Jae and the Massage

I hadn't seen my friend Jake in months. We had met at Uni where we took an anatomy class together. We both had aspirations to become doctors but the studying was too much for Jake who decided physio might be a better fit for him. Jake was a good looking guy he had that rugby player physique. Around 6"4 with broad shoulders he got plenty of action with the ladies. Probably one of the reasons he struggled to study.

"How have you been man?" I said as I took a seat next to him at the local pub. "Its been far too long"

"Stevie my man, I have been good brother" Jake replied. Tapping my glass with his. "cheers"

"cheers" I said.

The next few hours flew by as we caught up and talked about our studies, our love lives, our sports teams and all the other nonsense blokes chat after 5 pints and a few rum and cokes. It was almost time to call it a night when Jake leant forward with a serious look and said "Can I tell you something Steve"

"Of course man, anything, are you ok?" I enquired matching the seriousness in his voice.

"I'm struggling dude" he said looking at me with a defeated yet half drunk look in his eye.

"what? You seem so happy though. you cant be suicidal" I responded by placing my hand on his arm. "Man I am always here for you"

"errr suicide. What you talking about. I just mean with my uni work" he said leaning back a bit.

"Oh thank fuck." I laughed as I pulled my hand away. My drunk ass went to worst case scenario.

"It's not funny man. I cant remember any of these goddamn muscles for my massage unit and I only have one attempt left in this semester before I need to resit the whole thing next year."

"Ok" I pondered. I knew Jake I know how he learns best he is a doing kinda person. Books and things aren't enough he needs to actually do the things he is learning.

"I can see your brain working Steve" Jake was looking at me. He knows i can help. He knows I know anatomy. I am the only reason he passed that unit in his first year.

"I have an idea, what if tomorrow or sunday I swing by yours and we can practice the massage on me as you move over the muscles we can discuss what it is and thing's" I looked up at him.

"That could work" he replied.

"All right man. Call me tomorrow morning and we can set up a time" I stood up and stumbled out the door.

The next morning I groggily woke up around 9am. I gulped down a glass of water. Mourning the fact that I can no longer drink the way I could when I was 19 i checked my phone to see 4 missed calls from Jake. I called him straight back. He answered right away. "Hey Steve. thanks for calling me back. You having a busy morning"

"No dude I just woke up" I mumbled as i tried to sit up without passing out.

"oh shit sorry man. I have already been out for a run and a coffee" He laughed.

"Of course you have" I was a bit short over the phone "whats up?"

"Are we still on for this massage study" Jake enquired.

"The what?" I replied. No idea what he was talking about. Jake proceeded to tell me how he had told me about his study trouble and how I had offered to help.

"Ahh shit man. I don't remember that at all" I said sheepishly feeling the anxiety wave crash over me.

"oh dont worry about it then" Jake said. This time he was being short with me.

"no no, I will be there does 2pm work? I just need to rearrange some bits." God damnit last thing I want to do is go study muscles with a hangover.

"2pm is perfect. Steve your the best man. Thank you thank you" he sounded so grateful I couldnt let him down.

2pm rolled around and I made my way down to Steves. "Hey brother, how are you?" he shouted from his window as I walked down the street. "Hit number 6 and ill buzz you in." The walk had freshened me up and I was feeling a bit more positive than the morning. I stepped into Jakes place and he welcomed me with a hug. I wasnt a small guy. I have a runners body pretty lean with a bit of muscle yet Jake always made me feel small. He was wearing linen pants and a white Tshirt. Typical masseuse outfit I thought.

"Alright man, lets get into this shall we" I said hoping to be all wrapped up in an hour or so. I took off my jumper, underneath I had our old uni singlet and a pair of shorts on. "Where you want me?" Jake led me through to a small study. In the middle of the room was a proper massage table.

"Oh shit your taking this seriously" I said as I jumped onto the table face down.

"I am trying" he nudged me in the leg not appreciating my gentle mocking. "Plus the ladies love it"

"HEY" I shouted as i lifted myself up off the table.

"I am kidding" he laughed "or am I"

"Shut up you idiot lets get this over with. Explain to me again your issue?"

Jake proceeded to again explain how he was struggling to name the muscle groups in the theory parts of his assessments.

"Ok. so what I want you to do is work your way down my body. Tell me what muscles your now working on and I will let you know if thats right or wrong. ok?"

"Sounds good" he nodded at me.

Jake worked his way down my arms getting all the muscles correct. He then worked his way up my feet and calves again naming all the muscles correctly. "Dude, whats your problem again" I mocked him. "Its starting to feel like you have just lured me here to touch me up"

"Ha, Fuck you" he said punching my arm lightly "I always forget how much of an ass you are with a hangover."

"Sorry" I laughed.

"No this is where it gets hard for me" He said the rest of these muscle groups catch me out all the time"

Jake began to rub my back through my singlet and immediately he got the names wrong. "ahh shit" he said getting frustrated.

"Its ok. feel the way that muscle runs from the top of the neck down" I said in a calming tone.

"I cant through this stupid singlet" He was agitated now.

"Here" I lifted my self up and took the singlet off. "try now."

"Thanks man, Sorry, I just want to get this right" Jake began again his hands moving across my skin. "Steve?" Jake said inquisitively "Can I use a bit of oil on your back?"

"aww i thought you would never ask. Please do." I replied. up to this point Jake had just been lightly working over my body with no oils or anything his focus purely on the muscles. It hadnt been bad but it certainly wasnt making for a great massage.

"oh sorry, I was too focused on the muscles. You should have said something" Jake apologised

"Its cool man, I didnt want to make it weird or anything." I replied.

"No dude its only massage its not weird and I give a good massage. Dont think that this is my massage technique. I don't want to be known as the dry masseuse" he protested.

"Its cool man, I believe you" I said.

"Ill prove it" he said.

With that Jake began to knead my back with a nice warm oil. He was still naming muscles but I was beginning to melt into the table. He was not wrong he was a very good masseuse. His firm hands gliding over my muscles working out knots I didn't know I had. "Steve, was that right" he asked after listing all my muscles in my back.

"mmmhmm" was all I could muster in response.

"Are you even listening" he laughed.

"mmhmm" I again replied.

"Ok, I am going to continue." he chuckled.

His hands continued where they left off at my lower back and began to work there way towards my glutes.

"Hey Steve, I need to do your hamstrings and glutes but im going to get your shorts oily now. What you want to do?" Jake asked. "Just pull them off" I sighed into the table. Not even thinking just excited for Jakes hands to continue melting away my tired aching muscles.

"You sure" He said.

"Yes" I replied. My head was screaming at me what are you doing letting your friend strip your shorts off. Jake slid his fingers into my waist band and with one quick motion he pulled my shorts off.

"Oh, err" I heard Jake say.

"Ahh shit" I cried out as I realised Jakes predicament. I hadnt worn any underwear. I knew working through clothes might be tricky and didnt put any extra layers on. Not for a second thinking I might take them off.

What do we do now I thought. Jake was silent for a few seconds until I again felt his hands glide across my hamstrings.

"I will be honest, this is easier for me anyway" Jake laughed putting me at ease as he continued the massage. I let out a sigh enjoying this massage far too much to actually care I was face down naked and absolute putty in the hands of my good friend.

His hands slid all the way up my hamstrings from the knee to the base of my ass. He was kneeling now at the bottom of the table running two hands up my legs. Each time his hands slid up my legs it would cause my cheeks to open ever so slightly. I enjoyed this feeling knowing I have a tight firm ass. I began to wonder if Jake had done this with any of his lady friends and if my ass was as hot as theres. Fuck why am i getting so turned on.

Before I knew it Jakes firm hands where working across my glutes. I could feel the oil dripping over my tight virgin asshole as Jakes hands slid across each cheek and between the crack. I had also noticed Jakes breathing becoming harder and he was no longer naming any muscles. I was getting too turned on to care at this stage. My cock was growing harder and harder underneath me and at this rate was about to blow a hot sticky load all over Jakes table. When Jake suddenly stopped, hopped off the table and told me to flip over. I would do anything he asked at this stage so I picked myself up and rolled over.

"Aww fuck dude" Jake let out a little sigh as he saw my 7" girthy hard cock glistening with pre cum. Before I could say anything his hands where back on me working around my chest and abs. I closed my eyes and accepted that whatever happens now. My friendship with Jake and my sexuality as a straight man where forever going to change.

My hands where down at my sides when Jake began to massage my thighs. His hands teasing the fringes of my cock causing it to bounce each time. He was stood just off to the edge of the table around my hip. I reached out towards Jake letting his cock nudge at my hands. my fingers instinctively pulled at the drawstring holding Jake's pants up and he let them fall around his waist. He again let out a large sigh as I stole a glance at Jakes gorgeous 8" uncut cock not as girthy as mine but with a sexy vein going down the side. I wrapped my hand around it and began to firmly wank my friends cock.

We stayed in this position for a while Jake teasing me as I let him slide his cock in and out of my firm fist. He finally moved his way to the top of the table and stood over me his cock hanging mere centimetres from my face. I heard him pull his shirt off over his head right before he began to slide his hands over my chest again. Slowly with each stroke his hands worked lower and lower down my body. As his hands got lower and closer to my cock the more he began to lean over my face. His cock finally grazing my face. Sliding across my cheeks, nose and settling on my lips. the first few times I kissed at it as I felt its weight on my lips. The third time I pulled out my tongue and let it slide across getting it wet and tasting my first ever cock.

It was only as I felt Jakes own mouth swallow my cock that I realised Jake had been stroking my cock. He was now sucking it into his mouth deeply as I found myself reciprocating sliding my hands round his hips and squeezing his gorgeous tight ass cheeks. Jake suddenly flicked his tongue around the top of my cock as he quickly picked up the speed as he jerked my cock. Within seconds I felt the rising in my balls as I exploded into his mouth. Setting off a chain reaction as Jake blew his own hot sticky load into my own mouth as well. I swallowed every drop enjoying the sensation of making someone feel that good.

Jake rolled off me and without looking at me threw a towel my way. I heard him sigh as he walked towards the door "erm thanks Steve, you can see yourself out right" and he walked off into his apartment.