Date: Fri, 9 Sep 2016 18:12:15 +0000
From: Robert Me <winchesterbornbred@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Massage Therapist 4

Chapter 4

Reginald Campbell

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I hardly slept a wink that night and just stared at nothing sitting up in
bed. I picked my phone up a dozen times and put it back down again, I
would not know what to say anyway. Each time I put the phone down I
looked at the package Ali had given me. I picked it up and tossed it from
one hand to the other guessing, hoping what it was. I carefully unwrapped
the package and opened the mahogany box and stared at the chain and
smiled, I would have something of his for the rest of my life. I got out
of bed and went to the mirror and put it around my neck and stood looking
at myself for sometime. I made a face, "It looked better on him." Back in
bed I picked my phone up.


Thank you so much Ali. The chain is on now. The hurt will go
eventually but the memories of our time together will stay forever. All
my love Paul.


I got a text back straight away, Ali too must have been in his bed
suffering like me.


Don't fucking flog it! Yes the memories I will have forever as well and
thank YOU Paul, I just wish I had been born a commoner as well! All my
love Ali. I still have that text.


I ran to the hotel early the next morning still feeling like shit and
went straight to the gym to give myself a hard work out and then to the
pool. After 50 lengths I showered and then to the parlour to get ready
for the tramp, it was 8 30 and I was trying to get my head around my
first appointment and thinking about Ali knowing he was already on his
way when the phone rang, it was Colin.


"Mr Campbell has just rang to cancel, I have rebooked him for a months
time and as you are now free so could I be, I could do with a good work
over Paul." I thanked my luck and told Paul to fuck off, we loved to
hate.


I wasn't exactly waiting for Campbell's appointment but it was during
that time I took on more clients and even escorted some out for an
evening but did not offer over night services or anything during a
massage session that included anything sexual even though a number of
them managed to explode into their pants as the massage progressed. At
least I was not loosing my touch! Like many things sad I guess you just
get used to the situation and try to move on and get on with life. There
is no truer saying that "time heals" and after two weeks of Ali leaving I
had begun to accept that he was no longer part of my life and admitted he
never would have been anyway. What did help was his chain and that gave
me great comfort.


I had my lunch break and got ready for my next appointment, Dr Trevor
North who I had seen twice before and a really lovely man. Tall, slim and
a handsome 60 year old, a very gentle person. He had found me on line and
needed somewhere to go that was out of his living area and safe for him.
A lovely gay man who had lost his partner years before but needed some
relief from time to time. I was able to give him that and all without
full sex.


"PAUL! How lovely to see you again and you bugger you look even better!"
I shook his hand and looked at him and smiled my welcome.


"It's nice to see you again Trevor, you don't look so bad yourself. How
are things for you?"


"Not too bad at all, I'm off to France next week to stay with a friend
and thinking of retiring there in the near future."


"Oh right, nice is he?"


"Very!"


He went to get undressed and came back out naked and laid face down on
the table and I went to work on him.


"All over Trevor?"


"Oh yes please Paul." By the time I had finished his back and asked him
to turn over he was massively hard and smiled at me.


"I really don't think I will last too long dear boy." He was right and
after a full frontal he was almost there and when I took him in hand it
was like a bomb going off, He put his head to my body and his hand on my
bum, then blew up. He laid there for sometime as I massaged more until he
smiled at me.


"Time to shower I think, I need it. Paul may I talk for a while when I
come out?"


"Of course, you still have 20 minutes but you don't get a reduced fee."
He laughed and went off.


We sat on the couch, the first person to be there since Ali was being
kissed by me.


"Something on your mind Trevor?"


"Nothing too important. I just want to ask if a Reginald Campbell has
been in touch?"


"The tramp! Yes but he cancelled, he is supposed to be coming in a couple
of weeks I think."


"Yes, he is odd I will admit. I recommended him to you so you can blame
me. He is a patient of mine and in need of regular exercise and a massage
will do him a lot of good I know. He has no regard for himself and
because of his condition he needs some encouragement from someone other
than me."


"May I ask what his problem is?"


"Of course but obviously cant say too much. He has a kidney condition and
has to undergo regular dialysis once a week. He could do it himself at
home but I don't trust him, he would just forget to do it, as it is I
have to ring him the day before an appointment to remind him to go. He is
totally immersed in his work and everything else he is oblivious too,
including his health. Paul I know this sounds as though I am asking you
to become rather involved but I just know you will like him even though
he is out of this world most of the time. He is a really lovely chap and
needs a shove in the right direction and at least meet him for a massage
and try to encourage him to take light exercise. Oh bugger I am being a
bit unfair and I expect you to be rather angry at me for suggesting all
this." Too bloody right I am Trevor was my first thought but then I had
changed a lot from the arrogant shit I was but turned round by Nino and
Ali.


"What does he do?"


"He is a linguist and speaks, reads and writes ten languages and is
employed by the Met police, the Ministry of Defence a translator for
anyone who needs his expertise and also teaches at the London School of
Economics. He has never had a girl friend as far as I know, not that
anyone would be interested anyway, BUT such a sense of humour, goodness
knows where on earth that came from."


"Well if he turns up I will try to encourage him to take more exercise
and even show him the gym and swimming pool but I have never had any
training in social work Trevor so it will all be a waste of time I'm
guessing."


"Well at least talk Paul and thanks for listening and sorry if I have
spoken out of turn but I am hoping that once he has experienced your
excellent massage he may keep coming back and you may be able to
influence him keeping in better health and shape."


Trevor left his usual generous tip and went out leaving me very curious
about this Reggie and also cussing myself for not asking how old he was
but I guessed at least in his fifties with the years of academic shit
behind him. Colin thought even older. "I bet you a fuck he is in his 60's
Paul." As an observer Colin would be useless and I would be no better the
first time I met him.


I don't remember being nervous meeting a new client before but I was now
as I waited at reception talking to Colin.


"What the fuck do I say to him Colin? "Welcome sir, tramps this way?"


"How about. "Hello sir, fuck off because Colin is taking your place?" I
was about to say something rude but I saw Colin looking past me." Looks
like Rambo's great granddad has just arrived! All yours Paul I just wish
you a fucking bad time!" I turned and saw Reggie for the first time and
nearly took early retirement there and then. I was looking at 1950's man!
I guessed 5ft 10ish. rom the top I saw thick but very long black hair,
then to his old worn tweed jacket and yellow waistcoat with red check
pattern. The shirt was a lumber jack style with a green cotton knitted
tie and then to more or less complete this fucking walking museum he had
dark brown corduroys, badly worn at the knees. On his feet were highly
polished brown shoes, vintage unknown. I looked back at his face and just
could not believe what I was looking at, taped up glasses which were at
an angle and could fall off any time. I remembered Dr North telling me he
didn't think Reggie had ever had a girlfriend, NO fucking wonder! I then
shivered, what the fuck were his underpants like?


"Hello, I'm Reginald and you must be Paul, Dr North told me a lot about
you." I wondered what and actually cursed him.


"Yes I am Paul, nice to meet you too Reggie. I will lead the way."


"Actually its Reginald." This was going to be a long bloody hour. I heard
Colin giggling behind me and promised myself he would never get another
massage, EVER!


"Welcome to my massage parlour Reginald. If you would like to take a
shower first and then do please change into the shorts provided before
you come out."


"Another shower, I have just had one." Yeah and sweating like a waterfall
getting here. "I'm only two minutes walk from here, one of the reasons I
booked you." He lived two minutes away!? This area dripped millionaires
and he was definitely NOT one! "If you wouldn't mind please." I asked but
more like a plea.

Reginald went in and I looked at the couch thinking about the beautiful
Ali and his sensational body and whished I could put the clock back! Then
I told myself off, this is a paying client you twat, behave yourself.


I heard the door open and just stood looking at him and then into the
shower room wondering were the hell Reginald had gone and who the hell
was this bloke!


"There already, what do I do now Paul?" It only took seconds to look from
head to toe but in that time I could not believe what I saw, he was,
YOUNG, about my age for goodness sake and was also very, very good
looking now that he was out of those dreadful clothes and glasses. That
of course was my mistake I just was not looking under it all.


I still guessed 5ft 10 but it was his slim body that got to me, it was
perfect. Ok, no body definition or muscled, that would have made him
ugly, but oh my word everything was in absolute perfect proportion and
the very body type I adored. An even bigger plus was he had the shorts
on! I looked back to his face and saw him smiling at me showing that he
took great care of his teeth, they too were perfect, in fact everything
was except that mop of hair that even hedge trimmers would improve. I
smiled back and suddenly did not want this hour to go too quickly.


"Would you lay face down on the table Reginald please?" I asked and knew
I would not be going anywhere near a private area, this was massage only
with no hopes for anything else, but I did wonder if he would get worked
up while I massaged his legs and back.


I spread the oil on his legs and began my massage working my fingers,
then full hand contact and thumbs on the spots that I knew were more
sensitive to pressure and touch. I loved going further up his thighs and
stayed for a long time manipulating the backs sides and inner thigh. I
had no idea if he was liking it or not as I didn't hear a thing, so I
asked.


"Is everything ok Reginald?" Not a word! I wondered if he was thinking
about some translation from Russian to Hebrew or some shit like that, or
worse fast asleep.


It was time to get my hands on that lovely back and even that was a
pleasant surprise, his skin was like silk and his back was very firm, I
just knew that with the right exercise he would gain not only an even
better definition but his whole body would benefit by becoming even more
toned. Thinking about it effected my own cock and the sod was beginning
to wake up.


I was in my own heaven as I massaged and concentrated as never before and
hoping Reginald was laying there in some sort of daze at my touch.


"Reginald would you turn over please." Nothing! I took my top off and
bent down to his face and smiled at the smile coming back at me.


"Reginald, did you hear me?" He continued to smile and something must
have dawned on him.


"Sorry Paul, I was completely lost in your touch. What is it you said?"


"Turn over please I need to massage your front."


"OH, why didn't you say!" Hard work or not. I stood up and watched
Reginald turn over and was rooted to the spot as his body came into my
sight which I already would be more than pleasant, but it was when I got
to the shorts my own dick sprang to attention looking at his. It was not
hard and possibly only half a semi, I had no idea but it was the hidden
length that meant