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Returning the Favor

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by Big Easy Well, I was not paying attention and tripped coming down from the attic. Thankfully, did not damage my spine because it was a nasty fall. I did pull muscles in my back that caused cramps. Went to my doctor who did tests and was told that I did not have serious damage.Told a friend a few days later that I was still sore and would have cramps every so often. He suggested that I arrange for a deep massage and gave me a number to call. Later. I phoned and the voice answering sounded Asian. I live in New Orleans and there is a large Vietnamese community living here. I arranged for a session for the next day and gave the person on the line my address. The next morning, at 10:00AM, my bell rang and I opened the door and met Van. He had a folding massage table and a gym bag. Van introduced himself and said he was the one I spoke to the day before. Great smile and very friendly. Van and I could not be more different. He is less that 4ft 11in and cannot weigh 100 lbs. I am 6ft 1in and weigh 195lbs. (and on a diet!). I am wavy fair-haired while his is straight and black. We talked for a while as he set up the table. He was born in Vietnam and moved to Louisiana with his family about seven years ago. The table was set up near sliding doors that lead out to a deck. Van asked me to disrobe and cover my butt with a towel. I lay down facing the table and Van proceeded to give me a massage for about 20 minutes. It felt wonderful. At that point he asked if it would be ok if the a/c was turned off and the sliding doors opened? I agreed�I was beginning to feel like putty anyway. He was great with my upper and lower back. I knew I would feel better�I just did not know how much better! As he worked on my legs he stood at the end of the table. He moved my legs further apart. The oil he was using had an almond scent�very relaxing. Oh, by the way, I did have some soft jazz on the stereo. A great scene. As he massaged my upper legs and back of my thighs his fingers tips would graze my sack and I still was draped with the towel. That little tickle felt good but I thought it was accidental. When he moved my legs further apart I thought differently. It was obvious that he was attempting to have more access. Van now spent more time on my sack slowly and gently manipulating it�I was getting painfully hard since I was lying the wrong was for this! He next had one hand on my sack and started to run one finger around and around my hole. I had to lift my hips off of the table to (1) stop the discomfort to my cock and (2) give Van better access. Killed two birds with one shot I guess! He kept on for a few minutes not even trying to reach my cock. If he didn�t soon I was going to prop myself up with one arm and take matters into my own hand. Thankfully, Van asked me to turn over. I tented the towel and Van was smiling. The room was very warm�this being New Orleans in the spring and the doors were open. He asked if he could remove the towel---what a question. I was now relaxed and anxious at the same time. Van, ever the gentleman, asked if it would be ok if he removed his clothes. Another question that did not need to be asked! Van disrobed and he was something. Small stature, small hard uncut cock with no hair around. He kept looking at my cock as he became naked. I am 7.5 X 4.5. Van hard was not 5in and thin. I think at that point if I swayed my cock back and forth I could have hypnotized him he was staring so intently. He dripped more oil in his hands and began to massage my shoulders and upper chest. When he reached my cock he held it in one palm and stroked it with the finger tips of his other hand�very lightly. His back was to me so I had the chance to examine hid butt. The only word to saw would be---cute! As he worked on my cock he would also pay attention to my sack. I rubbed some of the oil from my chest and caressed him. Reaching between his legs I was able to caress his sack and cock. He and I both now were oiled. He did turn towards me and I played with his foreskin. This caused him to almost shudder. It felt wonderful and at the same time he was stroking me. After a few minutes Van asked if I wanted to be shaved. I agreed and from his bag he took a razor, towel and shaving gel. Van went to my kitchen and dampened the towel. After lathering me, Van proceeded to shave my sack and around the base of my cock. It felt wonderful and erotic. I, of course, did not touch him at this time. I did not want any slippage. After, Van cleaned off all the remaining cream with the damp towel. Now my cock looked great�I think so. Van again oiled his hands and proceeded to stroke me. His grip was soothing and it was erotic to lift my head and watch his hands sliding up and down. Remember, he is a small person so his little hands made my cock look huge. As he stroked my cock I was able to stroke him. We were in a most relaxing state. He would once in a while pay attention to my sack. He would also rub the underside of my cockhead with his thumb, just his thumb would be moving. Now, I was on the edge for a long time. Van, to his credit, was able to sense when I was almost past the point and stop and lightly pinch my cockhead. He did keep me on the edge. I, to my credit, was keeping him on the edge too. He stood away from me where I could not touch him. He had a look of total concentration now. He was stroking me, now licking the head and purse his lips and engulf my head. I was watching again and thought---what a small mouth. He worked me with intensity now and I became more and more aroused. My cockhead, when he lifted his mouth, was a very deep red. I was so hard that it was almost uncomfortable. Van had mercy and made me cum---and what I cum---cannot tell how many ropes I spewed but I was drained. Wanted to rest and relax�maybe even take a nap but I wanted to return the pleasure. I had Van take my place on the table. I oiled him---going straight for his cock and balls---since he said he had to leave soon for another appointment. His cock was so hard. I stroked him and my big hands easily held him. I caressed his chest and legs with one hand while I stroked his cock. His balls received attention but I knew that the session was drawing to a close so I had to get to work. My mouth easily accommodated his cock. Licking and sucking his meat was a thrill---I think I could have had his cock and balls in my mouth at one time but I did not want my teeth to cause Van discomfort. I pleasured him because of the way he pleasured me. When he came there was, again, a proportional amount equal to his physical size. We both now were very relaxed. I asked Van if he would be able to massage the next appointment the same way and he said�not a chance. He has been back a few times and I have massaged him using the same moves that he employed on me the first time. Good things cum in small packages sometimes.