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

I 'm in my late forties. Healthy and occupy in staying that way. So I 'm in salutary shape and like to ride my bicycle, walk, hike, workout at my home with weighting, stretching and Martial Arts. I learned massage from the local anesthetic community college to try something unlike after 25 years in the figurer industry. Unmarried but felicitous, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and interesting things to do.

Purchased a squeamish second helping hand table with all the attachments. Assembled a collection of lotions and crude oil in a niggling disastrous bag, and placed an add in the local papers and mag to try massage work. The add simply scan, `` Have Massage Table, Will Travel '' and included my number.

After a twain days I received my first off call. The man on the other 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 interrogative sentence I had n't thought about.
'' Do you arrive by yourself ? ``

I was n't trusted how to answer but thought he might be embarrassed to have soul 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 peculiar arrangements ? ``

Again, I thought it was an odd question but did n't require to become down my beginning contact from the new ad.
'' No, I 'm goodness to go. Really. ``

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

He gave me his address and contact information. We made an naming and I planned my common application based on the type of massage he wanted. But I will take my save bag as I wanted to impress a new customer with my knowledge and variety. I thanked him for the opportunity and we hung up.

This was exciting. My start shout and I 've landed a client. At least a commencement massage.

Three day later I was pulling my paraphernalia out of the car and into a courteous plate in the suburbia. High course of instruction neighborhood with a parking lot nearby and quiet streets. When the room access opened I was impressed by the shape of this guy. I 'm 6 metrical unit tall and a little thin. He was slightly curt. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more hefty and cut. He was wearing a blue muscle shirt and black hoops shorts with sandals.

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

'' I 'm Rob. Please, play your matter and follow me. ``

We walked down a darkened entry into the briny persona of the house. The curtains were closed and the room was dimly lit but pleasant. There was great deal of room so I set up the table and asked to use the lav to give him meter to undress and lay on the table.
"concealment yourself with the sail and relax."

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

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

'' I like you already. ``

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

He smiled and started to strip as I turned and followed his guidance to the bathroom. The room was well decorated as was the eternal sleep of the business firm. I cleaned up and did my two minute countdown before heading back. I tried to illuminate my brain of Rod 's peculiarities. He 's a nice guy. He 's just a little friendly. Do n't worry. Stay centered.

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

'' If you are. ``

I was warming the lotions when he spoke suddenly.

'' Can you open that shadowiness ? ``
He pointed to the big windowpane above the couch.

I walked over and pulled the curtain open air and the brilliant 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 manoeuvre back to the table and caught him watching me. Some people are anxious with new hoi polloi in their homes. So I thought nada of it.

The commencement of the massage went normally working across the main sinew and joints. I was noticing his skin was tanned and firm. He must hold been in his late mid-thirties or early forties. He moaned on function and I accepted it as a compliment to my strong skillful hands. He squirmed a niggling as I worked the top of his stage, lower back and buttocks.

Then we were ready to flip him over to work on the neck, arms and berm. 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 cock was big. Big and rigid. I must have gotten him excite. He had an erection. This happens often but what I did n't ask was the size. I just stared at it.

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

I was transfixed for some reason. I searched for something to say to deal my lack or professionalism.
'' I 'm blue. I did n't have in mind to gaze. But, damn that thing is huge. The young lady must bang you. ``

`` Everybody loves it. The guys and the lady friend. ``

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

'' Go ahead you can bear on it if you want. ``

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

'' This affair is heavy. ``

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

'' little girl 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 oiled hand. I tried to think about what he was talking about and ignore the feeling of the huge lump of meat in my gripping hand.

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

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

The thinking ran through my headland, `` What am I doing ? This is crazy. '' Then I found myself thinking of how I could post my principal to even try to test my jaw against this monster.

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

My first thought was,"What did he say ?"Then I found myself thinking if that would form. I did as he suggested and could smell out his hide and the application and something musky. I opened my mouth pretty far and moved my mouth towards his knob. I got close enough to make it was going to submit a little more stretch out. I paused, moved my jaw around a lilliputian and started again. This fourth dimension I could just get to the across-the-board portion of the headway but my dentition caught on the ridgepole. His dick responded immediately and brushed my tooth and lips.

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

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

I licked my rim and tasted the flavour of his skin on them. Not unlike the relish of teat 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 of drawers and opened as wide as I could. This prison term the school principal passed between my teeth easier. His putz pulsed again and something salty hit my tongue. Saliva started to pool in my oral cavity from my gland. My reflex was to swallow and I flicked my tongue onto his dick as I did and he jumped. I backed off and could n't hide a smiling and said.
'' OK. It fit. ``

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

I was still holding it in my bridge player and could n't imagine something that big making it that far down someone 's throat. This retrieve stuck in my head. I needed to react to his answer somehow.
'' I would gag with less than that. ``

'' You 're right. It 's really big. It 's probably bigger then you could handle anyway. ``

He was looking at me with that daring kind of stare. Was he pulling some kind of Alpha male psychology on me ? turnabout psychology or something like that ? Still, the idea was stuck in my intellect. I looked at it again and started thinking of how that would even play. An involuntary connection between my learning ability and my hired man caused me to squeeze and try to turn away his dick. Again it was like he could hear me think.

'' Move your ass towards the foreland of the table and put your Kuki on my chest facing it this clock time. That gives the outflank slant 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 reflex. It really does. I wo n't distinguish anyone. ``

I saw him look around and put his hands up as if to say, `` No one will see and no one will know. '' I could feel my rima oris go dry and I swallowed hard. This all time I had n't let go of his pulsing dick and my oily hand was unconsciously moving on his shaft like I was jerking myself off. A fancy translation of myself. I found myself following his directions and again opened my mouth as far as I could. This metre I noticed my lingua was in the way as I tried to move his dick into my rima oris. The hide was quiet and warm against my tongue and the roof of my mouth. It was so big.

The drumhead moved towards the back of my mouth and I could feel the gag reflex again and backed off a slight. I ca n't trust I 'm doing this. I 'm going to gag myself on someone 's immense shaft. That 's enough. But before I could take out out any further he instructed me again.

'' Just try this. Try sticking out your tongue as far as you can and just let the prick rub against the cap of your mouth. ``

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

Suddenly he goosed me and the drumhead popped passed my tongue and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an involuntary action that caused me to shut my mouth and slue my tongue along his shaft. He moaned and put his other hand on the back of my brain again holding me in place. I tried to slip 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 woman when they suck pecker. In this case a monster.

'' Of yeah, that 's salutary. 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 find where he had been squeezing my butt crack. I stood up and cleared my pharynx. Feeling a little overtake I instinctively reached for my water and took a sip.

My inwardness was racing and I felt flush. I could n't get the flavour off my intellect. Taking a late hint I moved back to the table unsure about how to proceed. Should I stop ? Should I finish the massage ? What is he expecting now ? What will I do if he wants to go farther ? His eldritch power to take my thoughts brought me back and answered one question.

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

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

OK. What the Hades. This has n't been one of my goal in life-time. But now I 'm getting turned on by a guy and he 's telling me to spend my pants and suck his huge cock. I love deeply throat 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. rarity killed the cat ?

I dropped my pants exposing my comparatively small dick. Turned my unornamented ass towards the head of the table again and placed my chin back in berth. He rubbed my ass kindly and gave it a small spank. Then as I opened my mouth to take in this Brobdingnagian tool he slid his fingers between my boldness and brushed my anus. My button puckered. I paused for a moment and I felt him push my ass encouraging me toward his still difficult dick. Then he calmly said.

'' Let me guide you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't think or respond. I got weak in the knees and I closed my eyes just as he gently pushed the back of my question down towards his gumshoe. I automatically grabbed the shaft and opened my sass, stuck out my lingua and involuntarily drooled onto his bureau. I licked the header and then closed my backtalk just on the head and pulled it out making a popping sound just like the way the women 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 sass a couple times.

'' Now you 're getting it. ``

He was still rubbing my ass cleft and flicking my push button making me shutter. I started licking the rotating shaft then the foreland trying to remember how woman do it to me. Then I put his dick in my mouth again as far as I could. He grabbed my can cheek and I jerked my head, but he was again holding my capitulum down, keeping his peter rightfield 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 allow the monster to mistake past the point where it enters my throat. He started a regular recurrence that pushed against my straits and ass forcing me further down his longsighted thick peter. The feel of it sliding with the rhythm method of birth control made me forget my concerns. He moaned and I felt majestic that I had accomplished something he liked.

Then he pulled back out a piddling 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 numerate. My head was reeling and my legs were debile. I had n't even detect my hand were now rubbing his bureau and I was jerking off his lance. He was patrician but firm slowly fucking his dick in and out of my throat.

He must consume noticed I was relaxing and getting into it because every so often he would stick his fingerbreadth in my ass a piddling and advertise me further down his putz until I was past halfway. I could n't stop as I was getting very arouse and could feel my own dick hard and bumping in to the table with the rhythm.

He stopped pushing with his hand and I pulled off to lick and slobber his barb with my spittle before trying again on my own pact 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 crack with his own spit. I kept sliding his shaft in and out of my throat, rubbing my tongue around the head from meter to clip tasting his pre-cum. He was playing with my ass and sticking his digit further up to the rhythm.

Then pulling on my head teacher hair trying to untangle his dick from my task, 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 glossy shaft. I was lost in the experience. His hip joint started to squeeze and hump my mouth on his own while he finger fucked my poor cocksucker. Wondering what would go on next he surprised me by providing instructions again.

'' Maybe we should change post. ``

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

'' exact off your wearing apparel and act to the couch by the nominal head 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 couple on lotion bottleful that might be useful from my extra bag. I did n't intend this would be the reason I needed these, but opportunity is where you find it. I wiped my typeface with the towel and then my ass, covered the place on the sofa I was going to sit and placed the feeding bottle close by.

I sat and watched him walking over. His dick was bobbing as he walked. It was n't as unbendable and I could see a piffling glistening at the tip. The shaft was shinny from my slobber. He walked right up to me. Even sitting back on the frame the tip of his instrument was less than a foot from my grimace. He saw I was staring at his dick. He grabbed it and pointed it at my mouth. His ability to register my thoughts had n't diminished.

'' Go ahead. lap up it off. ``

I could see the driblet on the tip was getting boastful and almost ready to drip on the floor. Taking a deep breath I opened my lip, stuck out my natural language and leaned forward. His per-cum was not as salty as it was earlier. It was quick and the flavor was intriguing.

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

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

He pulled his gumshoe out of my mouthpiece 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 reflex was numb and I just waited for his next instructions.

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

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

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

Again I followed his didactics to the letter as he slowly slid out until his header was at my teeth. Then we repeated the practice a couplet times to get the timing rightfulness. His dick was starting to tighten again as I kept up the physical exercise. Suddenly he pulled my straits back and off his midst dick.

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

I stood up and he sat down. Sitting on the edge of the couch, he could reach my fair sized hard on with his mouth, he licked my mind and reached around with one mitt to my ass. He started to rub my crumple hole, which was still a piddling tender. My stage were shaking a petty as he pushed against my ass.

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

When he slid his finger in to my ass this time, it went much smoother. He was wiggling his digit around when he hit a spot or two that nearly caused my human knee to crash. I went efflorescence in the face again. Luckily the sofa braced my legs and I just hovered there being sucked and finger fucked. My eyes closed as I got lost in the intense feelings.

He pushed his finger in deeper and I pushed back this time. His finger's breadth was going in and out easily and I could experience when he made the slightest relocation. I was rocking my hips fucking his finger back now. Again and again until my involuntary bowel movement wrested my tool 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 ramification. He pulled his finger from my ass letting me dropping to my knees, I leaned forward to draw his dick into my mouth 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 pegleg so my ass was just at his legs.

He pinned my face in the couch cushion and spanked my butt a couple fourth dimension. I felt like a bad boy being scolded.

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

I tried to respond but before I could affect he stabbed two fingers deep in my ass. Thank heavens for the bottle of lubricant. It still startled me and wound. I cried out but could n't be heard, it was muffled by the shock. He held me there, typeface in the couch, fingers nearly to his clenched 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 full profoundness of his finger's breadth 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 palm his behemoth ? The idea made me panic. I wiggled a little in fright of the opinion but he only thrust in again and then again and holding my face to the cushion. I tensed up for a few seconds thinking what now ? The feeling and the inflammation got the serious of me as he slowed his thrusting rhythm. He was gentler now and created a rocking motion in my all consistence which became a slow two finger fuck.

Every so often he would wiggle his fingers deep in my ass and I 'd jerk involuntarily. After a few minutes of easy thrusting I could feel my putz getting hard. My ass was tingling and I was getting very excited. The fear of being fucked slipped out of my thought process as I began to get into the rhythm. I had never thought about being gay or bi but was beginning to see how mass could learn to enjoy it.

Suddenly I realized he was n't holding my brain down anymore. This is crazy. Now I was thrusting my rosehip to the calendar method of birth control. Moaning more often now, I started to quake and I could feel ass spasms like an orgasm but I did n't cum. My wholly body stiffened and my groin was hot. I was lightheaded and my whole body went moneyed in a light sweat.

As if that 's what he was expecting he stopped and waited for me stop shaking then slowly pulled his fingerbreadth free. I was breathing heavy and my school principal was again swimming. I just laid there catching my breath lost in the pulse rate rushing through my organic structure. He must make planned this somehow. I did n't recognise what to do but his instructions were right on queue.

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

earshot this my head snapped up with my eyes astray. Is this it ? He 's going to do me doggy expressive style right here, right now ? He 's going to beat that freak in my ass ? I just froze.

'' Get moving. ``

I slowly started to move and turned to look him in the face as I lifted my question off the couch. He must have sensed my trepidation.

'' Turn towards me and place your chin on the cushion between my leg. Let 's see how much of my peter you can get in your throat now ? ``

It sighed ministration at the time and I thought, `` better in the rima oris then the ass. '' When I got down on the flooring, I walked like a dog towards his master knowing he had a mastication toy. He had noticed the flavored lubricating substance bottle and was placing a openhanded sum on the headway of his partly limp tool. I placed my Kuki on the sharpness 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 in from my mouth.

'' motility forward a little more. ``

As I complied he slid forward to meet me and placed his monster 's psyche in my open and drooling back talk. The Cherry flavored lube caused me to lap and swallow. This time his hawkshaw did n't respond. Then he proceeded to rock his hips back and Forth. The movement was comfortable and the situation made for promiscuous access. I was starting to feel his dick get longer as he became more provoke. Soon he was blotto and had reached past my lip to move in and out of my throat with each stroke.

I closed my eyes and just felt his heading 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 little deeper.

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

All I could do to do him was moan between diagonal. My heart still shut. He must ingest liked my reaction as he started speeding up his strokes. I was lost in his rhythm. I was n't noticing how thick he was getting.

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

"Let 's pee-pee a niggling adjustment."

He reached under my throat at my jaw with his helping hand and pulled me forward until my shoulder just reached the edge of the sofa. He was shifting around but all I could say was his pecker was stimulating something of the fauna in me.

"You 're doing great."

My oculus were still closed. From the feeling he was pretty deep and I could secern he was really working my pharynx but was almost afraid to expect. He kept fucking that monster in and out while I just laid there. The point of his dick was really swollen now and I could sense it rubbing down my throat nearly to my chest. Now it was a long pulling out to catch a breath.

'' Just a little more. ``

This brought me back to realness. 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 pegleg wrapped under my axillary fossa holding me to the bound of the couch. It was n't hurting or uncomfortable but I was shocked and amazed that the monster was so far down my neck.

I watched now in amazement as he reached his other hand to the back of the sofa and lifted his weight from the couch. Fucking my throat with longer cam stroke, 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 distance in and out. His pubic fuzz just touching my olfactory organ. The smell was thick and I was finding myself getting frantic, my dick getting hard. The pounding rhythm, smell and the melodic theme of that monster choking me was too much.

'' You 're almost there. start using that proficiency I taught you. ``

I was lost in watching his hip joint and tool pumping against my face.

"You can do it. Stay with me."

First I had to remember what he had told me and then tried to do it with his dick so far down my throat. When I started working with the rhythm I noticed his head was getting adult and the smell and penchant were changing. Getting muskier and saltier.

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

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

He froze and shook, a belief I 'm quite comrade with. His monster swelled in pulses and I tried to match them like he instructed. Doing my outflank to move my tongue and swallowing with each thrust. Seven, eight, nine or more thrusts, I lost counting. I just tried to keep going. This continued until he slowed and started to relax. He slumped back to the couch and loosened his grasp on my neck. His softening dick slid out all at once and I coughed out of reflex gasping for air.

'' Yeah ! secure massage ever. ``

He handed me the towel so I could wipe the dribble and other fluids from my face and the lube from my ass. That 's when my brain returned from it 's shortsighted geological fault. I did n't live what to say. I did n't expect this. I variety of instigate 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 occupy vantage of me and the spot ?

Getting dressed I collected my things and got ready to pass on. I felt blockade but warm. I did just union 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 it so hard. Get it ? Here 's your fee and a small tip. Can I call you again ? ``
He waved my card in the air.

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

On my way habitation 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 sexual act. What was I to think of this now and what if he calls again. This form of rainfly in my moral windshield. I rubbed my pharynx and swallowed hard. My ass was still twitching in the car seat. Every bump was met with mingle emotions.

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

'' Hi. Just saw your add in the cartridge holder. Are you available in the next distich twenty-four hours ? Do you take directions well ? Call me back. ``

Absentmindedly I rubbed my throat. What next ?