First massage by a guy

 

He brushed his fingertips against my balls, and I didn’t want to acknowledge how good it felt – not even to myself. My mind was reeling with conflicting thoughts. I’m not gay – or so I thought. I wasn’t even really bi-curious. But damn, his hands felt amazing as they glided slowly up and down my thighs.

I love massages and get them on a regular basis. I tend to alternate between ‘legitimate’ massage and Chinese Massage Parlor ones where invariably they get the client off one way or another. I’ve had regular massages, happy endings, table showers and NURU sessions which are all great in their own way which is why I like to switch things up a bit.

I guess part of the reason I was in this predicament is that I’d come to my one of my favorite places, Hong Kong Massage 4 U knowing full well the massage I was about to get was going to be mediocre at best but would finish spectacularly. I booked a session with Lili (I know that probably isn’t her real name, which probably has an X, three i’s and is totally unpronounceable by English speakers) and made sure I was freshly showered and shaved. She always loved my shaved chest and balls and made these amazing cooing noises every time I rolled over and exposed my throbbing erection to her. The things that girl could do with her lips…

In any case when I arrived I was given the sad news that Lili had to cancel at the last minute, but her brother ‘Paul’ could take over for her. So I KNOW that his real name wasn’t Paul but it was nice that they were trying to make it easier for us to remember our masseuses’ names.