Time: 20:30 Thursday, May 7, 1998 THE MASSAGE by natan10@hotmail.com
The stories which I write are not always true stories. Actually, they rarely are. They are entirely fictional. They grew out of a desire to put down in words many "fantasy dreams" which I have had. I am bisexual, married and white with two grown children. I love sex with a man and, in my real world, it is no stranger to me. My stories are intended for mature eyes only and are always based on male/male relationships. There is no violence, S&M, bondage, etc. in my works. If you liked the story, let me know. If you didn't like the story, I would also appreciate a note and an explanation why ... otherwise, I won't get anywhere, will I? Feel very free to write me anything you'd like. I look forward to hearing from anyone interested in responding to these stories. All I am trying to achieve in my writing is to make you feel good. Really good. If you want to write me just to "get off", then do so. After all, this is why we exist and who we are. In my stories `condoms' do not exist. In our real world, condoms MUST exist. In our own personal fantasies, however, sex is idealized the way we would really like it to be -- raw skin and no rubber. But remember: Safe sex must be the only way!
THE MASSAGE by natan10@hotmail.com
You have just come home from work and you're completely exhausted from your hard day. You go to the kitchen and prepare a soothing cup of tea. While drinking your tea, sitting in the soft couch with that big fluffy pillow along with the dimmed lights and some soft jazz, you have begun to unwind. You decide to take a shower. Very slowly you get up, go down the hall to your bedroom and begin to undress. The soft vellure top is slowly pulled over your head. You sit on the edge of the bed and then lay back. Covering your abdomen with your hands, you begin to massage yourself, letting your hands run freely and very gently over your body. A sigh escapes your lips. Now you lift your butt a little and pull your jeans right down and over your feet, remaining only in your briefs. Your hand slips inside these and you fondle yourself, just taking it easy and feeling good.
I am in the shower preparing the jet stream for you -- the temperature you like the most with the massage head adjusted to your favorite pressure. You finally enter the bathroom and take me in your arms. We embrace and our mouths meet, tongues exploring. I fall onto my knees and bury my mouth over your crotch and begin to suck you through the soft material. My sucking has helped the blood flow through your body and into that glorious container of vessels and muscles and you become extremely hard. I pull your briefs down gently over your hard cock and then down over your legs and feet. You step into the shower. Standing there with your eyes closed, you feel soapy hands on your body. I am lathering you. You loosen up even more. You feel a heat building in your groin. My hands slowly rotate all over your body, bringing a warm feeling to your entire being. This feeling excites you and you let out a soft moan. Now I get undressed and stand in the shower with you. You are facing the wall, hands up over your head, resting on the tiles. My stomach comes up against your back and we both just lean there allowing the water to flow over us. My arms enfold you around your torso pulling you closer. I place them on your chest, running them up and down from your neck down to just below your waist in ever-increasing circles, the soap in my hand making your body even more slippery and clean.
Next my hands slip down between your thighs and I soap the entire area there while at the same time exerting a little pressure in order to relax the muscles in your thighs. I stand up again. We are still standing the way we were -- like two spoons -- my cock is between your thighs and you close your legs on my shaft, sending a thrill through my body, the soap making it even more sensational. I dare not touch you as I am waiting for you to beg for it.
Your hands reach behind you and you start to feel my buttocks and, pulling me even closer, you start soaping them. We both have tremendous erections, yet do not touch each other's cock. The speakers which you have set in the bathroom pipe the music in from the system. We both are totally relaxed now. With my hands full of soap, I search out your mid-torso, enwrapping it firmly. They move up and down over your waist along its side, running around your buttocks and between your cheeks. One finger slowly penetrates your manhole. We still are standing facing the wall, our bodies as one -- my cock pumping in and out from between your thighs. But now I bend down on my knees, leaving you standing. I pull at your cheeks, separating them in order to make an easy passage for my hot, searching tongue. It searches and finds the passageway it desires. My tongue flicks in and out of your manhole, making you moan again. Next I place my full mouth over your hole, sucking and kissing both at the same time. I wash your insides that way, my fingers pulling your hole further apart enabling easier entry for my tongue and lips. I lower myself even more and begin the tongue bath on your thighs, gently biting the skin every so slightly, sending little shocks through you -- almost like little electric shocks. Again your hands go behind your back and you place them behind my head, pushing my mouth ever deeper. I lick all over your cheeks while at the same time, my hands are rising in order to enfold your abdomen.
By now, you are totally at my command. Relaxed. Soft. Clean. We turn off the water. Our bodies embrace one another once again. Belly to belly, lips to lips, mouth to mouth .... rock-hard cocks embrace also. We remain like this only a few moments, just enjoying each other. Then we towel each other off completely. We leave the bathroom and reenter the bedroom. We turn off the lights. You lie flat on your stomach while I leave you for a moment and go to the kitchen. I return with warm olive oil in a bowl which I have scented with the slightest hint of essence of evergreen and geranium. The geranium is a marvellous relaxant. The evergreen is to heighten the sensations. I place the bowl on the side table and straddle you, my ass sits on yours, your arms are by your side.
I lean over and I nuzzle at your earlobes and the back of your neck, sending that tingling sensation through your body. You sigh. I kiss the back of your shoulders and lick you down your spine to its base. Your hands disappear beneath you, taking your own cock in your hands.
I dip my hands in the oil and, beginning with your neck, I massage your body. Ever-increasing circles are made with my hands which are exerting a perfect pressure. Your muscles ripple under my expert movements. Your muscles sense that they are being loved. I then change my position. I am still straddling you; however, I am sitting on the pillow, above your head which is resting on your chin. My eyes take in the sight before me -- your strong back with the dimple just above your waist; the beautiful mounds of your ass and your strong, firmly muscled thighs and legs. I am facing your entire prostrate body. You gaze up and see my fully extended cock but are unable to touch it; your hands are totally locked beneath your body. I begin to massage your waist and your lower extremities, running them up and down the backs of your legs. I continue this movement for approximately 10 minutes, all the time refreshing the oil in the palms of my hand and on your body which is now shining and glowing with warmth. I change position once again, lying completely flat on top of you -- my feet at your head, your feet by my own head -- an upside-down 69. We are both totally relaxed. I enjoy this position almost as much as when we are having sex. I luxuriate in your masculinity and in your strong body. Your buttocks up against my abdomen, I place my hands under your belly along with your own. We both take your cock in our hands, my hands surrounding your own. While I do this, I take each toe in its turn and place it in my mouth, sucking on them as if they were tiny cocks.
You are extremely turned on and horny from the entire scenario. You want desperately to turn over now on your back so that we will automatically be placed in our cocksucking 69 position. I disagree with you. I am not ready for you to turn over. I want you relaxed even more. You didn't realize that the masseuse becomes just as relaxed by giving a massage as the lucky recipient. The music, the oils, the aroma all together makes our head spin with euphoria, driving us ever wilder with the anticipation. I notice that you are beginning to get quite restless. You cannot wait.
You force me to stop and you gently force me on my back taking control. I love this moment. I love it when you are in control and not myself. I love your manliness and your strength! You sit on top of me, your ass on my mouth while your hands grasp my thighs. You massage my hands, thereby transferring the magic oils into your own palms. I catch your right hand and gently kiss the inside of your palm. You begin to rub my thighs while my tongue gently and lovingly penetrates your manhole. You lean over further in order to get down by my ankles, your face ever so close to my own crotch. My erection points right at your face. You break.
You can't take it any longer and you put your mouth over the head of my throbbing cock. I pull it out. I am not ready for you yet. I only want to bring you satisfaction. I had a very energetic day, and you were very frustrated at work and I wanted to relax the both of us. We change positions. You are on your back and I am lying beside you. I move down and put my head between your thighs. I massage the inside of your thighs and the sides of your shaft with my mouth. I carefully avoid placing your cock in my mouth, as much as I desire this the most. You beg me to suck. All of a sudden the music stops, giving us a sense of urgency. I decide to get to the bottom of things. I change position, sitting right on top of you. This time the table is turned. My ass is right directly over your mouth and my mouth climbs up your shaft and over it.
I want you to only feel the pleasure of which you so much desire and deserve. The lights are dimmed even more. I am on top of you with my mouth completely enfolding all of you. I move your cock in my mouth very slowly in and out. After the very hot and soothing shower, and the generous oils, your skin feels extremely soft and good in my mouth. Your cock is throbbing ... pulsating. You want so desperately to touch and suck me, yet I do not let you. I am holding your hands against the bed as I suck you ever so slowly and gently, both of us gyrating in rhythm to the music, your tongue exploring the inner walls between my butt cheeks. Suddenly, you spasm and begin to cum. You cum in my mouth and I swallow all of you, something which you have been waiting for. The taste of you in my mouth is something I dream about again and again. My erection grows even more. You finally cannot take it anymore. You turn over, forcing me, and you take me, my throbbing cock waiting to explode. I have finally given in to you. You barely get me turned over and I start to cum. I cum all over your chest and your thighs. We both lie completely satiated and relaxed. We sleep the sleep of "babes in arms."
I really hope you liked what you have read. If you would like to read more, please write to me and tell me. I shall be happy to oblige. natan10@hotmail.com
And don't be afraid to put your own fantasies and feelings down on paper. It just happens to be wonderful therapy! If you like, you can write your fantasy and send it off to me. I'd love to read it.