My Massage With Benefits

I always look forward to my monthly massages. I take the afternoon off and driving to the next city. As soon as I enter his outer office I smell those familiar scents of massage oil and incense. Stephan calls from the other room, "Hi Paul, make yourself comfortable." He comes out to greet me, we hug. I follow him into the massage room. The door closes, no windows, a simple lamp.

His table is perfectly made. He asks, "Is it warm enough?" I nod and smile and start undressing. He is undressing as well and a second later we're both naked. He comes to me for another hug - this one with feeling. I climb onto his table. Face down. I reach down and make sure my cock and balls are comfortable and pushed out so they're between my thighs. I hear him pump cream into his hand. As he steps around to the head of the table his cock gently brushes by my dangling arm. I know what he wants. I reach around and take it. I love stroking him. His shaft is thick. I play with the extra skin, pulling it back and then rolling it out to cover his head. I can masturbate him if I want. I start stroking him and in an instant he's hard. This continues until he slowly pulls away. Both his hands start on my neck and shoulders. "Any issues today?" "No", I say. "Are we massaging your prostate?" "Oh, yes".

The massage continues. When he starts to work on my hamstrings his hands gently slide up the inner leg and brush my cock. I smile. He's such a tease, I say to myself. Once he finishes with my feet, which feels so good, he goes back up and works my cheeks. A special area that is usually overlooked in traditional massages. Pumping a fresh hand of oil, his fingers work their way closer and closer until they're rubbing the entrance to my anus. I slowly spread my legs and arch up for him. I am so relaxed by now that his finger almost falls into the edge of my hole. He stops, letting the moment linger. Then he goes in. I arch again. I can feel my cock drip precum as it raises from the sheet. Oh, I want him in me. He's found his rhythm and starts to slide in and out. Then he finds my prostate. He ever so gently starts to connect with it, his fingertip almost making love to it. I arch once more so my ass is up in the air. On my knees. I'm all his. Precum is pouring from my semi hard cock. He reaches through my legs and take me cock. One hand in me, one hand stroking me. I ask if I can turn over. He helps me rotate and guides one leg over his shoulder. Finger still in me, he bends and takes my cock in his mouth. In all my years I've never felt the intensity. He sucks, slides down over the whole shaft and down his throat, nibbles on the head and then relaxes. All the while tickling my prostate. He then takes my cock in his hand, speeds up his finger in me and starts to masturbate me. He wants it. I want him to take it. We both know it won't be long. I feel the throbbing beginning in my groin. It comes from deep within. Then it begins to tingle. His finger is driving me crazy. I want to cum in his mouth. The precum starts up first. Then I feel the cum begin. It feels like a flood rushing up my shaft. His finger still working, he puts my cock back in his mouth, tightens his lips and sucks...and sucks...and sucks. The explosion of my warm juice is almost unbearable. My hand goes down over the top of his head. I squeeze and squeeze and squeeze. He continues to suck it in, swallowing as he goes. I'm moaning. "Oh, my god!!!!" By now, I don't even remember when, he's taken his finger out. I squeeze a few more times and then I just relax. His lips slide up off my shaft. He has swallowed most of my load.

He walks to the sink and spits once. "Everything ok?" "OMG yes", I mange to whisper. We smile at each other. We've given each other pleasure. He encourages me to stay on the table for a bit. We know my knees are weak. Finally I get up and get dressed. Another really long, tight hug. The kind of embrace two lovers give after sex. We both feel satisfied. And we both know we'll see each other again. I can barely wait!