Massage Therapy Con't

Back to see Will.

After my last session with Will, we "chatted" via text and I asked him what the hell? I mentioned that I always thought he was straight. He says he is/was/has been. But he's always been curious and all the things we talked about, just made him realize he was attracted to me. In out last visit, he says he just couldn't help himself. And he hoped I didn't mind. I told him I didn't, but we should talk if he wants to go further, and that I'm not averse to going forward.

A few weeks pass and we continue our chats. My back and glutes are still bothering me, so I make an appointment and I'm back to see Will for another treatment. He starts with some leg work, stretching and manipulating my hip and leg joints, placing my leg on his shoulder, and using his body weight to push into me to stretch the joint. I'm only in underwear, a pair of spandex compression boxer briefs, so nothing is "hidden". Not that it needs to be, he's seen it all. He's got on black nylon pants, a black tee and black shoes, seems to be a uniform of this clinic, as they're all branded. He shifts and as he places my foot in his groin for another stretch, I can feel his cock under my toes. I feel it bounce. Which get's mine bouncing as well.

After about 10 minutes, he has me switch and roll over on my belly, and he begins to work my back. He has these furry arms that kind of feel amazing as he rubs them over my body. I may have mentioned that in the last bit of this tale.

I'm now laying face down, my face in that donut pillow they use on these tables. When he's standing at the head of the table, I can see his legs and shoes. He keeps working and I can hear the swish of his pants as he moves around the table. And then suddenly I can see bare legs, very furry legs, covered in a dense dark fur. He's kicked off his shoes and his pants and he's in just ankle socks. Well at least that's all I can see, bare legs and socks. I can't see high enough to see what else he's removed. I reach my arms up and caress his legs trying to slide up to his ass. He gently puts them back at my side.

He keeps working on my back, shoulders, his groin presses into my head and I can feel a hardness there, it bumps me several times. I feel his cock directly on my scalp, so I'm guessing that the underwear has gone the way of the pants and shoes. I try to lift my head, but he pushes that, too, back down. My view remains legs and socks.

Another shift and he's back to the base of the table, working on my calf muscles, his hands slide up my legs and reach my underwear and I feel a tug and they start to slide down, he pulls them off and I'm now naked.

Again, the walls here are paper thin, I don't want to say a thing, I can't ask him what he's doing or what he's planning. It's kind of a turn on to be taken and I make no move to stop him as I do want him to continue.

His hands slide up my legs, cup my ass cheeks and I feel fingers slide down between my legs and brush my balls. My cock jumps to attention, I mean it was well on its way there already but now that soldier was at attention, pressing into the table.

His hands continue up the table, I can feel him moving around to the side and then a wetness touches my ass cheeks, and I realize his tongue is licking my left cheek and moving inward. My legs start to spread, and I bite into the head rest to stop myself from moaning out loud. And his tongue finds its way home, reaching my crack and rimming me. His strong hands, work to open my cheeks for him, and tongue and fingers explore my ass.

Again, another shift and I hear a stool being moved and see it roll under my face, and he sits down, and I see, for sure, that it's not only the pants he's removed. His hard cock, not too thick, about 6 inches, rises above a set of lovely balls. His pubes are intact (not trimmed or shaved) but his balls are clean and free of hair. Sitting on the stool, the cock head is just out of reach. He lifts and puts it in reach of my mouth, and I open to take it. But it's just a tease, as he pulls away and adjusts the chair then moves back and he slides himself into my mouth, no more teasing now, and starts to thrust up into me.

As he fucks my mouth, he continues to massage my neck and shoulders and even leans down to try to kiss the top of my head, but that pulls his cock away from my mouth. I try to lift my head up to look at him but he pushes my head back down, yet again and his cock rises back up to meet my mouth.

This continues for a few minutes before he pulls out. Another shift, and I feel a weight on my legs. The table creeks under both our weights. He's kneeling on the table between my legs with his knees pressing mine apart and a I feel a hard, persistent prodding against my ass. He thrusts and his cock quickly slides into my ass. When he's fully inside me, he drops his body weight onto my back. I feel his hot breath on my neck, on my ear and a whisper, "This feels so good". I cannot help but moan. Hopefully no one thinks anything other that it's a normal grunt from the massage. He rests, there, fully buried in me, his hot breath on my neck, the hair from his chest is tickling my back, out bodies touching at every point possible. Sensory overload floods my senses with sensations of warm skin, ticklish fur, hot breath, hands holding me, but it's that hard cock in my ass that I focus on.

He starts to fuck me, slow and steady strokes, short strokes, then longer, then longer still. Finally, he's making long strokes, pulling almost all the way out, then back into the hilt. He starts to get excited and pick up speed but as he fucks me fast the table starts to really creek in a distinctive, rhythmic pattern that would reveal what was happening. And he stops, holding his cock head at just the threshold of my ass. Allowing himself to calm down, before he's back to slow and steady strokes, burying himself to the hilt on each downstroke. His six inches are just the perfect size for my ass, which has never had that many cocks in it, to begin with.

With his cock in my ass, my cock is pressed into the table, denting the cushion top, leaking pre-cum into the sheet and lubing my cock's path along the table. It glides effortlessly with just the right amount of friction on each thrust he takes. He puts his body weight fully on me and again I feel his breath on my neck and a whisper in my ear, "I'm cumming."

Deep in my ass he jets load after load of his rich cream and that sets me off and I cum onto the table. He pulls out of my ass and comes around and this time lifts my head to suck on his softening cock. My cum is matting on my belly, his is leaking out of my ass and I take him into my mouth. Licking him clean, holding his balls. He has me stand up and takes my cock in his mouth and cleans me up, then licks my belly and balls clean and then whatever cum he can from the sheet on the table.

We barely said a word to each other beyond the basics at the beginning of the massage, and his few whispers in my ear. Yet, we've just had this amazing fuck session. It's been a long time since I'd bottomed but he was just the right size to get into me and fill me. As he dresses and cleans the table, he resumes the "massage" chatter" and we discuss exercises and next steps. He says that he'll excuse himself while I get dressed. As I dress, I feel the emptiness in my ass, the lack of his cock there and I feel a warm drip of his load on my inner thigh. The compression shorts when they go back on, hold my ass tight and I feel will keep the remaining part of his load in me. Once I'm dressed and have left the exam room, I join him (and the rest of the staff) in the lobby, where it's small talk and see you next time.

For the next session with him, I'm going to have to book an at home visit, yes Will does house calls, and this time we won't need to be quiet.