The Massage (True Story)

I visited a masseur near where I worked – I worked a highly professional job and so, paradoxically, nobody really looked at the clock if you stepped out. This person worked out of his residence, the upper floor of an older, two-story house. I did the walk from my office to his place and, since this was in the summer, took a short shower at his place before laying on the table. I was nude but he always offered a towel and I guess I wanted to give him some amount of work or challenge (or maybe just didn’t want to appear to be the slut I actually am) so I would put the towel over my nude body, about 3-4 inches lower than it “should be” for full coverage of my admittedly hot (I’m an aged twink) ass with its fair hue, hairless skin with what more than one woman told me (rather annoyed, I should add) that I had “great collagen”, having good tone because I’m very active. The masseur came in wearing scrubs and got to work – he was fair-skinned, more muscular than me (I can’t get bulky, just super toned) but not a body builder. He started working my upper back, moving downward, then going to my legs.

Now, the legs for me are a favorite part because inevitably the masseur’s hands move up the thighs, especially the inner thighs, and this is where you can really know if they are wanting to play and based on how much time he was spending on my soft, smooth, oiled thighs he most certainly was signaling not only being open to playing but truly trying to seduce me, the innocent client! What to do?! I was lying on my stomach and, being the coy (hey, it’s part of the fun!) slut I am, what I like to do is have my arms by my sides, with my hands maybe halfway on and halfway off the table. What I like to see (or rather, feel) is whether the masseur “accidentally” brushes his crotch area against my hand, something that to me is highly arousing. It’s amazing how thin scrubs are, how tightly fitting these particular scrubs were and how distinct his obviously rigid, erect cock was bulging! My noticeably aroused masseur worked my right side and moving up, absolutely and quite purposefully rubbed his entire turgid cock against my hand.