Erotic Encounters, Erotic Massages.
I have always enjoyed getting massages from men. There is just something so erotic and sensual about an anonymous man, trained and willing to bring another man pleasure. My first time, when I was around 20, was in the hands of a dark, Middle Eastern man. I had been so curious. When he stood directly in front of me, the desire was overwhelming. I looked up to see his beautiful, soft cock only inches from my face. There was no hesitation, no second thoughts, I took it into my mouth. His cock immediately grew and thickened and quickly pressed against the back of my throat. What a thrill to feel it, to suck it. When he eventual made me cum with his hand, it was such an intense, whole body experience. I was hooked.
I would see him and other's many times through out my early years. Many times wonderfully pushing my boundaries, experiencing new pleasures. My first male on male kiss, just a peck, but it was amazing. So charged and forbidden. It was my first display that maybe my wants went beyond just sex. Maybe there was something a little deeper.
Funny to think about, but my first deep kiss was with another dark man, before the massage even started. I wasn't ready, I was shocked as he pushed his big tongue into my mouth. Oh, how quickly I gave into it! Forget the massage! I kissed him back, standing in the middle of the room, making out, before moving to my knees and freeing his beautiful, massive cock. It filled my mouth amd made me feel so sexual. Feeling his hands on me, strong sensual, then his muscular, nude body. Laying on me, next to me, grinding, gyrating. I found myself under him, a position that I loved instantly. I licked his balls as he stroked himself above my face. I felt his creamy jizz on my lips and tasted it on my tongue. I came three times with him that afternoon!
Maybe it was "making love" maybe just "fucking." Bending a slim masseur over his table. His tight hole took my cock as he moaned out. Moving inside him slowly, at first, then building until the sounds of our grunts, moans and bodies slamming together filled the room. I had anal sex with a girl before, but this was so much more powerful. My orgasm so much more complete and satisfying.
The sensual encounters I had in the hands of professionals often played out later with others, also. First meetings with like minded men, often started the same ways. Getting nude together, seeing each other, letting our lusts and cravings build. I understood the pleasure those men must of felt in pleasuring those that they massaged. It was addicting to make a man moan. Addicting to make a man tremble and cum. That very first massage. I can remember how erotic it was to feel his bare cock on the sole of my left foot. It's imprinted, memorized. Automatically setting the mood, the tone. An erotic adventure was beginning! Truly, giving massages was as much for me as for them. As I have gotten older, I have found that my attraction has grown. I have found that I love it more and more.
My first 69 was with a masseur. As I layed nude on my back, he climbed onto the table with me. My cock ached and throbbed upon seeing a sexy cock and balls above me. That angle gave a view like no other! Hanging balls, so inviting, lickable cock and glans, so accessible and tempting! His balls rested on my face as his cock slipped down my throat. I could feel my own precum flowing uncontrollably, like a long slow, mini orgasm.
The tables turned when, I as an older man, found myself in the company of someone much younger. There really is nothing like youth, the horniness, the rock hard erections, the orgasms erupting out like a fountain. His body quivered at my touch. I could remember how thrilling it was at that age. His tight, cute little smooth ass, so open to exploring. Running lubed finger tips along the delicate folds of his opening. Hearing his breathing, hearing his soft moans. He was so ready by the time he flipped over onto his back. I knew the need, I knew the desire. I took my cock out and let it rest on his face. It was an explosion of held back desires and emotions. I could see it, I could feel it. I took his cock in my hand, already so wet with his precum. As he licked my cock and balls, he quickly shook and released shot after creamy shot of cum all over himself. The thrill of young cum! The beauty of it covering his body. I rubbed it along his nipples, chest, belly, balls and sensitive cock, as he trembled and moaned.
He continued to run his lips along and lick my shaft. The first time that I received a facial cemented so much for me. It was a kinky gift from a wonderfully, kinky man. I would now give that gift to my eager young friend. He moaned as I rubbed my cock's head on his mouth. Even though he had just experienced a ball draining orgasm, he was still so hard! It was such a turn on! As cum dripped off his heaving chest, I started to cum and it made him gasp! The look of ecstacy on his face as my cum landed and the pleasure washed over him.
Such a horny, willing partner. We explored so much together. We enjoyed each other in so many ways. To see him blossom sexually. To see him give into his powerfull urges. He lusted so much, but could only slowly give into it. I loved every step of the journey, as you can imagine.
I would see him and other's many times through out my early years. Many times wonderfully pushing my boundaries, experiencing new pleasures. My first male on male kiss, just a peck, but it was amazing. So charged and forbidden. It was my first display that maybe my wants went beyond just sex. Maybe there was something a little deeper.
Funny to think about, but my first deep kiss was with another dark man, before the massage even started. I wasn't ready, I was shocked as he pushed his big tongue into my mouth. Oh, how quickly I gave into it! Forget the massage! I kissed him back, standing in the middle of the room, making out, before moving to my knees and freeing his beautiful, massive cock. It filled my mouth amd made me feel so sexual. Feeling his hands on me, strong sensual, then his muscular, nude body. Laying on me, next to me, grinding, gyrating. I found myself under him, a position that I loved instantly. I licked his balls as he stroked himself above my face. I felt his creamy jizz on my lips and tasted it on my tongue. I came three times with him that afternoon!
Maybe it was "making love" maybe just "fucking." Bending a slim masseur over his table. His tight hole took my cock as he moaned out. Moving inside him slowly, at first, then building until the sounds of our grunts, moans and bodies slamming together filled the room. I had anal sex with a girl before, but this was so much more powerful. My orgasm so much more complete and satisfying.
The sensual encounters I had in the hands of professionals often played out later with others, also. First meetings with like minded men, often started the same ways. Getting nude together, seeing each other, letting our lusts and cravings build. I understood the pleasure those men must of felt in pleasuring those that they massaged. It was addicting to make a man moan. Addicting to make a man tremble and cum. That very first massage. I can remember how erotic it was to feel his bare cock on the sole of my left foot. It's imprinted, memorized. Automatically setting the mood, the tone. An erotic adventure was beginning! Truly, giving massages was as much for me as for them. As I have gotten older, I have found that my attraction has grown. I have found that I love it more and more.
My first 69 was with a masseur. As I layed nude on my back, he climbed onto the table with me. My cock ached and throbbed upon seeing a sexy cock and balls above me. That angle gave a view like no other! Hanging balls, so inviting, lickable cock and glans, so accessible and tempting! His balls rested on my face as his cock slipped down my throat. I could feel my own precum flowing uncontrollably, like a long slow, mini orgasm.
The tables turned when, I as an older man, found myself in the company of someone much younger. There really is nothing like youth, the horniness, the rock hard erections, the orgasms erupting out like a fountain. His body quivered at my touch. I could remember how thrilling it was at that age. His tight, cute little smooth ass, so open to exploring. Running lubed finger tips along the delicate folds of his opening. Hearing his breathing, hearing his soft moans. He was so ready by the time he flipped over onto his back. I knew the need, I knew the desire. I took my cock out and let it rest on his face. It was an explosion of held back desires and emotions. I could see it, I could feel it. I took his cock in my hand, already so wet with his precum. As he licked my cock and balls, he quickly shook and released shot after creamy shot of cum all over himself. The thrill of young cum! The beauty of it covering his body. I rubbed it along his nipples, chest, belly, balls and sensitive cock, as he trembled and moaned.
He continued to run his lips along and lick my shaft. The first time that I received a facial cemented so much for me. It was a kinky gift from a wonderfully, kinky man. I would now give that gift to my eager young friend. He moaned as I rubbed my cock's head on his mouth. Even though he had just experienced a ball draining orgasm, he was still so hard! It was such a turn on! As cum dripped off his heaving chest, I started to cum and it made him gasp! The look of ecstacy on his face as my cum landed and the pleasure washed over him.
Such a horny, willing partner. We explored so much together. We enjoyed each other in so many ways. To see him blossom sexually. To see him give into his powerfull urges. He lusted so much, but could only slowly give into it. I loved every step of the journey, as you can imagine.
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