Date: Mon, 3 May 2010 16:44:33 -0500
From: Bi-Curious <crazyeight69@gmail.com>
Subject: Hotlanta Massage

This is my first story.  Always wanted to write one, never really got
around to it.  This is a true story, names & locations have been changed to
protect the not-so-innocent.


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portion thereof with the express written permission of the author.

This story contains descriptions of sex between consulting male adults.  If
you are offend by this, or it is against the your local laws, please do not
read.



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Hotlanta Massage

There I was, all alone in Atlanta.  I had been on business trips before.
Though, they recently have been a lot more fun.  I had started to look
forward to them in fact.

First, a little back ground.  I'm a happily married man with kids.  I'm 27
years old.  I'm 6'3", about 185 lbs.  I'm handsome.  I've been told this,
but it's something I also agree with.  I have short brown hair, lean body,
not much body hair except a little on my chest and a nice path that leads
from my belly button down to my crotch.  I have an 8" cut cock with hair
that I keep nicely trimmed.

I work for a large global supply chain company.  My name is Tom.  I had
recently been prompted within the company.  Because of the promotion, I had
the responsibility of training some personnel at our facilities in North
America.  This story is about the last trip I took for training.

I have always felt bisexual tendencies, and with these trips, I actually
been able to act on those tendencies.  I love my wife, she is the greatest
woman I have ever known.  I wouldn't still be married to her if I didn't
feel this way.  But it wasn't the same type of desire.  It was a different
desire.

I had always thought about being with a man.  While I had never felt
attraction to a guy, I still don't to this day.  I don't look at a man and
think that he his handsome, or wondered what it'd be like to be with him.
The only times that I have a desire to be with a guy is when I'm already
horny.  When I start feeling horny I had found that watching lesbian and/or
straight porn didn't seem to have the same effect on me like when I was
younger.  I eventually found myself watching gay porn.  Never to look at
the guys faces, but more just to watch them suck each others' cocks.  I
never had an interest in the guys making out.  I would usually fast forward
to the sex.

I had 3 other male/male encounters before the Atlanta trip, but none of
them really ever fulfilled me.  I actually was never able to come.  I don't
know if it was the guilt, or the guys I was with, or that I really wasn't
into being with a guy.  The thing was, after each one of those three
encounters, within a few weeks, I would be back to watching gay porn after
straight and/or lesbian porn wouldn't do it for me again.

So there I was in my hotel room in Atlanta.  The Tuesday night before, I
had spent it down in the hotel bar, getting pretty drunk, and then coming
back up to my room to watch porn.  Again, I had started to venture into
watching gay porn again.

I had watched this video of a guy getting a massage from another man.  It
started off with the massage starting on the guys back, and then when he
turned over he had a hardon with just a towel covering it.  The guy giving
the massage made a comment how it was normal, and he could help him with
his problem and went down on him.  This turned me on so much.  I was
already hard, but this made me just so much harder.

I had thought about that, at how great it was.  There was no kissing, no
foreplay, just went straight into the sex.  I thought how great that would
be.  It did make me think about going downstairs to the salon and seeing if
they offered massages and just to hope that something like that might
happened.  So I went down to the front desk and inquired.  Unfortunately
they did not.  I was disappointed to say the least.  But I helped myself
get over that by rationalizing that the likely-hood of a massage turning
into sex was slim to none.  So I decided to go to the bar.

After a few drinks, a little tipsy and still fantasizing about the massage
I decided to go up to my room and rub one out to the video.  It was around
7pm when I got back to my room.  I booted up my computer, found the video
and blew my load shortly thereafter.

I turned on the TV to try to find something to watch, there was nothing,
absolutely nothing.  So I turned to my trusty laptop for some entertainment
while the night was still young.  The fantasy from that video was still
fresh in my mind.  I could not stop thinking about it.  So I decide to take
a look at Craigslist and see what was out there.

There was the normal type of postings, nothing really caught my eye.  So
then the thought crossed my mind to post something.  I had never posted
anything on there before, just always looked.  I had written a post stating
that I had a long day, looking for a massage that would lead to something
more.  Not interested in making out or anything, that I had limited
experience, and to please enclose a picture of their body and/or cock.  I
decided to head down to the bar for another drink or two while I waited for
email responses.  After being down there for about 20 minutes I headed back
to my room and had plenty of emails to go through.

There was one that really stuck out.  It was from a guy named Chan.  His
stats were nice, he was Asian 5'10, 165 lbs, 7 inches uncut.  He said he
could come to the hotel with a few beers and we could just hang out since I
was inexperienced and then take things from there.  And if things lead to
something sexual, that if I didn't feel comfortable I didn't have to
reciprocate anything.  Now this sound very appealing to me.  I asked him
how long it would take to get to my hotel, and he said about 20 minutes.  I
gave him my room number and said I looked forward to meeting him.

I jumped in the shower real quick, and got out and was getting dressed in a
pair of shorts and a t-shirt when there was a knock on my door.  I opened
the door and there was Chan wearing a light jacket, pants and a green polo
shirt with a bag that had some beers in it.  He was a little older than I
thought, but figured there's no pressure, let's see where things take us.

I invited him in.  He hung up his jacket on the desk chair and put the
beers on the desk.  I had left my laptop open to the website that I was
viewing the porn on.  He looked the description of the video, which was
"Massage Quickie", he pointed to and said "Is that your inspiration for
your post?"

I had said "yes".

"Well, sounds like a good video, can you show it to me?"

"Sure!" I replied with enthusiasm as I sat down on the desk chair.

As I was getting the video going again he opened up a couple of beers and
handed me one.  Cheering the beers Chan had said, "Here's to good times".
Chan sat down in one of the chairs and scooted it closer to my laptop so he
could see.

After the video had played, I could see the bulge in his pants, as I was
trying to hide the one in my pants, why, I'm not sure.  Then we just sat
there for 15 minutes making small talk.

The Chan asked how I was feeling, I had said "Good, but my back is pretty
sore."

"Well why don't you make yourself comfortable on the bed?"

I stood up, nervous with excitement and made my way over to the bed.  I sat
on the edge and asked "would it be ok if I took off my t-shirt?"

"Of course that would be ok, whatever makes you most comfortable."

I took off my shirt and laid down on my stomach.  I told Chan "You can take
off however much of your clothes you want to make it easiest for you to
move around the bed."  This was greeted with a sly smile.  He took off his
shirt and his pants.  I was grateful that he could not see my hard cock
since I was on my stomach.  He started rubbing my feet, and slowly moved
his way up my legs.  Each inch that he got further up my leg, the harder I
got.  When he was at the top of my thigh I was expecting him to massage my
ass, but he didn't.  He crawled over me and straddled me.  He asked if I
was ok, and I could just give a slight moan yes.

He started to massage my back, but I could feel his hardon pressing against
my ass checks.  This made me a little nervous because I was not interested
in being a bottom or a top for that matter.  But my nervousness faded away
quickly.

After massage my back, shoulders, and arms, he asked, "would you like to
have your front massaged?" to which I said "of course!".

He had gotten off my back, and was sitting on his knees next to me on the
bed.  I could see his cock tenting his boxer shorts.  When I saw that I was
more comfortable turning over because of the tent that had popped up in my
shorts.

When I turned completely over, we both looked at each others' cocks through
our clothes and then up to each other and smiled.  It was amazing how
comfortable Chan had made me feel.  Not only have I gotten a great back
massage, there was this great guy who was sincere and making me feel very
comfortable with everything.

Again he started massaging my feet and slowly worked his way up my legs.
As he was massaging my thigh my cock bounced with the motion.  He reached
over my shorts and gave my cock a slight tug, which sent shockwaves through
my entire body.

I asked him to remove his boxers as I started to remove my shorts.  Since I
had not seen his dick yet, I was eager to see.  When his cock bounced out
of his boxers I was very happy.  It was a beautiful cock.  The best I had
seen in person.  7 inches, pretty thick, and just looked so tasty,
especially with the precum that had obviously dripped out.

When I took my shorts off my cock was finally free and rock hard.  I laid
back down on the bed, and Chan had sat on his knees again next to me.  He
started to massage the tops of my thighs.  It was driving me mad, the
amount of teasing that had gone on.  As he was rubbing my thighs I could
see his cock bouncing, so I reached my hand over and grabbed a hold of it.
It was so warm.  I began to stoke it.  I was mesmerized watching his skin
go back and forth over the head.  I had never before experienced an uncut
cock.  I looked up at Chan, and he smiled again.

He then reached up and grasped on to my cock.  It felt so wonderful.  He
slowly started to stroke me up and down.  Chan was still on his knees, and
I was laying down and we were just rubbing each others' cocks.  We had
gotten into sync with each other's strokes.  As he was going up on my cock,
I was doing the same to him.  We were both going at the same pace.

I then scooted down and started to lick at his cock, just focusing on the
head of his cock.  I could taste his precum, and I wanted more.  I licked
along the underside of his shaft.  I wanted to tease him for a little bit.
I would lick down his shaft, give his balls a quick lick, and then make my
way back up to the head.  I repeated this a couple of times.  While I was
doing this, he had continued to stroke my cock.  I decided to take his cock
into my mouth and stop teasing him.  I could not get the whole thing in
since my mouth had only been on smaller cocks previously.  I worked hard on
sucking his cock.

Chan had pulled me off his cock and told me to lay back down.  I did as he
requested, although I must admit I was a bit disappointed that I no longer
had his cock in my mouth.  That disappoint quickly faded as he sucked my
cock into his mouth.

The warmth of his mouth around my cock drove me insane.  I laid there for a
little bit while he was sucking on my cock.  I felt that familiar rumble in
my gut and knew I was about to blow my load.  I told him and he took my
cock out of his mouth and stroked it with all his might.  I blew my load
all over my stomach.

Chan then straddled me and brought our cocks together.  He started rubbing
them together and I got hard again.  His pumping increased and his moans
got louder and louder.  His precum was dripping onto my cock, and then he
shot his load all over my stomach as well.  This sent me into heaven and I
blew another load.

He climbed off of me, and we laid there for a couple of minutes, not
speaking a word.  Eventually I climbed off the bed and headed into the
bathroom to get cleaned up.  When I came back out of the bathroom, Chan was
dressed and had opened a couple more beers.

We hung out for a little while longer having a couple of drinks, then said
good night and he was gone.