“ Have Massage table, volition travel"reads the poster of a man.

I 'm in my late forties. Healthy and interested in staying that way. So I 'm in good anatomy and like to ride my bike, walk, hike, exercising at my home with weights, stretching and Martial liberal arts. I learned massage from the local residential area college to try something dissimilar after 25 years in the reckoner industry. Unmarried but happy, I had retired early and was enjoying finding fun and matter to things to do.

Purchased a skillful indorse hand board with all the attachments. Assembled a ingathering of lotion and petroleum in a piffling black bag, and placed an add in the topical anesthetic newspaper and magazines to try massage oeuvre. The add simply read, `` Have Massage board, volition Travel '' and included my number.

After a couplet daytime I received my get-go call. The man on the early end of the rail line introduced himself as Rob. We chatted about my massage vogue and handiness. Near the end of the conversation he asked me a question I had n't thought about.
'' Do you issue forth by yourself ? ``

I was n't sure how to answer but thought he might be embarrassed to receive 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 necessitate any special arrangements ? ``

Again, I thought it was an odd query but did n't want to sprain down my for the first time tangency from the new ad.
'' No, I 'm good to go. Really. ``

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

He gave me his reference and inter-group communication info. We made an appointment and I planned my usual lotion based on the case of massage he wanted. But I will take my spare part bag as I wanted to impress a new client with my noesis and diversity. I thanked him for the opportunity and we hung up.

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

Three days later I was pulling my appurtenance out of the car and into a nice home in the suburb. High class vicinity with a park nearby and quietly streets. When the door opened I was impressed by the shape of this guy. I 'm 6 substructure tall and a little fragile. He was slightly forgetful. Maybe 5'-10 '' but he was more muscular and cut. He was wearing a blue-blooded muscle shirt and Negro basketball short circuit with sandals.

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

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

We walked down a darkened entryway into the main part of the mansion. The curtains were closed and the room was dimly lit but pleasant. There was plenty of way so I set up the table and asked to use the bathroom to make him sentence to undress and lay on the table.
"Cover yourself with the tack and relax."

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

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

'' I like you already. ``

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

He smiled and started to strip as I turned and followed his commission to the bathroom. The room was well decorated as was the rest of the house. I cleaned up and did my two minute of arc countdown before heading back. I tried to clear my idea of Rod 's rarity. He 's a nice guy. He 's just a little friendly. Do n't worry. Stay centered.

He was nude and laying face down without a masking sheet, quietly waiting for my healing hands.
'' Are you quick to begin ? ``

'' If you are. ``

I was warming the application 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 exposed and the bright light really lit up the infinite. Hmm, I was thinking he was a minuscule shy, but it 's not starting out that way. I turned around to head back to the table and caught him watching me. Some citizenry are nervous with new people in their homes. So I thought nil of it.

The beginning of the massage went normally working across the main muscle and joints. I was noticing his peel was tanned and house. He must accept been in his late XXX or betimes XL. He moaned on occasion and I accepted it as a compliment to my inviolable skillful custody. He squirmed a niggling as I worked the top of his legs, lower back and buttocks.

Then we were ready to flip him over to act on the neck opening, arms and shoulder joint. I told him to flip over whenever he was ready. He started by turning his promontory to front at me and smile. Then he turned away and rolled over.

What I saw was shocking. His shaft was big. Big and fuddled. 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 couple on irregular of me not moving he spoke.
'' Nice huh ? ``

I was transfixed for some rationality. I searched for something to say to cover my lack or professionalism.
'' I 'm sorry. I did n't think to gaze. But, damn that matter is huge. The girls must love you. ``

`` Everybody loves it. The guy cable and the girls. ``

I must have looked like a chump standing there with my heart fixed on his gumshoe. But he sounded used to it and I can see why. If my pecker was that big I would desire to bear witness it to everyone.

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

I could n't stop over myself and reached out and grabbed the beam of light about half way up with my smarmy helping hand. His putz pulsed and he smiled.

'' This affair is sound. ``

It pulsed again sliding in my slippery hand and I felt efflorescence in the aspect, but I could n't appear to let go or move. This was the funny feeling. I felt impressed by it and ashamed for holding it.

'' Girls always want to draw it. ``

"I 'll bet."I thought to myself. Still, I could n't get myself to let go. Feeling the heartbeat in his dick seemed fascinating. The way it felt in my inunct hand. I tried to reckon about what he was talking about and ignore the touch sensation of the huge glob of meat in my gripping hand.

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

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

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

As if he was hearing my view he said.
'' Try laying your head on my pectus and just see if you can afford your jaw far enough to set about. ``

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 mouth pretty far and moved my lip towards his node. I got close enough to earn it was going to take a little more stretching. I paused, moved my jaw around a minuscule and started again. This time I could just get to the widest component part of the head but my teeth caught on the ridgepole. His peter responded immediately and brushed my tooth and lips.

Suddenly I felt his hired man on the book binding of my straits pushing me past the psyche of his dick until it reached my gag reflex action. I panicked and pulled back.

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

I licked my lips and tasted the smack of his peel on them. Not unlike the savor of pap when you suck on them. So I thought what the heck, we 're not having sex or anything. I cautiously put my brain back on his chest and opened as wide as I could. This sentence the chief passed between my teeth easier. His dick pulsed again and something salty hit my tongue. Saliva started to pool in my back talk from my secreter. My reflex action was to eat up and I flicked my tongue onto his dick as I did and he jumped. I backed off and could n't hide a grin and said.
'' OK. It fit. ``

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

I was still holding it in my hand and could n't think something that big making it that far down someone 's throat. This think stuck in my drumhead. I needed to reply to his reply somehow.
'' I would gag with less than that. ``

'' You 're properly. It 's really big. It 's probably crowing then you could handle anyway. ``

He was looking at me with that daring variety of stare. Was he pulling some form of Alpha male psychological science on me ? setback psychology or something like that ? Still, the thought was stuck in my creative thinker. I looked at it again and started intellection of how that would even work. An involuntary connector between my Einstein and my helping hand caused me to nip and try to turn his dick. Again it was like he could try me think.

'' Move your ass towards the top dog of the table and put your Kuki on my pectus facing it this fourth dimension. That gives the best angle to the throat."

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

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

I saw him look around and put his custody up as if to say, `` No one will see and no one will bonk. '' I could feel my oral cavity go dry and I swallowed hard. This hale time I had n't let go of his pulsing hawkshaw and my oily deal was unconsciously moving on his lance like I was jerking myself off. A phantasy translation of myself. I found myself following his focusing and again opened my mouth as far as I could. This clock time I noticed my spit was in the way as I tried to move his cock into my sass. The cutis was smooth and affectionate against my tongue and the roof of my oral fissure. It was so big.

The heading moved towards the back of my back talk and I could feel the gag physiological reaction again and backed off a small. I ca n't conceive I 'm doing this. I 'm going to gag myself on somebody 's huge shaft. That 's enough. But before I could force out any further he instructed me again.

'' Just try this. Try sticking out your tongue as far as you can and just let the tool rub against the ceiling of your back talk. ``

Taking a mystifying breath I regained my calmness. OK. Maybe one more try. Just to see. Again following his instruction I tried slowly. It reached the spinal column of my mouth without a gag. I looked down to see how much was in but it was lupus erythematosus than a 3rd of his length. I pulled back and took another deep breath.

Suddenly he goosed me and the oral sex popped passed my tongue and into my throat. I immediately swallowed, an involuntary action that caused me to conclude my mouth and slide my tongue along his lance. He moaned and put his other script on the backbone of my head again holding me in stead. I tried to skid 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 good. See, you can do it. ``

He pulled me off his dick and let go of my ass. I let go of his pecker finally. I could feel where he had been squeezing my bum gap. I stood up and cleared my throat. Feeling a little overwhelmed I instinctively reached for my water and took a sip.

My pith 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 table unsure about how to proceed. Should I cease ? Should I fetch up the massage ? What is he expecting now ? What will I do if he wants to go farther ? His eldritch power to say my opinion brought me back and answered one question.

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

Even after drinking some water I could taste his skin and that slightly piquant aftertaste. My trunk was sweaty and I could tell my gumshoe was staying hard. I had n't been this excited in a while.

OK. What the the pits. 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 gasp and wet-nurse his huge dick. I love deep throat from the cleaning woman I 've had sex with and always wondered how they could do it, how it felt and if they are excited by it. peculiarity killed the cat ?

I dropped my pants exposing my comparatively minuscule dick. 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 little spank. Then as I opened my mouthpiece to take in this huge cock he slid his fingers between my cheeks and brushed my anus. My clit puckered. I paused for a present moment and I felt him force my ass encouraging me toward his still hard tool. Then he calmly said.

'' Let me guide you."

I started to doubt what I was doing. I could n't opine or suffice. I got weak in the knees and I closed my eyes just as he gently pushed the cover of my head down towards his shaft. I automatically grabbed the shaft and opened my sass, stuck out my tongue and involuntarily drooled onto his chest. I licked the brain and then closed my mouth just on the head and pulled it out making a popping speech 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 crevice and flicking my button making me shutter. I started licking the ray of light then the head trying to remember how woman do it to me. Then I put his dick in my back talk again as far as I could. He grabbed my cigaret brass and I jerked my brain, but he was again holding my head down, keeping his dick right at the sharpness.

His dick pulsed and he eased up a little then persisted both at my ass and head. I relaxed my sassing and lingua to allow the monster to drop away past the point where it enters my throat. He started a rhythm that pushed against my top dog and ass forcing me boost down his long midst shaft. The feeling of it sliding with the musical rhythm made me forget my worry. 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 meter letting me get used to the astuteness. In and out like that for a few more than metre, I could n't look. My head 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 gibe. He was gentle but firm 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 finger in my ass a piddling and campaign me further down his dick until I was yesteryear halfway. I could n't stop as I was getting very aroused and could feel my own pecker hard and bumping in to the table with the rhythm.

He stopped pushing with his bridge player and I pulled off to lick and dribble his shaft 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 hand from my ass then it was back and slicked up my crack with his own spit. I kept sliding his putz in and out of my throat, rubbing my tongue around the head from meter to metre tasting his pre-cum. He was playing with my ass and sticking his digit further up to the musical rhythm.

Then pulling on my head hair trying to extricate his putz from my labors, testing my resolving in sucking his huge dick. It was exciting and challenging as I tried to pull away from his hold and further down his slick gibe. I was lost in the experience. His hips started to twitch and fuck my mouth on his own while he finger fucked my misfortunate asshole. Wondering what would encounter next he surprised me by providing instructions again.

'' Maybe we should shift positions. ``

I was swimming in a mix of solid emotions by now and could only comply directions.

'' strike off your clothes and prompt to the couch by the front window. ``

Like his dutiful dog, I dropped the respite of my clothes and wobbled infirm legged for the lounge. On the way I grabbed a towel from my bag and a couple lotion bottles that might be useful from my extra bag. I did n't believe this would be the reason I needed these, but opportunity is where you find it. I wiped my look with the towel and then my ass, covered the plaza on the couch I was going to sit and placed the bottles close by.

I sat and watched him walking over. His cock was bobbing as he walked. It was n't as unbendable and I could see a little glistening at the tip. The diaphysis was shinny from my slobber. He walked right up to me. Even sitting back on the redact the tip of his puppet was less than a fundament from my face. He saw I was staring at his dick. He grabbed it and pointed it at my mouth. His power to read my sentiment had n't diminished.

'' Go ahead. solve it off. ``

I could see the drop on the tip was getting bigger and almost prepare to dribble on the floor. Taking a deep breath I opened my sass, stuck out my spit 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 hired hand up the shaft squeezing any pre-cum from his dick and the flavor filled my mouth.

'' I 'm going to learn you a particular proficiency. ``

He pulled his gumshoe 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 till he bottomed out at the spinal column of my mouth. My gag inborn reflex was dead and I just waited for his succeeding instructions.

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

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

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

Again I followed his instruction to the letter as he slowly slid out until his headland was at my teeth. Then we repeated the practice a match clock time to get the timing right field. His dick was starting to stiffen again as I kept up the exercise. Suddenly he pulled my head back and off his thick dick.

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

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

Picking up one of the bottleful I had gathered, I handed it to him. He must deliver recognized the recording label and applied some to his fingers then returned to massaging my bid ass. All the time slowly playing with my shaft in his mouth.

When he slid his finger's breadth in to my ass this clip, it went much smoother. He was wiggling his finger's breadth around when he hit a spot or two that nearly caused my knee joint to collapse. I went rosiness in the face again. Luckily the couch braced my pegleg 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 was going in and out easily and I could find when he made the slightest relocation. I was rocking my coxa fucking his finger's breadth back now. Again and again until my nonvoluntary motion wrested my dick from his mouth.

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

I looked down at his shaft staring up at me from between his peg. He pulled his finger from my ass letting me dropping to my human knee, I leaned forward to go down on his shaft into my mouth 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 legs so my ass was just at his legs.

He pinned my face in the lounge shock and spanked my butt a distich times. I felt like a bad boy being scolded.

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

I tried to respond but before I could motivate he stabbed two fingers deep in my ass. Thank heavens for the bottleful 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 couch, fingers nearly to his 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 broad depth of his digit and held them firm. Again I cried out but lower this metre. More like a groan.

Now I was really wondering. Is he preparing my ass to handle his colossus ? The thinking made me panic. I wiggled a little in fearfulness 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 gear thinking what now ? The feeling and the hullabaloo got the salutary of me as he slowed his jabbing rhythm. He was gentler now and created a rocking motion in my whole consistence which became a deadening two fingerbreadth fuck.

Every so often he would wiggle his fingerbreadth deep in my ass and I 'd tweet involuntarily. After a few arcminute of slow thrusting I could find my shaft getting hard. My ass was tingling and I was getting very excited. The fright of being fucked slipped out of my thoughts as I began to get into the regular recurrence. I had never thought about being gay or bi but was beginning to see how mass could memorize to love it.

Suddenly I realized he was n't holding my head down anymore. This is crazy. Now I was thrusting my hips to the rhythm. Moaning more often now, I started to quiver and I could feel ass muscle spasm like an climax but I did n't cum. My whole consistence stiffened and my seawall was hot. I was lightheaded and my entirely body went even out 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 heavy and my head was again swimming. I just laid there catching my breath lost in the impulse rushing through my eubstance. He must cause planned this somehow. I did n't know what to do but his operating instructions were right on queue.

'' Get down on all fours in social movement of me. ``

Hearing this my head snapped up with my optic wide. Is this it ? He 's going to do me doggy panache right here, right now ? He 's going to sting that monster 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 read/write head off the couch. He must throw sensed my trepidation.

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

It sighed relief at the clip and I thought, `` better in the mouth then the ass. '' When I got down on the storey, I walked like a dog towards his victor knowing he had a chew toy. He had noticed the season lube bottle and was placing a liberal amount on the headway of his partly limp tool. I placed my chin on the edge of the couch like he said and looked up at him then down at his lubed node. Even with Rob sitting back on the couch the tip of his putz was barely column inch from my mouth.

'' Move forward a little more. ``

As I complied he slid forward to meet me and placed his monster 's head in my undefended and drooling back talk. The Cherry flavored lubricator caused me to solve and bury. This clip his pecker did n't respond. Then he proceeded to shake his pelvis back and Forth River. The movement was comfortable and the position made for prosperous admittance. I was starting to experience his prick get longer as he became more aroused. Soon he was wet and had reached past my mouth to locomote in and out of my throat with each stroke.

I closed my eyes and just felt his head pushing in and out of the top of my pharynx. 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 reply him was groan between strokes. My middle still shut. He must induce liked my response as he started speeding up his strokes. I was lost in his rhythm. I was n't noticing how rich he was getting.

He made sure to pull out far enough to let me breath every few strokes. It seemed to hire longer to get out out to that point were I could breath each meter he did it. I felt him agitate again.

"Let 's make a little adjustment."

He reached under my throat at my jaw with his paw and pulled me forward until my shoulder just reached the edge of the couch. He was shifting around but all I could tell was his hawkshaw was stimulating something of the animal in me.

"You 're doing great."

My eyes were still closed. From the tactual sensation he was pretty deep and I could evidence he was really working my throat but was almost afraid to look. He kept fucking that monster in and out while I just laid there. The forefront of his dick was really swollen now and I could feel it rubbing down my throat nearly to my thorax. Now it was a long pull out to catch a breath.

'' Just a little more. ``

This brought me back to realism. That 's when I opened my eyes and realized he had nearly his unit length in. I pulled back slightly but found he had his legs wrapped under my armpits holding me to the edge of the sofa. 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 astonishment as he reached his former mitt to the spine of the couch and lifted his weight from the couch. Fucking my throat with farseeing strokes, he pushed harder into my nerve. I was caught between his legs holding me against the sofa and his thrusting hips.

"Here we go."

Now he was pounding his wax length in and out. His pubic pilus just touching my nose. The smell was boneheaded and I was finding myself getting excited, my dick getting hard. The pounding rhythm, smell and the estimate 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 hips and dick pumping against my facial expression.

"You can do it. Stay with me."

number one I had to think of 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 speech rhythm I noticed his head was getting bigger and the tone and taste were changing. Getting muskier and saltier.

He started thrusting wearisome 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 pharynx was his masturbation tool.

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

He froze and shook, a feeling I 'm quite familiar with. His monster swelled in pulses and I tried to match them like he instructed. Doing my best to move my tongue and swallowing with each jabbing. Seven, eight, nine or Thomas More stab, I lost enumeration. I just tried to keep going. This continued until he slowed and started to relax. He slumped back to the couch and loosened his handle on my neck opening. His softening dick slid out all at once and I coughed out of reflex gasping for air.

'' Yeah ! dear massage ever. ``

He handed me the towel so I could wipe the drool and early fluids from my face and the lube from my ass. That 's when my brain returned from it 's inadequate severance. I did n't have it off what to say. I did n't anticipate this. I sort of inspire it. His dick was huge. It disrupted my programme and I could n't proceed the massage. We just got sidetracked, right ? Or did he fill advantage of me and the place ?

acquiring dressed I collected my things and got ready to leave behind. I felt embarrassed but fond. I did just join 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 petty tip. Can I call you again ? ``
He waved my card 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 goodbye as I drove off.

On my way habitation I started thinking what just happened. Did I just have a sexual confrontation ? Was I just paid for sex ? An offer for a massage that 's disguising a intimate act. What was I to call up of this now and what if he calls again. This variety of tent-fly in my moral windshield. I rubbed my throat and swallowed hard. My ass was still twitching in the car seat. Every hump was met with mixed emotions.

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

'' Hi. Just saw your add in the magazine. Are you useable in the adjacent pair days ? Do you use up directions well ? ring me back. ``

Absentmindedly I rubbed my throat. What next ?