I was known for giving the best massages in the area of the town that I lived in, I became a little bit popular for having good hands, at first it only started with men, so many men would come after their work to my house before heading home to relax their muscles of long day hard manual labour. As my popularity grew larger, I made a decent living for myself and I was only 19. Of course, nothing ever goes smoothly in life, one particular customer caused me a lot of trouble. An older gentleman maybe in his mid 50s was a regular customer never really noticed him after I started to get weird looks from him, he came with a vary weird aura than usual ...this one time as I was massaging his torso, he kept nudging my hand down to his stomach, I didn’t ask him I just thought “hmm maybe he wants me to massage his stomach” so I just proceeded to do that, but then he kept moving my hand down again and with force, as I looked down at his crotch, the cloth that I placed over his private parts raised and pointing up making a small tent like shape, I looked at him, he was smiling at me and said “I’ll pay more” I smiled gently and declined his offer and told him if he doesn’t want a regular massage he should go to a brothel cause I don’t provide those types of services , he was angry with my response, he got up and spat down my feet, I was scared a little bit at that moment..as he left I felt at ease , what an unfortunate interaction I thought..a few days pass and I noticed my customer count has went down, I usually get 10 to 15 customers asking for massages from which I’d only take 7, cause I can’t take no more then 7, this day only 2 customers came. It didn’t really bother me, I already gathered enough money to buy food, so I just relaxed more..the next day came and I didn’t get any customers, I wondered what is going on, but still it didn’t really bother me much, I needed a break, I decided to visit my uncle in the village just 20 minute away. I helped my uncle around his house and with his small garden, as I was collecting tomatoes in the hot sun I overheard in the nearby house shadows, two grandmas gossiping about something going on in my district where I lived, I laughed and asked them politely “some new gossip?” I knew them from always coming to this village, they would never refuse to spread rumours and share their opinions, they smiled and came near the small wooden fence and spoken quietly, “well my boy, apparently, some young fella in town who has been giving massages was touching his clients private parts without their concent , what a young man would have such ugly and naughty intentions” my mood suddenly dropped, cause I was certain who was responsible for those rumours, I replied “you shouldn’t believe everything you hear, in these type of situations the customer was probably angry he didn’t get what he wanted and decided to spread lies” they just nodded and resumed their chatter, I know they already believed the lies. I asked my uncle if I could stay a while at his home, he just laughed, “you don’t need my permission son, my house is your house you know that” it comforted me the way uncle Always treated me like his own son. That night uncles shoulders were aching from all the work, I asked him if he wanted a massage, he was in wow and said “damn boy, you really know how to do that! Common give it a try “ As I was massaging his rough shoulders uncle proceeded to tell me the same rumour the grandmas told me this afternoon, this time I was angry cause it was my uncle I didn’t want him believing lies like that about me, I stopped massaging him and told him what happened, he listened intently and didn’t even second guess my actions, he was furious, I told him I don’t care if everyone talks like that about me but i don’t want my own uncle to believe those lies. The next morning i woke up and went to the kitchen, i found it weird uncle wasn’t around i searched for him everywhere, he wasn’t home. The Gossip grandmas were at their usual spot so I went to ask them what’s the daily news today, they told me my uncle is fighting with someone at the tailors, I ran as soon as i heard that, I found my uncle confronting that man and demanded he told the truth to the people, the man bled from his nose and begged him not to hit him, the man confessed that I didn’t do anything, all the people gathered around and listened as my uncle urged him to scream that I didn’t touch him in a undecent manner, the man ran after that, my uncles fist knuckles were bloody we went home and washed his fists, I thanked him and asked him not do that again and that I can take care of myself, he mumbled “next time chase that man down and make him confess like I showed you even if he doesn’t just beat him up , don’t let no one disrespect you and your work, i know you’re parents are gone but you need to think for yourself now, even I won’t be around for long you understand!” I nodded and took his words to heart it made me a little bit emotional cause my uncle is the only family I have left, he was right, I never really fought like that in my life, was lucky enough to not have had to..
A week passed by, I went back to my home, my customers count slowly started returning again, and it became more now, even women started coming, some of the men apologised for not coming because they believed the rumours, they continued to tell me that the man who spread those rumours was found beaten in the back of some alleyway for trying to rape someone, he apparently had lots of victims who spoke against him, I was happy and relieved to hear that he got what he deserved. As I continued my massaging business it grew more and more, customers demanded my services, so I decided to raise my prices, this way I’ll earn more and the customers will be limited to only the ones who can pay, I didn’t like doing this cause I had some of the nicest regular customers, but they were always fighting and arguing who’s turn is gonna be today..and i didn’t want to make future bookings and arrange all that so I just raised to prices ..
The customers that were coming now were wealthy people,I noticed by their clothing and their servants waiting for them, they would sometimes pay more if they really enjoyed the massage and would offer me to come to their homes and do their massages there…I always declined their offers even if it was a lot of money, I liked the set up I have home I don’t want to drag everything somewhere else and arrange everything there it’s too much hassle if I had a helper maybe…Months passed I was making a name for myself beyond my town, people from all of the kingdom travelled just to massage them..
One night, someone was knocking on my door, I looked out the window, there was a huge carriage with two black horses, the carriage looked fancy and expensive , it looked like it had gold on the edges and corners, I couldn’t really see it was dark and rainy, I was sleepy but vary much intrigued to see who it was, as I opened the door, a vary tall man with broad shoulders with a red cape and hoodie covering his head with 2 guards with huge swords stood in front of me , I was just in my robe nothing underneath, naked.
The tall hooded man spoke in his deep voice “can I come in?”..I was just looking up his hoodie trying to see who it was, i said to him “ im sorry sir but i dont know if i can help you right now, its the middle of night..what do you need?”
He sighed, “i heard you are the best masseur here, may i try your services?”
I hesitated and said “of course you can but not now sir, it’s really late”
He looked back at one of his guards, and the guard handed him a pouch, he opened the pouch and showed it to me, it was filled with gold coins that I can live off comfortably for at least the next six months, he was waiting patiently..I didn’t have any reason to refuse him except that it was so late and I was sleepy..he was patient and wasn’t barging in..he offered a lot of money..so why not, I told him to come in, as he stepped inside he had to duck his head cause he was so tall, he was at least 6ft 3, I felt so tiny near him with my 5ft 9,the gaurds turned around with their backs to the door like they were ready for anything and stood there, I lit some candles, he just looked around and put his hoodie down, he revealed his face, a really handsome man, I couldn’t look away from his face, my eyes fell down towards his torso a silky torso garb I never seen on any man before..his chest was well toned it looked really good and his nipples pierced the garb so perked up I couldn’t ignore he wore nothing underneath , my self awareness was lost in that room cause I was just possessed by this man’s beauty and physique, on the bottom he had thick dark fitting pants ,3 buttons running down the middle of the pants to his crotch area which I felt really tingly every time I looked there, his thighs were also well toned you can see it even with pants on, leading down to some tall leather boots, he chuckled and said “see something you like” I laughed weirdly and blushed like crazy probably because I wanted to answer “yes” but I didn’t, I asked him “so..how can I be of service sir”
he said “I wanted to see what was the fuss all about you, my servants recommended I see you, I love massages and I want to see if you are as good as they say you are..”
me: ok..what part of your body do you want me to start with”
Him:hmmm..you pick”
Me:”ok let’s start with the torso that’s usually where I start with my customers who just want regular massages”
As I prepped the table, He continued to undress, I couldn’t keep my eyes off him..the more he undressed the more I was curious and felt my cock rising, the moment he was about to undress his pants and reveal his cock I looked away..cause I didn’t want to have a gossiping rumour that this time would actually will be true..he didn’t seem bothered to reveal his naked body, I composed myself as he layed down on the table and i finally saw his cock, he had a beautiful fat uncut monster that was already big at its flaccid size like 4 flaccid, I never seen a cock that size at its flaccid state, and his big balls we’re hanging a bit low maybe he just released before coming here, I wished I could dip them in some sweet wine and drink the droplets coming off of them..my thoughts were so uncivilised and naughty I never thought this wildly about a man before, besides my uncle..I always liked my uncle and fantasised a lot about him growing up..I haven’t felt this horny for a man since the first time I saw a grown man naked..i wanted to do things to this man ohhh, I couldn’t explain. I put an apron around my waist which I don’t usually do just in case I have an erection, i gave him a cloth to cover his private parts, he asked if it was ok if he didn’t use it..I just nodded trying not to look..I poured some oil on his chest and started gently massaging in circular motions, cupping his pecs going up and down, his nipples felt little hard as my fingers passed through them, I felt my cock rise as I was mildly groping this man’s chest, this man was definitely a wealthy knight of some sort I thought to myself, he probably earned a living fighting for the king, cause this physique he possessed can only be attained by some vary Intense training and fighting in big battles, I thought he must’ve had I wife and how lucky she must be to be with this man.., as I was massaging his chest, my crotch was gently touching his hair, I looked down to his face his eyes were closed, he really enjoyed my massage, I looked up again looking at his chest, his arms his stomach, down to his pelvis and finally where I wanted to look the most his cock, his flaccid uncut cock was laying on right side of his thigh like some tossed meat, his balls between his massive thighs..My cock was rising again, I looked away..I moved to his right arm and started massaging from his shoulder down to his forearm, pressing against his biceps, my cock was semi hard and not backing down, I know my precum was leaking under my apron, I bent as I massaged his biceps perfectly hiding my semi erection, looking up at him carefully his eyes were still closed, I sighed out of relief quietly I don’t want him to get suspicious..it’s only gonna get harder to continue to hide as i progress down his body..but I was relived his eyes remained closed and he just enjoyed. Next i ask him if i should massage his feet, thighs, he replies “yes please”, hearing his deep voice,his mannerisms is such a turn on, as i was massaging his feet of course i was peaking up his thighs into his cock and ballsack, I wondered how often I’d be on my knees in front of him or in bed bent in various positions getting used for his pleasure , I’d probably do it as often as he liked..I’d love to ride him while I groped his juicy pecs and watch his face grunt and moan in pleasures as he thrusts hard in me…finally I move to his beautiful thick muscly thighs, I love that they are not too muscly just the right tone as the same of his other bodily muscles, his cock is just a few inches from my hands, I feel myself getting excited and sweating as it’s getting more difficult to keep my erection down, how can anyone contain themselves around a man like this,I envy whichever woman had the privilege to sleep with this man , as im massaging his thigh, going up and down the tender muscles, my hands just an inch away from his uncut monster, I feel myself drooling as im looking at it, I look up at him to check his gaze, I smile in relief like a thief who hasn’t been caught and got away, im stealing and keeping every moment of this rare occurrence with my eyes, which im gonna remember and think of for the rest of my life. I move on to the other thigh so I go around him, I feel my hands are worn out but I don’t want to stop, I’ll massage this hunk till my hands fall off. Already 2 hours have passed, the golden rays of sunlight are starting to peak through my window, as im massaging his thigh I notice sudden movement in his fat cock, it’s slowly growing, I blush and feel myself drooling, my heart racing..I don’t know what to do..my instincts pushing me to latch my hands on it cause Id definitely love to massage that muscle..but i can’t all of this will turn into another nightmare like before…and this time id actually be guilty, I look up at him and his eyes are still closed, I ignore his delicious irresistible semi erection, but can’t help admire the lustful event unfolding in front of my eyes,my erection is now pushing up my under garments and the apron..I think it’s better I stop this massage before I do something stupid,
…I stop and say “done” he opens his eyes and says “hmmm” I step away and turn around looking for something to dry my hands off, I can hear him get up,
Him:”that was surprisingly vary soothing I have to say, you are far better than I’d thought you’d be, finally a rumour that turned out to be true” I smile as I feel happy he really enjoyed it” I try not to look at him just stare the ground, he started putting on his pants his cock bounced around and swayed like teasing me, I can’t explain the hunger I felt, as I waited near the door, he handed me the golden coins pouch, and asked me “is everything alright?” both my hands are over my crotch trying to hide my now semi erection, I reply “everything is alright sir, im glad you enjoyed the massage, visit me anytime again” he stood there, I didn’t know what he was looking at, I looked up at him, he was smiling, he said “ glad we both enjoyed ” I blushed and kinda got dizzy as he said that, I avoided all eye contact at that moment cause I was terrified, if he was insinuating he knew I had an erection during that whole time,“ he smiled again and asked was that all…you were going to massage?” my heart stopped in that moment, I froze and answered as best i could with a little stutter , “I didn’t massage ur backside sir, i apologise but I am really tired next time you should come at a reasonable hour when Im well rested so I can provide the full service..” he chuckled at my answer “ I can’t visit at your regular hours, I have……I will send a carriage to pick you up next time, you will massage me at my own quarters is that alright?” I don’t know how to reply cause i don’t want to go somewhere else …but he pays a lot and I will be picked up and on top of all of that…I get to see him and all his made glory again so the only answer is “yes sir” as he went inside the carriage, his gaurds also followed after him they looked at me and gave me a grin as if they knew something…
To be continued
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