SUBSTITUTE MASSUER
One of the little luxuries I allow myself is a weekly massage at La Meridien, a local spa in town. I have a long standing Wednesday night appointment with masseuse Kristin, a rather large and strong woman, who is able to dig deep into my stiff muscles, loosening them up and restoring my overall sense of well-being. Over the years, Kristin and I started making my appointment the last one of the day so that after the massage, she and I would meet her girlfriend, Irena, at Styxx, the local gay bar frequented by both men and women.
Last Wednesday, I showed up at La Meridien, promptly at 8:00pm, ready for my weekly fix of Kristin's magic fingers. I entered the lobby, and Kristin, who is usually waiting for me, was not there. I knocked on the receptionists desktop, and asked, "Hello? Kristin? It's Damien, where are you girl?" A man's voice called out from the massage room, "Just a second, I'll be right out." Moments later, a spectacular toned man came out from the back, flashing a sexy smile, and said, "Hey Damien, I'm Justin. I left you a voicemail earlier, Kristin called out sick today and asked me to fill in for her. I hope that's OK. And by the way, if you're up for Styxx after the massage, I can give you the entire Kristin experience. How does that sound?"
Justin was wearing snug fitting jeans with a tank top that revealed perfectly toned arms, a flat hard stomach, and an ass that made me think of what it would be like to lick it. He was so good looking he made me feel awkward and uneasy. I actually had trouble answering, but probably mumbled something like, "yeah, sure, that sounds good." He led me to the massage room and said, "I don't know how you do this with Kristin, but if you're more comfortable stripping down to your shorts, that's fine. If you prefer to strip down naked, that's fine too. Just give me a holler when you're ready for me to come in.
I stepped out of my sneakers, then took off my shirt and carefully folded it and placed it on the side table. Followed by my jeans and socks. I hesitated momentarily, then slipped my boxer briefs off and placed them on top of the jeans. I pulled one of the towels off the pile, laid down on my stomach on the massage table, and spread the towel across my ass, and quietly called, "OK Justin, I'm ready for you."
Justin walked back into the room and once again, I was taken aback by just how spectacular he looked. He moved up to the top of the table and reached for a plastic bottle containing oil. He squirted oil all over my back and shoulders. He leaned over me and started rubbing me with his strong hands. As soon as he started pressing into my shoulders, he said quietly, "Man, you really need this massage, your muscles are as tight as a spring." He worked relentlessly on my shoulders and upper back, and I could feel the tension easing away. I started thinking how much better he was at this than Kristin, but tried to put it out of my head.
As he worked the tension out of my shoulders, he moved around to the side and started working on my lower back. He used the ball of his hands to move down towards the top of the towel, and I was aware of a tingling in my cock as his hands got nearer to my butt. As he worked his hands over my back, I could feel him letting them slip just below the top of the towel. I involuntarily let out a quiet sigh as I felt his hands venturing closer. He started to knead my lower back between his fingers, really getting deeply into my tense muscles. And again, he let his hands slip just beneath the top of the towel. And again, I let out a quiet sigh, not quite a moan, but definitely expressing pleasure.
He quietly moved to the bottom part of the table, and started to work on my calves, kneading and rubbing them until once again, the tension seemed to disappear. He applied fresh oil on my thighs, and began a slow firm massage on them. He used both hands to dig deeply into the tense muscles. He worked both hands together, moving them from just above my knees, up my thighs, until his hands were rubbing slightly under the protective covering provided my the towel. Each time his hands reached the top of my thighs, I let another sigh, getting progressively louder and longer with each one. I could definitely feel my cock getting harder and harder, and I couldn't help but wonder if he was aware of how aroused I had become. As he moved his hands upward, this time he let them slip under the towel, and he started pressing into my ass cheek. This evoked a moan from me, there was no way he couldn't be aware of the pleasure he was providing to me. He separated his hands so they were now rubbing both of my cheeks, pressing deeply to relieve any remaining tension. I was slightly aware that he was now breathing a little bit deeper - could it be that he was also enjoying the bit of sexually teasing that I was so totally enjoying? As he rubbed my cheeks, I could feel one of his strong fingers slide between my cheeks and move it downwards. Of course as it moved down, he came to rest on my cock, which was now fully hard and probably leaking a bit of precum. I could feel his finger rub the underside of the head of my fully erect cock, spreading the precum that I knew would be flowing by now. I started to moan quietly and he spoke for the first time since the start of the massage. "Damien, I think you're loving what's going on here as much as I am." I whispered, "Oh yeah, really loving it. Don't stop."
He slid the towel off my butt, leaving me completely naked now. He slid both hands between my ass cheeks and started rubbing. I raised my ass, granting Justin access to have his way with me. He slid one hand between my legs and wrapped his fingers around my hard cock. I raised myself higher so he could stroke me harder. As he stroked, he leaned down and started to kiss my asscheeks. He released my cock and used both hands to spread my cheeks apart, and ran his tongue from the back of my balls, up to my hole, then ran the tip of his tongue around it. I was now moaning out loud, "Oh yeah, fuck fuck fuck, that feels so good!" I rolled myself onto by back so that my rock hard 7 inch dick was flopping back and forth. He was about to put it in his mouth, when I stopped him and said, "Justin, you have been working me over, and I haven't even gotten to see your body yet. Now it's my turn, so relax for a few minutes." I stood up and moved towards him. I reached for the bottom of his tank top and slowly lifted it. As I raised it, I could see the defined ridges of his perfect 6-pack. I continued raising it higher, and exposed perfectly rounded pecs with large nipples that were clearly hard. I pulled it over his head and threw it to the floor. I reached up and planted a kiss on his lips. We started kissing more heavily, tongues battling one another, the whole time I ran my hands up and down his hard body.
I finally broke away and started sliding down, kissing first his neck, then his chest. I moved my mouth to one side and licked one of his incredible nipples, then bit it gently. He gasped and inhaled, moaning as he exhaled. I moved further down, letting my tongue slide across his incredible abs. I reached up and pinched his nipples as I tongue bathed his belly, I dropped to my knees and reached up to the button on his jeans. I pulled the button open, and slowly pulled the zipper down. I reached my hands behind him and slid the snug fitting jeans down partway. My hands squeezed his firm and round rump. I then slid his jeans the rest of the way down and helped him remove them completely. His cock was semi-hard and I could see it silhouetted in his briefs, pressed to his left side. He was about to pull them down, when I blocked his hands and said, "Wait, not yet." I stood up and grabbed his oil bottle and squeezed some of the oil over his crotch. I started to rub his cock through the fabric, and besides it getting fully erect, it was so visible now that it was covered in oil. I squeezed the shaft and started to lick and gently bite the shaft. I slowly pulled the waistband down and gently moved his shaft up so that his swollen cock head slipped out. I licked it, and ran my tongue in circles around it. I could immediately see that he leaks precum as much as I do, and it tasted wonderful. I wrapped my lips around the head and slowly sucked more if it into my mouth. I slid his briefs down and he stepped out of them. I grasped his cock and swallowed it. I could feel all 8.5 inches of it reaching to the back of my throat. He reached behind and grabbed the table to steady himself. He was trembling with pleasure as I moved my mouth up and down on his manhood. He pulled himself from my mouth and whispered, "Get up on the table."
I climbed onto the table and laid on my back. He climbed up, straddled my face with his legs so that his cock was dangling in front of my mouth. He leaned down and swallowed my cock. As he sucked me deep into his mouth, I raised my head so I could bury my face between his cheeks. I licked up and down, pulling his cheeks apart so I could slip my tongue inside his sweet puckered hole. He was groaning with pleasure as he worked on my pole. I spat a large wad of saliva against his hole, then gently slipped a finger inside him. I worked my finger deeply inside him, moving it in circles inside of him. I then removed my finger and started pressing two fingers against his opening, and then slid them both inside him.
He released my cock from his mouth and said, "Dude, you know what you need to do now, don't you?" "Oh, fuck, yeah, I know exactly what to do." I slid out from under him, told him to roll onto his back, and I grabbed his massage oil bottle again. I squirted some oil directly between his ass cheeks and squirted some directly onto my hard cock. I stroked the oil so that my rod was completely lubed up. I moved Justin, on his back, to the edge of the massage table so that I cock was perfectly lined up with his ass. I stroked my cock as I pressed the head against his hole. He laid his head back and closed his eyes and waited for me to enter him. I slowly slid the head in, and moved forward slowly. I could see his grimace ease up as I passed his pain point and began to provide him pleasure. He looked up at me and smiled, and I started to slowly pump inside him. I held his ankles back so I had access to push deeply into him. He was moaning with each of my movements.
I started to speed up my thrusts, going in deeper and harder each time. He was whispering "Oh yes, that feels so good, keep fucking me deeper and deeper!" I continued to pump inside him, until I was practically drenched with perspiration. As I fucked him, I was dripping sweat onto him. I reached down and wrapped my fist around his stiff cock. I started to stroke his cock while my own cock was driving deeply into his hole. I could see his face start to grimace as I jacked him. He closed his eyes and started to pant, and blurted out, "Damien, man, you are going to make me cum!" And with that, he shot out a huge rope of jizz that made a jagged line across his torso, reaching to just below his chin. He spewed out two more thick streams onto his chest and abs. He started panting deeply, his chest heaving up and down. "Oh, fuck, that was amazing, look how much you made me cum!"
I whispered to him, "I'm getting so close, do you want me to cum in your mouth?" He said, "No, cum inside of me, I want to feel you empty your load in me." I pulled my cock out of his anus, then shoved it back inside him. I repeated this again and again, as this is the move I make when I want to cum. This always makes the head of my cock tingle and throb, and this was no exception. I could feel my load churning inside me, and I whispered, "Justin, I'm so close, I'm going to shoot any second!" I shoved my cock inside him one last time and pressed deep inside him. I felt my load shoot deep inside him, pumping out my cum again and again, until I was completely spent. I fell on top of Justin, my cock still inside him, and licked up some of his cum that he had shot onto his chest, then laid my head against him.
After a few minutes of laying still in each other's arms, I slowly got up and quietly said, "Justin, I was planning on one of my typical Kristin massages, but this was an incredibly great and incredibly hot surprise." He looked at me with a grin and said, "To be honest with you, Kristen has been telling me about her hot friend that comes in each week. I came in one Wednesday night to check you out from the back room. I asked her if she would let me take the massage some night so I could meet you. I thought you were hot, and I wanted to meet you. I honestly wasn't expecting sex tonight, but I'm so glad it happened this way."
I laughed, and said, "Well, Kristen and I always go to Styxx for a drink. Why don't we take a shower, get dressed and head over there?" "Sounds like a great idea. And we'll see where it goes from there, OK?" I gave him a kiss on the lips, grabbed his hand, and said, "C'mon, let's take a shower."