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Subject: Tension, Part 1 of 1 What a shitty week at work. I was stressed and tense and just needed to relax. It was the perfect excuse to head onto my favorite online massage therapist website! And of course, they have profile pics so I could even find my perfect type of guy! I tried a new massage therapist this time, it’s a total turn on for me not knowing what kind of a massage it would be and just letting them get as frisky as they want, haha. I send a text to this handsome Latin guy who says he’s totally available that same evening! He arrives a couple hours later and sets up his table in the living room and goes to wash his hands. He says he’ll give me some privacy so I can undress to my level of comfort and get adjusted, face down on the table. So of course I undress completely and get under the sheet, all very respectable so far. I’ve always gone into massages not expecting or asking for anything “inappropriate” to happen, it’s just a very welcomed surprise if he decides to take things further. He comes back in the room a few minutes later. He has incredibly soft hands and he starts off with my back. Since I’m face down on the table when he returns, I can’t tell if he took off his clothes as well, like some masseurs do. He pulls down the sheet to just before the start of my butt cheeks. As he stands alongside the table, massaging up and down my back he leans up against me and I can feel this warm bulge of his dick against my hand, but I can feel that he’s still in his gym shorts. I was a little bummed, but it was still hot! He moves around the table, methodically kneading different muscles across my back and at some points he stands at the head of the table and I can feel his dick graze and press against my head as he leans over to get my lower back. I can’t quite tell, but his dick feels a little firmer than when it brushed against my hands. When he finishes my back he takes one of my arms from underneath the sheet and sits down on the edge of the table near my butt. He takes my arm and starts massaging my hand and forearm. He’s got great, tender pressure and his touch is really nice and warm! He starts to move further up my arm and when he gets to my bicep he lays my arm down on his thigh and my hand lands right on his crotch. I can totally feel the heat from his cock and a beautiful bulge! It definitely feels like he’s got at least a semi, but I don’t want to be inappropriate, so I try not to move my hand and just enjoy the feeling. He finishes that arm and tucks it back under the sheet and moves around to the other side. Again he starts with my hand and works up, but this time he’s got his leg up on the table more and when he set my hand down it landed directly on top of his dick. Now I’ve had a little chub this whole time, but when I can feel his obviously thick cock I get completely hard under the sheet. When he’s all done with that arm he pulls the sheet down a little more to uncover both butt cheeks. He kneads my cheeks and every so often he reaches across my side and massages up my pelvis, lifting my hips just a little and slipping his fingers under me just a bit, which is completely arousing! He massages across my crack, but still focuses on my cheeks. Sometimes I feel the side of his hand and pinky start to slip along between my cheeks, but he seems cautious not to delve any further into my crack. He finishes with long, firm strokes along my entire back and butt. Pressing the muscles along the way down. When he reaches my butt his hands cup my cheeks and slightly pull them apart, and then he continues around my hips on each side and his fingers trace my abdomen. It almost tickles, but is too erotic of feeling to laugh at. He repeated thus a couple times, and with each one spreading and kneading my cheeks a little more. Now he takes the sheet and pulls it over my back, tucking my arms under and moves to the other half of the table. He pulls back the side of the sheet over one of my legs and a little bit of my butt cheek and tucks it under my other leg. I can feel the cooler air against my balls and the head of my dick, which is between my legs, pointing down toward my feet. Thankfully I got limp again by now so he doesn’t notice a rock hard dick between my legs! Haha He takes a little palm full of oil and dribbles it all along my leg. I can feel the warm drops start to drip down my leg, but he quickly starts to rub in little circles all the way up my leg on both sides and as he reaches the top of my leg his hands dip underneath, to my thigh, and he rubs the last bit of oil right between where my leg meets my balls. I can feel my dick twitch as he got close and I feel it start to engorge a bit. His hands move up along my inner thigh and cup my butt cheek, kneading a little deeper. He draws back to my feet and starts his pattern over again, each time I feel like he lingers a little longer near the side of my balls. And each time he does this my cock swells a little bit. My head is down in the face support of the table, and I can’t quite feel where the sheet landed, or if he notices my dick growing. Which, in my mind, is even hotter. Not knowing if he can see my excitement or just going along with his job. He spends a few minutes working on my feet, then calves, and then the back of my thigh. All with the perfect amount of pressure to work out any knots but also with, what I felt like, was a little bit of extra sensuality. Kneading with deep, passionate strokes. I feel him stop for a second and hear him rub some oil over his forearm. He leans down close and places his forearm on my calf so that his clenched fist is hanging between my feet. He starts a long, slow press along my whole leg. Firmly gliding up past my knee, and when he gets there I can feel his fist start to graze the inside of my opposite leg. I can immediately feel my mushroom head pulse to life with this new sensation! He continues his path up my leg, pressing firmly, and as he gets to my thigh I feel his fist slip under the sheet covering my other leg, his knuckles slide along my inner thigh, and his coiled fingers graze by balls that are resting on top of my ever-growing cock. As he ends his long stroke up my leg he starts to lift his hand away and his fingers ever so lightly trace along my taint and tightening balls. He repeats this path a couple more times, with each pass moving tuzla escort his focus around my leg, and on the final pass he pauses at the top of my leg and uses his knuckles to firmly knead my opposite inner thigh. He starts this circular motion, twisting his fist to press his knuckles deeper into my muscle, but simultaneously he’s brushing my balls with his clenched fingers. I can feel each finger pass over each testicle, which are now totally tight and sucked up close because of my rock hard dick. As he finishes that leg and he pulls his hand away I swear I felt one of his fingers trace along my crack and dip between my cheeks for a split second. He gently takes the sheet and pulls it over my leg and starts to walk around the table. I hear him stop at the end table to take a sip of water. But very faintly, under the relaxing ambient music he put on, I thought I heard the sound of fabric sliding over skin. It would be way to obvious to look up to see if he actually did take his shorts off though. But just the thought of it was exciting enough on its own! As I laid there with the thought of him possibly naked along with me now I couldn’t help but hope this was going to turn into an even more fun massage. He moves to my other leg and pulls back the sheet just as before, tucking it under the leg he’d just finished. Same as with the first leg, he takes the warm oil and spreads it across my skin. Same sensual, deep motions and lingering touches. My dick is hard for this entire leg, but I still can’t tell if he notices it under the sheet of not. My arm is laying down along my side and my hand is resting, palm up, right along the edge of the table. As he starts to use his forearm to push up and down along my leg I can feel him rest his body against the table. At one point I feel him press against the side of my hand. It’s warm and firm, but I can feel that there’s still fabric covering it. It doesn’t feel like the same, silky type gym shorts fabric though. But I still can’t quite tell. As he massages deeper with his forearm he hits a tender muscle on my leg and I use it as an opportunity to flinch my body and my hand, extending my fingers to trace along his shorts quickly and I can touch the unmistakable feeling of thin, soft, cotton undies; he definitely took his shorts off! As my fingers ended their quick journey I also noticed the ridge of his cock head underneath his undies. He was definitely getting harder, that wasn’t a soft dick I touched! As the first part of my massage finished he re-covered my leg with the sheet and moved up the table to stand at my head. In a soft, deep voice he said “alright, you can slowly turn over now and scoot down the table a bit.” He gently lifted the sheet for me and I pushed myself up and turned over. And as I laid back down he tossed the sheet a little to straighten it. In my mind I was also hoping he did that to get a quick glimpse of my dick, haha. Although as soon as I thought about that I also realized the newly straightened sheet, without any folds, would definitely outline the contour of my now completely hard cock. I got a little self-conscious for a moment and hoped all of the sensual things I imagined he was doing throughout the massage were intentional. Otherwise this could turn in to a very awkward experience. Now, facing up, he slowly pulls the sheet back to uncover my torso. He folds it over once above my ribs and then again just above my hips. As he stands above my head he drips oil from my belly button up to my neck. His warm hands spread the oil across my chest, gently stroking my little dusting of chest hair. His fingers rub my nipples as they pass over and he cups my chest and presses my pecks outwards, ending each pass by cradling my neck and rubbing my shoulders. As he finishes my chest he leans over top me and I feel his bulge once again pressing on the top of my head. His hands caress my chest and he strokes them all the way down to my stomach. As his warm hands reach the bottom of my abdomen, where the sheet is folded, his fingers slip underneath just the tiniest bit and lightly graze my pelvis. His fingers feel like they’re just centimeters from touching my cock, but he parts his hands down around to the sides and massages my hips and starts to work his way back up along the sides of my torso. With each pass it almost feels like he’s nudging the sheet lower and lower, until my throbbing cock head is just about to be revealed from underneath. This teasing is driving me crazy! Just when I think he’s about to knock the sheet right off of my hard dick he makes one last, deep pass up my torso and walks back down towards my legs. He leaves my chest uncovered this time though, with the sheet barely covering my cock. From the end of the table he once again folds the sheet away to uncover one of my legs and tucks it under my other leg, but this time he’s a little less cautious in tucking it and leaves the top of my leg and pelvis uncovered and the side of my balls exposed. As he starts to massage the top side of my leg he works deeply into the arch of my foot and kneads in opposing circles up each side of my calf a few times with both of his hands. He oils up his forearm again and starts a deep, firm pass up my thigh, with his elbow between my legs. As his stroke nears the top of my thigh he dips his elbow down towards the table and continues moving towards my hip. I feel the pressure of his arm against my balls on the other side of the sheet. He grazes my sac gently as begins to lift his arm and run it along my shaft, which it laying firmly on my stomach. He starts another stroke up my leg again, but this time shifts his movement to the outside of my thigh with his fist between my legs. His forearm is angled up to get deep into the muscles along the outside of my thigh, but when he starts to reach the top of my leg again he shifts the angle of his arm and lowers his hand. This time his wrist presses along the entirety of my cock underneath the sheet. I feel my dick twitch and pulse while he moves his wrist over it and his presses his forearm deeper on my thigh. As his ever-more-sensual strokes of my left leg finish I can feel my breathing get slightly heavier. I assume he’s going to cover my leg again and move on to my right leg, but instead he leaves it uncovered and moves down towards my foot. He gently grasps my foot with tuzla escort bayan one of his hands and takes his other hand and slides it under my calf. He gradually starts to raise my leg and bend my knee. With his soothing voice he says “I’m going to do a little stretching now, just relax your leg.” He bends my leg towards my chest and starts to lean down onto me. I feel the stretch of my glutes, but I also feel the cooler air on my cheek, breezing against my hole as my cheeks spread apart from the stretch. I feel the sheet being pulled across my balls and dick. Once my knee is almost to my chest he begins to slowly rotate my leg from my hip joint and with each rotation I can feel sheet slip away from my cock just a little. He gently lowers my leg back to the table and once it’s set back down he leans forward from the end of the table. I suddenly feel his soft cotton briefs against the bottom of my foot and an undeniable erect cock underneath. As he leans over the table his hard dick gets pressed more firmly to my foot and he takes his hands and places them on my abdomen, just above my hip. With a deep, firm stroke he takes his hands and drags them down my leg, sliding one hand to each side of my thigh. I feel his pinky finger on his left land tracing along my shaft and dipping between my balls and my leg. His warm palms press towards each other on each side of my thigh, calves, and foot with one final pass of my leg. I figured he’d cover up my leg again now with the sheet, but instead he left it and pulled back the sheet over my other leg and gathered it together between my legs. I was laying there now, almost completely uncovered, with basically just a big loin cloth. He starts his work on my opposite leg with all of the same erotic movements as the first leg. All this tension is driving me wild, but for some reason I’m still worried he’ll be offended by my bulge under the sheets, I don’t want to assume this will be anything more than just a great massage. His firm hands work from my foot to my thigh and back again, he oils up his forearm again and gets tantalizingly close to my cock again. By now I’m harder than I’ve been this whole time, and I can feel my mushroom head peeking out from under the sheet. If he walks back around the table before resetting the sheet he’ll definitely notice it. As he finishes that leg he takes both my feet in his hands and caresses my arches with his thumbs. He presses more firmly and I feel all this tension release. It’s not sexual but damn it felt good! It seems like the massage is coming to an end, this had to have been longer than the 60 minutes I scheduled. Even if nothing else happened I was still totally satisfied with the massage. In a low whisper he asks “how are you feeling now?” To which I reply “amazing,” still with my eyes closed. “Good, that’s what I like to hear” he says, “I’m just going to do a little more breathing and relaxation techniques with you to finish tonight.” I nodded my head “sounds good.” He repositions himself along side the table, standing at the middle now. Slowly he rubs his hands together to warm them back up and places them on my abdomen, one over the other, almost like he was going to do chest compressions. He instructs me to take a deep breath in through my nose and fill up my belly. He does the same with me. “Hold it… and now slowly breathe out through your mouth.” As I start to exhale I feel my cock inadvertently twitch under the sheet. If he was looking, he definitely noticed that little jump. “Again,” he says in his deep, raspy tone. Each time I breathe in and out he rubs in a small circle on my abdomen. I can’t quite tell, but it seems like he’s just fractions of an inch from the tip of my dick. “Slowly” he advises, as he takes one hand away and curls his remaining hand into a fist. I keep doing my long breaths as he gently swirls the ball of his fist in a circle, from the back of his hand to his knuckles and around again. My arms are laying along my sides with my hands tucked just under the sheet. As he swirls his fist I feel his knuckles very, very lightly graze the tip of my cock head, which has formed a tiny bead of precum. I feel that warm, sticky goo get spread across the head. Just as his knuckles complete their pass, I can feel the sheet get lifted off the side of my hips just a bit. He unclenches his fist and lays his palm flat on my belly as he starts another swirl with his hand, this time his extended fingers pass under the sheet and stroke the underside of my rock hard cock. And just as he grazes my dick I feel a warm, hard mushroom head slide under my palm! I didn’t think my dick could get any harder than it already was, but as I felt more and more of his thick shaft sliding underneath my hand my cock sprang to life and bounced on top of his hand. He continued his circular motion on my belly, creeping lower and lower, his fingertips starting to graze my pubes. As his fingers reached the base of my shaft I felt his own cock swell under my palm and I wrapped my fingers around his impressively thick dick. I felt his hips start to gradually pull away and his shaft glide through my fist until the ridge of his engorged mushroom head stopped at the edge of my fingers. He separated his fingers around my shaft and gripped around my pelvis to the edge of my ball sac. He started to push his silky-smooth shaft back through my fist, and as he did he swept his fingers around my tight balls and wrapped his hand around the base of my dick. He squeezed it and I felt the blood rush up to my cock head and a ribbon of precum drip out onto my happy trail. “Good,” he says “that’ll be helpful.” His hand continued across my pelvis, around the side of my opposite hip, and started back across my stomach, smearing my little puddle of precum on his fingers along the way. I gripped his pulsing cock in my fist as he slowly thrusted it back and forth. Just as he started to pull his dick back again I could feel the sheet tugging across my own cock and hips. Slowly and subtly the fabric slid over my body and fell to floor in a heap, my whole naked body laying exposed on the table. I could feel his dick shifting in my hand as he wiggles his hips and lifted his legs and I heard his underwear drop to the floor too. I can’t help but to crack my eyes open a bit, just to get a glimpse of this gorgeous, tanned escort tuzla stud reaching his arms across his chest and grabbing the ends of his tank top. He closes his eyes as he thrusts his dick into my fist and pulls his tank top off over his head. He tosses it aside and smirks at me, catching me sneak a peek. I close my eyes again and feel his hands move across my chest and land on the table just underneath my arms. He is leaning in close to me and I can feel the warmth radiating from his body. His cock starts to slide out from my grip and I feel his thigh start to slide across my own. In one amazing motion he pushes himself into a plank position above me and begins so slowly lower his body onto mine. An intense spark pulses through my body as I feel his thick, throbbing cock press against mine. His spongey head slips across my own and I feel his hot, hairy ball sac dangle between my legs and rest on my testicles. His toned pecs, covered in a perfect dusting of hair, presses down on my chest and he lowers his head down to lick from my collarbone up to my ear, sending a shiver across my body. His entire, warm, body weight is lowered on me now. Our rock-hard cocks grinding together between our bellies and I feel his furry legs stroking along mine. He lifts one of his hands off the table and reaches for something. I hear a faint squishy sound as he pulls his hips off of me, pushing his ass into the air, and I feel a freshly oiled hand begin to stroke my cock and mix with my precum. As he grabs my shaft and slathers it with massage oil I feel him lift his legs, one by one, across mine and start to slide his meaty cock up my belly. In a ninja-like move he tucks his knees under and grinds his hips forward and I feel my dick pop out behind him and slap back between his amazingly smooth ass cheeks. He starts humping his fat dick along my happy trail that’s been lubed up with our precum. And with each thrust he clenches his muscular ass around my shaft, burying it continually deeper along his crack. I can feel warm precum oozing from his dick and sticking between our naked bodies. He leans down so his soft lips are hovering just barely above mine. I can barely stand the anticipation! Every inch of his beefy, toned body is tantalizing my skin. I feel him inhale a tiny breath just as my throbbing cock head begins to push on his tight ass hole. His lips finally press against mine and I can feel his scruffy beard on my own, and in that moment his body tenses as he starts to drive his puckered hole over my swollen head. I feel the ridge of my mushroom pop through as his hips start to writhe. My hard shaft is being buried further and further into him. Just as his tongue starts to explore my mouth and intertwine with mine, he reaches the base of my cock and lets out the deepest groan of desire. He begins a slow, intentional withdraw of my dick and just before my head pops out he twists his hips slightly and takes every inch of my shaft again. Over and over, he’s fucking his ass with my tool and wraps his soft, masculine hands around the back of my head to pull me in deeper to his kisses. As he groans under his breath with the feeling of my cock buried in his ass, he gives me one more lingering kiss and pulls his body away. He sits up, straddling me with his thick, hairy legs and my dick balls-deep inside his tight hole. I reach up to run my fingers across his heaving chest and feel the beautiful dusting of hair, stopping to circle his large perky nipples. He starts writhing his hips and slowly bouncing up and down, seemingly trying to smuggle every last inch of my engorged dick inside. My hands slide over his thighs and up towards his crotch, reaching his coarse, thick bush. I reach the base of his shaft and interlock my fingers around it. His massive dick is completely hard, throbbing and pulsing in my grip. I start to stroke it from his thick tip down to bulging balls, picking up beads of precum with each pass. His cock is all slick with his own lube and his hole is clenching with each hop of him on my slippery cock. Our breathing is getting heavier and heavier. He’s grinding his hips back and forth, jacking is cock in my hands while he fucks himself with my dick. I can feel my balls tightening and my load boiling to the surface. I whisper out a breathy “you’re gonna make me cum,” to which he whispers back “good, I want it.” Those 4 words in that moment are the hottest thing I’ve heard! And with one last bounce he thrusts his ass deep down onto my swollen cock and I grunt and start spewing out shot after shot of hot loads of cum deep inside him. My balls clench and my hips jump up as I bury my cock deeper and release every drop. He feels my warm load filling him up and he shouts out “oh fuck” as his massive dick tenses and he busts the thickest, hottest ribbons of cum all over my chest. His jizz flows like a fountain, spurting all the way up and landing on my neck. It felt like we came together for a whole minute straight! We finally start pumping out our last pulses of cum as he settles back down on my cock. Ever so slowly he starts to relinquish my dick from the grips of his ass, inch by inch, until he reaches my mushroom head and with one last clench I feel it pop out of his cum-dripping asshole. He’s trying to catch his breath as he gently moves his body off mine. He swipes the sheet off of the floor and uses it to sensually wipe the loads of cum off of my chest, working his way down until he grips my softening cock with the sheet and strokes the mix of cum and massage oil from it. Once he finishes tidying me up he leans over me and whispers “feeling all nice and relaxed now?” I can barely eek out a faint “uh huh” under my breath. He says “mmm, good, that what I was hoping for.” As he rolls the cum-soaked sheet into a ball he says I can gently sit up. I push myself with my elbows and slowly open my eyes to this this gorgeous stud of a man standing there with his still semi-hard cock swinging between his legs. I swing my legs over the side of the table and he playfully reaches between my thighs and gives my floppy cock a little squeeze and says “that’s a good boy.” I sit on the couch as he wraps his table and supplies back up in the nude, studying his muscular form and beautiful hanging cock and balls. As he slips his shirt and shorts back on I hand him his payment, saying “thank you so much, that was just what I needed.” He smirks and says “oh me too, for sure! I hope you need some relaxation again soon.” And with one last coy grin he grabs his stuff and heads out of the door.

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