Date: Sun, 25 Sep 2016 22:08:53 -0400
From: Damien Romero <damien32843@gmail.com>
Subject: SUBSTITUTE MASSEUR

SUBSTITUTE MASSUER

One of the little luxuries I allow myself is a weekly massage at La
Meridien, a local spa in town. I have a long standing Wednesday night
appointment with masseuse Kristin, a rather large and strong woman, who is
able to dig deep into my stiff muscles, loosening them up and restoring my
overall sense of well-being. Over the years, Kristin and I started making
my appointment the last one of the day so that after the massage, she and I
would meet her girlfriend, Irena, at Styxx, the local gay bar frequented by
both men and women.

Last Wednesday, I showed up at La Meridien, promptly at 8:00pm, ready for
my weekly fix of Kristin's magic fingers. I entered the lobby, and Kristin,
who is usually waiting for me, was not there. I knocked on the
receptionists desktop, and asked, "Hello? Kristin? It's Damien, where are
you girl?" A man's voice called out from the massage room, "Just a second,
I'll be right out." Moments later, a spectacular toned man came out from
the back, flashing a sexy smile, and said, "Hey Damien, I'm Justin. I left
you a voicemail earlier, Kristin called out sick today and asked me to fill
in for her. I hope that's OK. And by the way, if you're up for Styxx after
the massage, I can give you the entire Kristin experience. How does that
sound?"

Justin was wearing snug fitting jeans with a tank top that revealed
perfectly toned arms, a flat hard stomach, and an ass that made me think of
what it would be like to lick it. He was so good looking he made me feel
awkward and uneasy. I actually had trouble answering, but probably mumbled
something like, "yeah, sure, that sounds good." He led me to the massage
room and said, "I don't know how you do this with Kristin, but if you're
more comfortable stripping down to your shorts, that's fine. If you prefer
to strip down naked, that's fine too. Just give me a holler when you're
ready for me to come in.

I stepped out of my sneakers, then took off my shirt and carefully folded
it and placed it on the side table. Followed by my jeans and socks. I
hesitated momentarily, then slipped my boxer briefs off and placed them on
top of the jeans. I pulled one of the towels off the pile, laid down on my
stomach on the massage table, and spread the towel across my ass, and
quietly called, "OK Justin, I'm ready for you."


Justin walked back into the room and once again, I was taken aback by just
how spectacular he looked. He moved up to the top of the table and reached
for a plastic bottle containing oil. He squirted oil all over my back and
shoulders. He leaned over me and started rubbing me with his strong
hands. As soon as he started pressing into my shoulders, he said quietly,
"Man, you really need this massage, your muscles are as tight as a spring."
He worked relentlessly on my shoulders and upper back, and I could feel the
tension easing away. I started thinking how much better he was at this than
Kristin, but tried to put it out of my head.

As he worked the tension out of my shoulders, he moved around to the side
and started working on my lower back. He used the ball of his hands to move
down towards the top of the towel, and I was aware of a tingling in my cock
as his hands got nearer to my butt. As he worked his hands over my back, I
could feel him letting them slip just below the top of the towel. I
involuntarily let out a quiet sigh as I felt his hands venturing closer. He
started to knead my lower back between his fingers, really getting deeply
into my tense muscles. And again, he let his hands slip just beneath the
top of the towel. And again, I let out a quiet sigh, not quite a moan, but
definitely expressing pleasure.

He quietly moved to the bottom part of the table, and started to work on my
calves, kneading and rubbing them until once again, the tension seemed to
disappear. He applied fresh oil on my thighs, and began a slow firm massage
on them. He used both hands to dig deeply into the tense muscles. He worked
both hands together, moving them from just above my knees, up my thighs,
until his hands were rubbing slightly under the protective covering
provided my the towel. Each time his hands reached the top of my thighs, I
let another sigh, getting progressively louder and longer with each one. I
could definitely feel my cock getting harder and harder, and I couldn't
help but wonder if he was aware of how aroused I had become. As he moved
his hands upward, this time he let them slip under the towel, and he
started pressing into my ass cheek. This evoked a moan from me, there was
no way he couldn't be aware of the pleasure he was providing to me. He
separated his hands so they were now rubbing both of my cheeks, pressing
deeply to relieve any remaining tension. I was slightly aware that he was
now breathing a little bit deeper - could it be that he was also enjoying
the bit of sexually teasing that I was so totally enjoying? As he rubbed my
cheeks, I could feel one of his strong fingers slide between my cheeks and
move it downwards. Of course as it moved down, he came to rest on my cock,
which was now fully hard and probably leaking a bit of precum. I could feel
his finger rub the underside of the head of my fully erect cock, spreading
the precum that I knew would be flowing by now. I started to moan quietly
and he spoke for the first time since the start of the massage. "Damien, I
think you're loving what's going on here as much as I am." I whispered, "Oh
yeah, really loving it. Don't stop."

He slid the towel off my butt, leaving me completely naked now. He slid
both hands between my ass cheeks and started rubbing. I raised my ass,
granting Justin access to have his way with me. He slid one hand between my
legs and wrapped his fingers around my hard cock. I raised myself higher so
he could stroke me harder. As he stroked, he leaned down and started to
kiss my asscheeks. He released my cock and used both hands to spread my
cheeks apart, and ran his tongue from the back of my balls, up to my hole,
then ran the tip of his tongue around it. I was now moaning out loud, "Oh
yeah, fuck fuck fuck, that feels so good!" I rolled myself onto by back so
that my rock hard 7 inch dick was flopping back and forth. He was about to
put it in his mouth, when I stopped him and said, "Justin, you have been
working me over, and I haven't even gotten to see your body yet. Now it's
my turn, so relax for a few minutes." I stood up and moved towards him. I
reached for the bottom of his tank top and slowly lifted it. As I raised
it, I could see the defined ridges of his perfect 6-pack. I continued
raising it higher, and exposed perfectly rounded pecs with large nipples
that were clearly hard. I pulled it over his head and threw it to the
floor. I reached up and planted a kiss on his lips. We started kissing more
heavily, tongues battling one another, the whole time I ran my hands up and
down his hard body.

I finally broke away and started sliding down, kissing first his neck, then
his chest. I moved my mouth to one side and licked one of his incredible
nipples, then bit it gently. He gasped and inhaled, moaning as he
exhaled. I moved further down, letting my tongue slide across his
incredible abs. I reached up and pinched his nipples as I tongue bathed his
belly, I dropped to my knees and reached up to the button on his jeans. I
pulled the button open, and slowly pulled the zipper down. I reached my
hands behind him and slid the snug fitting jeans down partway. My hands
squeezed his firm and round rump. I then slid his jeans the rest of the way
down and helped him remove them completely. His cock was semi-hard and I
could see it silhouetted in his briefs, pressed to his left side. He was
about to pull them down, when I blocked his hands and said, "Wait, not
yet." I stood up and grabbed his oil bottle and squeezed some of the oil
over his crotch. I started to rub his cock through the fabric, and besides
it getting fully erect, it was so visible now that it was covered in oil. I
squeezed the shaft and started to lick and gently bite the shaft. I slowly
pulled the waistband down and gently moved his shaft up so that his swollen
cock head slipped out. I licked it, and ran my tongue in circles around
it. I could immediately see that he leaks precum as much as I do, and it
tasted wonderful. I wrapped my lips around the head and slowly sucked more
if it into my mouth. I slid his briefs down and he stepped out of them. I
grasped his cock and swallowed it. I could feel all 8.5 inches of it
reaching to the back of my throat. He reached behind and grabbed the table
to steady himself. He was trembling with pleasure as I moved my mouth up
and down on his manhood. He pulled himself from my mouth and whispered,
"Get up on the table."

I climbed onto the table and laid on my back. He climbed up, straddled my
face with his legs so that his cock was dangling in front of my mouth. He
leaned down and swallowed my cock. As he sucked me deep into his mouth, I
raised my head so I could bury my face between his cheeks. I licked up and
down, pulling his cheeks apart so I could slip my tongue inside his sweet
puckered hole. He was groaning with pleasure as he worked on my pole. I
spat a large wad of saliva against his hole, then gently slipped a finger
inside him. I worked my finger deeply inside him, moving it in circles
inside of him. I then removed my finger and started pressing two fingers
against his opening, and then slid them both inside him.

He released my cock from his mouth and said, "Dude, you know what you need
to do now, don't you?" "Oh, fuck, yeah, I know exactly what to do." I slid
out from under him, told him to roll onto his back, and I grabbed his
massage oil bottle again. I squirted some oil directly between his ass
cheeks and squirted some directly onto my hard cock. I stroked the oil so
that my rod was completely lubed up. I moved Justin, on his back, to the
edge of the massage table so that I cock was perfectly lined up with his
ass. I stroked my cock as I pressed the head against his hole. He laid his
head back and closed his eyes and waited for me to enter him. I slowly slid
the head in, and moved forward slowly. I could see his grimace ease up as I
passed his pain point and began to provide him pleasure. He looked up at me
and smiled, and I started to slowly pump inside him. I held his ankles back
so I had access to push deeply into him. He was moaning with each of my
movements.

I started to speed up my thrusts, going in deeper and harder each time. He
was whispering "Oh yes, that feels so good, keep fucking me deeper and
deeper!" I continued to pump inside him, until I was practically drenched
with perspiration. As I fucked him, I was dripping sweat onto him. I
reached down and wrapped my fist around his stiff cock. I started to stroke
his cock while my own cock was driving deeply into his hole. I could see
his face start to grimace as I jacked him. He closed his eyes and started
to pant, and blurted out, "Damien, man, you are going to make me cum!" And
with that, he shot out a huge rope of jizz that made a jagged line across
his torso, reaching to just below his chin. He spewed out two more thick
streams onto his chest and abs. He started panting deeply, his chest
heaving up and down. "Oh, fuck, that was amazing, look how much you made me
cum!"

I whispered to him, "I'm getting so close, do you want me to cum in your
mouth?" He said, "No, cum inside of me, I want to feel you empty your load
in me." I pulled my cock out of his anus, then shoved it back inside him. I
repeated this again and again, as this is the move I make when I want to
cum. This always makes the head of my cock tingle and throb, and this was
no exception. I could feel my load churning inside me, and I whispered,
"Justin, I'm so close, I'm going to shoot any second!" I shoved my cock
inside him one last time and pressed deep inside him. I felt my load shoot
deep inside him, pumping out my cum again and again, until I was completely
spent. I fell on top of Justin, my cock still inside him, and licked up
some of his cum that he had shot onto his chest, then laid my head against
him.

After a few minutes of laying still in each other's arms, I slowly got up
and quietly said, "Justin, I was planning on one of my typical Kristin
massages, but this was an incredibly great and incredibly hot surprise." He
looked at me with a grin and said, "To be honest with you, Kristen has been
telling me about her hot friend that comes in each week. I came in one
Wednesday night to check you out from the back room. I asked her if she
would let me take the massage some night so I could meet you. I thought you
were hot, and I wanted to meet you. I honestly wasn't expecting sex
tonight, but I'm so glad it happened this way."

I laughed, and said, "Well, Kristen and I always go to Styxx for a drink.
Why don't we take a shower, get dressed and head over there?"  "Sounds like
a great idea. And we'll see where it goes from there, OK?" I gave him a
kiss on the lips, grabbed his hand, and said, "C'mon, let's take a shower."