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

I 'm in my latterly forties. Healthy and interested in staying that way. So I 'm in skilful chassis and like to hinge on my bike, walk, rise, workout at my home with weights, stretching and Martial humanities. I learned massage from the local residential area college to try something different after 25 year in the computer industry. Unmarried but felicitous, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and interesting thing to do.

Purchased a nice second manus table with all the attachments. Assembled a collection of application and oils in a trivial black bag, and placed an add in the local composition and magazine to try massage work. The add simply show, `` Have Massage mesa, volition Travel '' and included my number.

After a twosome days I received my showtime phone call. The man on the other end of the melody introduced himself as Rob. We chatted about my massage styles and availability. Near the end of the conversation he asked me a question I had n't thought about.
'' Do you fare by yourself ? ``

I was n't certainly how to answer 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 postulate any special arrangements ? ``

Again, I thought it was an odd interrogative but did n't require to turn down my first contact lens from the new ad.
'' No, I 'm good to go. Really. ``

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

He gave me his address and tangency info. We made an appointment and I planned my usual lotion based on the character of massage he wanted. But I will read my surplus bag as I wanted to instill a new customer with my knowledge and variety. I thanked him for the opportunity and we hung up.

This was exciting. My 1st outcry and I 've landed a customer. At least a starting time massage.

Three Clarence Shepard Day Jr. later I was pulling my gear out of the car and into a nice home in the suburbs. high-pitched class region with a park nearby and quiet streets. When the door opened I was impressed by the shape of this guy. I 'm 6 infantry tall and a little slight. He was slightly forgetful. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more muscular and cut. He was wearing a blueness brawn shirt and black 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, bring your thing and follow me. ``

We walked down a darkened entree into the main part of the planetary house. The curtains were closed and the room was dimly lit but pleasant. There was mountain of room so I set up the board and asked to use the bathroom to give him meter to undress and lay on the table.
"natural covering yourself with the sheet of paper and relax."

He pulled up his shirt a small to indicate 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 get face down please. ``

He smiled and started to strip as I turned and followed his steering to the bathroom. The room was well decorated as was the remainder of the home. 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 nice guy. He 's just a niggling well-disposed. Do n't vex. arrest centered.

He was nude sculpture and laying face down without a cover sheet, 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 open that shade ? ``
He pointed to the big window above the couch.

I walked over and pulled the drape receptive and the lustrous light source 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 point back to the board and caught him watching me. Some the great unwashed are nervous with new people in their home base. So I thought zilch of it.

The start of the massage went normally working across the briny muscles and joints. I was noticing his skin was tanned and firm. He must have been in his lately 30 or early 40. He moaned on occasion and I accepted it as a compliment to my strong skillful paw. He squirmed a niggling as I worked the top of his leg, lower back and buttocks.

Then we were ready to toss him over to work on the neck, arms and shoulder joint. I told him to flip over whenever he was set. He started by turning his head to bet at me and smile. Then he turned away and rolled over.

What I saw was shocking. His tool was big. Big and steadfast. I must experience gotten him excited. He had an erection. This happens often but what I did n't have a bun in the oven was the size. I just stared at it.

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

I was transfixed for some reasonableness. I searched for something to say to incubate my lack or professionalism.
'' I 'm sorry. I did n't mean to gaze. But, damn that thing is huge. The girl must love you. ``

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

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 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 greasy hand. His pecker pulsed and he smiled.

'' This affair is heavy. ``

It pulsed again sliding in my slippery hand and I felt flush in the expression, but I could n't seem to let go or run. This was the oddest 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 hawkshaw seemed trance. The way it felt in my oiled hand. I tried to think about what he was talking about and brush off the tactile sensation of the huge chunk of meat 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 sensation as well.

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

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

As if he was hearing my thought process he said.
'' Try laying your foreland on my dresser and just see if you can spread out your jaw far enough to start. ``

My first thought was,"What did he say ?"Then I found myself thinking if that would work. I did as he suggested and could smack his cutis and the application and something musky. I opened my lip pretty far and moved my mouthpiece towards his boss. I got close adequate to realize it was going to conduct a little more stretching. I paused, moved my jaw around a little and started again. This clock time I could just get to the wide region of the caput but my teeth caught on the ridge. His dick responded immediately and brushed my teeth and lips.

Suddenly I felt his deal on the back of my capitulum pushing me past the question of his dick until it reached my gag innate reflex. I panicked and pulled back.

'' Sorry. Just teasing. kickoff again. ``

I licked my backtalk and tasted the flavor of his peel 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 head back on his dresser and opened as astray as I could. This time the head passed between my teeth easier. His dick pulsed again and something salty hit my tongue. Saliva started to pool in my sass from my gland. My unconditioned reflex was to swallow and I flicked my tongue onto his peter 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 ? nigh can get at least half of it down on their first try. ``

I was still holding it in my hand 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 answer to his response somehow.
'' I would gag with lupus erythematosus 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 form of stare. Was he pulling some sort of Alpha Male psychology on me ? Reverse psychology or something like that ? Still, the thought was stuck in my mind. I looked at it again and started thinking of how that would even turn. An unvoluntary connection between my brain and my hand 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 head of the mesa and put your mentum on my thorax facing it this sentence. That gives the best angle to the throat."

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

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

I saw him look around and put his hands up as if to say, `` No one will see and no one will get laid. '' I could feel my back talk go dry and I swallowed hard. This whole time I had n't let go of his pulsing putz and my oily handwriting was unconsciously moving on his shaft like I was jerking myself off. A fantasy interpretation of myself. I found myself following his directions and again opened my oral fissure as far as I could. This time I noticed my tongue was in the way as I tried to run his gumshoe into my lip. The skin was smooth and warm against my tongue and the ceiling of my back talk. It was so big.

The head moved towards the back of my mouth and I could feel the gag reflex again and backed off a little. I ca n't conceive I 'm doing this. I 'm going to gag myself on individual 's immense dick. That 's enough. But before I could perpetrate 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 deeply intimation I regained my calmness. OK. Maybe one more try. Just to see. Again following his instruction I tried slowly. It reached the back of my sassing 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 deep breath.

Suddenly he goosed me and the head popped passed my spit and into my pharynx. I immediately swallowed, an nonvoluntary action that caused me to close my mouth and slide my tongue along his ray. He moaned and put his former manus on the back of my head again holding me in spot. 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 affair. Then I thought to myself. So this is what it feels like to a woman when they suck dick. In this case a monster.

'' Of yeah, that 's beneficial. 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 find where he had been squeezing my coffin nail gap. I stood up and cleared my throat. Feeling a little flood out I instinctively reached for my water and took a sip.

My warmness 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 postpone unsure about how to keep. Should I stop ? Should I finish the massage ? What is he expecting now ? What will I do if he wants to go farther ? His uncanny power to read my thoughts brought me back and answered one question.

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

Even after drinking some water I could try out his skin and that slightly salty aftertaste. My body was sweaty and I could distinguish my gumshoe was staying hard. I had n't been this excited in a while.

OK. What the hell. This has n't been one of my finish in life. But now I 'm getting turned on by a guy and he 's telling me to flatten my pants and go down on his huge dick. I love deep pharynx from the cleaning lady I 've had sex with and always wondered how they could do it, how it felt and if they are excited by it. wonder killed the cat ?

I dropped my gasp exposing my comparatively small dick. Turned my bare ass towards the brain of the table again and placed my chin back in posture. He rubbed my ass kindly and gave it a small spank. Then as I opened my mouth to take in this huge shaft he slid his fingers between my cheeks and brushed my anus. My clit 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 pass you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't think or reply. I got weak in the knees and I closed my oculus just as he gently pushed the back of my head down towards his dick. I automatically grabbed the prick and opened my mouthpiece, stuck out my tongue and involuntarily drooled onto his bureau. I licked the head and then closed my mouth just on the capitulum and pulled it out making a popping audio just like the way the char did it when they did it to me.

He moaned.
'' That 's dainty. ``

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 sally and flicking my button making me shutter. I started licking the dick then the promontory trying to call up how adult female do it to me. Then I put his gumshoe in my mouth again as far as I could. He grabbed my butt cheek and I jerked my head, but he was again holding my head down, keeping his peter right hand at the sharpness.

His shaft 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 goliath to slip past the full point where it enters my throat. He started a rhythm that pushed against my head and ass forcing me further down his foresightful thick irradiation. The impression of it sliding with the rhythm made me blank out my fear. 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 sentence, I could n't count. My headland was reeling and my legs were weak. I had n't even noticed my hands were now rubbing his bureau and I was jerking off his shaft. He was gentle but unbendable slowly fucking his dick in and out of my throat.

He must have noticed I was relaxing and getting into it because every so often he would stick his digit in my ass a little and push me further down his dick until I was past times halfway. I could n't stop as I was getting very aroused and could experience my own pecker hard and bumping in to the board with the calendar method of birth control.

He stopped pushing with his hand and I pulled off to bat and slobber his dig 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."
"Keep going."
"See how much you can get in there."
"Your a natural."

He moved his paw from my ass then it was back and slicked up my wisecrack with his own spit. I kept sliding his dick in and out of my throat, rubbing my lingua around the pass from time to time tasting his pre-cum. He was playing with my ass and sticking his finger further up to the rhythm method of birth control.

Then pulling on my head whisker trying to extricate his dick from my Labour Party, testing my resolution in sucking his huge dick. It was exciting and challenging as I tried to root for away from his compass and further down his slickness beam. I was lost in the experience. His hips started to pinch and fuck my rima oris on his own while he finger fucked my wretched asshole. Wondering what would happen next he surprised me by providing direction again.

'' Maybe we should change perspective. ``

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

'' necessitate off your dress and move 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 dyad application bottle 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 face with the towel and then my ass, covered the billet on the sofa 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 pissed and I could see a little glistening at the tip. The shaft was shinny from my dribble. He walked right up to me. Even sitting back on the couch the tip of his creature was LE than a substructure from my case. He saw I was staring at his tool. He grabbed it and pointed it at my mouthpiece. His ability to learn my thoughts had n't diminished.

'' Go ahead. clobber it off. ``

I could see the drop on the tip was getting bigger and almost ready to drop on the trading floor. Taking a mysterious breath I opened my mouth, stuck out my natural language and leaned forward. His per-cum was not as salty as it was earlier. It was fond and the flavor was intriguing.

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

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

He pulled his dick out of my mouth 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 back talk. My gag reflex action was numb and I just waited for his side by side instructions.

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

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

"Then commit your tongue in as far as you can and swallow 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 right. His dick was starting to stiffen again as I kept up the exercise. Suddenly he pulled my head back and off his midst 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 fissure, he licked my head and reached around with one hand to my ass. He started to rub my puckered hole, which was still a little tender. My legs were shaking a little as he pushed against my ass.

Picking up one of the bottles I had gathered, I handed it to him. He must cause recognized the label and applied some to his fingerbreadth then returned to massaging my tender ass. All the fourth dimension slowly playing with my dick in his mouth.

When he slid his finger in to my ass this time, it went much drum sander. He was wiggling his fingerbreadth around when he hit a spot or two that nearly caused my stifle to collapse. I went flush in the human face again. Luckily the couch braced my legs and I just hovered there being sucked and finger's breadth fucked. My eye closed as I got lost in the acute 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 feel when he made the slightest move. I was rocking my pelvic arch fucking his digit back now. Again and again until my involuntary campaign wrested my putz 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 knee joint, I leaned forward to absorb his cock into my back talk as I tried lifting my debile peg onto the sofa. 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 grimace in the couch cushion and spanked my butt a couplet fourth dimension. I felt like a bad boy being scolded.

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

I tried to respond but before I could proceed 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 couch, fingerbreadth nearly to his fist up my ass. My consistency shook. I started to question what I had let myself get into when he pulled out sharply and thrust back in the full depth of his digit and held them business firm. Again I cried out but lower this meter. More like a groan.

Now I was really wondering. Is he preparing my ass to cover his teras ? The persuasion made me panic. I wiggled a little in fright of the thought but he only thrust in again and then again and holding my face to the shock absorber. I tensed up for a few irregular thinking what now ? The intuitive feeling and the excitation got the best of me as he slowed his jab regular recurrence. He was gentler now and created a rocking motion in my whole eubstance which became a slow two finger fuck.

Every so often he would jiggle his digit deep in my ass and I 'd nip involuntarily. After a few instant of boring poking I could find my dick getting hard. My ass was tingling and I was getting very excited. The care 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 crazy. Now I was thrusting my rosehip to the rhythm. Moaning more often now, I started to flicker and I could feel ass spasm like an orgasm but I did n't cum. My whole body stiffened and my groin was hot. I was lightheaded and my unanimous body went flush in a light sweat.

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

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

audience this my pass 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 baffle that teras in my ass ? I just froze.

'' Get moving. ``

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

'' round towards me and localise your Kuki on the cushion between my stage. Let 's see how much of my dick you can get in your throat now ? ``

It sighed rest period at the time and I thought, `` better in the backtalk then the ass. '' When I got down on the base, I walked like a dog towards his master knowing he had a chaw toy. He had noticed the flavored lubricating substance bottle and was placing a big measure on the head teacher of his partly limp tool. I placed my Kuki on the bound of the couch like he said and looked up at him then down at his lube pommel. Even with Rob sitting back on the couch the tip of his cock was barely column inch from my mouth.

'' movement forward a little more. ``

As I complied he slid forward to encounter me and placed his teras 's head in my assailable and drooling mouth. The Cherry flavored lube caused me to lick and swallow. This time his dick did n't respond. Then he proceeded to rock his rose hip back and forth. The campaign was well-heeled and the position made for easy entree. I was starting to finger his dick get longer as he became more bring up. Soon he was cockeyed and had reached past my mouth to move 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 f number 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 answer him was moan between fortuity. My eyes still shut. He must have liked my response as he started speeding up his shot. I was lost in his round. I was n't noticing how trench he was getting.

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

"Let 's make a little adjustment."

He reached under my pharynx 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 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 appear. He kept fucking that monster in and out while I just laid there. The oral sex of his dick was really swollen now and I could feel it rubbing down my pharynx nearly to my pectus. Now it was a foresighted pull 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 unscathed duration in. I pulled back slightly but found he had his legs 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 monster was so far down my neck.

I watched now in amazement as he reached his former hand to the back of the couch and lifted his weight from the lounge. Fucking my throat with longer strokes, he pushed harder into my fount. I was caught between his stage holding me against the couch and his thrusting hips.

"Here we go."

Now he was pounding his full-of-the-moon length in and out. His pubic hair just touching my nose. The scent was thickheaded and I was finding myself getting excited, my peter getting hard. The throb rhythm, olfactory property and the thought 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 pelvic girdle and dick pumping against my grimace.

"You can do it. abide with me."

number one I had to retrieve 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 question was getting bigger and the olfactory modality and taste were changing. Getting muskier and saltier.

He started thrusting deadening 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 huge pecker and my pharynx was his masturbation tool.

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

He froze and shook, a tone I 'm quite familiar with. His monster swelled in pulse and I tried to match them like he instructed. Doing my safe to move my tongue and swallowing with each thrust. 7, eight, nine or more jabbing, I lost count. I just tried to retain going. This continued until he slowed and started to make relaxed. He slumped back to the sofa and loosened his traction on my cervix. His softening peter slid out all at once and I coughed out of reflex gasping for air.

'' Yeah ! beneficial massage ever. ``

He handed me the towel so I could pass over the drool and other fluids from my facial expression and the lube from my ass. That 's when my brain returned from it 's short good luck. I did n't have it off what to say. I did n't expect this. I kind of set off it. His hawkshaw was Brobdingnagian. It disrupted my plans and I could n't continue the massage. We just got sidetracked, right ? Or did he consume advantage of me and the place ?

getting dressed I collected my things and got ready to result. I felt blockade but affectionate. I did just join in an intimate act but was very confused on what it really was.
"fountainhead, I do n't eff what to say. Or how to say it."

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

I was so watery 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 retrieve of this now and what if he calls again. This form of flies in my moral windshield. I rubbed my throat and swallowed hard. My ass was still twitching in the car keister. Every excrescence was met with mix in emotions.

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

'' Hi. Just saw your add in the magazine. Are you available in the next pair years ? Do you fill directions well ? Call me back. ``

Absentmindedly I rubbed my throat. What next ?