Becoming a Masseuse

Chapter 2

In order to graduate and get our license, we each had to log 20 hours of unpaid practice massages on real people.  You'd think it'd be easy to find volunteers, but it turned out be quite the challenge to find that many people who'd be willing to be guinea pigs for relatively untrained massage therapists.  So Brent and I started using our friends and family to find leads.  The faster we got done with this requirement, the faster we could start making real money.

When Brent was logging the information for his second practice massage in the online portal, he quickly realized that if he entered 35 minutes for the duration of the massage, it rounded up to one hour and qualified.  So, we decided that we could offer people a one hour and ten minute massage, with one of us taking the upper body for 35 minutes, and the other the lower body for the remaining time.  That way, we'd be able to double up and knock out this requirement in half the time.  It wasn't technically lying since we still would be entering our exact minutes.

Wanting to help me succeed, my dad had called a few of his friends to see if any of them wanted to volunteer for a free massage.  His best friend, Mr. Langdon, who knew me since I was born and had coached my Little League baseball team, was one of the first of his friends to take the offer.  He has moved out of state when I was younger, so I hadn't seen him in years.  But had just relocated back to town.  My dad gave him my number, and after a few text exchanges, I scheduled him for the next day at 5:30pm.

"Yo, you mind if I do my half first?  I got a date tonight, so I need to head out," Brent said as we were setting up the massage table and room.

"Sure, no problem," I responded, just as I heard a knock on the door.  Brent went to answer the door as I laid out some clean sheets on the table and started playing our usual relaxing spa music.

Brent soon rounded the corner with Mr. Langdon following him.  "....in here, follow me, sir.  So, this is the room, and I believe you know this guy," Brent said to him.  Brent stepped aside and Mr. Langdon came into view, smiling widely at me, and walking toward me with open arms.  

He wasn't the man I had stored in my memories from when I was a kid.  He was a couple inches taller than me, a full head of dark hair, sprinkled with grey, that was slicked back neatly.  He had the face of an attractive older man, the type that just gets sexier with age.  Tan skin, sharp jawline, a mustache that fit his face perfectly, and striking blue eyes.  He was wearing a short sleeve polo shirt that could barely contain his massive biceps and huge pecs.  He wore tight khaki pants that strained against his quads and ass.  I wasn't usually attracted to older guys, but he certainly made me do a double take.

"Chet! Kiddo!  So great to see you.  Wow, look at you, you're a grown ass man now," he said as he gave me a bear hug with his muscular arms, slapping me on the back firmly, his chest pressed against mine.  He pulled back, looked me in the face with those blue eyes, smiled again, and then leaned in and planted a kiss right on my cheek as he patted the other side of my face.

"Great to see you, too, Mr. Langdon. And I don't remember you being so jacked yourself," I commented, glancing up and down at his body.  

He grinned, and said, "Please, call me Curtis...I ain't got nothing on you two young jocks, but I get to spend a bit more time at the gym now that I'm retired.  It keeps me sane.  Which is why the offer for the massage was actually timely.  I did a number on my hamstring the other day, and it's sore as fuck," he continued, rubbing the back of his leg through his pants, giving me another view of his round ass that filled them out nicely.

"Well, good, then I'm sure we can help out with that," Brent chimed in.  "So, why don't you undress, hop on the table, and I'll take care of your upper body, and Chet will then take care of your lower body."

Curtis nodded, and already started pulling his shirt off before we could walk out of the room to give him some privacy.  "Your dad's friend is pretty jacked, man," Brent commented while we waited in the living room.  

After waiting two minutes, Brent went into the room and shut the door, starting his 35 minutes of the massage, and I went to study for our next quiz with the TV on in the background.

I came back and knocked softly on the door before walking in when it was my turn.  When I entered, Curtis was face up on the table and Brent was finishing up on his right shoulder.

"Alright, my man.  I'm gonna turn you over to Chet now.  I hope you enjoyed it so far."

"Very much.  Thanks, Brent, and I'm sure you'll be very successful once you can start charging.   Really enjoyed it.  You can count me as a client, kid," Curtis said graciously as Brent left, nodding to me as he walked out, shutting the door behind him.

I couldn't help but gaze at Curtis, laying face up, bare chested, as the sheet was pulled down to his wait.  He was naturally smooth, with large firm nipples rising up on his beefy pecs. He just about had an eight pack abs, with well developed obliques leading down to his crotch below the sheet.  The way he looked at me carried this insane sense of confidence, almost inviting me to check out his fit body.

"So, Mr. Langdon, um, I mean Curtis, any injuries to your lower body I should be aware of?"

"None, kid.  Just the tightness in my hamstrings I mentioned before," he responded.

"Ok, let's get started.  If the pressure is too hard or too light just let me know."

"I like it pretty deep, so don't worry about going too rough," he said.

I nodded, pulling the sheet off his right leg, tucking it under his other thigh, admiring his tree trunk quads and huge calves, while also noticing that he was wearing some green briefs.  

I rubbed some oil on my hands, and started working on his thigh, noticing that he had recently shaved his legs.  As I dug my fingers into his quads, Curtis moaned audibly, signaling that he was enjoying it so far.  I slowly worked my way up, running my hands across his inner thighs, intentionally causing the back of my hand to occasionally rub up against the pouch of his briefs, which seemed to barely be able to contain some large balls.

"Curtis, with your hamstrings being so tight, I think it'd help to do some stretching if that's ok with you."

"Sure, kiddo," he replied.

"Ok if I remove the sheet?"

"Sure, just us guys here, right?" he responded.

I smiled and pulled the sheet off of him, leaving him fully exposed in his skimpy green briefs, which he filled out nicely.  The guy was a total stud.  I tried not to gawk, but I think he may have noticed me checking him out.

I rubbed some more oil on his right leg, and then lifted it up at a 45 degree angle, letting me put my right knee no the table so that I could rest his ankle on my shoulder.  I rubbed his leg up and down, across his inner thigh and back up to his calf.  It was then that I noticed the bulge growing in his briefs as the outline of his cock started to show and grow along the left band of his briefs.

He put his hands behind his head, causing his biceps to flex, as he continued to watch me working on his leg.  Normally, as a masseur, I wouldn't let him rest his arms like that, but he looked like a total fucking stud, so I let it slide.

"Um, Mr. Langdon, I'm worried I'm gonna get oil on your underwear, and it's a bitch to get out," I said, continuing to rub his quad and inner thigh.  "If you don't mind, it's probably better if you remove them," I said, awaiting his response anxiously.

"Ok," he replied without hesitation, but not making any move to pull them off himself, his arms still rested behind his head.

I took the opportunity to reach down and hook my fingers into the white elastic waistband of his briefs and slowly pull them down as he lifted his waist off the table.  I tried not to audibly gasp as the cloth passed over his cock, releasing it to flop back against his stomach, semi-hard, what had to be at least eight inches with a beautiful mushroom head capping his smooth shaft.  His balls were smoothly shaved and, once released from the pouch of his briefs, dropped low in his large ballsack.

Curtis didn't flinch as I pulled his briefs off his legs and tossed them on the floor.  I couldn't help but continue to gawk at his dick.  I couldn't believe I was checking out my dad's best friend.  But we learned in class that it's pretty common for guys to pop a boner during a massage, so I didn't think much of it.

"Aren't you worried you'll get some oil on your tank top, with my leg resting on your shoulder?" he asked.

"Oh, yeah, I guess you're right.  Do you mind if I take this off?" I asked.  "I wouldn't usually do a client massage without a shirt on."

"Kid, I've known you since you were a baby.  We're practically family," he responded.

I pulled my tank top off and tossed it on the floor.  I noticed him staring down at my chest.  "Haha, yeah.  I'm a little different now, though."

"I can see that.  You're quite the collegiate athlete now," he said, still staring at my chest as I now worked on his left leg.

"Well, I was.  I'm sure my dad told you everything," I said.

"He did.  He was very worried about you, as was your mom.  But he's also proud of how you've owned up to everything, and you're working hard to get your life back on track, even if it's a different path than you imagined six months ago.  I'm also proud of you, kid," he said with genuine smile.

"Thanks, Mr. Langdon, uh, I mean, Curtis.  I really appreciate that.  It's been hard, but I'm trying to make my parents not be so ashamed of what I did."

"Just keep yourself on the right track and around the right people.  Seems like Brent is a good influence on you," he responded.

I nodded, and continued to rub his thigh, pushing his leg further toward his body, causing his hamstring to stretch, as I put my hand on his waist, now bare.  It cause him to groan a little, but I could tell the stretching would help.  As I pushed forward, my left hand slid down and grazed his ballsack and the base of his dick.  I looked down and noticed it had continued to grow, now almost entirely erect, and the tip noticeably dripping clear precum.  

I didn't want to embarrass him, so I pretended not to notice.  But he didn't make any attempt to hide it or apologize as we continued chatting.

"So, did you ever get married, Curtis?  I don't remember you ever bringing a wife to our games or over to our house when I was a kid."

"Nah, never did," he replied.

"Huh, I would have thought the ladies would be lining up, with that body, and that monster cock," I said, my hands both massaging the area just to the left of his groin, my forearm occasionally brushing against his now rock hard cock, which was still oozing precum.

"Nah, was never willing to get tied down to one person, you know?" he said, putting his arms back down by his sides.

"Haha, yeah, I hear ya, man," I responded, putting his leg down and walking around the table to start working on the other.

While I was working on his quad, my groin was pressed against the side of the table, right next to where his hand was now resting.  And each time my hand got close to his groin, I felt a twitch of his finger flick across my dick through the cloth of my shorts.  The first couple times, I thought it was just from my own body movement as I applied deep pressure to his leg, but it continued, every time I got near his dick, and it was starting to make me get hard.

"Uh oh," Curtis mumbled.

"What's that, sir?"

"Looks like you got oil on your shorts," he replied, nodding down to my shorts, which did in fact have some oil splotches on them.

"Ah, shit," I said.  "Sorry, I'm not usually this sloppy, sir."

"Don't worry about it, son.  But you may want to lose them before you get them even more soaked."

"Um, but I'm not wearing anything underneath them," I replied.

"That's ok, kid.  I'm buck ass naked in front of you.  And you're gonna be shy?" he joked back.

"Ha, fair enough," I replied and hooked my thumbs into my waistband and dropped my shorts, my semi hard dick flopping out.  I caught Curtis stealing a glance and grinning.

"Chet, you really have turned out to be quite the stud athlete," he said, looking me up and down.  

"Thanks, sir.  I appreciate that coming from a coach like you."

I continued working on his upper thigh from the side of the table, noticing that his dick was now rock hard and continuing to leak, a puddle of precum now forming on his lower stomach.  As soon as I noticed him closing his eyes I worked my hands up to his stomach, running my finger through the pool of precum and then bringing it up to my mouth to lick it off.  The smell and taste was intoxicating and immediately made my dick twitch.

I guess I had closed my own eyes as I was savoring the taste of it, because when I opened them, he was looking right at me with a sly grin on his face.

"If you liked that, there's more where that came from," he said, as his hand now wrapped around my dick.

I didn't hesitate, and immediately leaned down, running my tongue from the base of his dick slowly up to the tip, my tongue licking off another glob of salty precum from his tip.  He moaned as I wrapped my lips around his swollen head, flicking my tongue along the underside of his cock.  I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat through his dick, slowly taking more of him in my mouth.

But I soon felt a firm hand on the back of my head that forcefully pushed down on me, causing the tip of his dick to thrust into the back of my throat.  I struggled not to gag, but he didn't let up, so I had no choice but to relax, letting his cock slide into my throat quickly until my nose was buried in his crotch.

"Atta boy, I knew you could take my whole cock," he exclaimed, still holding my head down on his dick.

He let me slide up about half way before pushing my head back down to the base of his cock.  He was completely controlling me, something new for me, but it was kind of turning me on.

As he continued to guide my face up and and down on his monster cock, I reached up to grab his smooth muscular chest, playing with his firm nipples.  

"Fuck yeah, boy," he yelled out as I squeezed them harder while he continued to face fuck me, the taste of his precum filling my mouth. 

"Come here, kid, let me get a better look at you," he instructed me.  I got up on the table, edging forward until I was straddling him on his waist, his hard cock pressed under my ass.

He reached up, his rough hands exploring my chest, then down to my abs before wrapping one hand around my hard cock while the other reached around to caress my ass.

"You like it, coach?" I asked seductively.

"I do, kid.  Now let me see that ass of yours."

I pivoted around so that my ass was facing him, giving me the opportunity to take his cock back in my mouth.  I felt his hands pull my hips toward his face, and I soon felt his hands spread my cheeks and his warm tongue make contact with my hole.

"Ohhh, fuck, coach!" I screamed out.  It had been a long time since anyone had eaten my ass, and I loved it.  I had to be careful not to cum right then.

I continued to bob up and down on his cock while his tongue teased my hole and then started working deeper into to, causing me to moan harder and harder on his dick.  I was surprised at how talented he was, clearly having done it many times before.  A couple times, I had to pull off his dick just to moan out loud, my eyes rolling back in my head.  That just encouraged him more.

After a couple minutes, he instructed me to get up and bend over the table, so that he could position himself on his knees on the floor behind me, continuing to tongue my hole.

"Fuck, boy, that ass tastes so good!" he said when he was coming up for breath.

I was in a state of total bliss.  "Coach, please fuck me!! I want to feel you inside me!"

And with that, he stood up, lifted one of my legs up to rest on the table, and then pressed his monster cock head up against my hole.  I opened up, letting him slowly slide into me.  The combination of not having been fucked recently, and his wide girth, caused me to gasp as he entered me.  But the pain soon turned into a flood of pleasure as his additional inches slide inside me.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good, Chet!" he exclaimed, finally penetrating me to the base.

With one hand against my back, pinning me down, and the other on my waist, he started to pound me like a porn star.  The rhythm of his thrusts and the feel of his muscular body pinning me to the table drove me to cloud nine.  

"Oh fuck yeah, coach.  This ass is all yours.  Take it!" I encouraged him, enjoying being dominated by such a stud of a man.

He responded by picking up the pace, and the intensity, of his thrusts, now forcefully pounding my ass as he continued to pin me down with him body weight.

He slightly changed the angle of penetration, and caused his massive cock to precisely hit my prostate, and within seconds, streams of cum were shooting out of my dick without me even touching it.

"Fuck yeah, atta boy!" coach exclaimed, seeing me shoot, and feeling my ass clench his cock inside me.

Soon, I felt him pick up the pace even more, and then I felt the first volley of his seed shooting inside me, accompanied by his visceral grunting and moaning as he pushed as deep as possible in my ass to spray my insides with more of his cum.

After feeling several spirts of cum being deposited inside me, he then collapsed on top of me, his sweat dripping down on my back.  He kissed my ear, his hot breath on the back of my neck, and whispered, "I've wanted to fuck this ass since I first became your coach, kid.  So fucking good." 

I smiled, still feeling his firm cock inside me and his warm muscular body against me.  I could have stayed there for hours.  But he soon stood up and slid his dick out of me.

I stood up and turned around to face him, leaning against the table.  He leaned forward, placing his hands on each side of my face, and pulled me into him, kissing me deeply as my hands explored his muscular sweaty body one last time.

"Fuck, that was amazing, Chet," he said after he finally pulled away from me.  "But I feel bad that I can't pay you for the massage."

"Oh you gave me exactly what I needed, stud," I said, nodding down to his dick, still semi-hard.  "I'd massage you any time if it got me more of that dick and your load inside me."

I could tell he liked the compliment, as he grinned, turning to grab his clothes.  "Well, I certainly would be up for another massage, any time, kid."

I watched as he slowly got dressed, continuing to admire his masculine athletic physique.  When he was ready to leave, I followed him to the door, still naked.  He turned and embraced me, his hands grabbing my ass as he kissed me again.  

"Oh, and, um, can we not mention this to your dad?" he said.

"You mean you don't want him to find out his best friend just railed his son and filled his ass with cum?" I joked.  "Don't worry.  Secret's safe with me."

He laughed, patting me on the ass before turning and leaving.

I cleaned up the massage room, putting the sheets in the washing machine and then hopped in the shower.  

After making some dinner, I plopped down on the couch in just my briefs and picked a movie to watch, knowing that Brent would be out late, if he even came home at all.

About 9:30pm, I heard the door swing open.  Brent and a girl in a short skirt, both acting slightly drunk, stumbled in.  I wasn't expecting company, so I covered up my groin with a pillow as the two of them walked in.  Brent quickly introduced the girl, whose name I can't remember, before heading into our bedroom and closing the door.

I was glad Brent was getting some action finally, and was fine sleeping on the couch to give him some privacy.  So I turned back to my Netflix movie, turning the volume up a little once I started to hear the moans of the girl.  I was trying not to get a visual in my head of him fucking her, but my dick was already starting to get hard again, despite having shot a massive load with the coach earlier.

About ten minutes later, I head the bedroom door open.  I glanced back and say Brent came out, naked, sporting a massive hard on.  I figured he was just coming out for a drink or something so turned back to my movie.

"Bro..." he whispered.

"Yeah, what's up?" I replied, looking back toward him from the couch, trying not to stare at his cock, which was coincidentally eye level with me.

"Yo, this chick is kinky as shit.  She said she thought you were hot when we came in, and she wants to do a three way.  You wanna come join us?" he asked.

"Nah, dude, you go have fun.  You deserve it, man," I said, brushing him off, while still a little surprised at the situation.

"Man, I'm telling you, she's hot as fuck.  You need to get laid too.  Come on, it'll be fun, bro," he said, seeming genuinely like he wanted me to join them.  "And I can tell you're already a little horned there, buddy," he said, nodding down to my briefs, which weren't hiding my cock, now hard from this conversation with my naked hot roommate.

As I was thinking about it, he stepped toward me, putting his hard cock in my face.  I opened my mouth slightly, allowing him to slide his dick into my mouth.  He clearly knew this was a weak spot for me, teasing me like this.

"Fuck it, ok," I agreed, after running my tongue around his swollen head for a minute.

"Sweet, come on, bro!" he said, motioning for me to follow him back into the bedroom, my eyes fixated on his muscular ass as he walked in front of me.

He swung the door open, and the girl was laying naked on the bed.  I hadn't paid much attention to her when they had come in earlier, but now that I was seeing her fully naked, I realized how how she was.  Light brown hair, perfect mid-size round perky tits, a skinny waist, and long athletic legs.

"See, babe, I told you I could convince him," Brent said to her, as she smiled and bit her lip seductively when we walked in.

My dick was already straining against my briefs so I quickly pulled them down and climbed onto the bed.  She quickly grabbed my dick and I moved up to position myself on my knees next to her head for her to start sucking me.  Brent watched a minute and them climbed on the other side of her.  She took his cock in her other hand, pulling both of our dicks toward her mouth, licking and sucking both of us, and causing our cocks to rub together.  Brent looked me in the eyes and grinned as she continued to tongue both of our rock hard dicks.

Brent reached down and started rubbing and fingering her wet pussy, causing her to moan while she had our dicks in her mouth.  Meanwhile, I reached down and played with her perfect tits.

"Bro, you gotta try her out," he said nodding down to her pussy, which she was grinding into his hand.  He reached over on the side table and then tossed me a condom, and then nodded to me.

I unwrapped the rubber and rolled it on my dick and then positioned myself between her legs, now spread out in the air.  As I watched her engulf Brent's meat in her mouth, I edged the head of my cock against her lips, slowly sliding it in.  This caused her to moan loudly, as Brent looked on.  She was tight, but obviously experienced at fucking, so as soon as I had slid all the way in, I pulled out a little and then pushed back in.  

She continued to moan as I started getting into a rhythm of fucking her.  I grabbed her ankles, controlling the angle of her legs as I continued to fuck her.  I alternated between looking down at the sight of my own cock penetrating her, and then up to Brent and his cock in her mouth.  Her tits bounced with each thrust against her body.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," she screamed, letting go of Brent's dick.  Getting into it, I leaned down to flick my tongue against her firm nipples as I pounded her harder and harder.  She looked up at me, and I leaned up to kiss her passionately, forgetting that Brent's dick was inches away from us.

"Fuck yeah, bro!" Brent cheered on.  "Let me have a go now," he said.

I pulled out of her, her lusty eyes still locked on mine, and got on my knees, my waist in front of her face.  I pulled the rubber off, so she could blow me while on all fours, with Brent sliding his dick inside her from behind.

She moaned as he entered her, muffled with my dick still in her mouth.  My gaze moved from her ass, shaking with every thrust from Brent as he pulled her into him, his hands on her waist, up to his large cock sliding in and out of her.  His abs flexed as he pounded her, beads of sweat starting to form on his torso.  He looked up at me, our eyes meeting, as he grinned at me, biting his lip and nodding at me before looking down at my dick sliding into her mouth.  He reached out and fist bumped me as we both took advantage of each end of her.

"You like my buddy's dick?!" he asked her, reaching down to push the back of her head further into my crotch as she managed to get out a muffled "mmmmhmmmmm".

Brent then lifted his arms up, putting them behind his head, flexing, as he fucked her with no hands, his waist thrusting forward into her, his obliques almost bursting from the movement.  He continued to look at me, and for a second, it almost felt like he was showing off to me.

And that view immediately unleashed my load into her mouth.  I moaned out loudly as I shot my load, which she managed to swallow as fast as I was cumming.  "Oh fuuuuccckkkkkk!" holding her head down on my dick as it continued to throb.

"Fuck yeah, buddy!" Brent cheered on.  "She fucking loves that cum!" 

He then put his hands back on her waist and started pounding her faster and faster as I watched on.  Until he unleashed his own load, letting out a masculine primal groan that sounded familiar from the time I blew him in my bathroom.  His whole body shook as he was cumming inside her, causing her to climax at the same time.

As soon as he finished shooting into the condom inside her, he collapsed onto her back.  I sat back against the headboard next to them as we all caught our breath and recovered from our intense orgasms.

The girl turned over on her back, and Brent leaned over, grabbing one of her tits in his hand and kissed her.  I wondered if he could taste my load on her tongue, and my dick twitched a little at the thought.

"Buddy, isn't this chick hot as fuck?  The way she can take two stud dicks like that?!" he joked, as he kissed her neck, teasing her, while he continued to fondle her full tits.  "Total fucking slut," he joked.  She giggled in response, clearly liking the attention from him, and ran her hand up and down his chest, playing with his nipples.

I thought about leaving the two of them alone, but then Brent turned to me, slapping me on my upper thigh.  "So, babe, what'd you think of my bro here??  Total jock stud, huh?"  

"He's hot as fuck, nice dick," she replied, looking up at me and smiling.  

Brent sat up and got up off the bed, walking bowlegged toward the bathroom as he pulled the rubber off his cock and tossed it in the trash.  In the bathroom, he splashed some water on his face before walking buck naked back into the bedroom, his beautiful cock swinging back and forth against his muscular quads.

He stopped next to the bed and said, "That was fucking hot, babe, but me and my bro got an early morning, so you gotta split."

She quickly got the message and got up and gathered her clothes that had been scattered around our bedroom.  After she got dressed, she turned and walked over to me, leaning down to give me a kiss while her hand ran down my chest and intentionally grazed my dick.  As she turned, Brent put his arm around her and walked her out to the living room, his bubble ass bouncing with each step.

As he was saying his goodbyes, I got up and went to the bathroom, debating whether to take a shower.  But I decided to just run a wet washcloth over my face.  Turning to grab the towel, Brent's used condom in the waste basket caught my eye, surprising me at how full the rubber was of milky white jiz.  

Still horny, I reached down and picked it up, examining the thick warm cum that he has just shot while fucking this slut.  Without thinking, I pulled it up to my mouth, tilted my head back, and squeezed all his cum into my mouth, savoring the musky taste of his load in my mouth before swallowing every last drop.  The taste and smell of his load immediately got me hard again.

I made it back to our bed and got under the sheets, still naked, the scent of Brent's load still coating my mouth.

It wasn't long before Brent came back into the bedroom, still nude.

"Damn, man.  I honestly didn't think you'd be down for that, but that was hot as fuck, right, bro?!"  

Still hard from swallowing his load, I turned to look up at him and his muscular naked body and soft cock standing before me.

"For sure, man.  That chick was hot, and kinky as fuck.  I needed that," I responded.

Brent smiled at my reaction, still proud that he had arranged the encounter.  He walked around to his side of the bed and slid under the covers, without putting any clothes on.

He turned to me and said, "Bro, was pretty hot watching you fuck.  I could tell she was cock hungry for that rower dick!"

"You too, man," was all I could muster in response.  

As he reached to turn his side light out, I turned on my side away from him, trying to hide my rock hard cock.

But I soon felt Brent's muscular arm wrap around me as he nestled up against my backside, his dick resting against my ass.  I could feel his warm breath against my neck.

"Night, bro," he whispered, pulling me into his warm body, giving me a small kiss on the back of my neck.

"Night, man," I responded, enjoying the feeling of his body pressed against mine, as we both quickly fell asleep.

To be continued.....

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