This is an original work of fiction, Parts of the story are based on my own experiences. No it isn't me, and No, it isn't anyone I know. This story deals with sex between men so if you are here by accident then you can leave. Don't read this if you are underage. And if you are, then.... All comments are welcome at tatters_all@yahoo.com.
Lieing there on the massage table, face down on the terry cloth, I waited in a soft and dream-like state. Most of me was relaxed--just that my back and hip were killing me from the 7 hours I had spent behind the wheel fighting traffic all last night on the way through from the Coast. Weekend traffic was nuts, but we had decided to spend a few days away from the hectic urban life. Here I was, exhausted, waiting for Mike to come in and work out the kinks in my body.
I was his last client today, he always booked me late. Usually I was the last one out of the facility when I stayed for a Massage. I appreciated the long working sessions he gave me--but he never charged for more than the hour other people got with him. I waited in anticipation of the treatment. My body was warm and somewhat relaxed, as I said. My workout and the quarter-hour steam bath had me warm and lightly perspiring, but the room was warm, soft music played, and the massage table was so comfortable...
"Hi" startled me awake. It was Mike, ready to go. Tall and muscled, lean and dark, his torso was defined under his form-fitting white T-shirt. It met his light cotton pants at the drawstring; they hung lazily on his hips, and he emanated a scent reminiscent of sandalwood and sun-dried linen and cotton sheets. It never ceased to amaze me how great his physique was. He worked out at least 4 times a week he told in me once.
I groaned out, "My back is tight and my Left hip is killing me. That car seat is so bad for me. I hate that car..." I let it drop off.
Mike worked his hands into my shoulders, "Sure, I'll do what I can, but I told you before the sports models have crappy seats. Get a bigger car and save yourself the pain."
I melted at his firm touch. Strong fingers stroked and worked into the fibers of the muscles, going deep into the area under the shoulder blades, and down my spine. Mike worked silently, and I moaned with pleasure whenever Mike hit one of "those spots" in my back. Slowly he worked my muscles, from the spine out to the sides, from my neck to the base of my spine. I was drifting along, aware only vaguely of the room as the stresses started leaving my back. Mike knew my back, having worked on me several times over the last few months. I refused to see any of the others, he was so good. I was comfortable with him and I usually fell asleep while he worked on my muscles. I never knew massages could be so good.
After a while in my dream state I became vaguely aware of soft sensations from the base of my spine that ran smoothly through to my toes. Mike was working magic at the edges of my hips and across the base of my pelvis. His fingers had me as a pool of jello, and I let him dig deep into my glutes. He moved the folded towel, and worked lower and across. Working back up from the centre, he hit the place at the top of my hips where I could feel a melting wave to my knees and beyond, and I drifted into a dream state...
...I became a more conscious of a deeply satisfying sensation, and moaned softly. Mike's fingers were working deep in my glutes, down the sides of the pelvis bones, across to the crack, and down to the top of my legs. God it felt good. I tilted my pelvis back and Mike moved his hands in deeper to shove in and around the muscles. I was sure he was givng me the best massage he ever gave me. I melted again as he pushed in and lifted my glutes apart to stretch the muscles and skin. I never felt anything so good before; my spine shivered from his manipulations. Working one side at a time, Mike slid his hand against the other side, and down to the top of the leg.
I was loving the feeling of him working what felt like the centre of my being, and moaned appreciatively. His fingers glided up close to my relaxed sphincter, and past, and I sighed lightly while his other hand reversed direction to do the same thing.
I opened my legs a little wider to give him more room for his hands, I had no reservations about his work. My towel was at some point pushed aside, and Mike moved his hands to the back of my legs, and up to my glutes, and down across the crease again to my inner legs. It felt so good that I let out another soft moan. His strong hands were warm and soft and firm at the same time, and I felt his fingertips touch the area between my sphincter and my balls--softly, like an accident, but firmly like they were passing by on another move.
Blood started rushing in to my groin, and I began to feel my cock swell and pulse as it filled. I wasn't concerned, it happened once in a while during massages before, and Mike always reasured me he was a "professional" and it was part of the job. I felt it again, but this time his fingers brushed lightly upward toward my asshole. I was so relaxed, I thought nothing of it other than, "Wow, what a sensation." By now my cock was full and bent, so I adjusted a little and let Mike continue around my glutes again where repeated the motions a few more times before his fingertips lightly grazed my sac on the way down. I never even flinched, it felt so natural a move to the top of my inner thighs. I couldn't control my body's reaction, my cock pulsed and I involuntarily squeezed more blood in. I was so out of it, but my hard cock seemed to have a life of its own.
Strong hands pushed and pressed on my legs, pulling from the ankles and pushing up at the glutes, and stroking firmly everywhere in between. I felt my legs being lifted wider apart, as Mike's hands went back up the inside of my thigh to the bottom of my glutes, and I tilted my pelvis again in response when his fingers the base of my balls. He rested there, and firmly pressed in. My cock responded, pushing back pulse by pulse with blood. But it felt so good, and I waited for more. But there was none--his hands had moved back down, only to repeat the movement and the press. I squeezed down on my cock, and felt my balls lift as my asshole contracted. It felt so good. Mike's fingers lingered there, and stroked softly down the smooth skin at the base of my balls.
I opened my legs wider still, and Mike leaned in close. I could feel his hot breath on my ass and crack and balls. Suddenly cool air replaced him, and I felt Mike crawl up on the table to kneel between my spread legs. His hands again found my butt, and his fingers swiftly moved in to caress the edges of my hole. I was in heaven. I never felt anything like that before. I forced my hips back further, inviting more attention.
Mike responded by pulling the skin wide, and I felt stroking and smoothing fingers, and then something warm, soft and moist move along and around my rim. My cock was full and pounding with my heartbeat now, and I lifted to adjust my length. As I did so, that soft wet warm thing dragged right down across my hole, and I gasped, and suddenly I knew what the hard and soft and wet and smooth thing was! Mike's tongue bathed my hole, and I loved the sensations as his mouth mowed down on my ass and sent the most incredible feelings through my body.
I was moaning loudly now with every lick, and pressing up into his face as he dug in to eat me. His lips sucked and pulled at the hairs and skin of my ass. His tongue worked around in both directions, and worked in and out of my open ass. His teeth nipped and pulled at the hairs I have down there. I was oblivious to the sounds I was making, loud and long moans of ecstacy. Mike ate until I was gasping for air, his hands holding my hips and pulling me into his mouth. I willingly let him eat my ass.
Mike lifted off and I felt him pull my hips up. I rose to my knees and elbows, my knees wide, and leaned back to let Mike's handsome face dart in to nip and bite my hole. I shoved hard back at him as his mouth bore down on my ass, hard, over and over. My muscled ass was loving this! Suddenly I felt Mike reach up between my legs, pressing my balls up, and further to grab hold of my cock. I groaned as his strong hand slid to the tip and down to spread my juices down my throbbing cock. He stroked my cock as he ate my ass, his fist mashing against my balls at the base, over and over. I thought I was about to cum when he let go and sat back. My cock slapped my stomach wetly. I felt his hands firm on my hips, and let him direct my body.
Suddenly found I was on my back with Mike above me. He leaned away and quickly pulled his shirt up and off his body. His muscled chest was covered in curled dark hairs, and his 6-pack abs sported much of the same fine covering. He was an incredible sight. Then his head went down as his hands went up my stomach and chest, and his mouth swallowed both my balls one at a time. His fingers prodded into my wet ass, and his tongue bathed all around my balls before he went down further and chewed on my ass again. My feet were off the table and I held my knees in to my chest to give Mike open access to my hungry ass. Again he had me moaning and writhing on the table as he made me oblivious to everything but the feelings going on around my ass. Then suddenly it stopped and his face rose up to mine.
I could smell my musky scent on him. I could feel his saliva, wet and cool, on his lips as he pressed down on me. His tongue searched my mouth, and I responded in kind. I could taste the nutty taste of my ass, and found it quite exciting. My cock was about to burst, and Mike pressed his hard body down onto mine. His pants had disappeared somehow, and I was aware of his hard cock poking into my ass cheek. He and I moved, and his cock slid into the wet channel where my ass was waiting for more. I felt Mike's cock at my hole, sliding over and past it. It was slippery and warm and soft and hard like I had never felt anything before. He stopped at the hole, and I felt something solid press in as he slipped easily inside. I was relaxed and wet and slippery, and his cock head slipped right inside my hole!
I was in ecstacy at the sensation of my ass being so full. I was in ecstacy as Mike moved his hands to my hips. I was in ecstacy as I felt his thick cock press harder into my ass. His lips were locked on mine and I felt his head slid in and out over and over, going in deeper and deeper and I felt like the sensation could go on forever.
Mike stopped. My insides felt full. Suddenly I knew Mike was inside me. Suddenly I knew Mike's cock was inside me. Suddenly I didn't care, as long as the sensations my ass was getting would continue. I couldn't breathe, it felt so good. Mike pulled back slowly, drawing out of me as I squeezed down on him. Then with a shove, Mike buried his cock deep inside me. I screamed, it felt so good. I screamed as his cock hit deep inside me, again and again. I had goosebumps going in waves over my body as Mike slid his cock in and out of me, over my prostate, over the edges of my ass, over and over.
Mike was pulling completely out of me and shoving hard back into my ass, so hard the table was shuddering. I was gasping and moaning loudly, and Mike was fucking me hard and fast. He had my legs up against his hard body, sawing in and out of my needing ass. My head was rocking back and forth, and Mike was fucking me slow, then fast, then slow, and fast again. I wanted the feelings to go on forever, when suddenly my cock leapt and cum spurted across my chest. I was cumming and nobody was touching my cock. I was cumming from the pounding on my prostate. I was cumming and my voice was bellowing and Mike was shoving deep inside my body and filling me with his cock.
My cock was running with cum and juice, pumping it out with every direct hit my prodded prostate took. Mike's face was wildly contorted with the fucking I was getting. I watched as he slowly withdrew his long cock and shoved it hard into me. I moaned and groaned loudly with every move. I yelled for more as his hips slammed into my ass and he buried his hard cock deep inside me. Mike's twisted face contorted more as he shoved in hard and held my ass against his hips. I could feel the pulsing of his thick cock as he unloaded his cum into me, all over my insides, all over my prostate. He groaned hard and shook as his body locked and rocked and shook. He moaned deep inside, and I came again as Mike bucked involuntarily into me in spasms and jerks. His hard grip was digging into my legs, pressed up to my chest, and my body shook with the spasms shudderring through him.
Slowly his body and grip relaxed and he lifted his body from mine. Slowly he slid his long cock, slowly back and forth, in my hole, grinding and pressing in deeply as he squeezed out the drops of cum inside. I was still in heaven and my head rocked slowly back and forth while he massaged my hole with his cock as it slipped out of me. His finger slipped inside me, and I knew he wasn't finished yet.
His finger pushed in and twisted back and forth. I began to pant and moan all over again. I felt something more thick at my hole. I willingly accepted as a second finger joined the first in moving in and out and back and forth in my welcoming ass.
Two fingers, then three, slid inside me. He twisted and turned his hand and then added his thumb to the action. I was moaning again, full and loving it, and was unaware of the moment his hand was inside my ass. But I was aware of the full feeling and the pressure on my hole as his knuckles pressed hard against it, and he could push in no more. Mike worked his hand slowly in circles, and pressed hard against my pelvis to force more of his hand inside me. But I was full, and could take no more, no matter how much cum was easing the way.
Pumping his hand into me, my ass swallowed his knuckles as I screamed out for more. Mike savagely twisted his hand back and forth in my ass, and I found I was shooting glops of cum onto my hairy stomach. With a satisfied smile, Mike eased his hand back as he pulled slowly away, and my ass felt empty and loose when his fingers left my hole. He climbed down off the table, and I watched as his long soft cock swung and dripped with the movement. His darkly haired muscles stood out in a sheen of sweat. Slowly I lowered my legs to the table, and sat up carefully.
After a few moments, I mustered a quiet, "Wow." Over and over. "Wow." Weak kneed, I made my way to him, bodies melded together, and our arms held each other in silence.