SEE ...... Masseur Made Me Spunk
He'd covered by cock and balls three times with the gel, each time delicately gliding the blade along my shaft and over my balls ........ there couldn't have been any hair left at all after the first time he did it but I wasn't going to complain ....... I just lay back loving it, his face almost on my smooth stomach as he leaned closer and closer ..... at one point he even kissed my stomach, my cock rigid in his hand inches from his mouth.
He was lean, very dark hair and trimmed beard, tall, in his 30's ..... very sexy eyes and attitude, flirty ...... tanned in a white tunic, black trousers and sandals. It was obvious his cock was hard by the bulge in his trousers .... and he'd been asking me to allow him to massage me for weeks.
I was so relaxed as he handled my cock and balls I hadn't noticed he'd started to wank me slowly. He'd been asking me to tell him what I'd been doing since i arrived that afternoon ...... what 'adventures' I'd had ..... and I'd been giving him all the juicy details ...... how many guys had sucked my cock through the gloryholes during the first 30 minutes .......... how one guy in the television room had invited me to sit alongside him on a sofa to watch porn then began to wank my cock through the thong while he pinched my nipples and kissed me ........ all the time as we were being watched by others in the room ....... how another guy got on his knees and sucked me as my nipples were twisted ........... in the sauna when I lay down resting, eyes closed, after a few minutes I felt a hand softly caress my cock in the nylon, then a mouth take it all in ............. as I told him he just murmured approvingly and squeezed my cock making the head swell. He slipped one hand underneath my thigh, raising me off the bed bringing it up between my legs, allowing him to caress my balls as he slowly, deliberately wanked me. It was then he looked me in the eye and asked 'Would you like me to release your creamy spunk?' Take your time ..... I said ........ and reached for my bottle of poppers. I took a long draw and as the aroma hit me felt randy, horny, sluttish, my chest warm, my head buzzing with perverted thoughts and images ....... cocks and mouths everywhere, surrounded by men groping me, feeling, wanking, sucking me, offering their cocks ........ I heard him softly say 'Kneel up' and turned over on the bed, knelt, my hole in his face as he continued to wank me.
I took another hit of the poppers, dropped my head onto the bed and then felt his tongue probing my hole, one hand rolling and tugging my balls downwards, his other hand gently, firmly wanking my cock from under my stomach. He lowered his head and I felt him lick my balls, then sucking them until he tried to get them both in his mouth ...... his fingers now aggressively twisting and pinching my nipples. A finger, wet, at the entrance to my hole, teasing, sliding in a little as he sucked my balls. Another draw on the poppers relaxed me as he slipped the finger inside me. I sat up, squatting back, lowering myself further onto his hand and he leaned across and took my cock deep into his mouth, murmuring approvingly.
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