Date: Mon, 25 May 2009 08:54:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Boynton Dude <boyntondude77@rocketmail.com>
Subject: ROOMMATE'S MASSAGE

I lay on the living room carpet.  My back was in pain and the hard floor
felt good.  A massage is what I needed.  My roommate had declined to answer
my request, as he most likely felt the sensual nature of a massage would
make things uncomfortable.

I admit, he is handsome... VERY.  He measured in at 6'1", athletic body,
sexy dark hair, and perfect masculine hands for a deep massage.  He is 28.
I'm just bit taller than him, with blonde hair, blue eyes, a nice tan, and
am 3 years older than him.

We had fooled around many times, but there always seemed to be a cloud that
lingered afterward; most likely from the forbidden taste of pleasure share
between friends.  The sexual nature of our friendship added so much
excitement and adventure to my somewhat boring life, however was not
without faults.  As far as the relationship went, we were close; best
friends and roommates with occasional added benefits.  We were not looking
for anything more, although I'm sure that the occasional fear of taking
things to another level and possibility of the loss of what we currently
was often in the background.  The overall experiences were amazing and
opened my eyes to so many things that I enjoy doing.

It was now late and I was exhausted from the long day.  He walked out of
his room to move some laundry into the dryer and inquired about my awkward
position in the living room.  I restated my back pain issue.  After a few
moments silence, he told me to roll over.

Now on my stomach, he knelt down next to me and placed his hands on my
back.  "Where does it hurt?" he asked.  I guided him to center of my back
and he started kneading my muscled.  I felt amazing shocks of electricity
flow through my body.  I love this feeling. Not surprisingly, the warmth of
his hands on me caused my cock to come alive.

After a brief, yet amazing, massage, he paused.  I looked up at him.  I
could only assume that he smelled sex on my mind.  Damn it!  If felt so
good too!  He said, "My turn."  I was happy to offer my hands.

He moved onto his stomach and I onto my knees next to him.  I began
touching his back, working my hands slowly up to his shoulder and down to
just above his tight butt. I worked my hands over his arms. I rubbed his
feet, lower legs, and up to his thighs.

Surprisingly, he rolled over and I rubbed his chest and stomach.  I ran my
fingers through the soft hair on his chest and caressed his hardening
nipples. His breath became heavy and I knew he was getting aroused.

We were both horny.  All I wanted was a back rub, but this was much more
than I had expected!

As I again began to work my way slowly up his legs, I could see his sex
stick twitching in his shorts.  I truly enjoyed getting off with him, but
was unsure if he wanted it.  I, somewhat nonchalantly, ran the back of my
hard against his cock.

I licked my lips and place them on his chest. I could taste the salt of his
skin. I loosened his shorts and slid them down, exposing his perfect dick.
I immediately took all 8 inches into my mouth.  As his cock slid in and out
of my throat, I could taste his precum.  I knew I wanted more of that
flavor.

My hardon was now out of my pants and I was stroking it.  The electricity
continued charging every inch of my body.  Already in a position that
allowed mutual oral pleasure, he took me into his mouth.  The feeling of
his warm mouth around my swollen cock was more than I could handle, and I
didn't want to cum yet.

He positioned himself above me and started fucking my face.  I grabbed his
firm ass and pulled him in closer, again taking him in all the way.  He
took his dick out of my mouth and began sucking on his nuts.  We both were
vigorously stroking and knew that we were both about to reach the climax.

We both started spraying our loads.  His first two shots were gladly
accepted by my mouth. This was followed by several more shots, which joined
the cum I unloaded on my chest and stomach.

Exhausted, we both took a moment to regain consciousness and enjoy the
overwhelming feeling of an incredible orgasm.  When we regained composure,
he went to his bathroom to clean-up and finish his laundry.  Still tasting
him, I jumped into a hot shower and headed off to a peaceful sleep.