I call John and make another appointment. I let him know that this is for a massage only, we can talk business later. Tomorrow at 4pm is his first available. I think about that for a split second - hmmm. If he has many appointments like mine, I want to catch him in the morning, first thing. I tell him I cannot do that and would rather have an early morning appointment. Tuesday, 9 am. He asks how long and I say "an hour, at least."
"OK," he says, see you on Tuesday, 9 am.
I get up Tuesday morning and grab some breakfast and get in an early workout at the gym. I feel like I am half-hard during my workout. I can't stop thinking about his cock in my mouth.
I hit the shower again and get dressed in my business attire for my "appointment" with John. I am wearing my favorite tan slacks. They really show my cock off well, after the slightest encouraging. Blue dress shirt and blue jacket. I have blue eyes, so the shirt and jacket make my eyes stand out.
I get there a few minutes before 9 and walk in. He comes out right away. He is wearing green scrubs, a white v-neck t-shirt and flip flops. I immediately think what a great choice, if you have to get them off and on in a hurry.
He leads me to the back and that gives me a few seconds to rub myself. After the good morning greetings and a little small talk, he asks me "how do you feel after your first session?"
"Excellent," I said.
"Were you sore at all?" he asked.
"No," I answered.
"OK," he said, as I am taking my jacket off. I grab a hanger from inside the partition and hang my jacket on it. I step back out of the partition and proceed to take off my shirt. He looks admiringly and asks, "You said 'at least an hour' on the phone, so I blocked off two hours for you. Is that enough time?" he asks. By now, I have taken my shoes off and all I have on are my slack, socks and boxers. I can feel my cock getting firmer. I notice he is checking it out.