The masseur's son

Chapter 5 – LIVING TOGETHER.

Freedom can move your life and it can be seen even in the hardest conditions, together with love and friendship, happiness and beauty. Have a look at the life of eight beggars who live together at: luces-delatierra.blogspot.com or in English at: lightsoftheearth.blogspot.com

So we had no more sex that night and anyhow, after a lot of kissing and touching, we managed to fall asleep. When I woke up, he was already awake and awaiting me to open my eyes in order to kiss me. It was wonderful to start the day kissing my hot Tyson and see that so far he had no shock for all we had done yesterday.

He told me now we should enter the shower both together. We did and he was touching everything in my body, so I did the same to his hot body. In the shower, he told me something more.

-Yesterday night, I had to leave the bed one moment to go to the toilet and when I returned I saw that you were hard as a rock, Raymond. So I touched your dick with affection, with the hope that maybe you were dreaming of me. And in that moment, your sexy cock shot a new load, and I’m sure you don’t remember that cum, dad.

-So hot to know that with you I may even cum when I am asleep.

After an erotic shower, both of us touching everything, we went to breakfast. As we were having our coffees, I just told him I would give him a new massage today, when we were both back home. He told me I could give him as many massages as I desired, but he would try to see how I did it in order to return that pleasure to his father one close day. When we drained our coffees, I saw him kneeling quickly on the floor and getting my cock in his mouth, ready to give me a new blowjob.

-I think you will feel more relaxed if I give you a blowjob every day before going to the massage parlour, Raymond. Don’t worry. You can suck my cock this afternoon again and one close day I will really have to fuck you. Now just enjoy your son’s tongue.

It was wonderful to have my son blowing me again. In this second blowjob he gave me, he was even better than last night and it was obvious he had learnt to edge me with his tongue. I knew I would suck my sexy son’s cock at least once when I returned and I allowed myself to be carried away by lust and was not fast but had to cum for I started work soon. So I bathed Tyson’s sexy mouth with my first load that day and thanked him again, assuring him I’d give him at least two blowjobs today. We got dressed and he left and went to his mechanic’s shop and I went to my massage parlour.

It was a hard day when I could see I was hard now with every boy I massaged thinking I would soon be touching Tyson again. The clients smiled seeing me so hard and just told me it was a compliment to see me with that boner, hoping I was that hard at them. I answered I was hard thinking about a girl I had sex with last night, but I don’t know whether they believed me.

Finally I was home and I didn’t want to get naked till my son arrived but it was half past two when I heard him coming in. He kissed me and told me first we should have lunch but we should do it naked. So I saw him taking everything off and encouraging me to also strip, which I did more securely now for at least I was sure Tyson liked seeing his father naked.

After lunch, I told him the stretcher was already in the living room and he should lie on top of it and I would begin by masturbating him, then a massage with no oil and at last my first blowjob today.

-Since you told me you want to learn, Tyson –I told him as soon as I had a new opportunity to masturbate my son-, just look at what I’m doing. The trick is starting at the point your beautiful cock joins your balls and then going up slowly, massaging every inch of your rod and this way all your cock flesh gets on fire. You continue going up with care and affection, meticulously and sometimes you can even wrap all the length of your massive shaft with both hands and moving them erotically a bit, till you reach your cock head. Now you’ll be a while caressing it, making it more erotic and there will come a time when I see in your face that you’re on the verge of orgasm. So now it’s the right time to leave your dick for a short time and I can use both my hands. As you see my right hand is stroking your balls, never stopping this way the erotic sensation you must be feeling in your genitals, and my left hand meanwhile will be stroking your chest. I will soon return up your cock, like this: slowly, with no hurry to finish the journey upwards and I will be affectionately repeating everything, always untiringly so you can also learn how to give fun to any sexy boy you want to edge, till after ten minutes repeating everything I can have mercy of my sexy son and allow him to cum.

And in that moment I endlessly moved my hand around his corona till he had no chance but shoot a new torrent of spunk, which fortunately dirtied my hand and I tasted it overjoyed, anticipating some of the fun I would have when I gave him a new blowjob, the first today.

But now I had to massage him, again with no oil. I asked him to lie on his stomach and I could delight again in watching his hot ass, not red today. Knowing what he wanted, I stuck one of my fingers inside his hole as I started again to carefully knead his back. What a glorious perspective of his back nudity. At the time I entered now a second finger, I could see all his beautiful skin shining with joy, ready to be erotically massaged by his incestuous father and of course my dick was having fun for now, whenever I could be giving Tyson a new massage, I was on fire and jacked off. Soon I asked him to turn and the first thing he did was kissing me. With a different perspective of his ass, I stuck a third finger as I started to squeeze his nipples and soon came down all the length of his body. Slowly I took longer than an hour massaging everything, with care from his shoulders down to his hands, again his chest, a bit of his balls and finally down his legs and feet. I finally stopped, ready at last to give him a new blowjob.

I had spent hours longing to suck his cock again and now my tongue began to be transformed into a patient insect savouring first all the inches up his cock up to his glans. In that moment Tyson asked me.

-Raymond, will you not fuck me too in every massage? I wish you did.

-I had to fuck you last night and I will do it again tonight, but only in bed. Waiting for you to fuck me too, I can also blackmail you a little. Till the day comes when I can finally feel your cock fucking me, I’ll only fuck you once a day. So take it or leave it.

-Ok, dad; at least I know you will fuck me today too.

Now I managed to give my son the longest blowjob I had given him so far. He had learnt to edge me with his tongue and I should be just as good. What I had told him of edging with your hands, I rehearsed now with my tongue, in constant repetitions of untiring journeys to his balls, his groins, as a fourth finger was in his ass, and I told him today he should have enough with four of his father’s fingers inside him; today he would not be fisted. I would often fist him, but not every day. Balls again, up his shaft slowly again, till finally I was determined to lick his glans driving him crazy and allow him to finally gift me his hot jizz again. At long last he bathed his father’s mouth again with a new sample of that juice of his masculinity and of course my dick shot a new load that day. I told him the massage had finished today and now we could have a coffee after which we both sucked the other’s cock again.

That night in bed was a new horny night in which we got used to show each other our incestuous lust with no inhibitions. Of course the first thing I had to do was fucking him and later he allowed me again a new blowjob, and four of his fingers were in my ass; he kept on opening me up and I was eager for the day Tyson would finally fuck me. And finally he gave me a new blowjob.

We continued like this for three more days, with one massage every day, a lot of sex whenever we had the chance, and always horny in bed repeating the same long battle every day. But on Friday that week he told me at breakfast.

-I will massage you today, Raymond. When I come home I’ll have a shower first and you could be waiting for me to finish lying on top of that very stretcher you’ve used with me these days.

And the hour finally came when Tyson would rehearse being a masseur with his father. I waited for him on the stretcher for just ten minutes and finally I saw him coming naked from the bathroom and he came straight to my cock, for he’d told me I should lie on my back, and he began to try manual edging with me and he was very good and never allowed me to cum. His face was a poem of lust as he cupped both his hands around my shaft and next he erotically massaged my glans and was attentive to my face and I’m sure he knew when I was on the verge of cumming, and as I had done to him, he also “tortured” me and left my cock to stroke affectionately my balls. He knew how to massage some of my perineum and then started to caress my whole chest and his hands ran down to my navel, he stopped to kiss it and finally started the “torture” again and thus he had me for more than a quarter of an hour while I took deep breaths so as not to cum till the moment he had intended. But finally he had mercy on me and told me now it’s the time for your orgasm and he saw me spilling tons of cum then as he told me how sexy I was when I was cumming.

-You’ve really learnt, Tyson.

-Thanks, Raymond, you deserve it. I wanna be just as good with your dick as you have always been with mine. Now the time has come for you to tell me how I have learnt to massage.

A previous kiss and he also started touching and kneading every feature of my face. This massage was with no oil, just his bare hands, but soon I could see what magnificent hands he had. He started massaging my chest and he also masturbated my nipples. It felt like fire and in that moment I was really proud that I had given him that pleasure so many times before. When he was running down my abdomen, he also told me.

-I have decided that tonight in bed I will finally fuck you, Raymond, or at least I will try. I’m sure your ass is already prepared for a dick.

When he was massaging my ass, I began to know that was going to be the best day of my whole sexual life. Well, it already was. His hands were those of a baker carefully making bread, and my ass now was the oven which he heated sticking two fingers inside with no preparation, and I yelled with the sudden pain but it soon became ecstasy, anticipating the heaven I could have tonight with his dick. All the time I told him he was the best of masseurs and it was the first time in my life I’d had an erotic massage but I could have no hotter masseur. As I told him these words, he was already stroking my balls from behind till he asked me to turn for now he was going to give me the first relaxing blowjob after a massage.

My dick was throbbing when I turned and I saw him poking out his tongue and soon he was licking my glans and sometimes even entering a bit my meatus, something that drove me crazy. It was a really long blowjob when he told me all the time I should relax and feel and that was his reward and after today we would massage each other alternatively and today it was him. Since with his tongue he’d already shown me he knew how to edge, he had me now for twenty long minutes edging me, with the torture a tongue can do for your pleasure. He helped himself with his hands sometimes, wrapping my cock while he was licking my balls. After twenty minutes of pleasant torture he licked my glans hectically with the clear intention to make me finally cum and eventually I came in his sexy mouth, always happy, he told me, to swallow his father’s nectar.

-Indeed I had to teach you nothing, Tyson. You know perfectly well how to edge a cock both with your hands and with your tongue. And you really know how to massage. Ok, you’ll give me a new massage the day after tomorrow for tomorrow I’ll have the fun again to take you to heaven with at least one massage.

The rest of that day we spent with the usual things of father and son watching TV or reading, but both of us sitting naked on the couch. Later dinner time, with two more blowjobs till fortunately it was bedtime again and now my hot son had to fuck me. He’s promised me he would.

-Come on, my hot Tyson; you enjoy sex with your father and there’s only one sexual act we haven’t lived so far. You also have to fuck me; the time has finally come.

I lied on my stomach showing him my ass, trying to seduce him to fuck me. He told me I should turn for he also wanted to look into my eyes.

-I’m not gonna rape you, Raymond, so I will start but will stop if you ask me.

-Come on, Tyson, stick it in.

And he finally did, letting his cock in little by little. He has such a long dick that when he entered most of it, it began to hurt me. But I wouldn’t let him now. I only urged him to continue fucking his father. It hurt but it was so hot to know that finally father and son had done everything and he also had the right to cum in my ass. Nevertheless the pain didn’t last for very long and the time soon came to start feeling ecstasy with his cock inside me and noticing that pleasure, I started to jack off. He noticed my sudden fun and started to kiss me and grope me in a way it seemed the first time he was touching me and kissing we were for more than a quarter of an hour when he finally screamed in joy bathing his father’s ass at last with his semen and of course I, who had felt Tyson’s cum for the first time in my ass, came too. The only thing I didn’t tell him is that I had fallen unexpectedly in love with my son. I hoped this time as lovers could last, but he should find a girlfriend one day and I thought I’d better tell him nothing. So all I did was thanking him and ask him to fuck me now every day. He answered now we could do everything with each other and asked me to fuck him again. I did and after fucking we 69ed one more time.

That’s what we did every day for a year and a half, sometimes me massaging Tyson, sometimes Tyson massaging me. We spent the day having sex at home after our work, and every night doing everything in bed together.

But one day, before taking our clothes off and me massaging Tyson, for it was my turn that day, he sat beside me on the couch and said he wanted to talk.

-Dad, you already know my friend Lance, and you know he’s gay. Well, he works in a gay sauna and suddenly I heard him say, never telling me the real reason, that they’ve fired the masseur. You know, Raymond, working as a mechanic is an exhausting job and I don’t really like it. Well –He looked at me then totally blushing-, what would you think if I apply for that job?

-An erotic masseur in a gay sauna?

-Yes, dad.

-With a happy ending?

-Yes, dad; clients expect a final masturbation. I won’t suck their cocks. But what would you think of me, dad?

-Tyson, I guess you are bisexual –he nodded-, and you’ve shown me what a good masseur you are. As for taking the job… well, I want my son’s happiness for whatever job he might have and it is a decent job to give erotic massages too. Be whatever you want and always count on your father.

-Thanks, Raymond.

So he left his job in the mechanic’s shop and soon started working as an erotic masseur in a gay sauna. But one thing led to another. Lance soon had a drink with his sister Diana and my son. They liked each other and Tyson started dating Diana. Sometimes he told me that he cheated her and went to bed with Lance. I think she knew that fact but since it was her brother she never told Tyson anything and allowed him. And one day, my son moved to a house they rented for both of them and for a year I lost him. It was difficult for me not to have sex with that hot lad I was in love with but bitterly I went on with my life. But he sometimes came to my house for a massage, so at least we still had that fun together. But a year after he had started his relationship with Diana, he came home full of tears and told me.

-Dad, Diana and I have broken up. She knew perfectly well I had sex with her brother sometimes and she has always accepted my bisexuality and even told me it was perfect for my nature, provided I only cheated her with Lance. But one day she started asking me questions about my job, mainly how I had learnt the trade, whether it was not my father the one who had taught me, even erotic massages and so on. Well, I never told her you taught me or told her I sometimes have sex with you, but I guess she has found out our incest and that’s something she cannot cope with. So she has finally left me, dad. I am sure now I should never have left you, Raymond. I’m sure I need a boy from time to time but I’m sure of something more. Raymond, I love you.

-You love me, Tyson? –I asked with tears in my eyes. I could never imagine such a thing.

-Deeply dad.

-My dear son, I’ve secretly loved you for two years now.

-Then, let’s live together, dad. My God, how beautiful this is. You are what I need and I am what you need, father and son in love! Sometimes life is beautiful, dad.

-Ok, we will try and live together as a couple. Diana already knows; nobody else can know. Don’t even tell Lance or anybody else.

So that’s how we really started to be a couple now. The days of bliss began when, hiding it to everybody, we started doing everything together. Even trivial things like shopping, calculating our monthly budget or sharing every task like cooking, were wonderful things if they were done together with my boyfriend son. I never thought I would share my life with a boy, and I’m sure he never thought of that chance before either, but we’re both grateful to life for what we have.

Not every day we have a massage but two days a week, I massage Tyson, sometimes finger-fuck him or even spank him, which is something he still asks me; sometimes Tyson massages me and it always ends with a blowjob. After the massage we blow each other after dinner, which we always have totally nude. We prefer fucking in bed every night and I fuck my son and he fucks his father. Now I am a conventional masseur and cannot help getting hard with all the clients, and Tyson is still an erotic masseur. I hope I can still live many years in order to make him happy. We often cry due to the deep love we feel for each other. Now I am glad one day I entered Tyson’s bedroom.