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The Masturbationist Part 1 of 2 Parts

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Recently, I had written in a comment about a story I read on Solotouch that I am a Masturbationist living and practicing in the Upstate of South Carolina.  In response to that comment, Stan had sent a private email asking me to define Masturbationist for him.  I explained it was a term some of us use indicating that along with other services we may provide like full-body massage, or prostate massage, or even something as simple as manscaping, some form of masturbation should also be expected during the client’s appointment. I had also explained a little about different types of clients and thought he might enjoy hearing about a recent session I had with a young man who enjoys feeling vulnerable to older men.  He enjoys Daddy/Son role-play scenarios.  I have reproduced this part of my email to Stan but because of its length, I felt it best to post it in 2 parts.


The most interesting sessions are those with a guy who has indicated that he enjoys being vulnerable to another man.  They may enjoy some domination from me but more often than not, they DON’T want to be insulted, physically dominated or to experience pain.  Instead, it is more of a mind game in that they want to feel that someone else is going to make all the decisions and they enjoy the feeling of being slightly embarrassed by the things they are asked to do or positions they are asked take on during their session. I’ve told you my definition of masturbatioinist, but I think you may find it interesting and maybe exciting if I take you through a session I recently had with a client named Cade.  He is a young guy who likes to feel vulnerable to me.  Our age difference lends itself to a Daddy/Son role-play scenario. I had learned from Cade during his pre-session interview he enjoys feeling vulnerable to an older man like me.  I also learned a lot of the things that both turned him on and off.  I wanted to set myself up as more dominant so when he arrived, rather than escorting him to my massage room by walking side by side with him as I normally would, I walked in front of him to the massage room.  With this type client, I always make sure the door to my massage room is closed before their arrival. When we reached the closed door to my massage room, I turned and looked Cade in his eyes and said, "Cade, with some of the things you told me in your interview, I have determined that you like to feel somewhat vulnerable to an older man like me.  Is that right?”  He answered, “Yes.  I don’t like pain or anything like that but being vulnerable to someone like you, yes, that turns me on.”  “Ok, with that in mind, I have planed a special session for you today.  Once we enter my massage room, I want you to understand that I will be in control of everything we do and when we do them.  I’m keeping in mind all the things you told me in your interview you thought you would enjoy and the things you told me you would not like during your session.  You can trust me to stay within those boundaries but I will be in control of your session.  For instance, you are not to disrobe until I tell you to do so.  You are not to lie on the massage table until I tell you to, and most importantly, you are NOT to cum until I give you permission.  Do you agree to these conditions?"  “Yes, I do,” he said.  I then opened the door and preceded him as I walked into the room.  With other client types I would have indicated with my hand that they were welcome to enter the room but not with Cade.  I was dominant.  Therefore, Cade was not allowed to enter until I had done so. My massage room is quite normal looking with a massage table, a table for my oils and creams and a chair for my clients to use as they disrobe.  There is soft music playing because even though I want him to feel vulnerable and a little apprehensive, I don’t want him to feel overly stressed.  When I allow it, I want him to be able to relax but most of all I want him to get very turned on and produce an erection as a result of the way I touch his body, use my voice to speak to him and the actions I take with him.  All of these things go together to produce strong responses from him. After I entered the room, I invited him to come in and indicated the place I wished him to stand.  I then walked back to the door and made a big deal about closing it.  I looked toward Cade to be sure he was watching what I was doing and then locked the door securely.  Just as I suspected, this heightened Cade’s sense of excitement.  “Cade, I want you to take off your shoes and socks and only your shoes and socks.  Do you understand?”  He sort of looked at me quizzically for a moment and said, “Yes sir.”  He stooped to do as I asked.  Most men, if left to their own devises would have removed their shirt first.  That’s precisely why I told him to remove his shoes and socks.  I wanted to throw him off balance and let him know I was in control but I also wanted there to be no obstacles when it came time for him to remove his jeans. “Now remove your shirt.  You can place it on the chair next to you.”  Once he had removed it, I stepped closer to him and made it a point for him to see me carefully looking over his body from his neck, down over his chest, to his nipples, over his abs to his beltline, I intentionally did not look into his eyes and said softly as if I were speaking only to myself, “Very nice.”  Then, treating him like an object rather than a man I took hold of his shoulders and turned him around.  I ran my hands gently down his neck, shoulders, upper and lower back.  This sent an immediate shiver down his body.  I made note of where my hands were when his shiver began because I wanted to reproduce it.  When I reached the top of his jeans, I inverted my hands and used my short fingernails to lightly scratch my way back up to his shoulders.  I then ran my fingers back over the trigger point that caused him to shiver and watched as his body shivered again.  He was enjoying this and had produced a very light sheen of sweat on his back. I took hold of each of Cade’s arms at his elbows and pulled them up, crossing them over his head.  "Keep your arms in that position until I tell you to put them back at your sides," I instructed him.  I stepped closer to him making sure my crotch was touching his muscular butt and slowly drew my hands down his arms, through his hairy, slightly damp armpits and then forward so I could feel his strong pecs and play with his nipples.  While I played with his nips, I lowered my head to the junction of his neck and right shoulder and took a long, full, loud sniff of his skin to evaluate his personal odor.  “Mmm, you smell good to me boy,” I told him.  “Thank you, Daddy.  You’re making me feel wonderful,” he said.  I licked from the crook of his neck up to his right ear.  As I was doing so Cade let his head fall back to my shoulder making it simple for me to take his earlobe into my mouth.  Holding it between my lips, I tickled it with my tongue.  I moaned as I did this.  Cade both moaned and giggled.  “That tickles, Daddy,” he said.  While I was licking his neck and playing with his earlobe, I was continuing to play with his nipples.  I made sure to rub my engorging cock against his hard ass so he would know how aroused I was from my actions.  I left his nipples and ran my hands over his strong abs until they reached the top of his jeans.  Changing directions, I ran my hands back up to his well-formed pecs.  I drew my fingers under the lower edge of his pecs and back up through his armpits to the starting point of this journey, took hold of each arm and lowered them. After releasing his arms, I again placed my hands on the broad meaty surface of his pecs and massaged them.  With added pressure, I flicked his nipples.  This caused Cade to lift his head from my shoulder so he could look down to see exactly what I was doing.  I massaged down over his strong abs to the top of his beltline.  Still standing behind him with my now fully erect dick rubbing his ass, I took hold of his belt and loosened it.  Cade was wearing tight jeans so I opened the button at the top and slowly unzipped them.  I stepped back from him, placed my fingertips on his shoulders once again and pressed each shoulder in the direction needed for him to turn around to face me. When he was fully turned, I looked directly at his crotch and seeing the outline of his erect cock, reached out to touch it through the thick denim of his jeans.  On first contact, I heard Cade suck his breath in through his teeth.  To increase his stimulation, I gave his cock four or five more strokes.  Taking my hand away I softly said, “Take your jeans off and put them on the chair.”  This is when I got my first surprise of the day.  As I watched Cade slowly inch his jeans down I began to see pubic hair with no sign of underwear.  Cade was going Commando.  I’ve learned over the years that if a guy is wearing jeans, there is at least a 50% chance he is naked beneath them.  A few may be wearing a jock strap but for most, it’s a Commando day.  After I realized this fact, I began to play a little game with myself whenever I went out shopping.  If I saw a guy wearing jeans, I intentionally found a way to discreetly look at his crotch.  Sure enough, I could easily determine that many were letting it hang free.  In fact, if the guy was a shower rather than a grower and was wearing tight jeans, I could often tell where and how he preferred to place his dick.  Some would be horizontal across the right or left side of his abdomen.  Some preferred a vertical placement down his right or left pant leg.  The guys who really surprised me were the ones who went commando in slightly tight dress pants.  These guys were really easy to spot and in many cases, since almost all guys in the US are circumcised, I found I could clearly see the size and shape of his glans and could watch his package bounce with every step.  It’s a fun game to play and so far, to my knowledge I was never caught looking.  Sorry for getting off on this tangent.  I just find it a little funny how predictable we guys can be.  But, let’s get back to Cade.  When I saw he was not wearing underwear, I intentionally kept my eyes glued to his crotch.  As he was placing his jeans on the chair, Cade did what almost all of us do; he grabbed his balls, lifted them from between his legs and then took hold of his dick and gave it a stroke to make sure it would stand out to its greatest potential.  Making certain Cade knew I was looking intently at his manhood, I walked up close to him, patted the inside of his right leg and said, “Open your legs a little better,” which he did immediately.  I gently ran my warm right hand under his scrotum and massaged it front to back several times.  His dick was already fully hard from everything we had done so far so I let go of his balls and took hold of his dick.  Cade’s head was down watching what I was doing so it put my left hand under his chin to lift it and looked directly into his eyes.  I massaged his dick with feather light strokes and said, “Ahh?  Going commando today, are we?”  He didn’t answer.  He just nodded his head while looking in my eyes.  I saw a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, though.   So I asked, “What made you decide to let it hang today?”  He said, “Daddy, I like the way the denim rubs my dick and balls.  It gives me a chub all day when I do that.”  “I see.  Something like my hand is doing right now?”  “No sir.  You’ve got me about as hard as I’ve ever been.  The jeans just give me a chub and both girls and guys can’t help but look at me when I’m walking toward them.”  I was continuing to stroke him this whole time and he said, “That feels really good, sir.”  “Too good?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.  “No sir.  I’m not close to cuming yet.” “Very good, because who is the one who is going to let you cum?”  “You are, sir.”   “That’s right, Son and if you start to get too close and don’t tell me, I’ll need to punish you.   Do you know what that punishment will be?”  “No Daddy.  What will the punishment be?”  “Oh, I’ll just have to keep rubbing your cock for 5 minutes after you cum.  You think you’d like that, boy?”  Cade jerked his eyes to again look directly into mine and breathily said, “Oh Daddy, that would be awful.  I’ll be very careful, sir.”  I got right up to his right ear and whispered, “You’d better, son.  You’d better . . . because I’d just hate to have to punish you like that,” I said with a smile. Cade had told me he wanted to try having a prostate massage.  If a client wants any kind of anal play, I tell them that I require they have a rectal douche prior to anal play.  I’m not a squeamish guy but I don’t like the idea of getting shit on my finger when I’m trying to give a guy a prostate massage and maybe even an orgasm, so I require douching.  It’s simple and effective so I demand it.  But I give them two options; they can either give themselves a douche or enema right before coming for their appointment or if they prefer, I will administer their douche once they arrive.  I further explain that if they choose to have me help them with it, they will be required to take a shower before I begin their massage.  There again, it just makes sense.  I’m a firm believer in good hygiene.  I always douche and take a shower before I see a client so I want then to do the same.  I’ve never had any client respond negatively to these requirements.  The thing that has surprised me so much over the years is how many men prefer me to administer the douche.  In the beginning, I was sure that most men would give themselves their douche or enema before they came but oh no.  I was completely wrong.  Almost all of them want me to administer their douche. Since Cade wanted a prostate massage and desired that I help him with douching, I told him to get on the massage table on all fours.  He did as I asked but kept his arms fully extended so his back was straight and even with his ass.  That’s not a vulnerable position.  The position I required of him was head and chest down with his ass high in the air; the higher the better.  So I placed my left hand gently on his lower back and slid my flat hand up toward his neck with ever increasing pressure the further toward his neck I went.  Once I was at his neck Cade hadn’t gotten the idea of what I wanted yet.  So I squeezed the back of his neck and pushed down.  That’s when Cade got the message and lowered his arms placing his head on the table.  This is a very vulnerable position.  It’s almost as if he was offering his asshole to me to be fucked.  With that change in position I was satisfied and said, “There you go.  That’s the right position for your ass.  High.  Nice and high to I can get to it easily.  Much better, boy.”  I walked over to my little table and pulled a Nitrile glove from the box and made sure he saw and heard me loudly snap the surgical glove on my hand.  Yes, I made sure he saw my sadistic smile on my face but little did he know I would never hurt him.  I want him to stay completely aroused.  Apprehensive maybe but I would never really hurt him.  But what he doesn’t know is to my advantage.  I applied cold water-based lube on my gloved finger and rubbed it round and round his asshole.  I wanted it to get nice and warm and for him to begin to enjoy the feeling of me massaging his hole.  I then added more lube to the nozzle of the douche and very gently inserted the nozzle of a bottle of Fleet Saline Enema and squeezed the solution into his rectum.  “Now, just stay in that position until I tell you to go into the bathroom to release it.”  I’ve learned over the years that I don’t have to be a mind reader to know when it’s time to let the client relieve himself.  Most guys will comply with my instruction to keep the solution in their rectum until they begin to feel desperate to release it.  At that point, they will ask, “How long do I need to hold this in?”  That tells me it’s time for them to expel the douche so I say, “Well, I was just about to tell you to go ahead into the bathroom and let it all out.”  I help them off the table and direct them into en suite bathroom and they let it all out.  With all other clients, I get out of the bathroom as fast as I can and close the door to give them privacy but not with clients like Cade and other clients who want to feel vulnerable to me.  No, no.  Things are different for them. I told Cade to go into the bathroom, sit on the toilet and expel everything that he could.  “I want you to stay there and let everything come out.  It will take a few minutes so I’ll tell you when I think you’re done.”  In Cade’s case, I walked into the bathroom with him, lifted the lid for him as if he didn’t know how to do it for himself and said, “Have a seat son and let it alllll out.”  To his great surprise, I did not leave the bathroom.  I stood and watched him as he completed this very private task.  I could tell that Cade was deeply embarrassed by being watched but he didn’t dare ask me to leave to give him privacy.  The funny thing about guys like Cade who desire a “Daddy/Son” experience, although they start out feeling very embarrassed, by the time they are finished, their embarrassment has lifted and they are hugely turned on by the experience.  Usually, when they rise from the toilet I see their dick has also risen to full mast because of their excitement.  I looked at Cade’s hard dick and said, “Looks like my boy’s dick found that exciting, didn’t it?”  “Yes sir Daddy, it looks like it did.” It was now time for his shower.  In his interview, Cade had told me he wanted us to shower together.  Instead of turning the shower on in the en suite, I walked to the massage room door and unlocked it.  “It’s time for Daddy to get you all clean in his big shower downstairs, Cade,”  “Do you have a towel I can put on or a robe I can wear to go out in the hall?”  I turned to look him in his eyes and said, “Oh no. No robe.  No towel.  You’ll walk through the hall naked.  And by the way, my wife should probably be finished shopping by now so she may be downstairs and all the blinds are open.  The landscape guys they are going to be coming anytime now.  You might just give them a little thrill.”  I could see his Adam’s apple move up and down as he took a huge swallow and followed me out of the room, down the stairs, past the front door, into the master bedroom to the master bath where we have a large double shower.  You see I knew no one was in the house.  My wife was at work and wouldn’t be home for another 3 hours, and the lawn maintenance people were not coming until tomorrow; but Cade had no idea if anyone was home or coming.  By the time we got to the master bathroom, his dick had totally lost all rigidity which made me think maybe this time I gone a little too far on the vulnerability scale. A couple weeks later I found out that although this scenario had really scared him, he was proud of himself for going through with it.  He knew I was pushing him to his limit and was proud of himself for passing the test. I turned the shower heads on and told Cade to remove my clothes for me.  Instead of starting with my shirt, as I expected, he knelt down and tapped the top of my right foot.  I lifted it and he took off my shoe and sock.  I then put my right foot down and lifted my left so he could remove my shoe and sock.  He then surprised me again by staying on his knees, reaching up for my belt and loosening it.  He began to remove my pants.  His method of remaining on his knees told me he had learned something from his experience upstairs because when my pants leg got caught on my foot, he was able to easily remove it and pull my pant leg the rest of the way that leg.  He then repeated the process without incident for the other pant leg and placed my pants on the bathroom vanity top.  He then put the fingers of both hands in the waistband of my boxer briefs and removed them as well.  Finally, he stood, unbuttoned my shirt and took it off my shoulders and arms. By now the shower was steaming so I turned both nozzles to the correct temperature and asked Cade to check to see if it would be comfortable for him.  He stretched out his hand, felt the water on the left and then felt the temperature on the right and without saying anything stepped into the shower.  I abruptly grabbed his arm and asked, “What are you doing?”  “Getting in the shower like you said,” he answered.  “But I didn’t tell you to get in the shower yet, son.  He had a look of dread on his face when he said, ”Oh . . . Right.”  He stepped out of the shower and moved away from the door giving me room to get in first.  Once I was in the shower and had wet myself down, I said, “Cade, get in the shower with Daddy so I can get you all clean for your massage.”  He did as I said but didn’t get under his showerhead.  Instead, he asked, “Daddy, May I close the door and get wet now?”  “Yes you may, Son,” I said.  “Thank you for asking properly,” I replied.  “Cade, Once you are completely wet I want you to shampoo my hair.”  I sat on the seating ledge that ran along the back wall of the shower.  He applied shampoo to his hands and then massaged it into my hair.  Cade did a great job massaging my scalp and hair with the shampoo until it was totally clean.  I stood and rinsed my hair.  I told him to sit as I had done and I washed his hair in the same way. After we were both standing again, I said, “After we wash our own faces, I’m going to wash your body first so you can see how I want you to wash me.”  “OK,” he replied.  I then gave him a bar of soap and told him to wash his face while I washed mine.  We both washed and rinsed our faces.  I then took Cade’s soap and asked him to turn around so I could wash his neck and back.  I worked up quite a lather and set his soap in his rack.  I used both hands to massage his neck, shoulders and back and then stepped to his side and wrapped my left arm across his chest to hold him stable.  I retrieved his soap and began lathering his low back and firm, round butt.  I ran the soap up between his ass cheeks to lather this area completely.  Putting the soap back in the rack, I massaged his low back and butt and then drew my fingers between his glutes to totally clean his asshole and the area around it.  I told him to rinse his back and butt and then turn his back toward me again. Once he had done as I asked, I turned him toward the back wall and instructed him to place his hands high on the shower wall.  I took the soap and lathered and washed his pits and arms.  I partially lowered his arms and placed both my arms around him under his arms.  I lathered the front of his shoulders, his chest, and his six-pack abs and then started massaging these areas well.  As I worked his chest and played with his nipples, Cade moaned and leaned his head back onto my shoulder.  I scooted my body a little closer to him and rubbed my turgid dick on his ass. It felt so good to both of us; so much so that our breathing began to get louder and faster.  I told him to bend at the waist and lathered my dick.  I wanted to rub my dick between his ass cheeks and over his rosebud.  I did this several times as Cade increased the volume of his voice and made deep, guttural grunts from low in his throat.  There was no way for him to know with certainty whether or not I would try to fuck him at this point but he said nothing in protest of the possibility. After having rubbed this area several times, I massaged his abs down past his vertical dick into his pubic hair.  He was well trimmed both in shape and length.  He (or someone) had done a good job because it looked perfect.  I took hold of his fat dick and “washed” it to the best of my ability.  He began to fuck my well-lathered hand and I allowed him to continue as long as he wanted. After allowing him to rinse again, I sat down on the bench seat and positioned him in front of me.  I took his soap again and began to wash his scrotum and dick again since I could not reach his scrotum while standing behind him.  I then continued down each leg until it was no longer easily reach the area below.  “Turn around and put your hands on the glass wall and then put your left foot in my lap,” I instructed.  He did as I asked and I was able to easily wash the front and back of his lower leg and foot.  Cade naturally switched feet and I did the same to his right leg and foot. The last thing I did was to go back and lather his ass and asshole, his scrotum and penis a second time.  I made sure they were scrupulously clean because I had plans for each of them a little later.  I even ran my soapy finger into his asshole up to my second knuckle to be certain he was clean.  After rinsing him well, I looked at Cade and asked, “Do you think you can replicate what I just did to you?”  “Yes, daddy, I think I can,” he replied.  “See that you do, son.  See that you do,” I said.   Part 2 will pick up from this point.  Happy stroking until Cade and I are back with you in a couple weeks.

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