Tickle My Testes Tuesday

A few weeks back, i had visited one of my usual massage places, but this time with someone new to the place, who seems to be new to the business in general. She was somewhat attractive, but i could tell she was green & lacked skill. The massage was "ehh", she did not work my balls at all during the happy ending, she neglected to caress my backside before having me turnover, & the cock stroke mechanics were definitely of inexperience. I consider the backside caress an essential to my experience, and i most definitely enjoy having my testes tickled. But i didn't complain at all, & tipped her what I would regularly tip for mediocre massages. I felt bad for her. I realize the complaints will come inevitably. Hopefully she'll last & learn in the business if she wants to work in it for a while. And now I feel as though good karma came to me, for having handled that situation the way I did. I had thought of a term that could be an event, "Tickle My Testes Tuesday", as an event where mature women could gather & take turns fondling & masturbating me. But then I thought it could stand for going for a massage on Tuesdays. And this was a Tuesday, & I really felt like having my balls played with. So I went to the place I wrote about up the road from the other place, a place I had visited for the 1st time in my true short story account, "No Solicitation" that i wrote a little over a month ago. This time, a more attractive woman answered the doorbell. I think I heard her say her name is Yumi, though she said she was Korean & not Japanese. She offered me a shower, which I didn't realize they have a table shower set up there. Of course, I accepted. So i proceeded to strip off my "obligatory" jockstrap. She checked me out in it, but didn't say anything. Maybe she was wondering if I was going to leave it on, as my fetish dictates that I just need her to see me wearing it. Especially since I've progressed into taking out the garbage in a jockstrap so the older lady who lives up the street can see me in it when she drives by. The unique part about this table shower was, there was a pipe with multiple outlets above the table. One outlet was slowly dripping cold water on me, as the masseuse used the hand held to bathe me. The cold drip was a bit erotic in a kinky way. I always enjoy a good table shower, feeling myself being scrubbed down, especially in sensitive areas. Then I know she will not be afraid to touch me anywhere because she knows I am clean. While she washed my front side, I developed a decent erection, which lasted past the point of when she later re-dressed me in a bathrobe. After the shower & having gotten onto the massage bed, she suggested "medium" to me for massage style. I'm usually up for anything they feel like doing in terms of a decent massage. She did a very thorough, unhurried job. She caressed my backside very well, as measured by a very solid erection. She spent a good few minutes caressing me, again unhurried. She was very good at tickling my balls as she stroked me. She alternately placed her other hand on my pelvic/pubic area while pressing down, & then back to working my balls. She took her time stroking me, unlike most other masseuses that seem to want to rush me into a premature ejaculation. I was allowed to enjoy all the rapture I was experiencing without feeling rushed to cum. And when I did cum, I exploded. Too bad it wasn't captured on video. Would've liked to have seen it. My cock had felt so much harder than when I'm alone, & it felt like I shot so much more out of it than when i'm alone too. She even spent time rounding off the massage of my front side afterwards. After noticing my dry feet, she actually took the care of rubbing some cream on them for me. At the end, she even gave me a hug, to cap off a truly enjoyable, refreshing, ecstatic experience. I went home & wore my jockstrap into the shower to wash it like i usually do with my straps, as i worry the washing machine will damage them over time. I love to rub the liquid soap all over my pouch, & run my soapy hands along the straps & waistbands. It seems I take as good of care of my straps as my masseuse took of me. I asked her if she normally works Tuesdays, & said that i'd be back in a few weeks....