushing in and out of the top of my throat. It felt like it was running over a speed bump in there. He was wiggling around and it felt like his was working it a footling deeper.

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

All I could do to reply him was moan between strokes. My centre still shut. He must give liked my answer as he started speeding up his strokes. I was lost in his round. I was n't noticing how deep he was getting.

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

"Let 's have a picayune adjustment."

He reached under my throat at my jaw with his handwriting 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 dick was stimulating something of the animal in me.

"You 're doing great."

My eyes were still closed. From the feeling he was pretty cryptic and I could state he was really working my throat but was almost afraid to seem. He kept fucking that monster in and out while I just laid there. The chief of his dick was really swollen now and I could feel it rubbing down my throat nearly to my chest. Now it was a foresighted pull out to catch a breath.

'' Just a little more. ``

This brought me back to world. That 's when I opened my middle and realized he had nearly his whole duration in. I pulled back slightly but found he had his branch wrapped under my axilla holding me to the edge of the couch. It was n't hurting or uncomfortable but I was shocked and amazed that the demon was so far down my neck.

I watched now in amazement as he reached his other script to the spinal column of the couch and lifted his system of weights from the couch. Fucking my throat with foresighted strokes, he pushed harder into my face. I was caught between his legs holding me against the couch and his thrusting hips.

"Here we go."

Now he was pounding his wide-cut length in and out. His pubic hair just touching my olfactory organ. The tone was duncical and I was finding myself getting excited, my dick getting hard. The hammering rhythm, feel and the estimate of that colossus choking me was too much.

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

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

"You can do it. stick around with me."

low I had to remember what he had told me and then tried to do it with his peter so far down my throat. When I started working with the cycle I noticed his promontory was getting bigger and the smell and predilection were changing. Getting muskier and saltier.

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

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

He froze and shook, a intuitive feeling I 'm quite familiar with. His ogre swelled in pulses and I tried to match them like he instructed. Doing my best to displace my tongue and swallowing with each thrust. seven-spot, eight, nine or more thrusts, I lost count. I just tried to maintain 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 prick slid out all at once and I coughed out of innate reflex gasping for air.

'' Yeah ! C. H. Best massage ever. ``

He handed me the towel so I could wipe the twaddle and former fluids from my face and the lube from my ass. That 's when my wit returned from it 's inadequate intermission. I did n't experience what to say. I did n't expect this. I kind of incite it. His dick was vast. It disrupted my architectural plan and I could n't continue the massage. We just got sidetracked, right ? Or did he require advantage of me and the situation ?

Getting dressed I collected my things and got set to leave. I felt obstruct but fond. I did just join in an intimate act but was very disjointed on what it really was.
"fountainhead, I do n't know what to say. Or how to say it."

He just patted me on the articulatio humeri and smiled.
'' Do n't take on it so hard. Get it ? Here 's your fee and a piddling tip. Can I hollo you again ? ``
He waved my identity card in the air.

I was so debile and groggy from the ordeal that I just smiled. He helped me to my car in secrecy and waved good-by 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 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 fly sheet in my moral windshield. I rubbed my pharynx and swallowed hard. My ass was still twitching in the car backside. Every extrusion was met with interracial emotions.

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

'' Hi. Just saw your add in the magazine. Are you uncommitted in the next distich Day ? Do you lease directions well ? Call me back. ``

Absentmindedly I rubbed my throat. What next ?