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I Had to Pee - Twice

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I was on a business trip on Oahu. The funding came through and so what was supposed to be a three-day conference turned into a multi-week strategy session. I missed my wife, especially her 'special' massages. I happened to see in a neighborhood newspaper that a guy was advertising male massages. I kind of figured they could be 'special' massages, so I contacted him.

He didn't say it in so many words over the phone, but yes, he was offering 'complete' male massages. I figured, hey, what the heck? What might such a massage from a man be like? So I made an appointment. I came to his home, which is known as an Ohana unit in Hawaii. It is typically a small studio or one-bedroom home set in the back yard of a larger house. He greeted me at the door. He was around 55 or 60 years old, fit, trim, good-looking I suppose, but I wasn't there for a relationship. I was there to get rubbed. He could have looked like Yoda for all I cared. He was wearing the T-shirt and shorts that people typically wear in the islands. I took off my sandals at the door, as is the custom. I too, was wearing a T-shirt and shorts. He beckoned me into the main room, the only room in his home. There was a massage table set up in the middle. The sliding glass door was open. Hey, what the heck? The neighbors could easily see in! I asked about that, and he said, "No one is home, they know what I do, and they don't care." But I was kind of hoping for a bit more privacy. Especially since I was really quite nervous. After brief small talk, he indicated I was to take off my clothes. I somewhat reluctantly did. Even though Hawaii is a tropical place, so one ought to be able to go naked all the time, most Hawaiians are quite conservative, and I was still noticing the open sliding door, and the houses around his back yard. But, I was there for my massage, damn it, and I decided I wasn't going to let the privacy issue be a problem. So off came the clothes. He had me lay face down on the table, and began a routine massage. As the massage started, my heart was beating a mile-a-minute, and I was actually shaking a bit. I didn't think I'd be this affected! The massage progressed normally, as I settled down and stopped shaking, The only difference between a normal massage and this one is that after 15 minutes, I noticed his hands working their way between my upper thighs, and occasionally his hand brushed over the back of my scrotum. Delicious! Then, then he started working on my buttocks, and as he did so, his fingers kept moving closer and closer to my asshole, until he was brushing right along the edges. Wonderful! All too soon, he had me roll over. I mean, even though I knew I was going to ejaculate before the session was over, I was enjoying the light stroking of my anal area very much. By the time he had me roll over, I had a raging erection. Good news: I was no longer all shaky, and no longer cared about the neighbors. In fact, I think I wanted them to see me! Strange how the mind works, eh? He massaged my arms, lightly massaged my chest and stomach, then my legs. Finally, he started ever so lightly stroking my scrotum which was just great. My erection was as hard as it can get, which is really quite hard! It was raised up at a 45 degree angle, and bouncing up and down with my heartbeat. He tickled my frenulum. I was in heaven. But then, almost suddenly, I had to pee. Weird. I really had to go! So I excused myself, got off the table, and went to his bathroom, where I peed out a large quantity of light yellow, almost clear urine. Back on the table, and he rapidly got me back in the mood. But, I had to pee again! This has never happened to me before or since. I peed again, and it was clear, like water. Back on the table, and the hour was nearing an end. He had me get on my hands and knees. I heard him snap a rubber glove on his right hand. He spread some oil around my anus, and ever so slowly pressed it. Absolutely excellent! As he started to massage my prostate, he grabbed my downward pointing penis, and pulled gently. I've never had that before. It felt so good, I was jittering again, but this time, not from fear or nervousness, but from sexual excitement. And then I came. Buckets! He slowly withdrew his finger, threw away the rubber glove, went over to his computer, and told me to take as long as I want to compose myself. After a few minutes, I put on my clothes, paid him, and booked an appointment for the next week.

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