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Stress Release

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As a gift for my birthday, my wife gave me a certificate for our local spa. I wasn't sure I'd ever use it since, I believed, it catered to a female clientale. Assured that plenty of men also use the facility, I scheduled an appointment for a manicure, pedicure and massage. Once I got over the shock of having someone work on my fingers and toes, I was ready for the massage.A guy, about my own age, who was at the desk asked if I wanted a man or woman for the massage. While I enjoyed the thrill of having a strange woman run her hands all over my body, I admitted that I usually wound up more tense because it took so much energy to avoid the embarassment of an erection. He laughed and suggested I come with him.He was, in fact, the masseur and quickly made me feel at ease. At least, I reasoned, I wouldn't have to worry about a hardon with another guy touching me. Apparently, my dick didn't get that message! As he massaged my legs and thighs, I could feel my dick springing to life and tenting the towel that was wrapped around my waist causing it to open. I was all flustered, but he told me to relax; it happened all the time precisely because I was relaxed and let the blood flow throughout my body. At least, as another guy, he understood. I attempted to cover myself with the towel, but at full staff, my cock was close to 8 inches and not easily concealed.While he massaged my chest and stomach, my cock was pulsing pretty fiercely. Damn, I was getting really horny.He told me he was about through and that I could 'finish myself off' if I wanted. (I hadn't had an audience when I jerked off since college but that's another story!). As he massaged my pecs and sensitive nipples, I couldn't resist the urge.I wrapped one hand, then the other, around my shaft and started pumping. He continued working on my pecs (how could he know I played with them myself when I jerked off!). I let one hand slip down to massage my balls and finger my ass, while I stroked, slowly then more rapidly, until I could feel my orgasm building. My hips were bucking so I knew he knew that I was ready to blow.I think I shouted, 'Oh, crap' or something like it as spurts of hot cum shot from my swollen cock landing on my stomach, chest and his shirt.He said he guessed that by the amount of cum I really needed that. He gave me another towel to clean myself as he left the room. And I was indeed relaxed.What a turn on to have someone watch while I pleasured myself.

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