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Memorable Massage

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Memorable Massage by Several years ago, when I lived in small-town New England, I called to make an appointment to get a massage. I arrrived at the appointed time that evening to discover a pleasant storefront facility, well lighted and attractively decorated, I entered and paid the nominal fee to the woman at the front desk who handed me a large, white towel and led me down the hall to one of the rooms and told to shower...the masseur would arrive in a few minutes. I undressed, laid my clothes neatly across the chair, leisurely showered and returned to lie face-down on the large, padded massage table with the large towel draped loosely across my buttocks. A few minutes later, a heavy-set gentleman about 50 years old entered the room, introduced himself, and briefly arranged a few items on a nearby table. He then turned on soft New Age music and dimmed the lights before pouring warm, scented oil across my neck and shoulders and began rubbing my neck, shoulders, arms and back. He then slowly and methodically began massaging away the stress of another hectic business day. He took his time. His soft, warm hands felt wonderful and before long, I was almost asleep on the table as he worked away. As he finished massaging my lower back, he skipped over the towel and went on to massage my thighs, legs, calves, feet and toes...again slowly and methodically. He then worked his way slowly back up my legs until his skillful hands were massaging high up on the insides of my thighs under the towel. I spread my legs a bit more to give him better access as he continued. And as he worked on my inner thighs, his hands gently bumped up against my low-hanging scrotum and testicles. I quickly came out of my semi-sleep when I felt him cup my hairy scrotum in his warm, oily hands and begin gently caressing each of my large, swollen testicles in turn. I could now feel his fingers gently coming together to find and gently massage the ropey tubes inside my scrotum that run from my testicles up into my body and tracing the contours of each pliable, oval testicle. Silenty, gently, he went on to massage every inch of my scrotum and testicles. I was extremely nervous at this point, but I just figured that this was just part of his massage technique...and tried to relax again as he continued. Eventually, he finished massaging my testicles and went on to lift the towel from my buttocks and tossed it onto the chair. I was now lying completely nude on the massage table as he poured more warm oil across my buttocks and began to massage my cheeks with both hands. He worked his oily hands in ever-widening circles. The motions of his hands were now rotating in wide circles that opened my ass crack wider and wider with every stroke of his hands until my ass cheeks were spread w-i-d-e apart. My sensitive little asshole was now fully exposed to his unobstructed view. He then held my ass cheeks wide apart with one hand, as he used his other hand to pour a warm stream of massge oil down the full length of my ass crack from my tailbone, down the valley of my ass, across my puckered little asshole and on down to my scrotum. He then used his finger to slowly, gently caress the full length of my ass crack, paying particular attention to my anal rosette. I could feel my asshole expanding and contracting involuntarily to his manual caresses. No doubt he, too, could see my anal opening as it winked at him in response to his fingerings, Agan, I was nervous but, again, just figured this was part of his massage technique. Besides, it felt wonderful! He continued to massage my dimpled anus for an extended period of time as he and I both felt it responding ro his gentle caresses. No words were spoken. Gradually, I could feel my sphincter muscles relaxing more and more until eventually my asshole relaxed and went limp as a wet noodle, allowing the masseur to gain unobstructed access to the hidden, sensitive channel inside. I could now feel his long, oily middle finger glide -- little by little -- farther and fartherc up inside my body until the entire length of his finger was now gliding effortless in and out of my soft, pliable rectum! I am very anal-erotic, and his leisurely anal fingerings immediately caused my penis to lengthen and expand into a steel-hard erection between my stomach and the massage table. I could even feel my pre-cum bubbling up and out of my stiff, throbbing penis to saturate the white sheet underneath my body! When he finally slid his finger from my expanded asshole, he asked me to turn over. I hesitated for a moment No man had ever seen my erect penis before...and I was embarrassed for him to see my erection, but what could I do at this point? Besides, he had probably seen other erections in his line of work, I thought to myself. So I slowly, relctantly, turned over -- eyes closed (as if that would relieve my embarrassment!) and felt the long, hard, throbbing shaft of my raging hard-on flop up with a wet "slap" onto my my belly to my navel. I squinted my eyes opened a bit to see the masseur staring at my virile erection, dripping with gobs of clear, warm pre-cum right in plain sight! Thankfully, he didn't make any smart remark or say a word as he just stared at it for a moment before going on to pour oil across my chest and leisurely massaging my shoulders, arms, chest and stomach for another extended period of time. Again, I tried to relax...but my hard-on never diminished. It was so hard, in fact, that it stood high off my body, pointing up to my chest! As he eventually massaged my lower stomach, his hands would occasionally bump into the shaft or the flared-out, circumcised head of my straining penis, causing it to quiver, twitch, pulsate and pour out still more fresh pre-cum that now hung in long, steamy-hot strands from the tip of my penis to my stomach, pooling in the deep recess of my navel . Even though he continued to stare at my excited, erect penis, he just skipped over my crotch and went on to massage the front of my thighs, legs, calves, feet and toes for quite a while. And, again, he slowly worked is way back up my legs until he again cupped and leisurely massaged my exposed scrotum and testicles. He then gently pulled the gnarled, hairy skin of my scrotum straight down towards my feet, a motion that caused the shaft of my long, hard penis to raise straight up to the ceiling and causing the broad rim of my cockhead to flare out even more, like a huge mushroom. As he held me in that position with one hand, he used his other hand to pour a long stream of warm oil right onto the little dimpled hole on the straining head of my penis and watched as it cascaded down the shaft to pool among the tangled, dark hairs at the base of my penile shaft. My excited cock throbbed and pulsated in sensual overload as I then felt his strong, skillful fist grip my oily shaft to begin an ultra-slow up-and-down stroking of my raging hard-on. Like the previous parts of his earlier massage, I figured this was just part of his massage technique and tried to relieve my nervousness and embarrassment by trying to think about baseball or work or other non-sexual things...to no avail! He just went on massaging the full length of my penis up and down, up and down, up and down...his hand now gripping my shaft harder and harder as his motions went faster and faster ...until I couldn't hold back a moment longer! I just had to ejaculate! my big load of fresh sperm! I began to arch my back high up off the massage table in unison with his skillful strokes on my penis...and we both stared, mesmerized, at my cockhead, entranced, as we saw my little dimpled piss-slit open up wide as a series of 6-8 long, white, hot strands of my fresh, fertile sperm shot high into the air to splatter all over my chin, chest and stomach in an eruption of steamy, white cum. It was the most explosive orgasm I ever had! As my orgasm subsided, I fell back onto the table, panting heavily, as the masseur used the towel to mop up the big, thick pools of my sperm and leaisurely, casually cleaned my penis and testicles of the liquid marks on my manhood. As he left the room, he suggested that I just relax a while, shower and leave when I was ready. Few words were spoken during the entire time and the masseur remained fully clothed during the entire experience. This was the most explosive orgasm and ejaculation I ever had...but, unfortunately, I moved to another state just after that, so I never got back to enjoy this "peak life exerience" again.

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