Date: Sun, 25 Mar 2012 15:20:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Yahoo <abcd94114@yahoo.com>
Subject: Massage Penetration

Adam groaned, rubbing as far down as he could on his right inside shoulder
blade. Working from home was supposed to be a relaxing way to focus, but
instead turned into more demands and no time for the work he wanted to
focus on in the first place. At 5 p.m. on the nose, he shut down his
computer and headed to the gym, thinking it was the healthiest response to
a stressful day and sleeping funny on his shoulder. Better than going out
drinking and smoking on a Friday night.

Adam's rule has always been that he can only spend as much time in the
steam room, sauna and Jacuzzi as he spends actually exercising. He is
fairly new to this gym, mostly straight guys and an older gay trolling
around here and there. He put in an hour in hour focusing on his upper body
so his lats and pecs were really pumped up. He knew his body looked best
right after a work out -- if only he knew or to freeze his muscles in
place. With white flip flops and just a towel, he made his way to the wet
area of the locker room. The shower room was empty. The open shower room
quickly taught him self control but with being alone he spent more time
soaping up his cock and balls and spreading his legs and tickling his
hole. He chubbed up just a bit. All clean and ready to relax after the bad
stress of his day and the good stress of his work out, he made his way to
the steam room.

He always had an odd paranoia about being in the locker room alone. He
found it hot in a way, but also scary. What if he slipped or passed out
from too much heat? Would he just steam away until closing time. Always
thinking. This was part of what added to his stress. He just needed to
learn to let go.

He opened the steam room door and the air was thick and moist with the
smell of eucalyptus punctuating the air. It turned out that he wasn't alone
in there. There was a guy he actually saw regularly at the gym who looked
about ten years older than Adam who was 28. They nodded at each other and
Adam took a seat as far away as possible. He just wanted some peace and
quiet. Out of the corner of his eye, he looked at his steam partner for
this evening. He had a nice body, strong arms a respectable cock and low
hanging balls. Maybe he saw me looking because he scratched at his balls
and I looked forward. I'm not being gay baited.

The steam took a break and we sat in silence until he said, "How was your
work out?"

"Good. I had a stressful day and slept funny on my shoulder so I thought a
good work out could help both."

"Be careful, you could injure your shoulder if you work it out too much
when it is sore."

"I kept it light and it seems to be on the inside of my shoulder blade if
that makes sense."

"It does. I am a massage therapist here. Did the workout take care of the
knot in there?"

"Mostly. I am a new member here. I should sign up to see you sometime."

"Cool, I'm Marc."

"Adam, here."

"Hey listen, my 6 p.m. backed out and I have an appointment at 8:30 p.m. so
I have some free time now if you are interested." Less a question and more
of statement. "I was just killing time here."

Adam was interested. This guy was hot. He wasn't sure if he was gay or not,
but he would love to feel these guys hands all over him. He was also
practical, "I don't have enough cash on me, can I charge it on my club
account?"

"Of course. We can take care of that later. Do you know where the massage
studio is?"

My eyes moved to the left and I thought about it.

"You can actually get to them from the locker room. There is a back door to
the men's studio if you turn right at the last row of lockers, farthest
from the door. Let me cool down and drink some water and I will see you in
15. Come in your towel."

They looked at each other. Adam losing the staring contest.

Marc walked out the door.

"Yum," Adam thought. He liked his take-charge attitude.

 Adam cooled down in the shower and then went back into the steam room for
a couple of minutes before making his way to the massage studio, knocking
at exactly 6:45 p.m.

Marc opened the door wearing a tank top and mesh shorts. Adam had hoped he
would still be naked. Maybe he just got suckered into a massage on the up
and up. That wouldn't be bad either.

Marc removed Adam's towel and smack him on the butt, making a louder noise
that startled Adam. "Get up on the table, stomach down." Adam put his face
in the cradle and soon felt Marc's hands start at his toes and go up toward
his neck, slowly. When he passed over his ass, Adam instinctively raised
it. Marc ignored him and Adam thought it best to behave.

Marc massaged his back and shoulders, really getting in there and Adam
groaned, appreciating his strong hands. "That feels so good, so relaxing,"
Adam purred.

Marc started massaging Adam's right leg and his hands kept on going higher
and higher until his thumb was on his taint. Adam stayed quiet but breathed
heavy, trying to keep his cock from getting more hard under his belly.

[Adam's point of view from this moment on:]

"Get up on all fours -- do you know yoga poses?" My cock was dripping as I
got on all fours -- I shook my head no to yoga poses. He told me to put my
hands out and sit back on my heels. From that position, I felt so exposed
with my ass wide open and my cock in the air under me. From there, he went
back to my neck, shoulders and back. It was actually really relaxing.

Then he was behind me. I held my breathe as he massaged my butt by driving
his fingers all around my glutes. Getting close, but not touching my
rosebud. He told me to breath into it. My breathing came out like moans. As
he massaged me, I swear I could feel his breath on my hole. I felt light
headed as he continued to massage me, getting hornier and hornier. Then I
felt it -- his tongue. I pushed back on it and he gave me two fast swats to
the ass. I jerked up on all fours. "I didn't tell you to move, stay still
and just like that." He went back to rimming me, at first licking my hole
then tongue fucking it, driving it in. It felt so good. I was moaning like
a bitch in heat.

He reached forward, I was hoping he would touch my cock and I knew I would
explode instantly. Instead, he reached between my legs and grabbed my
nipples. My nipples are so sensitive. My back curled and he drove his
tongue in deep while pulling my nipples back. "You like that slut."

"Yes, that feels so good."

He pulled hard on my nipples.

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, sir?" Hmm, didn't see it going there but OK.

"Now turn around and suck on my dick." He didn't have to tell me twice. I
turned, trying to stay balanced on the table. He got out of his clothes and
I saw his big, throbbing cock. Definitely a grower. I swallowed his dick
whole, gagging on it, wanting more. He pinched my nipples while he face
fucked me, using them as levers to pull me up and down on his cock. Up and
down, feeling the bulbous shape of his cock head at my throat, running my
tongue up and down his shaft as I bobbed up and down. Massaging his cock
with my throat.

"I want to feel my cock inside of both ends of you. Turn back around."

He pulled me off the table and then pulled me back so just my head and
shoulders were face down on the table. I looked to the side and noticed how
much time had passed. 45 minutes -- how did that happen?

Then I felt it. His bareback, slick cock. He ran it up and down my crack
with massage oil. He bent over me, and I felt his cock resting in my
crack. He pinched my nipples and then whispered in my ear, "Tell me how
much you want it."

"I want your cock so badly sir. I want you to pound my hole and make me
into an even bigger slut than I am now. I am all yours sir -- my hole is
here to serve you."

With that he penetrated me. I tried to breathe into it, pushing back with
my ass muscles. He prepped me well but I did feel some pain. I gasped as it
went in and it was still going in while he hurriedly tried to get it all
into me. I finally felt his pubes and one last push.

"Get used to it slut, I am going to be in there for a while."

I breathed and relaxed into his cock. Once used to it, I started massaging
it with my ass muscles. "That's it slut." He took it all the way out except
for the tip and then slammed back into me, holding my hips so I would not
go anywhere. It did feel really good now. He really hit my prostate hard
and I felt a little bit of cum ooze out of my cock. He then bent over me
again, grabbing my nipples and guided me up and down his cock and he slow
fucked me, then rabbit fucked me. All the while I was moaning, backing my
ass up into him.

He pulled out of me and I felt empty. I turned around and saw him walking
toward a chair at the corner of the room, that faced directly into a mirror
at the other end of the room. He sat on the chair, legs out and then looked
down on his cock.

I walked over to him, then turned around and then impaled myself on his
cock, posting myself up and down on his cock. He ran his hands all over my
chest and then found my nipples and I went into overdrive, fucking
myself. I saw myself in the mirror, looking like such a slut, feeling so
good. Feeling his hot, big cock inside of me. I saw his watching me in the
mirror, too. I started stroking me cock. He pulled hard on my nipples. "I
didn't say you could do that."

"Sorry, sir, it just feels so good." He was really grinding in me now
moving his cock in a circular motion inside of me.

"I'll make you feel good," he said as he hooked my legs with his for arms
and brought me to where my back was on his chest. "Play with your nipples."
As I did he pounded my hole from underneath. I saw myself in the mirror
even sluttier than before. He was still watching, too.

He lifted me off of him and told me to play on the table, back down. "I
want to see you when I explode inside of you." He positioned me so I could
see his ass in the mirror, drilling mine. He tugged on my nipples while
kidding me, everything became more desperate and he was pounding me harder
and harder. "I want you to come. I want to feel your ass tighten up around
my cock. Do it, cum for me."

I put my hand down to my cock and in two jerks, my throbbing cock spasmed
and squirt after squirt of cum followed. He went wild and bucked his hips
and I saw his ass tighten and then loosen, tighten and then loosen. The I
felt his cock literally virbrating in me as he shot volley after volley of
cum inside of me.

He collapsed on top of me and kissed me. "Maybe you don't have to pay me
for this one," he said.

"Do I have to pay you two guys for the show," a random voice came out of no
where. We both looked around and there was a man standing there with hardon
and smile on his face. "I'm early for my appointment. Glad I am. You two
didn't even hear me come in. Lucky for you the gym is empty, but I could
hear you guys in the locker room." He moved forward and both of us were
still in shock, just laying there. He moved his hand on my chest and
tweaked my nipples, causing Marc to groan as I tightened my sphincter
around his ass.

"Looks like we are going to have some more fun."

To be continued... maybe

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