Massage Therapy

I had worked out a little too much and was pretty sore. I had a little extra cash and figured I would get a nice rub down at a place recommended by a friend. Of course I had a fantasy of a beautiful woman and a happy ending and more "Dear Penthouse Letters," style, but knew it was professional. They had an opening the next day. I showed up and said I'd be more comfortable with a female masseuse. The receptionist said they only have one male on shift at the time, but she'd be happy to reschedule if I wanted. At that time I just decided I'd take the rub down and delve into the fantasy later. I went in and a rather skinny guy introduced himself as Mark and we quickly went over what I wanted and what was included, etc. I did a lot of lifting at the time, so I was fairly muscular, 6'2" and was quite a bit bigger than Mark. He was very professional and polite. Explained that I could leave shorts on or go without clothes, provided towels for coverage and left the room for me to disrobe.

I just went ahead and got naked, lay down on the table placing a towel over my lower back and butt. Mark came back in after knocking, put on some music to my taste and began lightly at first, but I asked him to go for it and he began digging in to the sore places, almost painful, but not quite. After about twenty minutes I was in a relaxed state, oiled, warm, almost sleeping. Mark asked me to turn over, at which time I noticed I was semi-erect. Mark did much the same to my front, but me being conscious of my penis being half way up actually made it stiffer.

I mumbled an apology, however Mark said it happens to most guys and not to worry. He then went on to say that since there was time left he could work on any problem areas or work on my hips and glutes. I was curious at this point and asked him to do my glutes and upper thighs, turning over again. This time I had to adjust my penis to be under my belly, as Mark watched. My upper thighs were worked, the towel was removed and Mark started in on my butt cheeks. I was now fully erect and I could feel that my asshole was right next to his oiled fingers. I said, "Excuse me." and lifted up because I had to adjust my cock to be comfortable. Mark started in again getting even closer to my sensitive asshole. It seemed almost involuntary, but I spread my legs somewhat to allow better access. Then my world crashed in; Mark said my time was up. He asked if I wanted another appointment. I said I will call, all I really wanted to do was go home and jack off with something in my ass at that point. He then mentioned he could check and see if I could take the next spot and he or another masseuse could continue if I had time. "Yes, that would be great."

Mark left to, I assume, speak to the receptionist. Knocking and opening the door again he said he could continue if I liked. I had turn over again and was lying on my back and my erection had mostly subsided and I had wiped the precum off on the towel. Mark placed the towel over my penis and one hip while he rubbed my other hip and upper thigh. He switched over to the other side and by that time I was mostly erect again. At this point I was in a state of hornyness and was not shy, but still did not want to overstep, so I just asked if he would work my glutes some more. "Sure," Mark said very pleasantly. I turned back over and adjusted my cock a bit flagrantly. Mark started in again, I spread my legs a little more than last time. Since the table was a bit oily by this time I started moving my hips just for a little rubbing against my penis. I was trying to be subtle, but as you can imagine it wasn't.

Mark then asked if I wanted my perineum massaged. I managed a "Yes." He added more lube and began expertly rubbing my taint. I began moaning a bit, but quietly. My hips started moving on their own it seemed. Mark asked if I wanted him to move "inside".... "Yes." Gently probing with a well oiled finger Mark massaged around the sphincter and pushed slightly, pulling back to the area around, then repeating multiple times, each one going a little deeper. Finally his finger was in and touching my sensitive prostate. I had my back arched so that my butt was thrust up. Mark was making circular motions with his finger, then I felt the neighboring finger gently push. "Is this okay?" he asked. I grunted, "Yes." and the second slipped in fairly easily. He started the circular motions with both fingers now. I had my legs on both sides of the table and felt like a slut somehow. I could feel Mark's erection through his company logo-ed sweat pants. The tension was building and I was thrusting my hips faster. Mark circled his other hand around my balls and gently tugged. That sent my over the edge, grunting and shaking with spasms, my cock shot on my belly and the table. As the spasms subsided Mark exited one finger, then the next, I almost didn't want them to go. He want to the sink and began quietly washing his hands. "I'll give you a few minutes to relax and recover. Take your time," he said and left. I toweled the cum off of me and the table, then toweled the oil off, got dressed and left. The receptionist gave me an odd look, a brief smile and just charged me for the first hour.