Male Massage Therapy

I’ve only gotten massages from men twice. The first time, I didn’t care for the masseur’s touch, so I always chose women for massages after that.

One day, I was really hurting from being at the computer too long. I called a massage place I had just started going to. They had an appointment right away, but the only therapist was a male. I was hurting. I took the appointment.

When I have tension like this, I almost always have tension in my butt, too, specifically my piriformis muscle. I told the therapist about that. Since he was giving me a full-body massage, he said he would give extra attention to my sore spots. He left the room as I undressed. They always tell me I can leave my underwear on if I choose, but I don’t wear any so I was naked but draped. 

He started on me face down. The massage was helping get rid of the soreness in my neck and back. He worked on my lower back and down to my butt. That helped. He started working on my legs. As he did, his hands brushed my dick, which was flaccid and pointing south. No big deal, I thought. Women always took great care making sure my package was covered. He hadn’t, but I put it all off to the fact that he as a guy and was less concerned about my nudity and male body parts. He certainly did a better job on my inner thigh than other therapists, since it was more accessible.

When he worked on my other leg, he brushed against my dick again. Twice. Hmm. Again, no big deal, and my inner thighs felt better when he finished with them.

He had me roll over, still keeping me draped. He uncovered my right leg and massaged the thigh. Now his fingers rubbed against my scrotum a couple of times, since my dick naturally falls to the left. He redraped my right leg and moved to my left. As he rearranged the sheet on my left leg, he somehow managed to leave the head of my dick just barely uncovered. I couldn’t see that, of course, and only suspected that it was exposed. As he worked on my left thigh, the back of his hand grazed my cock a couple more times. His arm brushed over my cock head. I got a little chubbed. Just a little. When stimulated even a little, my dick responds pretty rapidly with precum. I’m sure there was some beading up on the tip of my cock by that point.

He worked my inner thighs, letting the back of his hand rub against my balls and my dick a couple more times. I said nothing, made no noise, but apparently my cock was speaking for me. He grabbed it suddenly, wordlessly, and it responded immediately, growing rapidly in his hand. He stroked my cock with his right hand, rubbing my balls with his left. Between my precum and the massage lotion, my dick was slick in no time and his strokes brought my hips off the table. I was cumming inside a minute.

He toweled the cum off my belly, finished massaging my legs, recovered me, and left the room to allow me to get dressed.