The Masturbationist - Favorite Client

We'll call him James. He is around 24 years old, skinny as a rail, has very dark, almost black hair that he keeps rather long. I'd guess James is about 6' 1" tall. He has had several sessions with me, so I have learned what he likes. James is a man of few words, and during our recent sessions, almost nothing is said, and nothing needs to be said.

So, here it was 10am, and he entered the outer office. I invited him into the 'treatment' room, and after brief pleasantries, he whipped off his clothing and sat on the table. I noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear. I also noticed that his somewhat shorter than average, but also fatter than average dick was already standing at attention.

He laid on his back and I got right to work. Using no oil, as is his preference, I started by ever so lightly touching his sack. I lifted his balls up a bit, and just sort of tickled the lowest reaches of his shaved scrotum. His rock-hard cock started twitching a bit. I continued to tickle his scrotum for several minutes.

Then, I gently wrapped one hand around his shaft and simply held his circumcised penis for perhaps a minute. I could feel occasional twitches of anticipation.

Next, I started the part that James just loves. With the very lightest touches possible, I stroked the head of his penis. I circled my fingertips around the peehole, and occasionally brushed over his peehole.

That's all I did. I continued holding his cock gently in one hand, and ever-so-lightly touching his glans with the fingertips of my other hand. Then, without warning (as if I wasn't expecting it:)) he broke into a series of ejaculations. Lots of cum. Big smile, but still no words.

After a minute, he wiped the cum of his belly, got up, gave me my $60 plus he gave me a joint (which I don't smoke, but which I pretended was a great gift - I would have preferred a cash tip). We exchanged a couple more pleasantries, confirm next week's appointment, and out he went, back into the big anonymous city.