obsessed

masseur-crush finally did it.

let me begin at the very start.

it was sunday. i had planned a massage at one of my haunts days ago. and i wanted that massage because the last one i had was not as i had expected. and it would be masseur-crush who would handle me this time.

so there i was on my stomach, naked as the day i was born except for a flimsy piece of towel covering my ass. masseur-crush came in, smiled, and began the massage.

we've always had very wholesome - though playful - treatments, so i felt myself relax and gave up my body to his expert hands.

"whew. it's hot here." masseur-crush commented. he took off his shirt, and he looked better than i saw him last. he smiled again when he saw me glance at him. then it was blissful wholesome massage as usual.

suddenly, towards the end, it became playful. just like old times. hands everywhere, touching, groping, rubbing, kneading, squeezing, fondling. and without warning, his hands were between my legs. in my hazy state of arousal, i was a bit surprised.

without a word, he continued to touch me, and then his hands slowly but deliberately ran up and down my hard-on. it excited me more, and even more so when he positioned himself on top of me. the excitement was just too much, and i came without warning and without delay - which would have been normally difficult since i'd already jerked off several times that day.

he smiled and handed me the towel. and in my startled daze, i scrambled to give him a huge tip, even though we've never talked about rates before.

and now i wonder. will my future massages be like that?

i'm sure many will find it the most perfect situation. hot masseur, free extra, and good massage.

but i'd always categorized him under wholesome. then he is no more. and then i am confused - though sated.

i came, we saw, he conquered.