Edged for 90 minutes by my masseuse

I scrolled through the listings looking for a masseuse that was available right now. My muscles ached after another busy week of work that had me hunched over a computer in a stuffy corporate office. I wanted someone to take care of me and heal the stress I held in my body. I clicked on the picture of a smiling bearded man. “Not a sexual service, strictly massage only” it read in the description. Perfect, I thought. This way it can’t technically be considered cheating.

I was on a website that allowed gay men to advertise their massage services. I’d already visited a few of them, each experience very different, but I’d had a break since I got into a new relationship with Oscar. I’d been single for a while before I met Oscar and I was tired of the boring small talk on countless dates that led nowhere. Oscar became my partner in crime, but the sex was very underwhelming. My body needed attention and I was going to get it. 

“Hey, I had a very stressful week at work and I’m looking for a relaxing massage, do you have any time this morning? Thanks, Andrew” 

I sent the text message hoping for a quick response so I wouldn't change my mind. It was early in the morning and Oscar wouldn't be up and calling me until later in the day. He liked to sleep in, so we would usually grab a late lunch on weekends and spend the rest of the day watching movies at his place.

“Hey Andrew, sorry to hear your week has been stressful. I do have availability this morning from 9 am. What time would you like and how long would you like the massage to be? Regards, Luke”

Success! I replied that I’d be there at 10 am and that I’d like a 90-minute massage. I was excited. Immediately jumping out of bed, I ran to the bathroom and got in the shower. Lathering my body with soap to make sure I was clean, I paid extra attention to my hairy arse hole and uncut foreskin. I dried up with my towel, combed my beard straight, brushed my teeth and went back to the bedroom. The warm day gave me the perfect excuse to put on a singlet and gym shorts. I didn't need underwear, and my shorts were tight and short enough to hold my dick and balls in place anyway. 

The train ride over to Luke’s apartment felt liberating. I sat back watching the scenery speed by knowing I’d soon be taking off what little clothing I had on. Before I knew it I'd be lying naked in front of a stranger, so he could work his hands all over my body. I knocked on the door and was greeted with the same warm smile I saw in the online profile photos. Luke was shorter than I expected, extremely toned with a noticeable bush of chest hair popping out the top of his loose singlet. His shorts were also loose, but short enough to show off the full length of his thighs. I was immediately attracted to him. As I shook his hand, I instinctively knew that I had made the right decision. 

“If there's anything I can get you before we begin just let me know, otherwise you can strip down and make your way to the bedroom here. I’ll get you to lie face down on the table for me and I’ll be with you in a second”.

Remembering Luke’s profile had mentioned he was new to practicing massage, I realized why I got the sense he was feeling shy and reserved. Or did I make him nervous? I entered the bedroom, pulled off my clothes and lay down on the massage table, feeling the vinyl on my bare skin and my arse exposed. With my eyes shut, I heard the bedroom door close, meditation music begin to play, the click of a bottle opening and then finally, the feeling of Luke’s warm hand make contact with my back as he began to spread oil all over my body. I had been craving this feeling.

“I need a bit more extra oil than usual for your hairy legs”

As Luke moved his hands down my thighs I felt my dick harden, pressing into the table under me. I spread my legs a little wider so the opportunity was there to access my inner thighs leading up into my hairy arse crack. Luke dripped some more oil over my arse cheeks and began to massage them deeply, one cheek in each of his hands. The oil allowed his fingers to glide dangerously close to my arse hole without being unprofessional. The tension of what could happen was intoxicating. 

To focus on my muscular pain from sitting at a desk all week, Luke began attending to my shoulders and upper back. I felt safe in his care, and that he could heal my body with his touch. My mind floated off as I thought about the similar feeling of safety I felt with Oscar, but the love between us was not sensual. In this quiet space, exposed and naked in a stranger's apartment, I felt the important need to indulge my sensual body that I had neglected for too long. 

“When you’re ready, take your time and turn over for me”

Knowing my fully erect penis would be exposed for the first time, I proudly turned over and lay on my back. Even though my eyes remained closed, I felt the atmosphere in the room change. The drip of oil touched my stomach as I waited for Luke's hand to make contact. Where would he touch me first? Suddenly, Luke’s two hands pressed down on my chest, while his thumbs rubbed over my nipples. As he continued to rub deliberate circles around the very sensitive tips of my nipples, my dick gave a jolt and hardened even more than before. Next, I felt his hands move over my stomach and down towards my legs. I gave an unexpected splutter as Lukes's arm accidentally, or not, brushed against my cock. It was the only contact my Penis had for the whole 90 minutes, becoming the most intense edging session I had ever experienced.

Luke walked around to stand over my head. The full length of my naked oiled-up body and proud cock were on full display for him to see. I wanted him to stop and look at my body presenting itself to him, and for him to imagine whatever he wanted to do with me. He remained quiet and cupped my head in his hands while massaging my temples. I was drunk on his touch, and knowing that we were close to finishing up had my body feel cold like I was already experiencing withdrawals.

“All done mister, I hope you’re feeling a bit more relaxed now”

Even though he announced that the massage was done, Luke's hands lingered on my arm, softy rubbing me as he spoke. I could barely move, I didn’t want to move, but I needed to remain respectful for my first time with a new masseuse. As I sat up, Luke grabbed a towel to rub the excess oil off my back. I was enjoying every second of Luke attending to my body, and he was definitely in no rush either. 

“I’ll have a shower before I leave if you don't mind”

Luke pointed out the bathroom and I walked through the house confidently, still naked with my hard dick leading the way. As I closed the bathroom door and turned on the shower, I wondered what Luke was thinking. Is he as sensual with all his clients as he was with me? For the moment I would play it cool. I wanted to return a few times and let him get more comfortable with me until he couldn’t resist taking full advantage of my naked body being presented to him. But until then, I would be thinking about Luke every time I touched myself from now on.