Naiv boy gets a massage

I was seventeen when this happened. I did all kinds of sports at the time, but I had always missed out on massages. One time on a family vacation I was complaining to my mom about my sore shoulders, and she told me one of her friends suggested a masseuse to her. It was actually very close to where we lived. I called him, booked an appointment and waitad as the day came.

He was an older man, around his fifties, not very good-looking, bot not half bad either. He was very kind and friendly from the beginning. He greeted me, talked about my problems, and he told me to undress to my boxers. The massages were fantastic. He was actually a great masseuse, helped my back and shoulders a lot. He used warm oil, so it was quite a sensation. After an hour or so, the massage ended, I payed and left.

Not a lond time after our first session we booked our second appointment. These became regular visits. I always arrived, undressed to my boxers, had the massage, had several laughs with him, then went home. My muscles were improving a lot.

I was always a very naiv boy concerning sexual approaches. I am bisexual, but with either sexes, I never know when someone is advancing on me. This was the same with my masseuse. I could have seen the signs. He always complemented me and my body, and sometimes got into weird positions. He liked to actually sit on me sometimes and massage me like that, but I had no suspicions.

As time went by, things started to escalate. When he was massaging my arms, he always locked in such a position that my palms got to lay on his bulge. I still suspected nothing. I tried to move my arms in the beginning, but he insisted on that pose, so I just went with it. Something else had changed. I started having erections from his massage, which had never happened before. He seemed to notice, as he turned more and more attention to my groin area, with my boxers still on. He liked to slide his hands under my boxer to massage me, then naturally coming in contact with my erect penis, but I didn't pay any attention to that, I just thought that he wanted to give me a thorough massage. Then one day everything changed.

It started out as a normal day. I woke up, had breakfast, talked to my girlfriend, and got ready for my upcoming massage. My girlfriend and I planned to pass the evening together, so I shaved my pubes in the morning for her, then got dressed and went for my massage. It started normally. We greeted each other, had some laughs, then i undressed and layed on the table. He got his warm oils and lubed me up, then started the massage. It was amazing, as always. He went through my whole body. One time he was massaging my neck, and leaned in so closely to my face that there just millimeters apart, but I payed no attention to that. Then he did that move when he sat on me, massaging me, while hi imitated thrusting motions. This could have been the sign, but I was too naiv and unexperienced to notice. That is when I noticed that my erection appeared as well. He continued the massage, didn't comment my erection. He was massaging my thighs, when his hands slid upper and upper, until the slid under my boxers. He continued moving them up, until the back of his hand was literally under the head of my erect penis. He stayed there for a while, moving in circular motion, stimulating my dick quite well. That's when the ice broke. 'Don't you want to take your boxers off? I always pity how oily they get after your massages.' he said. My unbelievable naivity still blocked me from suspecting anything. So I said sure, and undressed.

There I lay, totally naked, with a fully erect cock and shaved pubes. I was fully exposed and vulnerbale. He didn't let that chance slide. At first, he continued the massage normally, but always coming closer to my cock. The edge of his hands always brushed against it. He asked me whether I liked the massage, and of course, I told him that I enjoyed it very much. He stood up, to get the oil can, and as he was pouring oil on my abs, he simply moved below, and covered my dick in oil as well. The next moment, his were wrapped around my dick. He looked at me, smiling, 'I can take care of this, if you want. To have a full-blown massage, your mind has to be happy as well. Can I continue?' That was when I understood anything. I was in shock, but to tell you the truth, I couldn't resist. 'Yes.' I told him quietly. He began stroking my cock, using techniques I had never experienced before. The oil helped a lot. His fingers were dancing around my manhood. I was in extasy, gripping the edge of the massage table. He then pulled my foreskin back all the way, wrapped his fingers around the edge of my cock, and relentlessly rubbed it. It was one of the most extreme pleasure I have ever fealt. I fealt that the end is near, I warned him that I am going to cum. He became faster and faster, I was in paradise. I quickly grabbed the massage bed, and moaned, as my penis covered my whole body in cum. It shot up to my chin. Just as I finished, the next client walked in, so we were extremely lucky, that we didn't get caught. I just lay there, not knowing who I was, just recovering from that extreme plleasure. He covered my cum-dripping body in a towel, and went to greet his next client. I wiped myself off, got dressed. He didn't accept any payment that day. I left, with mixed feelings: the feeling of extreme pleasure and wanting more, and the feeling of giult for my girlfriend. In the end I never returned, as I loved my girlfriend very much, but this experience is one that I will never forget.