He led me down the hall to the massage room, which I couldn't help but notice had even more of a sensuous feel to it. Jim welcomed me with one of those handshake and shoulder to shoulder man hugs that men do, and locked the door behind me so we knew it would just be the two of us.
I spent the rest of the week in a state of semi arousal just thinking about it.įriday afternoon finally rolled around and I showed up just after closing time, my stomach full of butterflies. He even joked about making it past closing time, so I felt pretty confident that he was on the same page. I was nervous when I made the call, but he seemed happy to hear from me and more than willing to set up another session. And before I knew it, I had made the call to Jim and set up another late afternoon massage session. The more I thought about doing it again, the more I started planning it. The more I thought about it, the more I found myself thinking about doing it again. The thing that made it especially erotic to me was that when I thought about stroking his cock, I also thought about how it would feel. I thought a lot about how his cock looked, hard and oily, and how it felt sliding through my fingers.
Oddly I spent more time thinking about pleasuring him. I kept remembering what it felt like to slowly stroke him off, and how great it was when he did me. It had been intriguing, but not something I wanted to do again.īut over time, I kept having memories, dreams, thoughts.even fantasies about the experience. It had been an incredibly erotic experience, but I kinda made the decision that once was enough for that particular type of adventure. It had been something that neither of us had planned, neither of us were gay, it just kind of happened.
Some unexpected contact, some unanticipated arousal, and some spilled oil led to a mutually satisfying hand job session. Jim was still learning and did it for half price. Just to quickly recap, I had gone into my regular massage place and Kelly, my long time female massage therapist, had been out, and a new guy had convinced me to let him do the massage. It had been a few months since my first ever massage by a man turned into my first ever sexual experience with another guy.