“ Have Massage table, testament Travel"reads the card of a man.

I 'm in my belated forties. Healthy and interest in staying that way. So I 'm in commodity shape and like to ride my cycle, walk, hike, workout at my home with weights, stretching and Martial humanities. I learned massage from the local community college to try something different after 25 years in the computer industriousness. Unmarried but happy, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and interesting things to do.

Purchased a dainty arcsecond paw table with all the attachments. Assembled a compendium of lotions and oils in a little Negro bag, and placed an add in the local papers and magazines to try massage employment. The add simply say, `` Have Massage tabular array, volition Travel '' and included my number.

After a couple Clarence Shepard Day Jr. I received my beginning call. The man on the other end of the descent 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 amount by yourself ? ``

I was n't certain how to answer but thought he might be embarrassed to take in mortal else watching him getting massaged. Some the great unwashed are like that. Not usually men though.
'' Sure. I drive, and my equipment is lite. ``

'' Do you ask any exceptional arrangements ? ``

Again, I thought it was an odd question but did n't want to wrick down my kickoff contact 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 assemble ? ``

He gave me his computer address and contact info. We made an appointment and I planned my usual lotion based on the type of massage he wanted. But I will strike my scanty bag as I wanted to affect a new customer with my noesis and multifariousness. I thanked him for the opportunity and we hung up.

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

Three Day later I was pulling my gear out of the car and into a nice home in the suburbs. highschool course neighborhood with a car park nearby and quiet streets. When the door opened I was impressed by the contour of this guy. I 'm 6 foot tall and a piffling thin. He was slightly shortsighted. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more muscular and cut. He was wearing a dispirited musculus 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, fetch your affair and adopt me. ``

We walked down a darken entrance into the main part of the house. The drape were closed and the room was dimly lit but pleasant. There was passel of room so I set up the board and asked to use the john to kick in him time to strip down and lay on the table.
"screening yourself with the sheet and relax."

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

I shrugged my shoulders.
'' That 's all right. 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 disinvest as I turned and followed his directions to the bathroom. The room was well decorated as was the eternal rest of the household. I cleaned up and did my two min countdown before heading back. I tried to clear my intellect of Rod 's curio. He 's a gracious guy. He 's just a niggling friendly. Do n't worry. arrest centered.

He was nude and laying face down without a cover shroud, quietly waiting for my healing hands.
'' Are you fix 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 curtains undefendable and the undimmed 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 point back to the board and caught him watching me. Some people are unquiet with new the great unwashed in their home plate. So I thought nada of it.

The start of the massage went normally working across the main musculus and joints. I was noticing his peel was tanned and business firm. He must suffer been in his late mid-thirties or early on forties. He moaned on occasion and I accepted it as a compliment to my unassailable skillful helping hand. He squirmed a lilliputian as I worked the top of his ramification, bring down back and buttocks.

Then we were ready to twitch him over to work on the neck opening, arms and shoulders. I told him to riff over whenever he was set. 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 stiff. I must have gotten him excited. He had an erection. This happens often but what I did n't expect was the sizing. I just stared at it.

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

I was transfixed for some intellect. I searched for something to say to cover my lack or professionalism.
'' I 'm dark. I did n't imply to stare. But, damn that thing is Brobdingnagian. The girls must love you. ``

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

I must cause looked like a gull standing there with my eyes fixed on his pecker. 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 touch it if you want. ``

I could n't discontinue myself and reached out and grabbed the shaft about half way up with my oily hired hand. His tool pulsed and he smiled.

'' This thing is heavy. ``

It pulsed again sliding in my slippery hand and I felt blush in the facial expression, but I could n't seem to let go or move. This was the leftover feeling. I felt impressed by it and ashamed for holding it.

'' Girls always want to sop up it. ``

"I 'll bet."I thought to myself. Still, I could n't get myself to let go. Feeling the pulse rate in his hawkshaw seemed transfix. The way it felt in my oiled hand. I tried to think about what he was talking about and ignore the intuitive feeling of the vast chunk of nub in my gripping hand.

'' How do they get it in there sassing ? ``
I again felt gush because now my mouth was watering. I swallowed hard trying to discount that hotshot as well.

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

The intellection ran through my header, `` What am I doing ? This is crazy. '' Then I found myself thinking of how I could position my foreland to even try to try out 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 work. I did as he suggested and could smell his skin and the lotion and something musky. I opened my back talk pretty far and moved my mouth towards his knob. I got close enough to realize it was going to direct a little more load. I paused, moved my jaw around a little and started again. This time I could just get to the widest part of the head but my teeth caught on the ridgeline. His gumshoe responded immediately and brushed my teeth and sass.

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

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

I licked my lip and tasted the flavor of his hide 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 top dog back on his chest of drawers and opened as full as I could. This time the fountainhead passed between my tooth easier. His cock pulsed again and something salty hit my tongue. saliva started to pool in my back talk from my glands. My unconditioned reflex was to unsay and I flicked my tongue onto his dick as I did and he jumped. I backed off and could n't veil a grinning and said.
'' OK. It fit. ``

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

I was still holding it in my handwriting and could n't opine something that big making it that far down someone 's throat. This recall stuck in my head teacher. I needed to respond to his response somehow.
'' I would gag with less than that. ``

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

He was looking at me with that daring variety 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 exploit. An involuntary connection between my brain and my deal caused me to squeeze and try to deform his prick. Again it was like he could take heed me think.

'' movement your ass towards the pass of the table and put your Kuki on my chest facing it this time. That gives the skilful angle to the throat."

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

"Go ahead. It helps with the gag 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 eff. '' I could feel my mouth go dry and I swallowed hard. This whole time I had n't let go of his pulsing prick and my oleaginous hired man was unconsciously moving on his prick like I was jerking myself off. A fantasy version of myself. I found myself following his directions and again opened my mouth as far as I could. This metre I noticed my tongue was in the way as I tried to strike his peter into my mouth. The skin was smooth and strong against my knife and the roof of my mouth. It was so big.

The point moved towards the back 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 soul 's immense putz. That 's sufficiency. But before I could extract 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 cap of your sassing. ``

Taking a cryptic breath I regained my calmness. OK. Maybe one More try. Just to see. Again following his instruction I tried slowly. It reached the vertebral column of my mouth without a gag. I looked down to see how practically 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 drumhead popped passed my tongue and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an involuntary action that caused me to conclude my mouth and skid my clapper along his shaft. He moaned and put his other hand on the back of my drumhead again holding me in plaza. I tried to slide my lingua out, swallowed again and he pushed me further down. I shivered all over.

I still had n't gagged on that immense thing. Then I thought to myself. So this is what it feels like to a woman when they suck putz. In this character a monster.

'' Of yeah, that 's thoroughly. 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 goat whirl. I stood up and cleared my throat. Feeling a footling overwhelmed I instinctively reached for my water supply and took a sip.

My heart was racing and I felt charge. I could n't get the feeling off my judgment. Taking a mysterious breath I moved back to the table unsure about how to proceed. Should I stop ? Should I fetch 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 drawers. ``

Even after drinking some water supply I could taste his peel and that slightly salty aftertaste. My body was sweaty and I could separate my dick 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 goals in life. But now I 'm getting turned on by a guy and he 's telling me to overlook my knickers and draw his huge shaft. I love deep throat from the woman I 've had sex with and always wondered how they could do it, how it felt and if they are excited by it. Curiosity killed the cat ?

I dropped my pants exposing my comparatively small gumshoe. Turned my bare ass towards the head of the mesa again and placed my chin back in position. He rubbed my ass kindly and gave it a modest spank. Then as I opened my mouth to call for in this huge tool he slid his finger's breadth between my impertinence and brushed my anus. My release puckered. I paused for a second and I felt him push my ass encouraging me toward his still backbreaking pecker. Then he calmly said.

'' Let me draw you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't think or answer. I got weak in the knees and I closed my centre just as he gently pushed the rachis of my headway down towards his gumshoe. I automatically grabbed the prick and opened my sassing, stuck out my tongue and involuntarily drooled onto his breast. I licked the principal and then closed my mouth 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 mouth a couple times.

'' Now you 're getting it. ``

He was still rubbing my ass chap and flicking my button making me shutter. I started licking the peter then the promontory trying to remember how adult female do it to me. Then I put his dick in my mouth again as far as I could. He grabbed my butt cheek and I jerked my principal, but he was again holding my promontory down, keeping his dick right at the edge.

His hawkshaw pulsed and he eased up a little then persisted both at my ass and chief. I relaxed my rima oris and tongue to permit the devil to slip past the pointedness where it enters my throat. He started a musical rhythm that pushed against my head and ass forcing me promote down his farsighted midst ray. The feeling of it sliding with the calendar method made me forget my business organization. He moaned and I felt proud that I had accomplished something he liked.

Then he pulled back out a footling and back in a few prison term letting me get used to the deepness. In and out like that for a few Thomas More times, I could n't weigh. My head was reeling and my wooden leg were weak. I had n't even noticed my hands were now rubbing his chest and I was jerking off his shaft. He was gentle but firm slowly fucking his prick 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 finger in my ass a footling and drive me further down his shaft until I was past halfway. I could n't terminate as I was getting very excited 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 lap up and slobber his slam with my spittle 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 hired man from my ass then it was back and slicked up my crack with his own spit. I kept sliding his dick in and out of my throat, rubbing my tongue around the head from time 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 dick from my childbed, testing my resolving in sucking his immense putz. It was exciting and challenging as I tried to pull away from his grasp and further down his slickness quill. I was lost in the experience. His hips started to jerk and love my sass on his own while he finger fucked my poor arsehole. Wondering what would bechance next he surprised me by providing direction again.

'' Maybe we should switch stance. ``

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

'' Take off your dress and displace to the sofa by the front window. ``

Like his duteous dog, I dropped the rest of my apparel and wobbled frail legged for the couch. On the way I grabbed a towel from my bag and a duad lotion bottle that might be useful from my spear carrier bag. I did n't guess this would be the understanding I needed these, but opportunity is where you find it. I wiped my face with the towel and then my ass, covered the place on the couch I was going to sit and placed the feeding bottle close by.

I sat and watched him walking over. His dick was bobbing as he walked. It was n't as smashed 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 frame the tip of his tool was to a lesser extent than a foot from my brass. He saw I was staring at his gumshoe. He grabbed it and pointed it at my mouthpiece. His ability to read my thoughts had n't diminished.

'' Go ahead. lick it off. ``

I could see the drop on the tip was getting braggy and almost fix to drop on the floor. Taking a deep breath I opened my backtalk, stuck out my spit 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 dick squeezing any pre-cum from his dick and the flavor filled my mouth.

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

He pulled his dick out of my sassing then grabbed the tomentum on the top of my head.

'' control stick your tongue out when I slide in. ``

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

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

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

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

Again I followed his educational activity to the letter as he slowly slid out until his school principal was at my teeth. Then we repeated the practice session a mates times to get the timing right. His shaft was starting to constrain 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 lounge, he could reach my fair sized hard on with his mouth, he licked my headland and reached around with one hand to my ass. He started to rub my puckered muddle, which was still a little legal 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 give recognized the label and applied some to his fingers then returned to massaging my bid ass. All the time slowly playing with my dick in his mouth.

When he slid his finger's breadth 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 knees to crash. I went peak in the face again. Luckily the couch braced my peg and I just hovered there being sucked and thumb 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 fingerbreadth was going in and out easily and I could find when he made the tenuous movement. I was rocking my hip joint fucking his finger back now. Again and again until my involuntary movement wrested my tool from his mouth.

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

I looked down at his hawkshaw staring up at me from between his wooden leg. He pulled his finger from my ass letting me dropping to my knees, I leaned forward to sop up his tool into my mouthpiece as I tried lifting my weak legs onto the couch. But, before I could get arranged he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me across his branch so my ass was just at his legs.

He pinned my face in the redact cushion and spanked my butt a couplet times. I felt like a bad boy being scolded.

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

I tried to respond but before I could actuate he stabbed two fingerbreadth deep in my ass. Thank heavens for the bottle of lube. It still startled me and hurt. I cried out but could n't be heard, it was muffled by the shock absorber. He held me there, face in the sofa, fingers nearly to his clenched fist up my ass. My soundbox shook. I started to marvel what I had let myself get into when he pulled out sharply and force back in the fully depth of his digit 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 wield his demon ? The thought made me affright. I wiggled a fiddling in fright of the thought but he only thrust in again and then again and holding my nerve to the cushion. I tensed up for a few secondment thinking what now ? The feel and the excitement got the dependable of me as he slowed his thrusting rhythm method. He was gentler now and created a rocking motion in my whole body which became a slow two finger fuck.

Every so often he would jiggle his fingers deep in my ass and I 'd twitch involuntarily. After a few minutes of dense poke I could finger my putz 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 learn to enjoy it.

Suddenly I realized he was n't holding my principal down anymore. This is crazy. Now I was thrusting my hips to the cycle. Moaning more often now, I started to quiver and I could sense ass spasms like an climax but I did n't cum. My whole consistence stiffened and my jetty was hot. I was lightheaded and my completely body went moneyed in a light sweat.

As if that 's what he was expecting he stopped and waited for me lay off shaking then slowly pulled his fingerbreadth free. I was breathing enceinte and my head word was again swimming. I just laid there catching my breathing space lost in the pulsation rushing through my body. He must have planned this somehow. I did n't fuck what to do but his instructions were right on queue.

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

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

'' Get moving. ``

I slowly started to prompt and turned to look him in the face as I lifted my head off the couch. He must hold sensed my trepidation.

'' Turn towards me and station your Kuki on the cushion between my legs. Let 's see how practically of my dick you can get in your pharynx now ? ``

It sighed relief at the time and I thought, `` better in the lip then the ass. '' When I got down on the trading floor, I walked like a dog towards his headmaster knowing he had a jaw toy. He had noticed the season lube bottleful and was placing a liberal quantity on the top dog 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 pommel. Even with Rob sitting back on the couch the tip of his pecker was barely edge from my mouth.

'' motility forward a little more. ``

As I complied he slid forward to adjoin me and placed his freak 's head in my loose and drooling mouth. The Cherry flavored lubricant caused me to lap up and swallow. This sentence his pecker did n't respond. Then he proceeded to rock his hips back and Forth River. The movement was comfortable and the position made for gentle access. I was starting to feel his tool get longer as he became more aroused. Soon he was stiff and had reached past my sass to affect in and out of my throat with each stroke.

I closed my centre and just felt his head pushing in and out of the top of my throat. It felt like it was running over a upper hump 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 groan between slash. My eyes still shut. He must have liked my reply as he started speeding up his chance event. I was lost in his musical rhythm. I was n't noticing how deep he was getting.

He made for certain to pull out far enough to let me breath every few strokes. It seemed to claim longer to pull out to that full point were I could breath each clock time he did it. I felt him lurch again.

"Let 's make a little adjustment."

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

"You 're doing great."

My eyes were still closed. From the feeling he was pretty inscrutable and I could order he was really working my throat but was almost afraid to reckon. He kept fucking that goliath in and out while I just laid there. The head of his shaft was really swollen now and I could feel it rubbing down my throat nearly to my breast. Now it was a hanker pulling 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 altogether distance in. I pulled back slightly but found he had his ramification wrapped under my axillary cavity holding me to the edge of the lounge. It was n't hurting or uncomfortable but I was shocked and amazed that the devil was so far down my neck.

I watched now in astonishment as he reached his early hand to the binding of the couch and lifted his weight from the couch. Fucking my throat with farseeing apoplexy, 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 full distance in and out. His pubic hair just touching my nose. The smell was heavyset and I was finding myself getting excited, my peter getting hard. The hammering speech rhythm, olfaction and the idea of that devil choking me was too much.

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

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

"You can do it. rest 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 bigger and the olfactory modality and mouthful 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 huge dick and my throat was his onanism tool.

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

He froze and shook, a feeling I 'm quite comrade with. His monster swelled in heart rate and I tried to match them like he instructed. Doing my best to act my knife and swallowing with each thrust. 7, eight, nine or Sir Thomas More thrusts, I lost counting. I just tried to keep going. This continued until he slowed and started to decompress. He slumped back to the couch and loosened his grip on my cervix. His softening hawkshaw 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 former fluids from my face and the lube from my ass. That 's when my brain returned from it 's brusk falling out. I did n't lie with what to say. I did n't wait this. I sort of incite it. His dick was vast. It disrupted my plans and I could n't stay on the massage. We just got sidetracked, right ? Or did he postulate advantage of me and the situation ?

getting dressed I collected my things and got fix to leave. I felt embarrassed but tender. I did just join in an confidant act but was very confused on what it really was.
"well, I do n't have sex what to say. Or how to say it."

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

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

On my way home plate I started thinking what just happened. Did I just have a intimate confrontation ? Was I just paid for sex ? An offer for a massage that 's disguising a sexual act. What was I to conceive of this now and what if he calls again. This variety of fly in my lesson 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 substance on the answering auto. A man 's part was heard to say.

'' Hi. Just saw your add in the magazine. Are you available in the next couple Clarence Day ? Do you take commission well ? Call me back. ``

Absentmindedly I rubbed my pharynx. What next ?