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

I 'm in my later forties. Healthy and interested in staying that way. So I 'm in proficient embodiment and like to depend on my bike, paseo, hike, physical exertion at my home with weightiness, stretching and Martial arts. I learned massage from the local anaesthetic community college to try something unlike after 25 years in the computing machine industry. Unmarried but well-chosen, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and interesting matter to do.

Purchased a courteous second gear hand tabular array with all the attachments. Assembled a compendium of lotion and oil color in a little melanise bag, and placed an add in the local papers and magazines to try massage oeuvre. The add simply read, `` Have Massage Table, Will Travel '' and included my number.

After a couple days I received my first call. 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 question I had n't thought about.
'' Do you come by yourself ? ``

I was n't sure how to answer but thought he might be embarrassed to have someone 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 require to turn down my first contact from the new ad.
'' No, I 'm right to go. Really. ``

'' You sound like a Nice guy. I hope you can aid me. When can we meet ? ``

He gave me his address and contact info. We made an engagement and I planned my common application based on the eccentric of massage he wanted. But I will take my spare bag as I wanted to shanghai a new customer with my knowledge and multifariousness. I thanked him for the opportunity and we hung up.

This was exciting. My first phone call and I 've landed a client. At least a first-class honours degree massage.

trio days later I was pulling my gear out of the car and into a Nice home in the suburbs. richly division vicinity with a Park nearby and calm down streets. When the door opened I was impressed by the configuration of this guy. I 'm 6 foot tall and a little lean. He was slightly shorter. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more hefty and cut. He was wearing a blue heftiness shirt and lightlessness basketball trunks 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 things and abide by me. ``

We walked down a darkened entryway into the main part of the house. The drapery were closed and the room was dimly lit but pleasant. There was passel of room so I set up the table and asked to use the bathroom to consecrate him time to undress and lay on the table.
"cover charge yourself with the tack and relax."

He pulled up his shirt a piffling to depict 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 protrude face down please. ``

He smiled and started to strip as I turned and followed his directions to the bathroom. The elbow room was well decorated as was the eternal sleep of the house. I cleaned up and did my two hour countdown before heading back. I tried to make my mind of Rod 's curiosity. He 's a nice guy. He 's just a little well-disposed. Do n't care. Stay centered.

He was nude 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 unfold that wraith ? ``
He pointed to the big window above the couch.

I walked over and pulled the curtains receptive and the brightly sparkle really lit up the space. Hmm, I was thinking he was a slight shy, but it 's not starting out that way. I turned around to head back to the mesa and caught him watching me. Some multitude are nervous with new the great unwashed in their house. So I thought nothing of it.

The outset of the massage went normally working across the main muscleman and spliff. I was noticing his skin was tanned and firm. He must suffer been in his tardy mid-thirties or early forty. He moaned on occasion and I accepted it as a compliment to my strong skillful hands. He squirmed a little as I worked the top of his legs, turn down back and buttocks.

Then we were ready to flip him over to lick on the cervix, arms and shoulder joint. I told him to flip over whenever he was ready. He started by turning his headway to take care at me and smile. Then he turned away and rolled over.

What I saw was shocking. His dick 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 size of it. I just stared at it.

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

I was transfixed for some ground. I searched for something to say to cover my lack or professionalism.
'' I 'm sorry. I did n't mean to stare. But, damn that thing is huge. The girlfriend must have sex you. ``

`` Everybody loves it. The guy rope and the young lady. ``

I must have looked like a fool standing there with my middle fixed on his prick. 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 tinct it if you want. ``

I could n't stop myself and reached out and grabbed the beam about half way up with my sebaceous hand. His pecker pulsed and he smiled.

'' This thing is toilsome. ``

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 move. This was the unexpended belief. 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 putz seemed fascinating. The way it felt in my inunct hand. I tried to recollect about what he was talking about and brush off the intuitive feeling of the vast clod of meat in my gripping hand.

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

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

The thought ran through my nous, `` What am I doing ? This is crazy. '' Then I found myself thinking of how I could post my school 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 spread out your jaw far enough to take up. ``

My first thought was,"What did he say ?"Then I found myself thinking if that would lick. I did as he suggested and could reek his peel and the application and something musky. I opened my rima oris pretty far and moved my sassing towards his knob. I got close enough to clear it was going to use up a little more debase. I paused, moved my jaw around a picayune and started again. This time I could just get to the wide part of the read/write head but my teeth caught on the ridgeline. His dick responded immediately and brushed my dentition and lips.

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

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

I licked my lips and tasted the flavor of his skin on them. Not unlike the smack 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 of drawers and opened as all-inclusive as I could. This clock time the head passed between my teeth easier. His dick pulsed again and something salty hit my tongue. Saliva started to pool in my mouth from my glands. 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 veil a smile and said.
'' OK. It fit. ``

'' That was n't such a big stack. Was it ? Most can get at least half of it down on their first-class honours degree try. ``

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

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

He was looking at me with that daring kind of stare. Was he pulling some form of Alpha male psychology on me ? opposite psychology or something like that ? Still, the thought was stuck in my psyche. I looked at it again and started thinking of how that would even crop. An involuntary connection between my genius and my hand caused me to squeeze and try to bend his dick. Again it was like he could hear me think.

'' Move your ass towards the head of the mesa and put your chin on my chest of drawers facing it this meter. That gives the best angle to the throat."

I was embarrassed and shocked but fascinated. The thinking was stuck in my judgement. He persisted.

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

I saw him look around and put his manpower up as if to say, `` No one will see and no one will screw. '' I could palpate my mouthpiece go dry and I swallowed hard. This unhurt meter I had n't let go of his pulsing dick and my oily hand was unconsciously moving on his calamus like I was jerking myself off. A fantasise translation of myself. I found myself following his guidance and again opened my rima oris as far as I could. This time I noticed my tongue was in the way as I tried to move his putz into my mouth. The skin was smooth and warm against my natural language and the ceiling of my mouth. It was so big.

The head moved towards the back of my mouth and I could finger the gag innate reflex again and backed off a small. I ca n't believe I 'm doing this. I 'm going to gag myself on someone 's huge dick. That 's enough. But before I could attract 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 rima oris. ``

Taking a deep intimation I regained my equanimity. OK. Maybe one more try. Just to see. Again following his educational activity I tried slowly. It reached the back of my mouth without a gag. I looked down to see how a lot 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 lingua and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an involuntary action that caused me to close my rima oris and slide my natural language along his scape. He moaned and put his other hired man on the back of my head again holding me in place. 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 charwoman when they suck dick. In this typeface a monster.

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

He pulled me off his dick and let go of my ass. I let go of his tool finally. I could find where he had been squeezing my cigarette wisecrack. I stood up and cleared my pharynx. Feeling a little deluge I instinctively reached for my water and took a sip.

My eye was racing and I felt charge. I could n't get the feeling off my mind. Taking a deep breath I moved back to the table unsure about how to go. 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 ability to read my thoughts brought me back and answered one question.

'' Try again. This clock time cast off your pant. ``

Even after drinking some water system I could smack his hide and that slightly piquant aftertaste. My body was sweaty and I could distinguish 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 sprightliness. But now I 'm getting turned on by a guy and he 's telling me to drop my pants and suckle his huge pecker. I love deeply 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. curio killed the cat ?

I dropped my pants exposing my comparatively small-scale tool. Turned my bare ass towards the head of the table again and placed my chin back in position. He rubbed my ass kindly and gave it a pocket-size spank. Then as I opened my mouthpiece to contain in this immense creature he slid his finger's breadth between my brass and brushed my anus. My button puckered. I paused for a moment and I felt him drive my ass encouraging me toward his still hard prick. Then he calmly said.

'' Let me guide you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't think or answer. I got weakly in the genu and I closed my eyes just as he gently pushed the book binding of my headway down towards his gumshoe. I automatically grabbed the shaft and opened my rima oris, stuck out my tongue and involuntarily drooled onto his chest. I licked the head and then closed my mouth just on the head and pulled it out making a toss off 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 oral fissure a couple times.

'' Now you 're getting it. ``

He was still rubbing my ass wisecrack and flicking my clit making me shutter. I started licking the beam then the head teacher trying to retrieve how char do it to me. Then I put his dick in my lip again as far as I could. He grabbed my seat buttock and I jerked my header, but he was again holding my head down, keeping his prick rightfield at the edge.

His dick pulsed and he eased up a slight then persisted both at my ass and head. I relaxed my mouth and knife to give up the behemoth to slip past the stage where it enters my throat. He started a rhythm that pushed against my head and ass forcing me further down his long thick beam of light. The feeling of it sliding with the regular recurrence made me forget my concerns. He moaned and I felt proud that I had accomplished something he liked.

Then he pulled back out a piffling and back in a few times letting me get used to the deepness. In and out like that for a few more times, I could n't count. My nous was reeling and my legs were fallible. I had n't even find my hands were now rubbing his chest and I was jerking off his shaft of light. He was gentle but steadfastly slowly fucking his pecker in and out of my throat.

He must accept noticed I was relaxing and getting into it because every so often he would stick his digit in my ass a lilliputian and push me further down his prick until I was past halfway. I could n't end as I was getting very excited and could feel my own dick hard and bumping in to the table with the rhythm method.

He stopped pushing with his bridge player and I pulled off to thrash and dribble 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."
"bread and butter 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 spitting. I kept sliding his dick in and out of my throat, rubbing my tongue around the head from time to meter tasting his pre-cum. He was playing with my ass and sticking his finger further up to the rhythm.

Then pulling on my head whisker trying to extricate his dick from my proletariat, testing my resolving in sucking his immense cock. It was exciting and challenging as I tried to root for away from his grasp and further down his glossy shaft. I was lost in the experience. His hips started to twitch and fuck my mouth on his own while he finger fucked my misfortunate arse. Wondering what would happen next he surprised me by providing instructions again.

'' Maybe we should change positions. ``

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

'' Take off your wearing apparel and move to the sofa by the front window. ``

Like his dutiful dog, I dropped the rest of my clothes and wobbled rickety legged for the couch. On the way I grabbed a towel from my bag and a duet application bottleful that might be useful from my extra bag. I did n't think this would be the reasonableness 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 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 stiff and I could see a trivial glistening at the tip. The quill was shinny from my slobber. He walked right up to me. Even sitting back on the sofa the tip of his tool was less than a foot from my face. 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 bigger and almost ready to drip on the trading floor. Taking a deep breather I opened my mouthpiece, stuck out my tongue and leaned forward. His per-cum was not as salty as it was earlier. It was warmly and the flavor was intriguing.

He pumped his hand up the ray of light squeezing any pre-cum from his dick and the feel 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.

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

Obediently I responded as he slowly slid in cashbox he bottomed out at the back of my mouth. My gag inborn reflex 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 much room in there but I tried my intimately to comply.

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

Again I followed his teaching to the varsity letter as he slowly slid out until his question was at my dentition. Then we repeated the practice a couple times to get the timing rightfulness. His shaft was starting to stiffen again as I kept up the physical exercise. Suddenly he pulled my head 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 bound of the couch, he could reach my ordinary sized hard on with his mouth, he licked my head word and reached around with one hand to my ass. He started to rub my cockle kettle of fish, which was still a petty tender. My branch 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 have recognized the label and applied some to his digit then returned to massaging my supply ship ass. All the time slowly playing with my dick in his mouth.

When he slid his finger in to my ass this metre, it went much sander. He was wiggling his finger around when he hit a spot or two that nearly caused my knees to crash. I went peak in the expression again. Luckily the couch braced my legs and I just hovered there being sucked and fingerbreadth fucked. My oculus closed as I got lost in the intense feelings.

He pushed his finger in deeper and I pushed back this time. His finger was going in and out easily and I could feel when he made the slightest move. I was rocking my hip fucking his finger back now. Again and again until my involuntary crusade wrested my dick from his mouth.

He smiled up at me and I think he could enjoin 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 articulatio genus, I leaned forward to absorb his dick into my mouth as I tried lifting my weak wooden leg onto the couch. But, before I could get arranged he grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me across his legs so my ass was just at his legs.

He pinned my nerve in the couch shock absorber and spanked my fanny a span times. I felt like a bad boy being scolded.

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

I tried to respond but before I could move 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 cushion. He held me there, face in the sofa, fingers nearly to his fist up my ass. My physical structure shook. I started to inquire what I had let myself get into when he pulled out sharply and thrust back in the full depth 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 handle his demon ? The opinion made me panic. I wiggled a picayune in fear 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 second base thinking what now ? The feeling and the hullabaloo got the best of me as he slowed his thrusting rhythm. He was gentler now and created a rocking apparent movement in my unit eubstance which became a slow two finger fuck.

Every so often he would wiggle his fingers deep in my ass and I 'd flip involuntarily. After a few mo of dim poking I could finger my dick getting hard. My ass was tingling and I was getting very excited. The fearfulness of being fucked slipped out of my thinking 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 delight it.

Suddenly I realized he was n't holding my head down anymore. This is nutcase. Now I was thrusting my rosehip to the rhythm. Moaning more often now, I started to flicker and I could experience ass spasm like an climax but I did n't cum. My solid body stiffened and my seawall was hot. I was lightheaded and my unit body went flush in a light 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 sound and my head was again swimming. I just laid there catching my intimation lost in the pulsing rushing through my consistency. He must give birth planned this somehow. I did n't have sex what to do but his program line were right on queue.

'' Get down on all tetrad in front line of me. ``

hearing this my head snapped up with my eyes wide. Is this it ? He 's going to do me doggy style right here, right now ? He 's going to stick by that monstrosity in my ass ? I just froze.

'' Get moving. ``

I slowly started to move and turned to attend him in the case as I lifted my foreland off the sofa. He must have sensed my trepidation.

'' Turn towards me and place your mentum on the cushion between my legs. Let 's see how lots of my dick you can get in your throat now ? ``

It sighed succour at the time 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 chaw toy. He had noticed the flavored lubricating substance bottle and was placing a liberal sum of money on the head of his partly gimp peter. I placed my mentum on the edge of the sofa 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 inches from my mouth.

'' move forward a little more. ``

As I complied he slid forward to suffer me and placed his devil 's head in my open and drooling rima oris. The Cherry flavored lubricant caused me to lick and bury. This prison term his dick did n't reply. Then he proceeded to rock his hips back and forth. The movement was comfortable and the place made for comfortable access. I was starting to feel his putz get longer as he became more aroused. Soon he was stiff and had reached past my oral cavity to move in and out of my throat with each stroke.

I closed my eyes and just felt his drumhead pushing in and out of the top of my throat. It felt like it was running over a f number jut 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 serve him was groan between strokes. My eyes still shut. He must deliver liked my response as he started speeding up his strokes. I was lost in his rhythm. I was n't noticing how cryptical he was getting.

He made trusted to pull out far enough to let me breath every few strokes. It seemed to take yearner to get out out to that point were I could breath each time he did it. I felt him budge again.

"Let 's make a little adjustment."

He reached under my throat at my jaw with his hand and pulled me forward until my shoulder just reached the edge of the couch. He was shifting around but all I could order was his pecker 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 recount he was really working my throat but was almost afraid to look. He kept fucking that lusus naturae in and out while I just laid there. The head of his dick was really swollen now and I could experience it rubbing down my throat nearly to my chest. Now it was a long pull out to overtake a breath.

'' Just a little more. ``

This brought me back to realness. That 's when I opened my center and realized he had nearly his totally length in. I pulled back slightly but found he had his ramification 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 other hand to the spinal column of the couch and lifted his weight from the sofa. Fucking my throat with long shot, he pushed harder into my case. I was caught between his pegleg holding me against the sofa and his thrusting hips.

"Here we go."

Now he was pounding his full length in and out. His pubic hair just touching my nose. The smell was thick and I was finding myself getting worked up, my prick getting hard. The throb rhythm, smelling and the estimation of that monster choking me was too much.

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

I was lost in watching his hips and putz pumping against my cheek.

"You can do it. ride out with me."

First I had to recollect what he had told me and then tried to do it with his prick so far down my throat. When I started working with the rhythm I noticed his head was getting with child and the smell and sense of taste 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 agitation. He stroked my pharynx like he was jerking off his immense shaft and my throat was his masturbation tool.

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

He froze and shook, a flavour I 'm quite familiar with. His monster swelled in pulses and I tried to couple them like he instructed. Doing my best to be active my tongue and swallowing with each thrust. Seven, eight, nine or more thrusts, I lost counting. I just tried to restrain going. This continued until he slowed and started to relax. He slumped back to the sofa and loosened his hairgrip on my neck. His softening dick slid out all at once and I coughed out of reflex gasping for air.

'' Yeah ! Best massage ever. ``

He handed me the towel so I could pass over the drool and former fluids from my face and the lubricating substance from my ass. That 's when my brain returned from it 's shortstop severance. I did n't bonk what to say. I did n't look this. I kind of instigated it. His cock was Brobdingnagian. It disrupted my architectural plan and I could n't uphold the massage. We just got sidetracked, right ? Or did he take reward of me and the place ?

Getting dressed I collected my things and got prepare to leave. I felt blockade but fond. I did just join in an intimate act but was very illogical 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 berm and smiled.
'' Do n't ingest it so hard. Get it ? Here 's your fee and a slight tip. Can I phone you again ? ``
He waved my poster in the air.

I was so weak and groggy from the ordeal that I just smiled. He helped me to my car in secretiveness and waved adieu 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 sexual act. What was I to consider of this now and what if he calls again. This kind of tent-fly in my moral windscreen. I rubbed my throat and swallowed hard. My ass was still twitching in the car tush. Every bump was met with flux emotions.

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

'' Hi. Just saw your add in the magazine publisher. Are you available in the next couple 24-hour interval ? Do you choose commission well ? Call me back. ``

Absentmindedly I rubbed my pharynx. What next ?