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Sensual Massage is being more and more discovered recently by many, in particularly by straight men. For a long time sensual and erotic massage was seen as rather sordid affair with the word massage used as a pseudonym for sex services. But over the past 10 years, there has been a definite separation from the rub and tug version of massage that many men, (straight, bisexual or gay) are finding that a professional sensual massage by a professional male sensual masseur satisfies both the need for a firm massage as well as the desire to include arousal and possible orgasm.

Also for the straight (married) man who may usually take a sensual massage from a female erotic masseur taking this massage from another man seems to lessen any sense of guilt in betraying the partners whilst still have some pleasure for himself. If he is able to put aside any gay issues that may creep in to his head and just enjoy the touch for what it is then most of these men say that having a sensual massage from another man seems totally natural and extremely pleasurable. Increasingly both men and women, gay, bi and straight, single, partnered or married are trying sensual massage, often for the first time and are finding that it ticks a lot of boxes and without interfering with their day to day lives or relationships.

As a side benefit it also seems to provide a private environment where if the “receiver” wants it there is time to talk about any personal issues or worries that  they may have. The massage environment provides a safe place and an empathetic masseur can often offer a rare non judgmental and often experienced ear to give advice and support in areas such as sexuality, or sexual performance. Subjects many men find hard to share with partners, friends even their doctors.

Following this article is a copy of email correspondence received by Colin of Massage 33 one of Londons most experienced masseurs and sex mentors. The email is from a married man living in the US. Colin comments that over 50% of his clients are men exploring man to man sensual massage for the first time and that many of these are coming from what one might term as a traditionally straight background. Colin has his theory about this, which is touched on in his reply to Scott.

From Scott – Austin Texas

Hello Colin,
I recently became a member of your site:  Massage33.com. I have been happily married for almost 24 years and have found great joy in giving my wife massages throughout our marriage. Your site has opened my eyes to the potential of receiving sensual touch from a man. I am so impressed with the way you expain the benefits of male to male touch. Your knowledge  of psychology and sexuality are wonderful. Your ability to apply these concepts in massage amazes me. By simply watching your videos, I become very relaxed and energised. What you offer is genuine. You make be wish I lived in the UK rather than the USA. Now that my eyes have been opened, I am hoping I can find a masseur in the state of Texas, perhaps near Austin, who offers sensual massage. I do believe that tantric massage can be transformation for me and for countless others. I hope I have a chance to at least talk to you over the phone to  further share how much I appreciate your enlightenment.
Thanks so much!
Scott

Colin’s reply

Dear Scott
Thanks you so much for your kind feedback its always appreciated and I am so pleased that you have found the site of benefit. Massage and particularly sensual massage is a very powerful experience. Human beings are sensual animals and so much of what we are about is connected to intimate and caring arousal. Its how we communicated for hundreds of thousands of years and of course it plays an enormous part in the reproduction of our species, so its no wonder that we all adore the feeling of arousing touch.
I believe that man to man intimate touch is also part of natures plan, its is the vehicle by which young men turn from being competitive procreators to cooperative providers. One male touching another male intimately indicates trust and a bond between one another. You will find that when you allow another man to hold and caress your balls you will feel a fundamental shift in your bodies physiology from tension to relaxation and visa versa cementing the bond between two co-operative males. The only difference today is that unlike pre historic man we have to battle with the cultural and religious programming that says its wrong!
I will be writing more articles on the powers of sensual and erotic massage showing that sensual massage can be given by men of all sexualities to both other men and women but in the mean time I recommend you join the new M33 Xtra area of the web site to view the descriptions of the massages and view the videos of the actual massages being given by myself and my team of masseurs at Massage33.
All the best
Colin

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Sex Blogger Interview

Colin, Master Masseur and Sex Mentor and co founder of Sensual Massage Movies recently gave an interview to the well known US Sex Blogger C.J Asher.

 C.J. Asher is a blogger on various subject matters and trending topics related to sexuality, such as prostitution, women’s rights, sex trafficking and LGBT issues as well as the adult entertainment industry, having interviewed celebrities such as Moonlite Bunny Ranch owner Dennis Hof and Joanna Angel, adult film star and the owner of BurningAngel.com.  C.J. is also an author and has just released his debut novel, Quarter Past Midnight, about a young woman whose job as an exotic dancer unexpectedly leads her into the sordid world of a high-end escort service.

C.J. currently resides in Philadelphia, PA and his blog can be found at CJAsher.com.

C.J. Asher, sex & adult entertainment blogger and erotic author based out of Philadelphia, PA

C.J. Asher Interviews Sensual Masseur Colin

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C.J. Asher – Tell me a little about yourself… your age, education and where you’re from.

Colin – I am fifty five years old. I was privately educated in United Kingdom preparatory and public schools and studied Hotel Management at University. I was born in London to an upper middle class family; I was the youngest of four with three much older sisters. My parents moved to Devon when I was two years old in order to buy a 130-bed hotel where I grew up on a remote cliff top ten miles from the nearest town. After University, I took over as Managing Director of the family hotel and ran it from when I was twenty two until I was forty. I met my wife in 1986 and was married for seventeen years, during which time I had five children, until my divorce in 2004 and for 5 years explored my sexuality with other men but I’m comfortably bisexual now and in a relationship with female partner but, within my career, I work with men, women and couples of all sexualities.

C.J. Asher – So what exactly is your job Colin?

I am a professional sensual masseur and sex mentor based out of the United Kingdom . As well as giving sensual massages to men, women and couples I also give sexual performance & relationship support and counselling I initially trained as a masseur in 1995 and the over the past ten years I have added to this a formal training in Sex Therapy, Neuro Linguistic Programming and Imago Relationship Therapy and have now expanded my work to include Colin has expanded his services to include, workshops, public speaking and even group senevents for men, women and couples.

C.J. Asher – Tell me about your interest in studying human sexuality.

Colin – I’m fascinated by human sexuality. I think sex and sexual intimacy is an incredibly important part of life, but for many people, sex and sexuality are things that just happen. But when we don’t work at understanding and improving our sexual selves or our partners, a sense of unhappiness or lack of fulfillment can affect our broader sense of self. I’ve made it my calling to teach people how to achieve better physiological and emotional sexual fulfillment within relationships. By improving sexual skills and incorporating more intimacy and better communication into our relationships we not only make the whole experience more satisfying but also enhance our own sense of self. I work particularly with aspects of male sexuality and male and female sexual fulfillment. I speak about and lead workshops on sex and sexuality and sensual massage and I help single men, single women and couples of all sexualities on improving intimacy and sexual connection. I also offer personal and professional teaching to singles and couples and groups in psycho-sensual and sensual massage as a practical tool to increase confidence and enhance foreplay and intimate love-making.


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C.J. Asher – How does sensual massage differ from a standard massage that a masseur or masseuse at a spa would offer? 

Colin – The primary difference is that it embraces intimacy and arousal as a part of the massage treating this natural human function as part of the massage, not just as a pleasurable addition but as an emotional and physiological treatment promoting high level of oxytocin that ensures that the receiver benefits from the total relaxation and intimate connection (we are tribal animals and designed to bond with others of our species) and following orgasm the promotion of prolactin that enhances total respite, particularly in men. For men, it also allows them an environment to explore male to male intimacy without it becoming overtly sexual. Fifty percent of my male clients define themselves publicly and happily as heterosexual, but still enjoy male to male intimacy. I also help men with erection and sexual anxiety problems and the massage provides as real a situation, so the actual dynamic can be observed and diagnosed and techniques put into practice. Increasingly, I am seeing more and more female clients, who come to see me for a variety of reasons such as:

– Women who enjoy regular massage and to have their muscles worked professionally but who also want to experience intimate arousing touch in order to connect with the deeper primal sensual part of themselves.
– Women who want to enjoy the firm yet tender touch of a man without the need to perform or give back sexually.
– Women who know that arousal and ultimate orgasm can also be enjoyed through gentle prolonged intimate touch rather than penetrative intercourse.
– Women who believe that it is right to be able to experience arousal and orgasm without commitment and responsibilities of a relationship.

Also, I have as clients many women from backgrounds that are more restricted through cultural rules or religious beliefs and whose sex lives have been unfulfilled and who can’t explore sensuality socially outside their situation. What I provide gives discretion and safety, but also the space to explore and let go as much as they want without being judged. Couples are quite diverse, but the most common experience is the husband or boyfriend who wants their female partner to receive a sensual massage and either watch or give with me. I see this as more an acknowledgement that the male partner feels he can’t fully fulfill his female partner and that she has expressed this fantasy, which is actually quite natural for women to want attention by multiple males. I also see couples who want to expand their sex lives so they come to me to learn better foreplay through massage and discuss the areas they can explore together.

C.J. Asher – What are some of the common misconceptions that people have about the work that you do?

Colin – That clients come to me just for the sexual thrill or that I am just an escort. Why would anyone want to talk about, deal with, or explore their sex life? Mostly when I speak with people for the first time, they are fascinated and often take the opportunity to tell me stuff they want to talk about without feeling judged. Sometimes in the most public of places such as dinner parties, on the train and even in shops and cafes!

C.J. Asher – What other services do you provide besides massage and counseling?  I see on your website that you help clients set up their own sensual and erotic-themed events…?

Colin – Yes, I run private workshops, and group events as well as public speaking on sex and sexuality. A group workshop is designed to be primarily educational and, depending on the topic, will focus on teaching aspects of sexual performance, sensual massage and the psychology of sexuality. Most group workshops are for between four and ten people and, if the workshop includes massage practice, it will also include volunteers for the attendees to practice on. Group workshops can either be one-off single occasions or part of a series over a couple of weeks. All group workshops are designed to be relaxed and welcoming and, although the topics covered may involve nudity and arousal, they are not designed to be social mixer occasions but more about teaching and learning new skills. A group event, on the other hand, can be anything from a presentation or demonstration to a full blown party. They are primarily designed to be social occasions bringing together likeminded people to meet and explore the world of sensuality and sexuality. Drawing on my hospitality background, the events I organize bring together a combination of my skills as a twenty-year experienced hotelier and ten-year experienced masseur and sex mentor. Created as an alternative to the themed adult parties or large adult events that some people find a bit mechanical and intimidating, my events are created to let people explore their sexuality in a sophisticated elegant and sensual environment, where personal choice is respected but boundaries can be broad. Group events are usually from six to thirty in attendance, dependent on the type of event.

IMG_1184C.J. Asher – What are most of your clients looking for when they come to you for either massage or counseling sessions?

Colin – All are seeking a place that they can express, explore or remedy something sexual that they can’t do elsewhere. I have seen over 6,000 clients in ten years so the reasons are many and every client brings a different need, whether it’s the twenty eight year old who ejaculates in his pants even in a medical examination with a doctor or the wife of eighteen years who is still a virgin because her husband has such bad premature ejaculation he has never been able to penetrate her. Or the woman who has never had an orgasm or the married man with kids who is desperate to experience male to male sexual intimacy, but does not see himself as gay, or the couple who can’t have kids because her body keeps rejecting his sperm because, although she loves him, her unconscious knows he is a physically weak male.

 

C.J. Asher – Do anti-prostitution laws impact the types of services you provide?

Colin– In the UK, prostitution is not illegal but running a brothel is. So, on a one-to-one basis, I am completely legal, but I am still defined as giving sexual service (since it involves arousal although there is no legal definition of “sexual service”!), even though it provides a much needed remedial and educational environment. I see the need is more relevant for women than men since, if a female does not receive regular sexual stimulation, she can become emotionally and physiologically affected. Masturbation for men is an adequate release for lack of sex, but for women clitoral stimulation, while pleasurable, does not re-create the act of fucking. Vaginas need exercising and, for females, no matter how demure they may be publicly, the core sexual need is to be desired sexually and to feel that primal desire sexually. If the male partner is not able to provide this and she is unable to seek it elsewhere then she often will become overweight, emotionally unwell, or physically unwell. Once diagnosed as “hysteria” in Victorian times, I actually provide similar treatments as the Victorian doctors used to, such as masturbation to orgasm. The difference is that the females I see are not told that they are mentally ill, but that their feelings are normal, natural and understood. The treatment is not given with disdain, but is designed to be fulfilling, caring and stimulating.

C.J. Asher – Are love and sex always intertwined in the work you do or can they be separate?

Colin – For relationships to last, they must have a good basis of sexual and sensual intimacy between the two parties no matter what sexuality they are. Humans are not a naturally sexually monogamous species. When it comes to survival, we are in fact a pretty inadequate species and only because we have developed a highly evolved brain have we survived. Thus, we need to procreate at often as we can with as many different partners as we can. A female needs to have a choice of genetics when seeking a make, so the sexual relay race is how she is most sexually natural, hence why most women fantasize about the threesome or multiple-male encounter. She needs the best sperm and the best protector and these may not necessarily be the same male, so sex with multiple males means that, when the offspring is born, none of the males know who the father is but they all have a vested interest in keeping the child alive just in case it is theirs. So males need to fuck at every opportunity with whomever is offering and females need to fuck with a selection of males that she deems would make a good team of potential fathers, providers and protectors.  Physical intimacy, on the other hand, is even more important, as being an insecure species it is the glue that binds us together. We respond to touch amazingly quickly, it relaxes us, energizes our immune system and bonds us into our nurturing units. I believe that it is not necessarily the search for satisfaction of orgasm that breaks up relationships, but more the need for physical intimacy and sensual arousal. To touch a person intimately in the most private and vulnerable places on the body and to be allowed to touch those parts means total acceptance and trust and this is what I believe is one of our most fundamental needs as humans. No touch = no trust = sense of rejection = fear of abandonment = anger = aggressive behavior to survive. So, in answer to your question, yes, sex can be had without love and love without sex, but what is important is that, when the sex is taking place itself that, at that moment, it is intimacy connecting trusting and fulfilling of both parties. If the sex goes from a relationship the physical intimacy does not need to go. I often teach men who have erection problems how to use sensual massage as a replacement to fucking their partners since, when this happens, it’s not the sex she is missing but the sexual intimacy… hands, fingers dlldos, etc. can all be adequate replacements cocks!

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C.J. Asher – What types of clients, such as male, female, straight and gay, do you personally prefer performing massage services for?

Colin – I have no preference in the client’s gender or sexuality, it’s more about the attitude. Generally, I see men who are in professions that are people-focused and not goal-focused, so solicitors, human resources, trainers and hospitality guys are all good clients. They receive well and respect me as the therapist. Barristers, politicians, guys in the military, salesman and bankers I see rarely but, when I do, they are often quite predatory and have a lack of empathy for others so it can became a bit of a wrestling match!

As for women, to be honest, a women who responds well (such as with noise and movement) is very rewarding. Men fundamentally seek approval while women seek to be desired; basic primal drivers for sex and procreation to happen. If a women responds well, it makes me feel approved of and that I’m doing a good job. No response will cause me to be more cautious and less explorative. Every man knows that when a women makes appreciative noises and movements it turns him on. Sadly, I see many couples where the female is too scared to respond and the man is too nervous to take the initiative, so both end up being anxious and unfulfilled. I teach these people to change their dynamics: for her to be expressive and for him to be assertive. 

C.J. Asher – What outside resources, such as sex clubs and fetish groups, do you recommend for those clients who want to experiment or try something new to spice up their sex lives?

Colin – Much depends on the client’s needs, but for couples I suggest sophisticated adult parties, tantric workshops, maybe the odd fetish club if appropriate. Often, it’s one member of the couples’ needs and not always the others. For single men exploring their sexuality, use some apps and web sites and likewise for single women such as Tinder and Blendr. Of course, I also recommend my sensual massage workshops.

C.J. Asher – What is the most rewarding aspect of your work?

Colin – To be able to help someone be who they want to be, to see my treatments release their insecurities and lack of self-esteem and to see the butterfly emerge from the chrysalis (at any age) to help them understand and fill any maternal or paternal emotional connection that has been underdeveloped, even missed, in the child that still yearns to be satisfied and completed.

For more information about Colin and his services, please visit http://www.massage33.comand http://www.intimacymatters.co.uk.

You dont have to be gay to like other men

Here at SMM we regularly get feedback from our male members who enjoy watching our movies and many say that it is the physical intimacy they see in the scenes that they enjoy as much as the actual sexual activity. This is heartening for us since as the makers of these movies we decided from the outset that we would not film excessive sexual activity but keep the content to hands and bodies, oil cocks and orgasm. We also recognise that many of our members are men who are in happy, or at least functional heterosexual relationship with female partners. Most of these men publicly define themselves as heterosexual but privately acknowledge that they are bi sexual or bicurious.

We found this article recently written by  Psychotherapist, certified sex therapist, and relationship therapist at Joe Kort & Associates, PC www.joekort.com in which he overviews his beleifes as to why some men like other men but who do not see themselves as gay.

Why Some Straight Men Are Romantically or Sexually Attracted to Other Men

During the last three decades, in reaction to prejudiced and destructive anti-gay attitudes, we’ve seen the pendulum swing so far in the other direction that it’s now become almost a therapeutic credo, not to mention a requirement of political correctness, to assume that men who have sex with men are “in denial” and need help to recognize and accept their “true” homosexual orientation. In fact, neither extreme represents the experience of many men. The truth is that many men who have sex with men aren’t gay or even bisexual. Although their mental and emotional state resembles that of the initial stages of coming out, gay and bisexual men go on to develop a gay or a bisexual identity, whereas these men don’t.

Many types of men engage in same-sex relationships, for a variety of reasons. Here are a few of them:

  • Acting out early-childhood sexual abuse: This is also known as “homosexual imprinting.” These heterosexual men are not homosexually oriented. They do not sexually desire, nor are they aroused by, other men. However, they compulsively reenact childhood sexual abuse by male perpetrators through their sexual behaviors with other men. If a basically heterosexual boy is molested by a male relative, he may keep “returning to the scene of the crime” to defuse his emotional pain or desensitize himself to it. When his original trauma gets cleared up, the “homosexual” behavior he’s reenacting ceases. This isn’t about gayness; it is about sexual abuse.
  • Sex work or escorting: These heterosexual men voluntarily engage in sexual behavior with other men for the financial reward, but they lack desire for other men and are aroused by the sexual behavior, not by the man. It is widely known in the porn and sex work industries that straight men who have sex with men are paid more than they would be for sex with women.
  • Seeking intensely arousing but personally shameful experiences (e.g., penetration by a dildo, bondage): These are heterosexual men who are strongly interested in various sexual experiences that many people might label “homosexual.” To avoid being identified in this way by women, they seek out men, whom they perceive as nonjudgmental.
  • First sexual experience: Sometimes heterosexual males experiment with other males sexually, usually in adolescence and/or young adulthood (up to age 25), for the experience or to satisfy curiosity.
  • Availability/opportunity: These straight men have high sex drives and are sexually aroused easily. They connect with men for physical sexual release, which can be quick and easy and allows them avoid having to emotionally engage.
  • Father hunger: These are heterosexual men who crave affection and attention from their fathers and seek sex with men as a way of getting that male nurturance and acceptance.
  • Sexual orientation toward men but emotional/romantic orientation toward women: These are men who are romantically attracted to women and are usually partnered with women. They can be sexual with women they love, but they are predominately aroused and driven sexually by desire for sex with other men.
  • Narcissism: These are straight men who are self-absorbed and have a constant need for attention and acceptance; they use sexuality with men to be worshipped and adored.
  • Sexual addiction: “Gay” behavior can be the result of sexual addiction. But even a “cured” sex addict may still feel attracted to men, as do celibate gay priests.
  • Cuckolding: These straight men enjoy fantasies of — or the reality of — their female partners having sex with other men, either in front of them, nearby or with their knowledge about when and where it occurs. They’re often sexually aroused by feeling humiliated that their female partners are being pleased by another man whom they see as more potent and better endowed. Other men enjoy being sexual with another man’s female partner in front of him, or at least with his knowledge. Sometimes they engage in sexual behavior with the man, but only in the presence of the female partner.
  • Exhibitionism: These straight men enjoy being looked at by both men and women as long as they are being admired for their bodies. Many are body builders and muscular and enjoy the homoerotic attention of gay men and might even flirt with gay men to encourage more admiration.
  • Sexual release in prison: These straight men engage in sexual behavior with other men in prison. Their sexual release with another person occurs with men only because men are what’s available. Once released from prison, these men no longer engage in sexual behavior with men.

This is by no means an exhaustive list of reasons that some straight men might engage in sexual behavior with other men. In any case, it’s crucial to give each man who has sex with men information about homosexuality, bisexuality and the coming-out process, sexual abuse, sexual addiction, family-of-origin issues, and mood disorders that could contribute to the desire to have sex with men. However, it’s up to the man himself to decide if his interest in sex with other men is the beginning of the coming-out process, a sign of early sexual abuse, a sexual addiction, or some other form of acting out. It could also just be that once-in-a-while sex with men is something that a man might want and means nothing more than that. As Freud is often said to have remarked, “Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar!”

Massage Story Winners

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In June 2015, we approached our valued members and fans asking if they would like to share their very best massage stories, each of which would be entered into a competition to win one of 3 SMM memberships. We would like to thank everyone who took the time to send in their stories to us and have been overwhelmed by the number of stories received. Below are our favourite three, each of which wins one of three memberships. (Prizes will be distributed shortly). We have also linked some of our other favourite stories we felt should also receive a mention.

1st Place – Winner – Better Late Than Never
A Years Free Membership to sensualmassagemovies.com

2nd Place – Runner Up – The Group
6 Months Free Membership to sensualmassagemovies.com

3nd Place – 2nd Runner Up – Married First Timer
1 Months Free Membership to sensualmassagemovies.com

A link to ‘The Best Of The Rest’ follows the top 3 stories:


1ST PLACE – BETTER LATE THAN NEVER

“What am I doing here?” The question kept repeating itself in my head as I stood waiting for the entry system to buzz me into the apartment block. I became more nervous as the minutes ticked by. Had I arrived for my massage appointment at the wrong time? Had my chosen masseur cancelled? Had I failed to pick up a voicemail? What was I doing there? Why was I, a 50 year-old married man, waiting outside a central London address to supposedly meet with a masseur whose web-site stated that he offered full body sensual massage to gay, bi or simply curious men?
The answer to all these questions was quite simply that I had booked a sensual massage, out of curiosity – a desire to explore the meaning of male to male intimacy and to experience it – but it seemed my attempt had been in vain. I checked my phone for messages or voice mails. There were none. My appointment time was now almost 10 minutes gone, so I reluctantly turned away from the door and started slowly down the street towards the nearest tube station.
It was then I heard a voice calling my name – “Alex, is that you? I am SO sorry to be late! I am Rafael.” The voice was deep and cut with a thick accent. I turned in the direction of the sound to see a stunningly handsome, tall and well-dressed man rushing towards me, towing two small Dachshunds behind him. He arrived at the doorway and extended his hand towards me.
“Please, I must apologise. My mother, she need me to look after dogs while workmen fix her heating. They will not bother us for the massage. I keep them in separate room. ” His accent made his deep-set voice all the more attractive and his smile brightened up a dull and grey London afternoon. His web-site did not do him justice. His Brazilian good looks were devastating and his demeanour was charming. “Please, come in. So sorry again. I rush to mother’s house and leave my phone at home, so could not call you.”
We climbed the stairs to his second floor apartment and he quickly ushered me into his studio which was meticulously prepared for a massages session. He disappeared briefly after telling me he would give the dogs some water and leave them in his bedroom where they had their own basket! His re-appearance caught me off-guard – he had removed his jacket as we climbed the stairs, but as he entered his studio, he was stripping off his sweater, revealing as he did so, a magnificent chest and six-pack.
“Please have seat. I must shower to be fresh for giving massage. I am so hot from rushing. Please, I leave clothes here. I do not want disturb dogs again.” I nodded my assent. I could hardly speak. He unbuckled his belt and slipped out of his figure hugging jeans. He wore no underwear and as he turned to leave the room I just caught a glimpse of his manhood. I was embarrassed to have looked so deliberately, but I wanted to see what had filled his jeans so wonderfully – low-hanging balls and a long un-cut dick swung gently between thick muscular thighs. I caught myself thinking that I had chosen well after all!
I heard the shower being turned on and he called through to me. “You want shower too? Please join me. It will relax you.” Who was I to turn down such an offer? And I did think that a shower might calm me down a little. Although I had received many therapeutic massages over a number of years, meeting Rafael for the first time, for a sensual massage, had made me nervous and my heart was beating fast.
“Thank you. That would be great.” I carefully took off my clothes and left them beside his discarded sweater and jeans before padding through to the bathroom. My body, which I always thought was in fair shape for a guy my age, paled into insignificance beside Rafael’s. He was a good 6 inches taller than me, and much more muscular. However, he complimented me on my youthful slimness and stood to one side to allow me into the stream of water gushing from the shower. He turned me round so that my back was towards him and gently squeezed some body-wash over my shoulders. His large hands were soon rubbing the smooth liquid into lather all over me. His hands caressed my back and moved round to smooth over my chest and hips. His fingers lingered briefly in my groin and I felt him move closer towards me. It was clear that he was slightly aroused and his hands asserted that my own erection was growing. He turned me round to face him. Seeing his magnificence at close quarters made my loins stir even more, and he began to allow the shower to disperse the lather from both our bodies.
When we were both rinsed off, he grabbed a large towel and enveloped us both in it. Being dried like that, by this smiling god-like man was both stimulating and calming. His reassuring voice and gentleness was just what I needed to calm my beating heart.
“Now, you come for massage. Please, you lie on front first.” He adjusted the head-rest so that I was perfectly comfortable before reaching toward the oil, already warming in a small heater. The first touch of his oiled hands on my back and shoulders was thrilling and I knew I was in the presence of a master. Long flowing strokes worked the length of my back, over my butt and down my legs. He re-positioned himself at the top of the massage table and began to press ever more firmly down the length of my back. I could feel the warmth of his breath on my neck and shoulders as he worked, and I sensed that he was fully engaged in his craft. Although my head was cradled in the head-rest, I could see his feet firmly planted under me. I sensed too that his groin was close to my head. As he moved round to the right of the table, I felt the slight slap of his erection as it caught the end of the table next to my face. Dare I look up? Too late – he had moved down to the mid-section of the table to work further on my lower back, gliding his hands under my ribs with a gentle rocking action and allowing my ever increasing erection some welcome room! My butt received serious attention as I writhed slightly with pleasure. It was then that I felt his own erection in my hand. He left it there for a few seconds before continuing down the table, massaging my thigh and lower leg. I could hear him move round to the other side of the table and he began to work his way up my other leg toward my thigh and butt. Once more his erection was in my hand! This time I closed my fingers round it and marvelled at its girth. Rafael let out a tiny moan, but he did not move away. I was transfixed. I had never touched another man’s penis and had certainly never held an erect one. My own feelings were conflicted. Was I seriously trying to maintain that I was a straight man? What was I doing? But I knew that I was relishing every moment of this encounter.
When Rafael moved away and returned to the top of the table, he once more completed some long lingering strokes down the length of my back, separating my butt cheeks on the downward path and reaching lightly under my ribs on the return. After several blissful repeats of this move, he whispered to me that it was time to turn over. As I began to roll myself over, he gently cradled my head in his hand and supported my neck. He removed the head-rest and placed a small cushion under my head. As I looked up at his beaming smile, his massive erection was reaching out over my forehead. Laying his hand on my chest, he moved slowly down to my side and, with his free hand, began oiling my chest. Two hands were soon enveloping my upper body and he gradually worked down to my groin. My own erection was throbbing and pulsing. As he took it in his hand, I shuddered in delight. Nothing in my experience had ever felt like this. He took my right hand and guided it towards his butt. I caressed its magnificent taughtness and allowed myself the sheer joy of moving my fingers and feeling between his butt cheeks. His ball sack was hanging low and heavy and I could see his smile broaden in pleasure. He took my other hand and led it towards his throbbing member and curled my fingers tightly round it. Taking my cock in his two hands he began to slide his fists over the length of my shaft till I was on the verge of orgasm. He slowed and began to thrust his body slowly against the table so that his cock was slithering in and out of my clenched fist. His head was thrown back and he let out a long soft moan. He thrusted harder and pumped my cock faster. I shuddered and let out a stifled yell, spurting and writhing as I climaxed furiously. And as if by magic of his own making, I felt his warm cum erupt all over my belly. I grabbed for his legs and he fell forward onto my stomach. How long we remained like that I can’t say. But the feeling was fantastic.
When Rafael finally stood up, he thanked me! He was the masseur, but he was thanking me. “You are clever man. Few make me cum like you. You will return for more massages?”
All my conflicted feelings left me. “What am I doing here?” I knew then what I had been doing. I had entered a world of male intimacy. Any lingering doubts as to my sexuality were forgotten. Labels were of no consequence. Here was sensuality of the highest order. Here were two men revelling in their intimacy. Here was male joy in abundance. I would return to my daily life, but I would also return to Rafael.


2ND PLACE – THE GROUP

One of the most fun, sensual massage experiences I have ever had was a group massage exchange. It was about 15 years ago when I was visiting New York. Before I arrived I had searched for masseurs and came across a weekly, men’s massage exchange group. I contacted the group’s leader and then I found myself one evening in South Manhattan climbing a flight of stairs in a commercial building to I didn’t know what.
At the top of the stairs I was warmly greeted by Rob the coordinator of the group and he introduced me to the 3 or 4 guys who were already there. We nodded and waited in silence while others arrived. When anyone spoke it was a whisper but the main thing that I remember was that no one made eye contact with anyone else. By the time the group was to start I was surprised that there were about 20 guys present, of various ages and builds. The evening formally started with all of us standing in a circle introducing ourselves and where we came from. After this Rob broke us into groups of 3. It was explained that one person in each group would be caressed by the other two and their clothes removed. Being new to the group I was the first to be caressed. Instinctively I closed my eyes so I wouldn’t be distracted from the sensations of the other two touching me, first through my clothes then on my skin as they stripped me. Stripping is the wrong word as it felt more as if my clothes were slipped off me. It was a calming, intimate, sensual but not sexual experience. Once I was naked we caressed the next person in our group and I remember focusing on his erogenous areas, his neck, sides, inner and outer thighs with gentle strokes often just using my fingerstpis as we touched and removed his clothes. After repeating this for the third man, the entire room was naked.
The next exercise was for us to stand in two circles, an inner and an outer circle. Rob then demonstrated with one of the guys how to hug a man with your body and not just your shoulders. After that we moved around the circle introducing ourselves to each other and hugging. The intimacy was wonderful. Some people you hugged around the upper back, others the lower back. Always the introduction ended in a smile to each other and sometimes a spontaneous gentle kiss. With some guys as the hug separated we continued to hold hands. One guy I remember hugged me with one arm and grabbed my dick with the other. I presume that he did that with everyone. After the hugging we returned to the single circle, I and most of the guys were sporting erections or half erections.
Next the massage tables emerged. Rob asked for a volunteer to demonstrate massage strokes. I remember that the volunteer was a younger latin guy with a glorious smile. Rob demonstrated the strokes including some genital massage. After that we were invited to form pairs at each of the massage tables. Not knowing anyone I quickly stood by a table waiting for someone to stand by me. A lovely man, about my age and my height (6’4”), John, came and stood by me. Again being new John offered to massage me first. We were encouraged to talk to each other about particular likes and dislikes with being massaged and to offer suggestions to our masseur. Again this was something new to me as I have always taken on the role of a passive (no pun intended) recipient of a massage, good or bad. John used long, firm strokes over my back and legs. I remember starting to melt, then after 10 minutes we were instructed to roll over for the second half of the massage. Again John repeated these delicious long strokes over my body and finished by massaging my cock and balls. Touching of the masseurs was encouraged. During the back massage John allowed his cock to rub against my body and he placed it in my hand so that I could pleasure him as he was pleasuring me. During my front massage I was rubbing my hand over John’s chest, abs or his also hard, cut cock.
After this massage I was both aroused and relaxed. I presumed I was then going to return the favour and massage John but as I was getting off the table it was explained that we moved tables after each massage so after hugging, kissing and thanking John, my first massage as the giver was to someone new. Again this massage started with the conversation with what the person wanted, a 10 minute massage of their back and a 10 minute front massage. For his front massage I spent time massage his abs and thighs and teasing by “accidentally” touching his cock with the back of my hand before properly massaging his cock. I used some strokes that Rob had earlier demonstrated and some strokes that I use when I edge. I remember that the guy had a lot of precum which was fun to feel as I stroked him. As the massage finished and his eyes were opened I licked my fingers before we hugged and kissed.
Next table and I was again massaged. After this Rob announced a break with some food and water. I was feeling relaxed and was sitting on the side of the massage table just stretching and before I could stand up another guy, early 30s, deep dark eyes, great smile, 5 o’clock shadow and lightly haired chest and abs came over to talk. The conversation was inconsequential asking me about why I was in New York, what work we each did and such things. During our conversation we started touching each other, soon I was playing with his nipples and he was playing with my cock as we stood just a few inches from each other. A younger blonde guy joined out conversation and soon we were kissing, laughing and touching each other. It was very intimate and very sexual.
The other thing that changed was that during the break everyone was talking loudly and often laughing. Far more relaxed than the stillness before the evening started. After the break there were two more rounds of massaging. Particularly during the last round of massaging some guys were taken to the point of cumming, you certainly hear and sometimes see the spurts of cum at the nearby tables. I and my final partner enjoyed the touching but neither of us came. My next memory was the end of the evening. It started with another circle and everyone was sporting an erection and smiling. After the circle broke up there was lots of spontaneous hugs and kissing before getting dressed. Everyone wanted to linger in the room and enjoy the intimacy and sensuality of the evening. A few guys clearly paired up and eventually as I left I joined a group of 4 or 5 for dinner at a local café. At the cafe there was a lot of touching and laughing before getting the subway home. Back at my hotel I had a great, calm night’s rest.
I was again in New York a few years ago and this group no longer operates but a group with a different leader with a different style offers weekly men’s massage exchanges.


3RD PLACE – MARRIED FIRST TIMER

I surfed the web looking for an erotic massage and came across a great web site detailing various massages available from a man, it was so intriguing that I decided to ask about the 3-hour erotic massage and I received a prompt response that tantalised my imagination. I am a happily married male and at the time was about 63 years of age. He said that some of his clients were 80 years old, so I thought – “why not”. I emailed back that I wanted the 3-hour massage and booked a date and time. I also added that I wanted him to meet me at his door dressed in his sexiest mens’ undies and he was happy to oblige.
I had over an hours drive to his location and made good time so I had time to locate his place and also to have a calming coffee in a cafe. The time came so I drove into his driveway wondering if I was doing the right thing, after all I was outlaying $300 for the pleasure.
He met me at the door dressed only in white cotton briefs clearly showing his manhood outline. He showed me into the parlour where a massage table was laid out. On the wall were a ton of photos of naked men doing all sorts of things with each other, there were also mirrors too. The air was scented with incense and quiet soothing music was playing. He asked if I would like to shower and I said yes. After my quick shower I put on a woman’s g-string – I have a penchant for wearing women’s knickers at night, so I took a daring chance and put the knickers on and walked into the room. This is the first time that I have done this to someone other than my wife. He thought that it looked great. He came over to me and gave me a hug and ran his hands over my back. I kneeled down in front of him at the same time caressing his body. Once on my knees I was level with his cock and I could see that he was hard. i leant forward and wrapped my mouth along his shaft at the same time fondling his buttocks and then I slowly pulled down his briefs slowly exposing his cock and I expected to see his hairless balls – in fact I was quite surprised to see that there was no definite scrotum so i wondered where his balls had gone. A pity really as i wanted his balls in my mouth. Anyway once I exposed his genitalia I immediately took his cock in my mouth and had a little suck. I then turned him around so that i could kiss his lovely bottom. He reciprocated by going down, removing my g string and then proceeded to go down on me engulfing me to the hilt in his mouth. Now I was rock hard and have a 7-inch length so i was totally surprised to be deep throated – never happened to me before. I allowed him to do several long sucks and god him that if he kept that up I would come in no time.
He told me to lay down on the table and commenced massaging my back working his way up and down my body – just soothing strokes with plenty of warm oil. he knew what he was doing as the gentle strokes became firmer working my muscles but in an erotic way. I couldn’t get over the fact that he remained hard the entire time. I was certainly enjoying fondling him and when he was placed at my head I lifted my face and took him in my mouth enjoying a suck. He expertly worked his way up and down my back spending quite a bit of time on my buttocks and up and down the crease touching me on my rosebud – simply wonderful. I asked him to climb onto the table and rub his cock up and down my crease, which he did and then started body sliding. I wash’t a great fan of having his weight on top of me but I enjoyed his cock against my skin. He spent some time working on my feet, which I find incredibly exciting, so i was in heaven at the attention. He hadn’t finished with my back and bottom so I asked him to finger me – he was happy to oblige and I was certainly happy to receive – so pleasurable. After about an hour of back massage he asked me to turn over. I must say that I marvelled at his erection whereas I was soft, then hard, then soft, there was no way that i could maintain an erection. He was not fazed about it and with his ministrations he got me up again.
With me on my back he got to work on my front. I liked the skilful way that he worked my body not necessarily playing with my cock and balls but not touching them, it made it all the more exciting. naturally I was pre-cummng like crazy so i had the chance to reach down and gather some on my fingers and lick it off. My pre-cum is very sweet and I love licking it. He spent some time massaging my balls and an occasional stroke of my cock to bring more pre-cum for me to taste. When fondling his cock I felt his pre-cum on my fingers and I had to lick that off too and found that his pre-cum was not unlike mine. he did go down on me again but must have remembered my earlier warning so it every now and then. I, of course grabbed every opportunity that I could to have his cock in my mouth but I did hunger for his balls – wherever they were!! He allowed me to run my fingers up and down his bottom and even let me probe him – I was in heaven.
He then started to concentrate on my cock and I asked him to finger me again but he said that he had a better idea and the next thing I heard was him opening a drawer and then returning to the table. I felt a dildo being inserted slowly into me. I am no stinger to having dildo inside of me, as I have a few at home. I was glad that he was quite responsible and had a 6-inch dildo that was easy to take. Whilst he worked his magic on my bottom his other hand was stroking me and I could feel my balls tighten and that incredible intense feeling that you are going to ejaculate and ejaculate I did – a gusher. It felt just like an express train came from deep within my body and it is simply an exquisite feeling to feel the cum roaring through my tubes and jetting out onto my tummy and at the same time my rose bud tightening itself around the dildo buried deep inside of me. What an ejaculation – not all of mine have been as intense as that one. After taking quite some time to recover he allowed me to take a shower and on returning to the room to get dressed he told me that i still had 2-minutes remaining if I wanted to carry on – I was done for but I was happy to watch him masturbate. On looking back I regret not asking him if I could masturbate him – but I didn’t. So I was content to watch him stroke himself off and blowing all over the towelling on the table.
I gladly parted with the fee and felt that I might return for another session.
He only avails himself to one client a day and I can see why!!
here’s to the next time.

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NEIGHBOURS

We had not been very friendly with our neighbors. They were an older fit couple. Nice enough. But after my wife’s accident, they went out of their way to help me and my son before and after her funeral. When I had trouble adjusting my schedule at work to be home earlier, they offered to let my son stay at their place until I could pick him up. Dave’s lawn service started cutting my yard. Carol would always send me and my son home with casseroles and muffins and cookies. We quickly became more like family than neighbors.
Dave put us on his family membership at his gym – so my son and I could go to the gym and use the pool. Jim was in great shape and encouraged me to work out more. Carol often swam with my son, so Dave and I could workout. Eventually, we started going to the gym together before work. I looked forward to the workouts and spending time with him in the steam room before heading downtown to my job. He told me he really liked have a workout buddy. After a few months, we both were in noticeably better shape.
For my birthday – Dave arranged for me to get a massage at the club. It was my first massage from a pro and I really enjoyed the hour of relaxation. Dave said getting a massage was part of his routine for staying fit – and he had gotten pretty good at giving them to Carol as well. He told me he had a friend that was a masseur that he sometimes traded with, and picked up tips from him. I told him if he ever wanted another body to practice on he should just come next door. He asked if I would really be OK with him working on my body – and I told him I definitely would. I confided to him that my massage had felt great but it also made me realize how much I just missed being touched.
A few weekends later Dave helped me lay some concrete pavers in my yard and Carol had taken my son to the zoo for an outing. We finished working and decided to sit on his patio in the shade, have a few beers and listen to the baseball game. We were lounging in hammocks, and I dozed off more than once. I told Dave whenever I drink in the afternoon I always need a nap. He asked if I wanted to try a massage instead of a nap. I said sure – and asked how exactly we would go about this. He said he didn’t have a massage table, and used the bed in one of their spare bedrooms, and warned me that the massage on the bed – might be a little more sensual than the first massage I had, since his body would be in contact with mine on the bed. I told him I’d be fine with that – whatever he is used to doing.
We finished off a few more beers, and then headed inside. Dave told me to take a nice long shower as he needed time to get the room set up and then he’d take a quick shower himself. We met in their spare bedroom, both wearing damp towels. I watched Dave flip off the lights, and turn on some music. There were some LED candles glowing on nightstands. I waited to be told what to do. “Let’s start standing up”. He moved behind me, rubbing my head slowly, pressing into my scalp then releasing. The shower hadn’t done much to dampen my buzz. I zoned out right away. He rubbed my shoulders, then lightly scratched my back. His hands were smoother than I thought they would be. He knelt down. Hands slid up and down on my legs, rubbed the top of my foot, stretched my toes, then slid back up and under my towel, brushed my thighs. Not really massaging, just touching.
Dave was standing again. Arms reached around and fingers lightly cupped my pecs, circled my nipples, rubbed the skin under the hair on my chest, slid down through the lighter hair on my stomach, stopping at my towel. Pressing in he drew circles on my stomach. He walked around to face me. “You OK?” I had really zoned out and his voice snapped me out of it. “Feels great Dave”. “You have a great body to work on, I am really going to enjoy this”. “Thanks Dave, me too”. He loosened his towel, and tossed it over to a chair. I followed his lead.
I was standing naked in front of a man who had become like a father to me, but it did not feel awkward at all. Dave stepped closer with arms spread to hug me. I was surprisingly OK with it. We exchanged a firm hug. Clammy from our showers. The damp hair on his chest pressed against mine. I hugged him back affectionately, and let my hands slide along his back. I inhaled the clean scent of deodorant and soap. It smelled good. It felt good. He pulled away. “ Lets have you lay face down on the bed with your head facing the bottom of the bed.” He had put a large beach towel on one side of the bed. I aimed for that and stretched out.
Dave moved to the edge of the bed, then leaned over my head, pushing on my shoulders and my back, moving his hands around in patterns that seemed routine to him. He definitely knew what he was doing. Everywhere he touched I was aware of soreness then an instant relief. I wondered if I always carried around all this tension. He stopped. The bed shifted and he was kneeling at my side, rubbing oil between his palms. He started pulling and releasing in broad sweeps across my back. I felt his knees pressed against my left side, as he reached across and pulled up on my right side, the stroke ending at my spine. I rolled into his body as he pushed and pulled on me. He repeated the movement again. Then again. He climbed over me, and repeated the same pattern to my left side. “Pressure OK?.” “Pressure is great”.
Dave kneels over me, rubbing my shoulders and my back. Straddling my body, I feel the warmth of his legs against my sides. Dave’s genitals brush against me. He sits on my butt. He seems fine touching me everywhere and letting our bodies touch as well. I am glad he is this comfortable around me. Leaning forward he pushes his arms into my lower back and rises up to put his body weight into it. His oily hands glide to my shoulders. We hear a pop in my upper back as tension releases from that area. “Good pop?” All I could do was moan in response. “I will take that moan as a yes”. He repeats the motion again with even more pressure. Then again. Then follows this with gentler rubbing.
He slides further down the bed, sits below my ass on my thighs. His first touch of my ass is electric and I flinch noticeably. Sometimes I can be such an idiot. “I’m sorry” I blurt out. “Do you want me to skip this part?” he asks. “My glutes could use some rubbing, but you really don’t have to, Dave”. “I know, but I really want to”. I say “Alright” and his hands are on my butt again. I try to relax.
When he kneads into my ass cheeks it hurts, but he follows with lighter rubbing. My hands are at my side, resting near his knees. I think about returning his touch, but I don’t. He is making deep circles on both sides of my ass. He presses deeper, then circles lightly. He ends the stroke sliding his hand down along my thigh, slightly grazing my balls. Behind my closed eyes, fireworks are literally going off in my head. My balls are my most sensitive erogenous zone. Just this one slight touch and I am rock hard. My attention focuses on the direction of his hands – anticipating the contact with my nuts. Knuckles press deeper into my glutes. He is pressing the muscle down into the mattress, then releasing. I want to push his hands down between my legs. Soon he is there for me, teasing my balls and the skin around them. He urges me to spread my legs more, which I gladly do. I know from where he is kneeling he can now see how aroused I am. The beach towel is damp from my leaking pre-cum.
Dave moves, his legs spread over my thigh. He wrings my thigh with both hands. He wedges his fingers under my leg and massages. The back of one hand rests against my nuts. I am in heaven. I have become hyper sensitive to his touch . He kneels by my feet, making long strokes back up my leg. Now he is exploring my foot. Oily fingers weave around each toe, press into my heel. He shifts on the bed, and repeats the same movements on my other side.
He is kneeling again at my side. He leans over and rests both hands on my lower back and pauses. Hands slide down and begin rocking my butt from side to side. My cock is slippery with oil. I shift slightly and lodge my cock under my thigh. My mind wanders to the first time that I ejaculated. It was in this very position, laying in bed. I wasn’t aware of what force was driving me to rub my thigh over my cock like that, I just knew something “down there” felt really good. I was not prepared then for the release that eventually followed. I literally jumped out of bed running to the toilet as the first drops of my semen splashed into my pajamas.
I slide my hand down on the bed toward Dave. This time I do not lose my nerve. I feel his calf and feel the muscles of his hairy leg. I am touching and being touched.
Dave stops rocking my butt and I grind my hips in my own – I do not want this feeling to stop. I am not embarrassed to pleasure myself like this in front of him. I roll my leg against Dave. He slides his fingers over my leg, and finally touches the head of my cock. I arch my butt slightly off the bed, my cock is freed and points to my navel. He cups my balls and he reaches under me stroking the full extent of my cock. I move my hand up his leg to the courser hair of his crotch. When I reach his shaft, he is hard. Now it is his turn to moan as my fingers grip his sex. He stops and pours some oil into my hand, then moves it back to his cock. I stroke him as he adds more oil to his palm before returning to my waiting cock . When his hand moves to my cock head, I do the same. When he teases my balls, I do the same.
Dave releases my cock. He turns his body, making it is easier for me to rub his dick. He puts his hand around mine, and begins thrusting his cock into my fist. My own dick is aching for release, but I am also enjoying him edging me. He releases my hand and pushes on my side. I am confused, then relieved when I hear his voice. “ Sorry to wake you buddy but I need for you to roll over now.”


MY FIRST TIME AS A MASSEUR

While the masseur in this story is real, and the massage he gave is described, the four handed massage is a fun piece of fantasy, that I have always wished could happen.
I like to keep fit, I pushbike daily to work and back, gym two or three times a week and bodysurf during summer. I also like to get a massage to sort out the knots in my body and to relax. Once I find a good masseur I like to keep them and treat them like gold, too many times I’ve seen a masseur that was a ‘rub and tug’ and left disappointed after a waste of money. A few years ago my regular masseur left Sydney and I searched the local paper and the internet until I found a guy that seemed to be a good replacement. I spoke to this fellow on the phone and after interrogating him about his training and experience I thought that he was legitimate and arranged a booking in a few days time.
I arrived a few minutes before the appointment. When he opened the apartment door I was not disappointed. He was topless wearing only a pair of loose cotton shorts. Jose was Spanish, from Madrid, and at 6’3”, he was solid muscle with broad shoulders, perfect broad pecs with large dark nipples, a V shaped body coming to a tight waist below which where two trunks of thighs and tight calves. His chest was lightly hairy leading to a treasure trial lost in his shorts and hairy legs. He was my fantasy, topped off with his deep voice and accent. When he smiled his entire face lit up. He greeted me with a long handshake at the door and putting his other hand on my shoulder he led me into his sparsely furnished apartment in the centre of which his massage table. Also in the room was his futon bed, a small dining table with a tray of oils on it and a stand with a TV and stereo.
After the handshake there were no preliminaries, he invited to put my clothes on a chair and lay on the table. Once naked and face down he then asked me about the reason for the massage and my various sore spots. Surprisingly his massage started with my feet. His hands felt large as he used firm pressure first on my left foot, then calf then thigh. This was followed by long strokes the length of my leg. This was then repeated on the right. By this stage I was completely relaxed and nearly asleep. Jose continued his work up my body kneading my glutes with light sliding of the side of his hand in my crack and massaging each cheek. The deep tissue work continued up my back and shoulders. A few tight spots he worked on till I could feel the pain melt away. When he massaged my arm he held it against his body so he could work all around the muscles. I also had a chance to feel his warm body. All very sensual and relaxing.
Finished with my back Jose asked me to roll over. No problems here, what he had done was nothing overtly sexual and I presumed I was just in for a great, firm massage, while my cock was thickening up it was not hard. The front massage started with Jose working on the back of my neck and this moved to my pecs and shoulders. The massage now was slower hand movements but the same deep massage work. Working lower on my chest and abs Jose was leaning over me and I could smell his body and feel the heat radiating from his body. This was arousing enough but as he started to massage my sides and abs he started to run his hand under my quickly hardening cock. What at first may have been excused as accidental touching of my cock was decidedly on purpose when he moved to my side and repeated the massage strokes. As he started to clearly jerk me off I started to touch his body, play with his nipples and I worked to his cock through his shorts which he quickly lost allowing me to stroke his hard, thick 9” uncut cock. As he started to play with my balls and arse with one hand and continued the cock strokes with the other I enjoyed the feel of his cock and I could feel the precum oozing from him. I really wanted to feel him cumming in my mouth but even that thought was enough to send me over the edge and I started to cum with four or five bursts over my face, chest and a dribble over my abs. Jose didn’t miss a stroke, he withdrew his cock from my hand and resumed the massage focusing on my legs while I relaxed and my heartbeat slowed.
After the massage he offered me a shower and when I returned with a towel wrapped around me the massage table was packed away and Jose was dressed. Quickly I finished drying, dressed, paid and left, relaxed physically and mentally. But I didn’t leave until I had made another appointment in a few weeks time. Each of my visits was the same routine until the last time I saw Jose.
My last massage the only difference was that when I stepped out of my post-massage shower Jose was still in his cotton shorts and the massage table was up with clean towels. Clearly he had another client. I thought it would be fun to meet the next man (?) that he was going to massage. So I dryed and dressed as slowly as possible. Just as I was putting on my jeans the front door bell went. While Jose was answering this, I decided to meet the next client partially naked so I took off my jeans and unbuttoned my shirt, so I looked as if I was about to start buttoning up as Jose reentered. Behind him was, I found out, Tim, a guy in his early 30s, 5’11”, broad shouldered and dressed in a suit. Tim came over to me with his hand outstretched asking if I was the four handed masseur that he had spoken to Jose about. Before Jose could say anything I saw my chance. I was honest enough to say that I wasn’t the masseur but I was happy to assist in any way I could. Tim smiled and said great, Jose looked resigned.
Without anything further Tim started to strip and I continued undressing down to my briefs. Tim was a ball of muscle. His chest and abs were naturally hairy but he had been recently shaved so there was a dusting of dark hairs evident. Under his suit he was wearing a jockstrap and when this came off his pubes and balls were completely shaved. His cock was curled up and soft on top of two large balls. As Tim got on the table I noticed that Jose had removed his shorts, I did likewise slipping out of my briefs.
Jose took his place by Tim’s left foot and indicated to me to take his right. Jose oiled his leg and passed the oil bottle to me and I copied Jose’s long strokes oiling Tim’s leg. Then I copied Jose’s movements massaging Tim’s foot, using my knuckles and thumbs. I continued to copy Jose as we moved up his legs but I synchronized so that I was stroking up Tim’s leg as Jose was massaging down. This was great fun as I varied the depth of the stroking and I could feel the tight spots in Tim’s outer thighs. I also became aware of Tim relaxing his whole body and his breathing becoming shallow and slow.
When we moved to Tim’s glutes the deep massaging started on the outside and moved inward. Jose and I alternated running the side of our hands down the crack and I gently rubbed my fingers over Tim’s balls. Tim cock was under his body so there was no opportunity to work his cute looking cock. Jose and I continued the left/right massaging up Tim’s back with me copying Jose’s strokes and kneading. Standing at Tim’s side I also ensured that my cock fell into Tim’s outstretched hand. Tim took the hint and started to squeeze and rub my cock. I also saw that Tim searched for and found Jose’s cock which he was also stroking.
Once the back massage was over Jose asked Tim to roll over. Jose moved to the head of the table and silently indicated for me to move to the feet. As Jose started to massage Tim’s neck I massaged his feet. After kneading his soles and rubbing each toe on each foot I skipped his lower leg and started working on each thigh. Here I gave a mixture of deep kneading and long strokes. As I moved up the thigh I was able to gently pass my fingers and palm over Tim’s balls and cock without deliberately massaging either. This I repeated on both thighs. By then Jose had completed the neck, head and chest massage and we again found ourselves on opposite sides massaging Tim’s abs with his now hard cock between us. Time was also stroking both of our cocks. Jose starting to stroke Tim’s cock and then bent down and gave him a head job. This was so hot to watch, Tim started to groan and I took the opportunity to suck on Tim’s nipple.
Tim’s moans continued and after a few minutes Jose finished with the head job. I took Jose’s place sucking Tim off. His cock was a good 6” but really thick so it was a mouthful. I also used a finger to rub around Tim’s ring, his response was to raise his arse and separate his legs slightly. This gave me the opportunity to slide my finger in and there was no resistance from Tim. At this point Jose was kissing Tim, then Jose cam around behind me, rubbed my back, and arse and he started to finger me as well. I was loving it when Jose stood up, pulled my cheeks apart and in one go pushed his cock into me. I felt every inch slide into me. It took my breath and I had to stop sucking on Tim. Tim took this as the opportunity to sit up on the massage table and feed me his cock. I was in bliss feeling these two men spit roast me.
After only about 5 minutes of this Tim got off the table and stood next to me, leaning over. Jose was happy to pull out of me and start fucking Tim. This was so hot to watch and for the first time that day I started to stroke myself. After a while I leaned in to kiss Jose and he pulled me towards him as he continued to thrust into Tim. Jose clearly wanted me behind him and he told me to fuck him. Who was I to refuse? I put the head of my cock at Jose’s hole and as I stated to use pressure Jose thrust back against me and I was in to the base in one smooth motion. The feeling was wonderful, Holding, rubbing and fucking this beautiful man. At the same time Tim was clearly in ecstasy being fucked by Jose.
I knew I couldn’t last long. After a few minutes fucking Jose I had the feeling rise in my balls. I knew I was close to the point of no return. Just before it hit I pulled out and moved around to Tim and came all over his face. I couldn’t believe how much I cum there was and to watch it run down Tim’s face was so hot. As I was coming down I realized that Jose had an arm across my shoulders. Jose pulled out of Tim and just then Tim slid to his knees and allowing Jose to add his load of hot cum to join mine on his face. After that Tim stood up and I took position on my knees allowing Tim to cum on me. I love the feel of hot cum and once Tim started cumming I rubbed it into my face and chest. After that I stood and the three of us embraced. My massages with Jose would never be the same again.


THE ITALIAN JOB

A few years ago I was on holiday in Spain with the wife and two sons. It was quite a luxurious resort with it’s own spa and gym complex.

I had taken advantage of the gym on quite a few mornings and evenings when it proved to be quite busy. A couple of days before the end of the holiday I decided to go in the middle of the day, and was surprised to find the gym empty, except for one young guy. I guess everyone was at the pool, the beach or the markets. But the gym was air-conditioned and quite refreshingly cool from the midday sun.

As I worked my way around the gym, I noticed the other guy, who was probably late 20’s (I was early 40’s) had placed himself on some equipment opposite me. This happened a few times. He was a young fit guy, olive skin and very handsome, and I couldn’t help but look at him, and his gaze also fixed on me at various times. He was working out very slowly, and as he was standing lifting weights, my eyes were drawn to his silky pale blue shorts and my eyes just kept returning to his bulge. I watched carefully as he moved up and down, my eyes moving between his chest, pecs, legs, bulge, and quite often his eyes. There was no obvious smile, just a sultry sexy gaze as he moved slowly up and down. I felt a very strong stirring in my reasonably tight shorts and a tingle ran through me.

After a little while I noticed some sweat on his shorts, and as I continued to survey him I saw that his whole body wasn’t really sweating at all. Wow, the penny dropped, the wetness on his shorts was pre-cum, and the area was getting larger and larger, as was the bulge. My heart rate increased, and this has nothing to do with the workout and everything to do with this handsome, fit, juicy man.

The gym remained deserted, apart from the two of us. I just ached to move over and touch him. But what if I was mistaken at his gaze across to me, and I ended up badly beaten, or worse still in some Spanish jail, having to explain myself to my family. A further risk was that one of my own sons might walk in any minute to join me in the gym, even though they were under the permitted age and it would be very unlikely. As these thoughts raced around my mind my heart pounded faster. I had to put this lovely guy out of my head, so I moved from the gym into the male sauna, which was at the side of the changing rooms.

I sat on the bottom bench of the sauna for quite a while, eyes closed, trying to put him out of my mind. One second I was hoping he had showered and left the complex, the next I was desperately hoping he would join me in the sauna, or I would find him in the shower. And then before I knew it, here he was, entering the sauna. He brushed past me as he sat himself on the top level just to my right. Silence prevailed, as often it does in such places. As we both sweated it out, I could smell him. Not a horrible sweaty man smell, but a healthy work-out smell with a hint of something sweeter.

As we both sat, just wearing gym shorts, I gradually moved my shoulder towards his knee. In the corner of my eye I could see his legs parting wider and he edged his knee to touch me. There was no pull-back from either of us, but an increasingly firm touch. I turned round and said something to him, and I picked up that his reply was in Italian, with a shrug of his shoulders and a cheeky smile. Conversation was not important. We had all the communication we needed. I took the plunge and grabbed the bottom of his leg and massaged it gently up and down. He responded by stroking my head and neck.

Despite the risk of someone else entering the sauna, I just had to go for gold. His soft skin and masculine physique were too tempting. My hands surveyed his legs and then as he joined me on the bottom level we explored each-others upper bodies in a frenzy of sensual massage. Our erections were both becoming very obvious in our shorts and we caressed each-other’s buttocks and cocks through the shorts in an eager anticipation. Things calmed a little, and I beckoned him to lie down, and as I massaged his body from top to toe he let out little groans of satisfaction – Italian groans. I just loved the smooth feel of his olive skin, his wavy hair, and his solid muscles.

Suddenly a distant door slammed and we both jumped into a seated position. My heart pounded and I could feel it jumping in my chest. We looked at one-another and both burst into laughter. We sat for a couple of minutes with our bodies just touching. He stood, gave me a smile and a wink, and headed out of the sauna. I sat several minutes recovering, and then began to wonder what the wink might mean!

I headed out into the changing room, and there was no-one there, Just one shower running. The shower cubicles were large, but the door was open. As I passed by there he was, looking gorgeous and covered in soap. Now with his shorts off, I watched the soap running down a prefect round buttock, then as he turned slightly, soapy water dripping off his penis. I almost came there and then.

I peered out of the changing room door into the gym. Nobody was in there. I came back in and slipped off my shorts. My erect penis jumped out as I slid them down. He was watching me and smiled. Quick as lightening I entered his cubicle and closed the door behind me. Somehow I felt safe; if someone came in the changing room there were ways for both of us to leave the cubicle with care. I relaxed.

The scents of him and the soap filled my senses. I brought my full naked body behind him and hugged him, my penis resting upright in the crack of his beautiful arse. I took charge of the soap gel and washed his wavy hair; it felt so sensual. Gradually I worked my way down his body to his hips. I lifted his arms up and placed them against the shower wall. I worked my way once more in a frenzy of soapy massage from his neck and shoulders, to his shapely chest, down his back and buttocks, and then around to his cock and balls. I continued massaging down his hairy legs and massaged each foot in turn. I so enjoyed just touching him, feeling him, holding him.

As I stood, he turned round and we hugged, our bodies intertwined and firmly held together, cocks throbbing and dripping pre-cum. Then suddenly he dropped on his knees and massaged my buttocks enthusiastically, and in no time at all I felt my cock surrounded by his lovely mouth, taking me right in, sucking and licking for all he was worth. Occasionally I would hold his head still, just to stop myself coming so that this would all last that bit longer. Eventually the inevitable happened, and I exploded into his throat, some of my cum spilling out over his chest. As I did so, he grabbed my buttocks with such passion I could have passed out!

I washed down his front once more with the soap, and he returned the compliment of giving me a soapy shower massage. After turning me to wash my back he soaped my cock well and brought me slowly to the most amazing orgasm. We stood together hugging for a while, then he carefully slipped out, got dressed and left.

Later in the day, I saw him with his family and friends by the pool as I re-joined my family. We caught each-other’s gaze without the slightest embarrassment, just a knowing and appreciative brief smile.

I’ll never forget that holiday, and to this day I have a passion for soapy shower massage, and the image of pre-cum on silky shorts is very clear. Pass the soap buddy!


MEETING A NEW MASSEUR – THE PROSTRATE MASSAGE

I am tall and thin with poor posture and I don’t do enough exercise to strengthen my core muscles. Consequently I have problems with back pain and I try to have a regular massage to ease this. Every six months or so I go to Brisbane for work. On my last trip I arranged the work for a Friday so I could stay for the weekend and holiday. Before I left I thought I would arrange a massage for the Friday evening. I searched the internet and found a guy who offered myofascial release and prostate massage. Having never had either I booked a 90 minute massage with him.
On the Friday evening I got a taxi to the masseur’s apartment. During the trip in peak hour I had my usual concerns with meeting a new masseur. What would they be like, what would the massage be like, would I have wasted my money on someone softly stroking my body and I’d still be sore the next day? Arriving I buzzed the apartment, was let in and got the lift up. Knocking on the door the questions were racing in my mind. Richard opened the apartment door and my first concern was dismissed. Richard spoke with a Canadian accent, he was mid-30s, 5’10”, had a great smile and he warmly shook my hand (a firm handshake is a great first sign in a masseur!) as I entered. He was barefooted wearing cotton shorts and a T-shirt, I noticed that he had great muscular thighs and a round arse in his loose fitting shorts. He took me through to his lounge room where the massage table was set up and he had a great view of the city skyline. He offered me water and wanted to talk before starting the massage. He asked about why I wanted the massage, my back problems, what I knew about myofascial release and what massages have helped me in the past. He then spoke about prostate massage, what were its benefits and that he would only proceed with it if I wanted it. He then told me about his background, as an exercise physiologist, personal trainer, training in massage in India and the USA. Again this helped to reduce any concerns I may have had and helped me to relax with this stranger, with whom I was about to be naked. It was also clear that Richard wasn’t in a rush to get me “done” and out.
Richard asked me to undress and get on the table. As I was doing this he took off his T-shirt, revealing a shaved chest and abs and asked if I wanted him in shorts, underwear or naked. I was happy either way so I put the choice onto him, pointing out that he was the one about to do all of the work. He then stripped off as well and he was shaved with an uncut cock, soft a couple of inches long but still thick. Once on the table Richard checked if I was happy with the temperature, the lights and the background music. He asked me to tell him if I wanted anything changed during the massage and at intervals during the massage he repeated these questions. On the table he started by feeling various trigger points and asking how tight or sore they were.
Richard talked during he massage, something that I normally don’t want but I was comfortable talking with him and somehow the massage seemed more of a cooperative process rather than a active giver/passive receiver process. We spoke about the massage, travels, relationships (Richard told me about his girlfriend and that he liked to use anal toys). Surprisingly Richard used very little oil or cream during the massage and the myofascial release was a very active process with Richard moving my arms and legs as he identified a trigger point and massaged the point and the pain. This was followed by using both hands to stretch along the lines of the muscles. This part of the massage finished with gluteal work on both sides which was surprisingly painful.
This deep work was interspersed with more traditional Swedish massage strokes and Richard finished with a Swedish massage of my back and legs. At times Richard got up on the table to massage my back and neck and I could feel his cock resting on my body. When he was standing by the table he put his growing cock in my hand and invited me to massage him. Quickly his cock engorged and it was clearly long and very thick with tight hanging balls. The Swedish massage finished with a gentler glut massage and stroking around my hole. At this point I was completely relaxed and drifting off. Richard then asked if I wanted to go ahead with the prostate massage. I felt comfortable and trusted him and said to go ahead. He then put oil or lube between my cheeks and rubbed a finger around my hole and then into me. It was an unusual experience at first, not painful or uncomfortable but with a sense of fullness. Richard moved his finger around, massaged my coccyx bone, which was itself a wonderful sensation- I could feel a part of my body that I had never known existed! He then moved to the prostate massage itself, which was a point of ecstasy. The sensations emanating from my prostate were amazingly sensual, and I could feel my cock leaking precum throughout this process. I know that I moaned and at times I couldn’t help myself but thrust my arse back against his hand. I was still playing with Richard’s cock in my hand and at times I fear I must have hurt him because of my squeezing.
Richard went through a few cycles of prostate massage and then massaging my ring, allowing the more intense sensations to diminish. I don’t know how long this went on for but after a while he asked if I wanted something larger to massage me. We had earlier been talking about dildos and vibrators so I presumed he was talking about putting a second finger or a toy into me. As I was thinking about this he asked a second time and I said to go ahead. He then gave me one more massage of my prostate before pulling his finger out. It was an empty feeling initially but I was confused when I felt Richard separate my legs further and get onto the table between my legs. He then reached to the supply table and he was clearly putting on a condom. Next I knew his cock was pressing my ring and I slowly breathed in allowing him to enter me in a single motion. I was surprised and uncertain. Richard quietly lay on top of me and I could feel my heart beating rapidly as I lay under Richard’s weight. Initially Richard didn’t move he allowed me to settle with the feeling of his cock in me and he encouraged me to breathe slowly. As my heart slowed and I was enjoying the sensation of Richard stretching my ring he started with the most gentle in/out movement of his cock. These movements increased and then we had a most intense and vigorous fucking. Richard varied the pace and the depth of his penetration and I knew what it felt liked so I knew when his cock hit my prostate. I was breathing in sync to Richard’s thrusts and I know I was thrusting against him and moaning. I tried squeezing my ring on his cock and he commented that he could feel this.
Again I don’t Know how long this fucking lasted but he eventually pulled out of me, got off the table and asked me to turn over. I was exhausted, my cock was hard, leaking and I was ready to burst. Richard stroked himself with one hand and put a finger into me again massaging my prostate while I stroked myself. Very quickly I came in 5 or 6 bursts, spurting all over my chest and one on my face. Once I came Richard came all over me as well. We were both truly spent And for a while Richard lay on top of me. I was offered a shower but was happy to clean myself with a towel, dress and head out to get a taxi back to the hotel.
That night I couldn’t get to sleep until I had jerked off and the great thing was the next day. I presumed that it was a “side effect” of the prostate massage but I had a near constant erection all day and I jerked off three times during the day (not all of these were solo efforts), something I hadn’t done since I was a teenager. When I was back home I sent Richard an email thanking him for a great experience and promising to see him again when I’m next in town with work.


NEVER BEEN TOUCHED BY ANOTHER MAN

I’d never been touched sensually by another man.  The thought had always been in the back of my head and I had often fantasized about what it’d be like.  Having a wife and kids to take care of hadn’t left me with a lot of time or the place to experience these fantasies.  

On a recent trip to Hong Kong, I finally took the plunge. . . I walked through the doorway with the words “Eden Spa” clearly etched above.  My heart was racing and the bulge in my pants was becoming more noticeable.  I was greeted at the front desk by a good looking asian man.  In broken english he asked what services I’d like.  I browsed over the menu and chose the rose oil massage.  He quickly jotted down some notes and took me to a small, dimly lit room.  He proceeded to give me instructions to take off my clothes, take a shower, and push the button on the wall when I was ready.  

I quickly undressed, my cock now swollen.  I showered, wrapped a towel around my waist, pushed the button, and sat, waiting for my masseur to enter the room.  My brain was going a thousand miles per hour with fantasies and hopes for the next 90 minutes.  I heard a quick rap at the door and told him to come in.  My heart jumped as I lay my eyes on the beautiful man that was standing before me.  He had a perfectly chiseled face with a beautiful smile.  He was wearing a tank top which showed off his muscular arms perfectly.  His cock bulged beautifully in his tight shorts.  

I think he noticed my reaction to him as his gaze went from my eyes right down to my protruding towel bulge.  He asked me to remove my towel as he reached forward to take it off of my body.  His hands slid around my waist, loosened my towel, and slowly moved their way around to the front of my body where he effortlessly caught the falling towel.  He then asked me to lay face down on the table.  I felt his eyes on me as I pushed my cock into a comfortable position.  

His hands were soft and warm.  He slowly and firmly pressed on my shoulders and upper back.  My muscles melted to his touch.  As he dripped warm oil down my back I could feel it running down my ass crack.  I was in complete bliss!   He ran his hands down my arms paying attention to each muscle.  As he worked his way to my hands he positioned my arm over the top of his thigh.  My hand was inches from his beautiful bulge.  I pulled my hand down slightly so I could get a handful.  He felt BIG!  I could tell he wasn’t completely hard but was definitely on the way.  My hand rested over his bulging crotch as he worked on my fingers.  He then moved to the other hand and this time he positioned my hand over his ever-growing manhood.  As he moved down my back I noticed him brushing up against my hands which lay to the side of the table.  As he brushed by I would run my hands up his chiseled legs and run my finger under his tighty whities to feel his warm ball sac.  He continued down my back paying attention to places I didn’t even know existed.  His hands naturally worked their way down over my butt and thighs.  Feelings of exhilaration raced through my body as he brushed my balls while working on my inner thighs.  My ass naturally popped in the air as he grabbed my now throbbing cock from behind.  I was in HEAVEN!!  His fingers traveled around my cock and balls before working their way to my ass.  As his finger entered, I let out an audible low moan.  He worked my prostate until I was just about ready to lose it and then just as fast as he put his finger in, he pulled out and left me wanting more.  

His hands worked down my legs occasionally making their way past my now dripping cock.  Surges of ecstasy would rush through my body as his hands made it close to my manhood.  He slowly moved up my body to where he was standing at the head of the table.  I felt his hard cock pressing against the top of my head so I reached up and realized that he was naked!  My head popped up and right in front of my face was a beautiful, uncut, throbbing, cock.  I slowly placed my hands around it and admired every crevasse, every part.  He pushed it towards my mouth so I opened and took it in.  In that moment I forgot everything!  The salty goodness rubbed against my lips.  I could taste the mild sweetness of his precum.  It was better than anything I could’ve ever imagined!  

In a thick Chinese accent he told me to turn over.  I, of course, did as he asked.  He poured hot oil over my chest.  As he worked my chest he paid special attention to my hard nipples, squeezing and sucking them.  He slowly moved down my body.  The oil was slowly dripped onto my near-exploding cock.  He took my member in his hand and made sure the oil was evenly distributed that started rubbing every inch of it.  He then leaned over and took my entire member deep in his mouth.  His mouth was so warm and he knew every point to place his strong tongue.   As he moved his head up and down on my throbbing manhood, my balls tightened.  “Oh God!”, I moaned as the biggest load exploded into his mouth.  He continued to suck as another surge of juice flew deep into his throat.  He continued until every last drop was gone.  Never in my life had I felt an orgasm so powerful and amazing as that!  I lay completely spent.  He gently brushed his hands all over my body.  The light, tingly sensation was so relaxing.  I could’ve stayed there for the rest of the evening.  He moved away from me and I heard the shower water being turned on.  In his cute accent he asked if I’d like to take a shower.  He helped me up from the table and we made our way to the hot shower.  As the hot water percussed against my body, he lathered soap all over me.  Paying attention to every nook and cranny, I felt cleaner than I’d ever felt in my life.  Remembering that I hadn’t finished what I started earlier, I got down on my knees.  His cock was still hard and ready for a warm mouth to suck on it.  I took it in my mouth and stroked it hard.  I could feel the tension building when he said, “I’m going to cum”!  I nearly choked as the biggest load I’d ever seen launched into my mouth.  The salty goodness ran down my throat and out the sides of my mouth.  I savored the goodness and carefully swallowed every bit of it, making sure to suck every ounce of it from his pulsing cock.  As I stood up he gave me a giant hug pushing our two semi-hard members together.  I turned off the water and we exited the shower.  As we dried off and dressed there wasn’t much verbal exchange but we would glance at each other and smile.  

My whole married life I felt there was something missing.  That beautiful day in Hong Kong I finally found out what it was.  I needed the warm and loving touch of another man.  I’ll definitely be returning some day!  


LUCAS

It had never come up before; the subject of my hairy crack. My boyfriend was blowing me one night, a fairly common occurrence in our house whether the boy wanted to or not, and he made a comment after grabbing my arse to stop me going too deep.

”I practically ran my fingers through your arse hair just then!” He spluttered with a sly smile (some kind of comeback for making him gag).

”And that’s a problem, why?” I asked, looking down at him with his head pulled back by his little camp quiff.

”It’s not… Just an observation” he replied meekly, wiping the saliva and precum from his chin. He immediately got back to work.

It got me thinking though. I hate a hairy hole as much as the next champion rimmer, why should the boy have to put up with it when he’s grabbing my cheeks for stability?

I’m a top, I always have been. I’m a 6ft3, broad, athletic Celt. I’m blessed with a huge juicy length and I produce buckets of cum and precum, every time! I was picked on at school for being a “geek”. I use quotation marks because in our little community the sporty lads and the cool kids were all dumb so they couldn’t cope with any sign of book smarts. I was not a geek. And this is where I believe my fetish has its roots… There’s nothing I get off on more than ruining some guy’s arsehole with my big, thick dick. It’s a revenge thing; I take control, completely dominate, tell them exactly what I need from them and give some poor lad some retribution, even if they aren’t the actual bullies from my past.

The very next morning I take to Google and typed “Male Crack Wax London”. I figured paying some other poor bastard to do it was preferable to any attempts at shower gymnastics, and I certainly wasn’t going to let the boy back there with any sharp implements.

After going through numerous ads, I decided I wanted a man to do it as women don’t need to see that, and I found a guy 5mins walk from the office.

He was available that day, so just after lunch I went round to see him to get it over and done with. His name was Lucas, he was Brazilian (apt), extremely handsome, early 30s and very friendly. He was wearing loose fitting shorts and a vest, having just got back from the gym. You could see he took care of himself. His olive skin accentuated his vascular physique; he’d clearly worked his upper body that morning, fair play.

I explained the issue, I told him I was a top, we had a giggle at the story that had brought me to his table and he said he understood completely with a wink “Us tops and our problems”. We laughed.

I felt instantly at ease and started undoing my shirt and tie, glad to undress in the heat of his tiny studio. I took everything off apart from my vest and pants and lay face down on his table. He began to talk me through the process, starting with sliding me out of my pants with a chuckle “you make it much harder with these on”.

He sprayed lotions and dashed powders over my cheeks. I was feeling more relaxed by the minute, and had to remind myself that there was certain agony to come. The first layer of hot wax went on and I braced myself.

”Ok, deep breathe…” he said and instantly pulled at the strip he’d just laid.

”Oh, that wasn’t too bad!” I was surprised by how quick and reasonably pain free it was. He made short work of my fuzzy cheeks and promptly told me to get on my knees. As I rose I noticed a pool of precum tear away from my belly leaving a glistening string attached to my flaccid dick. I became well known between the bottoms I was shagging in my single days for oozing precum like a tap. It takes no time at all for big crystal clear beads of it to start leaking from the head when I’m turned on. Some lads love it and are happy just lapping it up before I get tired and make them deep throat me. But the thing is, I do have to be aroused to start producing it, so why am I laying in a patch of it on a damn waxer’s table?

I panicked and grabbed my tackle, though this didn’t break the sticky string which was now attached to the back of my hand. Lucas was stood beside me now smiling.

”I’m sorry” I said, a little flushed “I’m not sure what that’s about”.

”It’s ok” he explained in his cute Brazilian accent “It happens a lot, more to the straight guys, it’s because you are not used to having someone touch your ass.

”The ass is a very sensitive area on some guys and they never know” He smiled at me and stroked my right cheek which did nothing to stop the oozing from my still limp but sloppy cock.

Now totally preoccupied with what was just said, Lucas was failing to get my attention as I was completely in the wrong position for the next part of the wax. He therefore took it upon himself to move me. He pressed down on my shoulders so that I was on my elbows and separated my knees as wide as the table, keeping my feet together. He then pushed in my lower back which served to open up my ass crack entirely. This was not a position I was used to being in and giggled to myself at the thought of all those bottoms I’d used and abused seeing me like this.

Lucas began waxing the crack swiftly. This was slightly more painful but he’d pretty much done the whole area in four strips including the bit between my balls and hole. Still in position he began to rub cream over my now smooth behind.

He slowly massaged the cream into my parted cheeks, gently caressing the now super sensitive area. He then worked his way down my crack with the cream and slid his hand over my hole. My dick instantly jerked into a semi. I was still holding it in my soaking wet hand and so I thought screw it, he needs to know what this is doing to me.

I let go and clenched as he touched my hole again, squeezing another load of precum up through the shaft. I arched my back even more hoping he’d take all these signs as positive feedback. He did and continued but still talking me through the process as if this was just part of the wax.

”Now I apply some cream to help remove the excess wax” he said softly as he rubbed two fingers around the outline of my hole. I pursed my arse muscle to allow him to touch more of it. It was driving me nuts, my dick nuts and my nuts nuts!

He knew I had a boyfriend so I think he may have been carrying on the pretence to make me feel more comfortable, but it just made it that much hornier.

“Now I will apply the post wax balm, this is very good for soothing the waxed area” Using both hands he rubbed the cheeks sweeping round and brushing my hole with his thumbs, pressing down harder each time. By now, I’m rock solid, dripping with precum and wanking slowly.

“You should try and moisturise the area every day after showering” Using one hand he was pretty much focusing solely on my hole now, just with two fingers applying pressure and circling the ring. With the other he began to cup and stroke my balls while I worked the head.

“Now for some talc to dry the skin” I felt the talc fall on my now highly sensitive arse crack, the sensations I was getting were like none I’d ever experienced and I didn’t want it to end. He moved round to my side, with one hand still holding on to one of my glutes and exclaimed “oh damn, I have talc everywhere” I lifted my head and turned to look towards him. I hadn’t realised my eyes had been shut since the post-wax treatment had began. Blinking and blurred, I saw that Lucas had indeed got talc on his shorts, the shorts that were doing little to hide an enormous boner. As he dusted himself off, his dick sprang from side to side under the loose fitting material. “Your treatment is done, however if you have time, I can offer you a massage at a discounted rate as you are already here” he smiled “if you have time of course”.

Maintaining the pretence of a run-of-the-mill wax treatment had me horny to no end. I absolutely loved this guy.

“I have some time, yes, a massage would be great!” I said, tearing my vest off over my head.

“Please lay flat, face down and I will change out of these shorts and put some relaxing music on” We smiled at each other as I got in position and he disappeared into the next room. I tucked my huge wet length between my legs and let it stick out under my hole. It was the only comfortable position for it at this point. Lucas came back in as I was adjusting. I was blown away. He was wearing nothing but a bright white sports jock. His brown Latin skin and muscular body rippled as he moved. I was resting with my elbows beneath my chest, my eyes following him through the room. He stopped in front of my head with his back to me. He then bent over to fiddle with his laptop for music. He didn’t bend his knees. His leg muscles popped, his glutes bubbled up and parted showing off his tight little pucker framed by the straps of the jock. He knew what he was doing and there was no doubt he’d previously danced professionally or taught yoga or something as his bending and flexing were those of a showman.

He spun around with a small bottle of oil in his hand and moved towards me. His bulging crotch got closer to my face as he stood, legs apart, inches from me while he dripped the warm oil down the centre of my muscular lats. He placed a hand on both shoulders and began to run them down my back. As he did so his packet crept towards my face until it was pressed against the left side of my nose and cheek. Feet still on the floor, he was fully stretched over my head and down my back, arms extended so that his hands had reached my glutes, his thumbs in my crack.

I breathed him in. His jock was clean and his cock must have been too, despite his workout. I’m not a fan of man smells. I love nothing more than a fastidiously clean lad when I’m playing so I breathed out with a sigh of relief. I was not here to have dick in my face, I don’t suck dick, it’s not part of the sex I like and the guys I go for don’t ask for it. Lucas could tell this from our initial conversation which, I think, was why he pressed my head down in to the hole in the bed on his way back up.

This massage was about a guy who appreciated a worked, toned ass and a guy discovering that his own ass may be his pleasure centre.

He continued up and down the length of my body for a good six or seven strokes, each time his packet pressed into my head. Even if it was intentional, I don’t think he could help it; his bulge was that big with the “up-lift” of the jock. The precum was pouring out of me. I could feel it pooling by my inner thighs.

I began to stroke his legs, his upper thighs and slowly up to his hard ass cheeks while he did his thing. It was an amazing pair of buttocks and I seriously just wanted to bend him over the table, cover his mouth, and pound him. He must have know this as I squeezed his cheeks really hard, reminding him that my strength and size was a match for his and this whole massage thing was getting seriously close to too horned up tops with no holes to fill but each other’s.

I suddenly felt him rise up, one leg at a time, to kneel either side of my head. He pushed harder down my back, probably to gain stability and then I felt it. His body weight pressing down on me, his solid belly and pecs lay on my back, his heat warming my oily skin. I felt his hands move down my long, thick legs, his forearms, his full arms down to my calves and then the breath. His hot breath filled my crack, I clenched my hole hard then instantly my ring opened up again, wider this time. His stubbly chin tickled my crack, around my inner thighs and my butt hole as he moved his face around my newly smooth bum.

I had to take some control back. I was at his mercy and I needed to remind him that I wasn’t submitting here, that I was allowing him to do this.

I lifted my hips to open my crack up more so that he could get in deeper then reached up, wrapped my arms around his lower back and pulled him tighter against my body.

He began licking my balls gently and rubbing my bell end, right on the banjo string, the most sensitive part of the dick. I ached to unload.

“I won’t last much longer mate” I panted. With that he began to rise up, away from my arse, off my back and fluidly got down from the bed.

“Deep breaths” he whispered into my ear and began massaging my head, neck, shoulders, upper back and arms. At this heightened arousal, every touch made me shudder. He’d planned this. I’d been edged to the brink and he was keeping me there for as long as possible. He moved down to my feet and worked them before my calves. I was now tensed for the inevitable upper thigh massage. I know I’m sensitive here, I rarely let a guy put his arm through my legs while he’s sucking me off as the rubbing of his arm back and forth can be too intense and will make me shoot too soon. I thought this would be my release, one rub up my quad towards my crack would tip me over and I’d be done. He ran the tips of two or three fingers up the outside of my left thigh and positioned himself by my waist. As he did so he placed his balls in my upturned hand which he’d released out the side of the jock unbeknownst to me. I closed my hand around them gently but firmly and pulled them down towards the table. He groaned loudly, uncontrolled, unexpected.

He focused on my thighs, and massaged the tops moving slowly to the inside and the top. I squeezed his sack gently. His moan louder this time, guttural. I’d found his weak spot. He moved away from the table but grabbed my wrist to indicate under no circumstances should I let go of his balls. He stepped back less than a foot, but it allowed him to bend down, over my crack and breathed right into my hole. It was enough; for both of us. I creamed right there and then, all over the table, pouring out between my oily thighs. He creamed bent over my hole. His hot cum dripped down his shaft all over my wrist as I pulled firmly downwards on his sensitive nuts.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” I growled at him as cum continued to pour out of me. I was almost angry at him for ending it. My head was spinning as I lifted it up. I turned to see him steadying himself with his forearm on my lower back and his other arm pinned between my legs, his hand, and wrist most likely, must have been swimming in my cum.

I let go of his balls and heaved myself up to sit on the edge of the table, leaning over and lifting Lucas up with one arm to support him as I righted myself. He put his huge arms around my neck and I held him around his waist. He looked at me.

“Wow” He stuttered “I knew if I let you anywhere near my balls any earlier that would be the end for me. They are my weak spot” he smiled “I think we found yours too” and kissed me hard on the lips. “Right, keep exfoliating the waxed area, moisturise after every shower and I’ll see you again in five to six weeks”. He busied himself with tidying up (and wiping up) the mess we had created. I silently put my suit back on and sorted my tie out in the mirror. I searched for my wallet and placed the agreed amount of cash on the stand next to his laptop then grabbed my bag and headed for the door.

“Thanks and I’ll be sure to follow your instructions,” I said turning round to shake his hand. He rushed over, still in his jock. He grabbed my hand and firmly shook it with a smile.

“Here” he bent down, slipped his jock off swiftly and placed it in the gap in my gym bag. “Send me a photo in it once a week, so I can keep an eye on progress. That way I know when you need to come back” he giggled. I laughed opened the door and was gone.

Mens Sexuality Survey Update

Colin’s philosophy on Male Sexuality

Over the past 10 years working as a professional masseur and sex mentor I have seen men of all ages, sexualities and cultural backgrounds for both sensual massage and sexual performance  and given support and advice to many who are exploring their sexuality . In that time I have probably given over 5,000 sensual massages to men and I estimate of this number 65% are men who tell me that they present themselves publicly as heterosexual but privately recognise they have a desire to experience sensual or sexual intimacy with another man.

By talking with these men and hearing their stories, feelings and fears I have now built up a much clearer understanding about male sexuality and what I believe causes men, who start out primarily heterosexual but find as they grow older they develop a desire to have intimate contact with other men.

In brief I believe that the desire for a man to experience male to male sensual intimacy with another man is as much about a need to bond and emotionally connect with one another and not just for sexual exploration and pleasure.  I have see patterns of behaviour and have heard many similar personal stories that indicate to me that there are five primary influences that go to make up an individual’s mans sexuality.

To substantiate my theory of these five influences, in November 2014 I began a sexuality survey on this web site. Targeting men only the questions I have asked in are designed to explore if I am right about these five influences. Below is my explanation of each influence and the survey results to date. So far 335 men have taken the survey but to get a firm understand I would like to take that number to 1000. The survey is on going so if you have not taken it yet, you are welcome to do so.

[CLICK HERE TO TAKE THE SURVEY]

Total survey forms completed by 335 men

When asked to state their publicly presented sexuality (what they tell family & friends)

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Total Surveyed 335

60% Straight – 204
35% Gay – 117
3% Bi Sexual – 11
1% Bi Curious – 3

When asked to state their privately acknowledged sexuality (what they actually feel about themselves)

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Total surveyed 335

13% Straight – 44
49% Gay – 167
20% Bisexual – 68
16% Bi Curious – 56

Breakdown of change of the 204 men who publicly presented as Straight compared to their actual privately acknowledged sexuality

Remained Straight – 40
Straight to Gay – 57
Straight to Bi Sexual – 67
Straight to Bi Curious – 56

Withholding true sexuality

This statistic shows that of 204 men surveyed who identify publicly as Straight 180 (88%) were witholding their true sexualaity.

Men in female relationships

Of 112 men who declared that they had been or currently were married or partnered or seeing women sexually as single men, 82 (73%)  are withholding their true sexuality from their female partners.

Male to Male Sensual Touch

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Of the 44 men who defined themselves as Straight both publicly and privately 26 say that they have received a sensual touch from another man at least once and have enjoyed it and would do it again.

(colin’s comment – this indicates that a man can regard himself as totally straight but still have an attraction to share intimate arousal with another man without it challenging his identity. If these men were added to the above statistics for Bi Curious ie taking the statistic from 56 to 80 and then reducing the Straight statistic by 24 to 16, the result shows that of the 204 men who publicly presented as Straight only 7% are truly not interested in any sensual interaction with other men. Furthermore there are a further 6 men, who have declared their total straightness, who have indicated that although they have never experienced sensual touch with another man they are interested to try it sometimes in the future)

Of 335 men surveyed about their desires for sensual touch with another man

27%  Enjoy it occasionally – 89
62% Enjoy it often -211
8% Want to try it – 26
3% Do not want to try it at all – 9

Aspects of male to male sexual behavior

The survey also asked questions about what the men felt was important to them when having a sensual or sexual interaction with another man.

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63% Very Important – 214
23% Important – 79
6 % Moderately Important – 20
1% Little Importance  – 5
6% Unimportant – 17

Interestingly of the 22 who answered Unimportant or Little Importance 15 were the men who defined as Straight both publicly and privately.

Importance of Anal Sex

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The Five Influences

Influence 1-  Pre Birth

Foetal brain development during pregnancy and the effect of a stressed/non stressed pregnancy on the long term characteristics of the male.

This aspect is less about sexual attraction but more about character attributes influenced by being born from a stressed or unstressed pregnancy and how those men born from unstressed pregnancy tend to be men who develop either bisexual or homosexual attractions later in life.

Men from stressed pregnancies

A recent study at  Imperial College London shows that stress experienced by a woman during pregnancy may affect her unborn baby as early as 17 weeks after conception, with potentially permanent effects on brain and development. My belief is that the more stressed the pregnancy the more likely the child will be born with natural self survival instincts. Competitive, self centered, a lack of empathy with others, a tendency to be aggressive/defensive, non intime, controlling personality, strongly heterosexual.  These are all attributes that would be very beneficial in the survival of early humans particularly in life threatening times. If food was scarce and the pregnant mother was living in a dangerous  environment in makes complete sense that the baby she is carrying should be programmed prior to birth with tendency towards having these innate survival characteristics. I call call them the Self Interested Male (SIM)

The inseminator Male will be competitive; to fight for its own survival and food. Self Centered/introvert; to be primarily focussed on its own needs. Have a cack of empathy to others; to not be reliant on others to support it. Tendency towards aggressive or defensive behavior; to be hyper aware and vigilant against threats and able to respond quickly and confidently. Non intimate; not interested in developing close relationships as continually seeking new sexual partners to ensure genetic line/species is maintained. More than likely have a controlling personality; by controlling its environment he maintains his own security and safety. Predominantly heterosexual; mostly focussed wanting lots of sex with female partners to procreate and secure his genetic line and to ensure the survival of a possibly threatened species.

Clearly the more stressed the pregnancy the stronger these characteristics appear to be and it seems that in modern times these types of men will have tendency to follow specific careers as Barristers, Salespeople, Competitive Sportsmen, Politicians, the Military, Surgeons, Bankers, Entrepreneurs, Celebrity types. Not coincidently these are generally the types of men that we hear use sex workers for non intimate encounters and wives who complain that their husbands are egotistical, unfaithful and when it come to sexual performance, assertive but generally non intimate.

Men from less stressed pregnancy 

A child born from a pregnancy that is less stressed appears to develop characteristics of a completely different nature. These characteristics seem designed to be inclusive of others rather than exclusive. Empathetic, creative, other people focussed/extrovert, polysocial, need of physical intimacy, bisexual /polysexual. Attributes that are clearly designed to bond with others and help build relationships. I call call these types Social Open Male (SOM)

In early man when food was plenty and life was secure then that was the time for building and expanding the community so less focus on the species survival but more on species growth. This meant the males needed to be creative with food collection, supportive of the group they belonged to, team work with other males to support the group, good organisers, a caring nature.

Careers these types of men tend to follow today are as Accountants, Solicitors, Small Business Owners, Hospitality, Therapists, Teachers, Nurses, Theatre Actors, Academics, Consultants, IT Developers, Designers, personality types that have skills that are about developing and supporting the broader community  The Social Males primary role in pre historic times would have been to develop the community by being creative and relationship building with both females and other males and in times before humans had speech much of the relationship building would have been through touch and to build a close trusting relationship with another male in order to hunt or create together, the males would have a predisposition to show physical intimacy to one another and the more intimate the touch, the more vulnerable the place touched the more trusting the relationship would be.

Of course male biology is not polarized and all males will have their own unique biology at birth, according to the foetal development in relations to the mother’s disposition and biological chemistry during pregnancy, meaning that these innate characteristics should be seen as being on a spectrum placing every male anywhere from being a total SIM to a SOM or somewhere in between as most of us are.

Influence 2 – Circumstances of Birth 0-10 yrs

We don’t get a choice about where on the planet we are born, who are biological parents are what culture and environment we start our life in or belief system we are educated by. From the moment we are born, maybe even before, we are bombarded by messages that inform us how we should behave and interact so that we are accepted by the community we are born into and that for the first 10 years at least we depend upon to survive.

No matter if a male child is born with strong characteristics of the SIM OR SOM the moment the child is born his senses will go into overdrive to work out how best to behave in order to maintain the two most vital ingredients to survive, security and food. If the child is born more a SOM but grows up in a ultra conservative closed minded society of strict morality around sex and has clearly defined gender type roles of how a male should behave then his SOM characteristics will become suppressed. For example a male child who by the age of 6 is showing a natural talent for dance, theatre or art may be forced to deny theses talents because the culture he is born into dictates that he should play football, climb trees, learn to fight. Equally a SIM might be born into a very liberal society and find that his flamboyant artistic hippy parents live by a code that does not fit with his competitive less empathetic character.

Think of the fictional characters of Batman and Robin. Batman or Bruce Wayne was born an only child in a crime ridden city of Gotham (probably stressed pregnancy) to Philanthropist parents Dr Thomas and Martha Wayne, who when he was 8 years old were murdered in the back streets og Gotham City to make young Bruce an orphan and the ultimate SIM  (think image, attitude, ego etc) where as Robin is more than likely a strong SOM (colorful, eager to please, sensitive, and always in the supporting role) Maybe if the story was different Brue may have become a city tycoon and Robin a fashion designer!

Where this effects sexuality is that by adolescence when he is become aware of his sexuality if he is feeling any draw to same sex intimacy or exploration this will be firmly suppressed so that he does not risk being rejected by his family and community. Hence in the survey we see many men who have lived a heretosexual live for many years but who say that attraction to other males started before the age of 18. 67% of men surveyed (225/335) said that their attraction to other men started before the age of 18. Of that 82% (185/225) are men who at the time of the survey were still publicly defining themselves as straight.

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Age when they became first aware of same sex attraction

Influence 3 – Parental Relationships 0 -16 yrs

Running alongside and often in conflict the with the second influence the third influence is about our relationships with our mother and father or primary carers when young

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Help required for TV Programme

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In the past few weeks the UK Press has been reporting on the growing demand for male escorts and sensual masseurs required by female clients. Now a BAFTA and Emmy award winning Director Charlie Russell in conjunction with Minnow Films are currently making a documentary on this growing phenomenon and SMM has been asked to help source both women and couples who have enjoyed their time in this way and be happy to share their thoughts and experiences. Continue below to read Charlie’s request.

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This made us think that it would also be a great idea to ask another growing sector, straight and bi curious men who are also exploring their sexuality by seeing male escorts and sensual masseurs. We know that some of our male members view our movies as the first step to experience male to male sensual intimacy.

So if you are someone (or you know of a female) who would be happy to tell her story to Charlie and his team or you are or know of a man who is exploring his sexuality in this way then drop us an email with the details and a brief account of the situation and motivations. Confidentiality assured and names can be changed.

Below is the request from Charlie Russell sent to us by his assistant producer Georgina Cammalleri at Minnow Films

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Hi there,

I hope you don’t mind me contacting you, I am an assistant producer for the multi-award winning documentary production company Minnow Films, and I am currently working on a frank and intelligent Channel 4 documentary about male escorts and their clients. I have been speaking with SMM and they has kindly agreed to pass on this message to couples and women who have in the past or currently paid for sexual services.

The documentary we are working on is directed by BAFTA and Emmy award winning director Charlie Russell, and aims to treat the incidence of women and couples who use the services of male escorts, in whatever capacity, with honesty and sensitivity.

At this stage in my research I am looking to speak with couples and/or women who would like to share their thoughts on, and experiences with, male escorts. Currently, all correspondence is entirely confidential, with no obligation to take part.

Eventually, we are looking for couples and/or women who would be happy to share their thoughts and stories on camera with us. Therefore, I would like to reassure you, if this is something you would prefer to do anonymously, we are able to accommodate this request.

If you would like to familiarize yourself with the types of documentaries Minnow Films makes, please have look at our website: www.minnowfilms.co.uk

If you are interested in finding out more, or discussing any aspect of the documentary, please contact SMM giving them your details and they will pass everything on to me and I will then get in touch and tell you more.

To send us your details and brief story [CLICK HERE]

June Competition – Your Story

SMMovies Competition

As exciting and sensual as it can be watching an erotic massage unfold, sometimes our own imaginations can be equally as creative. Searching Google the phrase, ‘Erotic Massage Stories For Men Who Like Men’, a few really good examples of literary massage erotica popped up. That got us thinking! Since there must be many of our valued members and fans who must have also experienced many satisfying massages themselves, we have launched a completion for everyone to share their very best stories.

[Click Here] to email us your erotic massage story or stories, real or imagined, and each one will be entered into our June Competition – Fraser our Video Editor will judge the best 3 stories received as each of which will win one of the following prizes:

1st Place – Winner
A Years Free Membership to sensualmassagemovies.com

2nd Place – Runner Up
6 Months Free Membership to sensualmassagemovies.com

3rd Place – 2nd Runner Up
1 Months Free Membership to sensualmassagemovies.com

We will also feature these 3 top massage stories on the SensualMassageMovies website as well as in a forthcoming newsletter, read by over 12,000 subscribers!

The criteria of the competition is simple:

  • Your story must be about giving or receiving a sensual or erotic massage
  • Must be between 500 and 2000 words and written in English
  • Must be emailed to us before  June 30th 2015
  • Winners will be announced on  July 11th

To stir your creative juices, below is a story we found that we are sure most of us either associate with or have imagined; The first touch with another man.

My First Time

I closed my eyes and tried to relax as I lay face down on the massage table with only a sheet covering my bare naked ass. The masseuse’s strong hands felt amazing as he kneaded my tired flesh but my mind reeled as I struggled with the strange primal desires dancing within me. I had never in my life entertained a gay thought but his hands felt so good and erotic on my bare skin that I found myself wondering what it would be like to touch his naked body.

The relaxing music and scented candles in the dimly lit room added to the strangely sexual atmosphere and I could feel my dick swell with excitement. My body tensed as he stood by my head and leaned over me. His hands moved down toward my sheet covered ass and the proximity of his manhood to my head was not lost on my lust filled mind.

I hadn’t planned on getting a massage from a man and I had never done so before. My appointment at the salon had been with Dani, a pretty brunette who usually took care of my stress and back pain. Dani was a complete professional and gave a great Swedish massage but she had called out sick and Hank was the only masseuse available. I needed someone to work out the kinks in my back and neck so I agreed to keep my appointment.

Hank was a clean cut, good looking guy in his mid to late 30’s with salt and pepper hair and a fit athletic body. He wore a wedding ring and appeared to be a straight family man so I had no idea what the impetus for my odd and totally uncharacteristic fantasies was but my fully erect cock was pinned between my body and the massage table as he started rubbing my feet and legs.

Hank’s hands felt wonderful and I let out several sighs and low moans as he expertly worked my feet. My body was relaxed yet paradoxically excited and I was confused about what my homoerotic thoughts meant about my sexuality. I was recently divorced and it had been over a month since I had been with a woman but I had never been attracted to a man and I considered myself totally straight. I had always been attracted to women of all shapes and sizes but there was no denying the feelings I felt as his hands moved up my legs to the extremely sensitive skin of my upper thighs.

His strong hands slid up my legs toward my hidden but very hard dick and I held my breath. I wanted him to continue his journey and touch my ass. I had to stifle a moan of disappointment when he stopped less than an inch from my smooth, shaved nut sack. His hands moved down my left leg and he repeated the agonizingly exciting process on my right leg before moving around my body and standing by my head.

“You can turn over,” he whispered into my ear in a deep baritone. His words sent a shiver through my body as his warm breath tickled my ear. I knew my excitement would be revealed if I turned over but I had no choice.

I inhaled deeply and slowly turned onto my back. My hard dick made a prominent tent in the sheet as my cheeks flushed crimson with embarrassment.

“Sorry,” I stammered as I peaked at him through squinted eyes. I could see a smile on his face and it made me feel much more at ease than I had been when I first rolled onto my back.

“That’s perfectly fine,” he said in a soft soothing tone, “it happens all the time. I am used to it and in fact I take it as a compliment.”

His soft soothing voice quelled my fears but their was a hint of interest in his tone and my dick did not soften as I lay exposed on the massage table.

Hank put his strong, yet soft hands on my head and started massaging my scalp and face. His fingers rubbed my temples and then slid across my forehead, down my nose and cheeks to my neck and then down my torso toward the tented sheet. It was as if he was trying to move the stress from my head down to my pelvis and it was working.

My mind was spinning and my body tensed in anticipation of contact with my engorged dick each time his hands approached my swollen member. Just like before, the proximity of his manhood to my naked body was oddly exciting and I wondered what it would be like to touch it. I could smell the faint scent of cologne as he leaned over my head and I inhaled deeply drawing the fresh scent into my lungs.

Hank moved around to my side and began massaging my left arm. He held it outstretched and brushed it against his dick. At first I thought the contact was accidental but he repeated it several times. My eyes opened after the third time and he looked at me and smiled. Until that moment I had been engaged in an internal struggle with the uncomfortable desires I was feeling but the idea that I might do the things I was thinking about was not a realistic possibility.

Hank left my hand on his obviously hard cock and slid his hands under the sheet. He touched my painfully hard dick and squeezed it gently with one hand while the other gently massaged my balls.

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the intimate contact between Hank’s slippery hands and my hard dick. My fingers fumbled with the snap and zipper of his pants and ultimately freed his hard cock from their tight confines. I pushed his pants and boxers down exposing his big hard cock to my trembling hand. The confusion I had felt earlier disappeared the moment my hand touched his hard dick.

Hank pushed the sheet off my body and it fell to the floor leaving me completely exposed. The fact that Hank was still almost fully dressed as I lay naked and vulnerable on the massage table made the situation even more erotic than it had been.

My breathing was quick and it announced my excitement as Hank continued to stroke my rigid dick with his soft yet strong hands.

I tried to mimic his rhythm as I slowly stroked his big hard cock. I had not opened my eyes to look at his erect manhood but I could tell he was bigger and thicker than my dick.

I inhaled quickly when I felt the hot wetness of Hank’s mouth on my dick. He wrapped his lips around it and sucked hard as his hands stroked and massaged my cock and balls. He brought me to the brink of orgasm with his talented mouth and held me there for several minutes as he teased the head of my cock with his firm wet tongue. I had never felt anything like it in my life and I started to moan with raw wanton desire.

Hank put his hand over my mouth to stifle my moans.

“Shhh, not so loud,” he whispered as he stood up leaving my cock hard and alone against my stomach. He stepped toward my head and pointed his hard cock at my mouth. I knew what he wanted and I wanted it too. I had never before harbored a gay or bi thought and yet I opened my mouth wide and accepted his drooling cock inside me without hesitation.

I could taste the salty, slightly briny flavor of his precum and it was actually quite tasty. I sucked hard on his cock as he stroked his shaft. He didn’t last long and in less than two minutes his balls tightened.

“I’m cumming,” he whispered as his cock expanded in my mouth. His cum hit the back of my throat and I swallowed quickly. The second shot was bigger and it filled my cheeks as I tried to swallow it all. The third and fourth shots spilled from the corners of my mouth and ran down my chin. His cream tasted surprisingly good and I instantly wondered why my ex wife had refused to swallow my cum during our ten years as husband and wife.

Hank lowered his hungry lips to my still hard cock and worked his magic. His lips, tongue and hands works in concert with each other to bring me to the point of no return in no time at all.

“Oh god,” I whispered as my cock exploded inside his hot wet mouth. He buried my entire cock in his throat and gulped repeatedly as I came inside him.

Hank stood up and looked at the clock. “That’s our time,” he said with a broad smile as he handed me a towel to wipe my face. “You can get dressed. I will be outside.” His tone was completely professional and it was as though nothing outside of the ordinary had happened.

My head was spinning. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I couldn’t believe what I had done and what I had let him do. I felt guilty and confused. The orgasm I had was incredible but not nearly as intense as the feeling when his dick erupted in my mouth. I struggled with questions about my sexuality as I slowly got dressed in the dimly lit room. Hank was waiting with a bottle of water when I walked from the room.

“Here’s my card,” he said handing me a business card with a number handwritten on the back. “That’s my cell if you want to talk. I’ve been there.”

I thanked Hank and left the Salon in a daze. I knew I wasn’t gay because my eyes were still drawn to women as I walked past them but I had enjoyed both getting and giving head to Hank. Clearly I would have to give him a call because I was already thinking about doing it again.

 

Edging Peaking & Surfing

Orgasm control, also referred to as edging, peaking, or surfing, is a sexual technique which may be practiced either alone or with a partner and involves the maintenance of a high level of sexual arousal for an extended period of time without reaching orgasm. When practiced by males, orgasm control allows the practitioner to enjoy direct sexual stimulation without waiting through the refractory period common after orgasm. When the decision is made to allow orgasm, the physical sensations may be much greater and more pleasurable than if the orgasm were experienced conventionally.

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Since orgasm control prolongs the experience of powerful sexual sensations occurring during the final build-up to orgasm, the physical demands of being kept or keeping oneself in this highly excited state for an extended time can induce a pleasurable, almost euphoric state, and at times creates changes within an individual’s perceived consciousness.

Orgasm control can involve either sex partner being in control of the other partner’s orgasm, or a person delaying their own orgasm during sexual activity with a partner or by masturbation. To experience orgasm control, any method of sexual stimulation can be used.

Eddging can be used very effectively when giving a sensual massage to another man so heres how to incorporate the tecnique in to your massage

For best results start the edeging about half way though the massage. His arousal will be quite hih and the anticipation very intense.

1) Stimulate your partner until he gets an erection. While you do, be attentive and ask tem to concentrate on every sensation in their body (especially in their pelvic floor).

2) Using some silicone based lubricant, stroke their penis starting from the base and slowly moving towards the top (avoiding the fraenulum and the glans at the beginning).

3) When you feel you’re getting close to thier PONR, ( ask them to indicate by saying the number 7 meanin 0 = no aroiusal 10 = ORGASM, 7 is just before the PONR)  start moving down the shaft again and completely stop when you reach their PONR (or when you’re about to reach it).

4) While you wait for their arousal to subside, tell them to feel every sensation in their body and take slow deep breaths. Ask them to face the sensations, feel them fully – not run away from them.

5) When the sensation of imminent ejaculation has disappeared, restart the process again.

6) After 20 minutes of Edging, stop, and continue with the massage.

Edeging can be done several times when giving a sensual massage and it is possible to either not take them to full ejaculation or you can. If you do the orgasm will certanly be more intense but the longer you leave the ejaculation the stronegr the orgasm will become.

For guys who feel they come before they want to edgeing can be a great way to lean to control ejaculation. Practice this simple basic Edging session for your self when masturbating for about two weeks before expecting to see any improvement in your performance.

Edging is not a one stop solution, but only the beginning of serious ejaculatory control training. There are many other physical and mental aspects you need to tackle to achieve absolute mastery in sex.

Sometimes you’ll miss the PONR and ejaculate, that’s normal and part of your learning curve.

Take it easy and keep practicing. With time you’ll sharpen your attention skills and become able to feel the subtlest sensations in your body and everything will become clearer and easier for you to manage.

 

A Guide to Nipple Stimulation

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Nipple Play

Men’s nipples can be carnal command centers. Comprised of the tips, plus the pigmented circular area surrounding them known as the areola, they have the same nerve-packed pleasure receptors that a woman’s nipples do do. But, all men are different, so the only way to know what kind of nipple play a man wants is to experiment with various manual and mouth moves. Since men’s n-zones are often neglected, and therefore not accustomed to stimulation, they might be supersensitive to touch. So make sure you start out gently, then gauge how much pressure to apply by how he responds to your strokes.

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You can try awakening your partner’s hot buttons point by tracing the outside of his areola with your finger, brushing his tip as you complete full circles. Then, lick around his nipples, zeroing in on each tip by flicking your tongue back and forth, finishing up with a gentle bite. Or, place your lips over each nipple and gently suck. If your partner wants you to play a little rougher, try nipping him a bit harder, or tweak the tip between your thumb and forefinger. You can up the erotic ante even more by moistening the area with ice, then blowing on the wet surface. The change in temperature of your warm breath against his cold skin will send shock waves of bliss coursing through his body.

images (2)As men, we’ve heard about nearly every type of orgasm. From male g-spot stimulation, to prostate stimulation, to combinations of both, it is certainly possible to experience orgasm without direct penetration. With increased sexual awareness, more men are experimenting with nipple orgasms. But how can you have a nipple orgasm, and is it possible for any guy to have one?

While most research is still inconclusive, there are studies that show men can and do in fact have orgasms from nipple stimulation alone. If you want to try and do this on your own, consider the following steps.

Here is a step by step guide to awakening the nipple 

Step 1. Start by touching your own nipples, or by having your partner touch them. Simple rubbing and pinching are the perfect way to arouse the natural reaction from your nipples that you need to get the process started. If you are doing this alone, start by rubbing one nipple then the other. Going back and forth heightens your awareness and your body’s response to the stimulation.

Step 2. Twirl your finger around the outside of your nipple. This will keep your nipples hard and erect. The harder your nipples become the more sensitive they will be to direction stimulation. If you are with your partner, have them suck, lick, and flick your nipple with their mouth and tongue. The resulting sensation could be enough to get your manhood standing ready for further attention.

download (3)Step 3. Visualize. This can be anything and everything that gets you excited. Whether it is two chicks going down on each other in front of you or having your penis softly kissed and licked, keep things heated by fantasizing if you are trying to reach a nipple orgasm alone. Obviously, this might not be necessary if you are with your partner.

 

Step 4. Increase the pressure. This is easiest done when you have a partner, but if you’ve reached a point where your manhood is completely erect and ready to go then you won’t really need a partner to help you out. If you do have a partner, then have her clamp onto your nipples for dear life. Your preferences would obviously need to be included, but if you take it upon yourself to let them know what you want then you should be able to reach your nipple orgasm without much effort.

Don’t be alarmed if your orgasm doesn’t happen the first time you experiment with this technique. Just like other sexual nuances, nipple orgasms take time to perfect. Hop on board and dive head first into your first ever nipple orgasm by following the steps outlined above.

Strange Nipple Facts

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Royal ceremonies are splendid things to watch. However, if modern monarchies followed the same rituals and traditions as the ancient Irish, the whole affair would have at least a PG-13 rating. To the ancient Celtic inhabitants, the king’s nipples were considered sacred, and they showed their obedience by ritually sucking his nipples during royal ceremonies.

Ancient Ireland wasn’t always such a safe place for a king’s nipples, however. Scientists researching bodies found in Irish bogs have speculated that the ritual mutilation of those nipples are signs that they were high-ranking royals. This is because the king’s nipples were such a big deal that cunning claimants to the throne often devised dastardly schemes to cut off their rivals’ nipples, and when a king conceded defeat in war or his people overthrew him, his nipples were cut off before he was killed.

It was also thought that the king served as the consort of the Celtic fertility goddess, which meant that famine or pestilence were the result of her displeasure with him, necessitating a sacrifice to appease her and bring bounty back to the land. As a result, any time misfortune befell the kingdom, the nipples had to go.

male-nipplesHuman nipples usually grow in pairs, but thanks to some quirks of nature, about 1–5 percent of the population have more than two. The extra nipples that signify a condition called polythelia usually appear along the milk lines of the torso, an evolutionary leftover from our multi-nippled ancestors. But they can also grow on other parts of the body—one woman even had a well-formed nipple, complete with an aureola and nipple hair, growing on her foot. Since most supernumerary nipples are not fully formed, they are often mistaken for moles or warts, which means that some people are not even aware they have them.

During medieval times, extra nipples were called “witches’ teats” or “witches’ marks” and considered to be a sign that the bearer was consorting with diabolical forces. Demonologists of the period believed that an extra nipple was used by witches to suckle imps or their familiars with their blood. Nowadays, there is no longer any negative stigma attached to having extra nipples. Some famous personalities have even admitted to having them in recent years.

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