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We didn’t´t have much time to stay together because he had to go to work and I got lost in the way so I arrived really late. I must confess I was nervous like hell at the time but he really made his best to make me feel comfortable and I really felt good. I felt so good that I wanted to meet him again another day with more time, and so we did. img09.deviantart.net When we were finishing I gave him a good tip, the first ever after a massage (it's not normal where I live). He profusely thanked me and mentioned that he was leaving the practice and would instead offer massages at his own apartment. I took his details, of course. As he started working up and down on my other leg, I felt him getting awfully close to my inner thigh. I didn't notice it too much at first, because again I knew this to be par for the course and figured that if he was getting closer than my other massage therapists had it was probably because he was a guy and knew exactly how far he could go before touching anything "sensitive". So without any protests from me, he continued working my leg and then moved on to my hip and my partially exposed butt cheek. But as he kneaded my cheek, I felt him gently slide the sheet completely off of me and continue on with the massage like nothing had happened. I froze and didn't quite know how to respond to this.

A few years later, in Chicago for a design-industry conference, I saw that the fitness center in my hotel offered massage services. I could charge one to my bill and add it to my expense account. Great. I called for an appointment. The only time that worked was 6 a.m., two mornings later. “Too damn early,” I said, then reconsidered. “I’ll take it.” Both of us became pretty tight, which is what you would expect given how F-ing awful they treat you. We used to hang out a lot and I guess we bonded.

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It took me a few minutes to recover from the spasms. In the meantime, he carefully cleaned me up with a warm washcloth. I noticed from the bulge in his trousers that he was excited by this as well. I thanked him, dressed, and left him a nice tip. I wasn’t sure how to explain it, but I had the unmistakable feeling that something significant had taken place. Sanju was an expert. He knew all pressure points and soon I was beginning to relax. He followed the typical masseurs routine of massaging toes of each foot alternately. So I suppose it shouldn't have come as much of a surprise that right after I had widened my legs, he brushed my balls again even more deliberately and even lingered awhile on them. It was then that I knew this guy was planning more than just a massage. Once that revelation hit me, I became fully aroused almost instantly and no amount of bed sheets could conceal that fact.

Also, please, don\’t ask for names of my couples or gay friends. I am not a pimp for anybody. My relationship with them is extremely sacrosanct for me and I will not oblige any such request. We can chat and exchange mails. But that\’s where it ends till we do not build a trust among each other. During that time, I hooked up several times with a few of the inmates. It happens more than people think and not because straight guys are forced into it. I had never been interested in Men at all outside of watching porn and loving BBC porn. But I think that was more around contrast than desire.

About a month ago, I went for a marriage of my of my relatives. It was a destination wedding at a large resort. The resort also had a nice spa. The whole thing ended when I joined the Army and got deployed. He has long since moved somewhere else with his family. Fun times. But that was years ago. I’ve never done anything like that since.” When I was a probie [probation) with the Fire Department, there was another guy assigned to our firehouse, going through the ranks with me. I had half been expecting a massage table given his experience but he asked me to lay face down on his bed. Despite this I could tell he had experience and wasn't making it up as he went. The room was warm and he had towels for me to lie on and used cushions and pillows to make me more comfortable, he also had warm oils. My masseur slowly worked his hands higher and higher, my legs spread even wider on their own. Now he had complete access to me! He took advantage of it also massaging up to my cheeks and 'accidently' bushing my balls as he massaged my inner thigh area.

When I was in college, I played football. Not that I was anything to talk about because I mostly sat on the bench. But there was a first-string dude that I was buddies with where things used to happen.

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He obviously could see from my ring that I was married. At the moment, a thousand miles from home, it didn’t seem to matter. As he was about to finish, he casually asked with a coy smile if I wanted the total works. I was pretty sure I knew what he was referring to, and so I said yes. I doubt he would identify as gay because he was married with a little kid at the time. I’m pretty sure we were both just super curious. Only happened once. I still know the dude.” I had begun the climb in the dark of early morning, to make and clear the peak before the usual afternoon thunderstorms, and had returned in late afternoon. I decided to stay the night at a nearby rustic lodge that featured hot springs. I went onto a popular hookup app to see what I could find. Not sure how it happened but I ended up tapping on a filter that put me in a same-sex category. I eventually got out of it but it was too late, I was already listed in the gay area. Without really thinking about it, I opened my legs just a bit, which only brought more of the teasing. I started to wonder what was really going on here. My imagination was interrupted when he told me to turn over. I wasn’t quite sure what to do, because by now I was fully aroused.

Hearing those stories, imagining this poor young woman staring at me, giggling and pointing, trying to navigate around it, all I felt was incredible embarrassment. No massages for me, I decided. No way. I’m not going to go so far as to say we were boyfriends because we weren’t. But when we weren’t at work, we did make out a few times and more. I was bumped when he got transferred a year after making it through probation.” Because of my hobbies, I feel my bum is one of my best features, quite muscular and firm from running and cycling, and I had always enjoyed playing with it myself but I had never had another person, male or female really touch it intimately before, how I have craved over the years.After finishing with my legs, Sanju moved to massage my chest and stomach. He was a bit erotic with my chest. Sometimes caressing, even pinching my nipples. I was already quite hard and now his foreplay was only making matters worse. While we were staying at a state campground, one of the park rangers came by our camping area to warn us of pending severe weather. I think the guy was around 30 years old? There was only one time where I ever got it on with another dude and that happened at my gym, around 10-years ago. The truth is, I had always wanted to know what it was like so not going to lie. When summer was over, he got transferred to another building. Not going to say I didn’t enjoy it and I know he liked it too.”