I inhaled the lovely crisp fall air. It was colder than usual for this time of year, and it definitely smelled like fall. This cold snap would certainly cause the leaves to begin changing. I began to walk across the campus having just left the bookstore after picking up a textbook that had arrived late after being on backorder. A third year university student, and I was thoroughly enjoying life. Single and taking full advantage. I admittedly let my hormones run wild and I admired the people I passed both male and female. It was what I liked, although no one knows. Not that I had really had the privilege of exploring the other desires in me. Having grown up in a very hetero-normative society, generally were I live we're considered liberal in comparison to a lot of countries, but I live in one of the pockets of highly conservative people.
Heather - My gorgeous roommate with amazingly thick dark blonde hair and the perfect even skin tone, not so fair that she burned and not so dark that she (think Halsey skin and shape). Definitely the Heather you wish you could be (more stories to come with her later)
I walked to the parkade, my grandfather let me borrow his truck this week to get everything I needed to be organized for the year. I would be taking transit for the year the cost of parking at the university was crazy. It was great to have the truck for some needed big items. I was about the head to the house to pick up my roommates and we were going out to pick up a few things for the house. A fun trip to ikea, then the grocery store. As I drove home my thoughts strayed to a conversation I had with a friend when we were out for drinks the previous night.
He's training to become a massage therapist. He had detailed the work he had left to complete his courses, including the hours of volunteer massage he was to complete. I of course enlisted to be a client of those volunteer hours. After several more drinks each and a few more hours of conversation our topics turned to the people around us. He described in detail how attractive he found one of the other men at the pub, he stopped himself part way through. He didn't look at me immediately, but when he did I just smiled at him. I wanted him to know I was completely ok with him as he was. He looked at me finally, "Ok, I am just going to say it, I'm gay, I hope you're ok with that." He didn't seem overly nervous, he seemed to expect me to be ok with it.
"Of course I am ok with that."
He moved on in conversation pretty quickly. I knew this would come up again, but now was not the time. We had enjoyed the rest of our night drinking and chatting.
Today I wondered if he suspected my own sexuality? Maybe that is why he was comfortable with me.
I pulled into the parking space in front of the house and took my books inside.
Heather was wondering around in sweats and a thin t-shirt. God that woman was beautiful. "Are you wearing that to Ikea?"
She laughed, and walked to her room without answering me. Her boyfriend sat on the couch. He was going to come along to help with the furniture. Later he would regularly pay for groceries as he was over often enough. Camille my other roommate was no where to be found. I called out for her as I headed downstairs to drop my university things in my room. Lucky enough to have two beautiful female roommates, I was looking forward to this year, it felt like it would be a good one.
The next week I arrived at Langdon's house for my massage. I was looking forward to it, but I was also a bit nervous. He lived alone in a small one story house. An old build from the 1940's with a huge heavily treed yard. He answered the door in scrub pants and a tank, barefoot.
Langdon gave me a quick tour of his place and the spaces that stood out to me the most were the private back yard with a hot tub, and the large bathroom with an elaborate spa shower and bathtub. Despite the fact that Langdon was a tall man with a thick Scandinavian build there was definitely room to share. I suggested we do a few shots, one to celebrate the start of a new school year, a second to celebrate friends, and a third for the hell of it.
At last we arrived in the room where the massage would take place. The large window was open, it was a warm afternoon, as temperatures had returned to normal for the time of year. The leaved had indeed began to turn and could be heard rustling outside.
There was a dark mesh blind that allowed us to see out but from the outside no one could see in. It was facing the tree lined street.
I had never been massaged by a man before so I was nervous, would it be uncomfortable? Would he be uncomfortable with any bodily response to his touch I may have? I knew he was gay, but he did not know that I was attracted to him. Maybe he did, maybe he suspected. I felt like I would be betraying my very conservative and catholic upbringing if I felt any sort of arousal, although I part of me knew it would happen. He seemed a bit nervous too. Was he concerned I would freak out and make everything uncomfortable?
"Should I remove my shirt?" I asked
He also seemed nervous, but replied with "you should and can wear as much or as little as you are comfortable wearing."
I laughed and told him to turn around as I began to undress. While I am normally comfortable undressing in front of men, I was not yet comfortable letting people in on my preference for mens thongs that I had recently started to wear when I could find them. I certainly wasn't ready to be seen in the mesh boxer-briefs I wore today.
I stripped completely nude, as I was comfortable with that and I would be covered by a towel. Which turned out to be much smaller than anticipated.
I laid on my stomach on the table and attempted to cover my ass with the towel, Langdon turned down the lights in the room leaving a very soft glow from both the light and the windows. It wouldn't really matter how small the towel was, the lights were low and Langdon was about to touch most of my body anyway.
The vodka we had several minutes earlier was now running through my veins and making my mind feel a bit more loose and relaxed. I was a bit lost in my own thoughts and did not pay attention to Langdon preparing for the massage. At first I barely feel his hands touch my back. As the massage became more in depth I came back to the moment and momentarily tensed a bit. He focused on the massage and under his ministrations I was soon very relaxed once again. He was good. I completely forgot about my worries.
My back, my glutes, my legs and back up again. He laughed at one point, I must have groaned as he massaged out the knots in my muscles.
My mind what very aware of how good it felt at this point. Not just the massage, but Langdon's hands on my body. Langdon seemed to sense this as the massage began to feel like he was teasing something more. I barely noticed that the towel had been moved from my backside, my ass was fully exposed and he could probably see my cock and balls which I had positioned downward when I laid on the massage table. He began to work on my hips and glute muscles, my reaction to his touch felt odd to me, although I was willing to visually appreciate a good looking guy, I did consider myself straight. I let it be, I was certain I would react to anyone touching me that way. He took his time and lingered. I fell into a spall feeling his strong hands get closer to my lower cheeks and my upper thighs. I did nothing to stop him. It felt so good I did not want it to stop.
After a few minutes of this, he began to message my ass cheeks with intent. Spreading them and allowing the ample amount of oil to drip between them. Feeling the oil run against the sensitive skin had my nerves on fire, and my body tensed with arousal. He sensed it and gently stating that he could move on to my legs if I wanted him too. He had just pored a generous amount of warm oil onto the base of my spine, some of it ran down between my ass cheeks and the rest up my back. At this point I also noticed that I had spread my legs as wide as the table would allow me to do. His voice was calming and he waited for my answer.
"No, it's ok, you can keep going."
I turned my head in his direction and saw him smile. He let the oil run it's course between my legs as he massaged the oil into my lower back. I relaxed my legs outwards and my glutes followed suit, I felt the oil run over my anus. In a perfect transition he left one hand on the small of my back and the other traced gentle between my cheeks, slowly moving back and forth getting deeper and deeper. It was when I felt the back of his hand slightly brush my scrotum that I realized how exposed I was. I also became keenly aware of how hard I was. I wondered if he could see, and just how much he could see. Despite my mental hesitation and uncertainty, I said nothing. He did not progress further, he continued to rub between my cheeks. I felt the sides of his hands press against my hole, any hesitation slowly disappeared and I began to enjoy his touch. I was very glad I had showered and shaved everything, it certainly helped me feel less self conscious. Gently rubbing my lower back, I felt his fingers move down and run a little loop around my anus and back up. He gently continued while massaging my cheeks apart between each little loop. He felt me relax again and while he did not penetrate or progress it beyond gentle massage and stimulation, I think he was aware this needed to progress slowly.
Langdon moved on to my thighs. Keenly aware of his hand and the oil on my skin, the room felt hot, I was definitely aroused whether my mind was willing to acknowledge it or not. That changed very quickly as he pressed his hands to the centre of the back of my thighs and his thumbs deeply wrapped around inner thigh grazing my shaft with each stroke. This action shifted my scrotum as he pressed against my skin up and down my thighs. I was now very aware of the missing towel, his touch and my own moans of pleasure. He felt my body change and asked if I was ok. I could feel the vodka begin to wear off, and with these new sensations running through my body, I could only respond with mumbles of assent. I was most certainly ok.
"Good I'm glad, I'll keep going on your legs then.."
