‘The doorbell rang at 7:30. Smirking, I turned the radio down a little. The fragrance of my hair followed my every move as the loose strands framed my face. I could just see your face through the small window in the front door. I didn’t expect anything to happen other than two friends hanging out, but there was always a chance that something would and that made me a little nervous – and a little hopeful. The conversation we had had about a week ago was still fresh in my mind and I wondered if you remembered it at all. Smiling, I opened the door and greeted you.
It seems like regardless of what you have on, you look edible. Your jeans fit loosely enough to be comfortable but tight enough in all the right places. The gray short-sleeved shirt immediately directed my eyes to your biceps and I had to fight with myself to look you in the face. You were smiling as you brushed past me and reminded me that although you had seen the outside of the house before, you still needed a tour of the inside. You raised your hand and showed a DVD you had brought to watch. After a quick tour of the apartment, I asked you to sit down in the living room while I got us both a drink.
Taking the drinks back into the living room, we started talking and fell into our usual back and forth banter. I let my hand brush against your arm in a flirty manner then pulled back a little when I saw the guarded look appear in your eyes. Resting my drink on the steamer trunk in the middle of the floor, I got up to put the DVD in. As I turned around, I saw you were stretching. You told me your muscles were a little tight and I offered to see if I could help make it hurt a little less. Getting a chair from the kitchen, I moved the steamer trunk to the side of the room and asked you to sit in front of me in the chair.
I started rubbing your shoulders and could feel the tension in them start to release as you let out a deep breath. Taking one arm and then the other, I massaged down from your shoulders to your fingertips. Pushing your head forward to rest your chin against your chest, I made small circular motions from the base of your neck to the bottom of your skull. I heard you let out a little moan of relaxation and smiled to myself. Placing my hands on both sides of your torso, I started massaging your sides and only stopped when I hit a very ticklish spot that made you jump and start laughing. I offered to continue but mentioned that it would probably be easier and more productive to do with your shirt removed.
You didn’t move to stop me and I slowly pulled your shirt up and over your head, lightly letting my nails drag along your skin in the process. I asked you to turn the chair around and straddle it so I could continue to work on your back. You did and I warmed some lotion in my hands before starting to work on your shoulders. You were resting your head on your arms on the back of the chair and I could feel every muscle I was touching release and relax. I risked placing a kiss on your shoulder and pulled back quickly incase you objected. Instead, I could just see a smile develop on your lips.
Continuing down your back to the top of your jeans, I paused every now and then to plant a little kiss here and there. I stopped suddenly and got up and went into another room. I heard you ask what I was doing as I was walking back in with a large blanket. I folded it in half and then asked you to lay down on it so I could continue with the massage. You lay down and I moved your hands off to the side. First trying to knell on the side of you, I started again to relax the muscles. Unable to fully get every inch of your chest, I straddled you and continued with the massage and kisses. You had closed your eyes and I was staring at your face as I worked.
I moved down a little on your legs to get your stomach and "accidentally" slid my fingers under the elastic band of your boxers while I was finishing the massage. You still didn’t open your eyes at all. I moved back up towards the center of your chest and leaned closer to your ear,
"You said you’ve never received a full body massage … want one now?"
All you could do was nod. I kissed below your ear, then your cheek, then your lips and then moved down your chin to your chest. Trailing my fingers down your chest, I undid your pants and slid both them and your boxers down your legs. Removing your sneakers, I took off every last article of clothing you had on. Being careful not to tickle you too much, I massaged both of your legs and leaned over and quickly licked the tip of your cock. You sucked in your breath quickly through your teeth.
Smiling deviously, I got up again and went into the kitchen. You hadn’t moved at all when I got back and I kneeled down beside you. I let a drop of water from the ice cube fall in the center of your chest and saw the ripple of your muscles. I told you to keep your eyes closed and reminded you that you could stop my anytime you wanted to. Placing the edge of the ice cube right below your collarbone, I ran it all over your chest, arms and stomach. I leaned over and started licking the trail that was left behind. Reaching just below your belly button, I looked up at you through my hair and saw the look of shock on your face. I asked if you wanted my to stop and you whispered no. Then I moved to kneel between your legs and took you in my hands. Sliding back the foreskin, I flicked my tongue over the tip while massaging your balls.
Teasingly, I took the tip into my mouth and licked around the head. I removed it from my mouth and then took it in again, a little further this time. Pulling in a little air, I swirled my tongue around the tip while varying the pressure of my lips about halfway down the shaft. Slowly pulling you out of my mouth, I licked the tip again for a few minutes before inserting your entire length into my mouth and moaning against you. You completely filled my mouth and I was glad that I don’t have a gag reflex as I slowly moved my mouth up and down on your cock, letting the head hit the back of my throat. I looked up at you and changed the pressure of my lips as I sped up a little. Groaning again around you, I pulled back a little less than half way and then quickly pushed you all the way back in. I could taste you starting to cum and it made my go faster until I felt you explode against the back of my throat and I hungrily swallowed every last drop. Slowly pulling your cock out of my mouth, I licked up the shaft and caught the final drops of cum from the tip of your cock and savored them before swallowing.