Taylor’s Story
I had a car from the dealership, but drove Sally every chance I got. She was more than a car, she was a connection to my mother, and I just felt good driving her. I had her engine purring like a kitten, and she was looking great! Little by little I had been replacing her parts, fine tuning things, and fixing her flaws. Mechanically she was amazing, the only thing left was a new paint job, I decided to wait until summer for that. It was a great Spring day, perfect for a drive out to the country with the windows down. I parked Sally between Che’s Bronco and River’s Maverick, and started to unload the food. We made dinner for the guys and were going to hang out with them for a couple of hours.
“This place is so nice; I’d love living out here” Noah said as we unloaded the car.
“Not me. It’s a nice place to visit, but I’d miss the city… I mean who the hell wants to drive a half hour for groceries.” Noah rolled his eyes at my response; we’d had this conversation before. We were saving for a place of our own (we had a good start, but were still saving), I wanted an oceanfront condo in one of the high-rise buildings on the beach. Noah wanted a house, maybe out in the country, or maybe in one of the older neighborhoods near downtown, picket fence, kids, all of it… we had different visions for our future but we talked a lot about it, and I wanted what he wanted too, just not right now. Noah understood, we talked about buying a condo first and living the city life for a while, then selling or renting it out and getting a house when we were ready to settle down and start a family… but I was not even close to ready for that shit, like I said, Noah understood. We unloaded the car and walked towards the house, River had heard us drive up and opened the door.
“Heeeyyyyyyy, who are you?!” Noah asked with a high-pitched voice, and a laugh. I looked down to see the cutest damn puppy running towards us. We had our hands full, otherwise we both probably would’ve dropped to the ground to play with the little guy.
“Mac get back here” River yelled from the cabin. Che came out of the house to grab the four-legged welcoming committee. We stopped on our way to the house and let the puppy licked our faces as Che held him. He was so sweet.
“Mac, dis is Taylor and Noah. Yeah, we like dem” Che said in an almost baby talk way. It was funny to hear tough guy Che talk like that; he was totally in love with that dog. “I got him from Seth and Max and all d’ kids.”
“Zoey followed Che home from BroMax Farm one day, then he kept coming here looking for him” River said.
“N’ I loved hangin’ with him, so they got me own dog” Che added.
River laughed, “He kept coming back, cuz’ Che kept feedin’ him everything we ate.”
“N’ Izzy Named him Macaroni.”
“You know… Macaroni and Cheese” River chimed in rolling his eyes. Me and Noah both laughed… Izzy’s a little nut.
We finally made our way into the house, we were there on moving day, but they had done a lot since then. It was small, but extremely nice, and the guys seemed so comfortable there. We hung out in the kitchen and talked as we warmed up dinner in the oven. We had a great dinner, and a lot of fun hanging out with the guys. Che was halfway through his recovery and looked great, his accident caught us all off guard and really freaked most of us out, it was so close to home.
A couple hours into our night, I got a text, I glanced at it and ignored it for the moment… it was one of my regular clients looking for a massage. Me and Noah hung out with them for another hour or so; I was thinking about the text the whole time.
So, this client, Robert, was a guy in his late thirties who lived on the west coast but came to town on business a few times a year. He was pretty much just up for a basic erotic massage with a happy… um, sometimes “oral assisted” ending. The thing about him is that he was always asking me if a had a “friend” that would join us for a four-handed massage (he was more than willing to pay for it, and he was a big tipper). It wasn’t unusual for masseurs to team up, but I didn’t have anyone I could trust so I was always on my own. However, Noah had accepted me doing massage, and was good with it. The longer we were together, the more interest he took in it. He even asked me to teach him massage, and I’d shown him most of the basics. He gave me massages regularly, and was damn good at it too. The text from Robert asked if I could see him later that night, and if I had found a friend for four-handed massage yet. To be honest, I had fantasized about me and Noah doing four-handed massages together, when I got the text. I got to thinking, … hmmmm, maybe this is my chance. It would be a hell of a lot of fun, and hot as fuck. So, I decided to test the waters.
“Hey, I got a request for a massage tonight…”
Noah looked disappointed, “I was hoping we could just hang out at home tonight.” We didn’t get a lot of Saturday nights at home alone.
“Well... he was asking if I knew anyone that could help with a four-handed massage, and, um, I was hoping, um maybe…” I was rarely shy or timid, but suddenly I was struggling to get the words out. “…that um… maybe we could do it together.”
“WHAT?!” Noah asked in shock. “I... I… can’t do that!!!”
“Yeah, you can! You give great massages; I can give you some pointers before we go, then just follow my lead.”
I could tell he was nervous, but excited by the prospect. “What would I have to… you know… do?”
I inhaled deeply, then exhaled and said, “Well, just a regular massage with a little, um, intimate touching… and maybe we could end with us both sucking his cock?” I said quietly ending my statement like a question to test his interest.
I looked over at him as we drove through the countryside in the loud Mustang. It was obvious he was nervous, but I knew he was intrigued. ‘I dunno, Tay. I… I don’t think I can.”
The more we talked, the more excited I got about the idea, so I pushed him a little harder than I probably should’ve. “Noah, this would be fucking fun. You and me touching another guy together… and Robert is hot. He’s got a lean, musclar body, sixpack abs, and um… he’s fucking hung” I said with a little laugh, that got a smile from Noah (a nervous smile, but a smile nonetheless, he was thinking about it).
“So, like we just massage him like we do to each other?” He asked, I took it as a good sign that he was asking questions.
“Exactly, we’ll be across from each other the whole time, just follow my lead. You have amazing hands” I said trying to encourage him, but I couldn’t resist adding, “And you’re hot as fuck. He’ll love it, and it’ll make it way more fun for me too.”
“Will we both get paid?” He was intrigued.
“Yup, and he tips big. More money for the house fund.” I said trying to, well, normalize the offer a little bit and appeal to Noah’s business side. We were both focused on saving for our own place… our only real vice (well, really my only vice) was Sally, and that was labor of love. “Listen,” I said pulling into the parking lot for our building. “Just try it. I’ll set the appointment for 10:00, that gives us time to practice a little bit before we meet Robert. What’s the worst thing that could happen?”
Noah was so apprehensive, I could tell he wanted to do it, but at the same time didn’t. “I dunno”
“I need to get back to him, I’ll set the appointment for 10:00 and tell him I’m working on lining up a friend for a four-handed massage, but no guarantee. That way if you’re up for it you go… if you’re not, no pressure.” He agreed! I was half way there. I parked Sally and we made our way to the elevator, I texted Robert on the way up to our place and told him I might have a friend with me, but it wasn’t definite… he was excited at the prospect of two of us.
I set the massage table up in the middle of the room, Noah and I stood across from each other, me at the head, him at the foot. I started my playlist on the speaker, it was timed to an hour and I used it to help me know when to move from one part of the body to the next to make sure I got everything done. I explained that to Noah as I instructed him, “He’ll be face down, I’ll start on his shoulders, you start on his feet like I taught you, you’re foot massage technique is awesome” I said, keeping eye contact with him and doing my best to encourage him.
We walked through an abbreviated version of my massage routine, I explained, and complimented him as we did. By the time we finished, Noah said, “I’m in.” He had a nervous laugh and was smiling.
“You sure? I don’t want to force you” I said, but damn I wanted him to do it.
“I’m sure” he smiled as he moved towards me for a kiss. He threw his arms around me, “We’ve been talking about doing this, I want to try it, it just happened kinda fast I wasn’t sure. But yeah… I’m in.”
I grinned back, “Let’s take a shower, and go.”
“Are you gonna text your client?”
“Nah, we’ll just surprise him… that way if you change your mind…”
“I’m not changing my mind. Really, I’m good.” I still decided not to tell Robert, just in case.
We made our way to the bathroom, and stripped naked, he was rock hard. “You are excited about this, aren’t you?” I chuckled as I grabbed his hard on. We kissed as we stepped under the warm water. Our shower was quick, but sensual as we kissed and soaped each other up. I brought Noah to the brink but made him save the finale for later. After the shower, we trimmed each other up a little, dressed in light flowing clothes (I wore white linen pants with a black tank top, and a black jock underneath… Noah wore the same, fuck he looked hot!). I grabbed my table and backpack with my supplies and we made our way down to my dealer car in the parking garage and loaded the table in the back.
We got in, shut the doors, and Noah let out a heavy sigh. “You sure?” I asked again.
He smile, “Yeah, just nervous and excited.” We cranked some tines on the way to Roberts hotel.
“You don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with. Okay?” He nodded. “If it’s too much, you can quietly leave and I’ll finish up.” I said the words, but I knew that once he started, he’d see it through… that was Noah.
We parked the car, dragged the table through the lobby, into the elevator, and up to room 1010. I asked Noah one more time before I knocked. He inhaled, exhaled, and said, “Ready” with a smile. God he was cute.
Robert open the door, and greeted me with a smile and a hug, “Hello Jay” (that was the name I used with my massage clients. I didn’t need them in my personal life). When he saw Noah standing behind me, his smile grew twice the size. “Who’s this?” He asked almost gleefully, he’d been waiting for this for a long time.
Shit! I hadn’t thought about what to call Noah, I didn’t want to use his real name, but before I could panic, Noah stepped up. “I’m Nate” he said with an air of confidence that came out of nowhere. Robert looked him up and down, he clearly approved.
“Nate is a new colleague; he was available at the last minute” I said setting the stage. “We work well together.” We entered the room, I set up the massage table, candles, speaker etc. while Nate and Robert made small talk… Nate was holding his own. When I was set up, Robert shucked his clothes and lay on the table face down. Noah and I both had warmup jackets on (Spring in North Carolina was still a little cold). We were both in our black tank tops and white linen pants as Noah moved to the foot of the table, and I moved to the head with Robert buck naked on the table below us. I laid a towel over his ass and squirted some oil onto him to get us rolling. I started on his shoulders and back while Noah massaged his feet as we discussed. I watched my partner as he concentrated on the bottom of Robert’s feet, he pushed deep and was thorough. Noah looked up at me when Robert moaned his appreciation, our eyes met and locked… a smile formed on his face as he gained confidence.
I have to admit, this was an even bigger turn on than I’d imagine. My cock was getting hard as I massaged Robert’s muscular back and watched Noah work his feet. When he finished one foot, he moved up his leg massaging his calf then his up his thigh. He reached the top of the thigh about the same time I reached the bottom of Robert’s back… we were in total sync. I nudged under the towel and started massaging his ass. I motioned to Noah to do the other foot. He moved his way back down the leg he had been working on and started to massage the other foot. I moved back to the shoulders. Noah repeated the same movements on his other leg, when he got to the thigh, I was at the lower back again. Our eyes were still locked, there was sexual tension between the two of us as we dutifully serviced the body below us. It was so fucking sensual.
Noah was working his inner thighs when I gave him a smile and nodded towards the client’s balls. Noah got the hint. His fingers grazed the warm, fleshy sack hanging under his butt crack… again, Robert moaned his appreciation. I removed the towel and gave his butt a deep kneading, grazing his hole as I did. Meanwhile, Noah titillated his upper legs, and teased his privates. Our eyes were still locked, and Noah was smiling, he was freaking loving it!
I pushed my hardening manhood against the client’s head, then I pulled at the drawstring of my pants and let the linen fabric drop to the floor. Noah didn’t need to be invited to do the same, he followed my lead. We were both clad in black Tank tops, and black jockstraps as we kept massaging. To my surprise and utter excitement, Noah was the first to pull his tank top off, this time I followed his lead. My shy boyfriend was getting bolder, and Goddammit it was sexy as hell!
We moved to the sides of the table; Robert’s hands instinctively stroked both of our crotches through the fabric of the jockstraps. I release my member, letting it hang out the side and rest in my client’s warm hand. My eye remained locked to Noah’s as I did… again, he followed suit. He leaned over the table and we kissed above our naked client while he stroked out cocks. No, actually, we fucking made out above him. The whole thing was a major turn on.
We pulled out of our kiss; it was time for Robert to flip onto his back. When he flipped, it was clear that he was thoroughly enjoying his four-handed massage; he was hard as fuck. I saw Noah’s eyes pop out of his head as he examined the massive, uncut tool. He looked at me for direction, all I did was grin. I moved to the foot of the table, and Noah rotated to the head. This time I moved up Robert’s legs, and Noah massaged his muscular chest, his moans were steady now and his cock was begging for attention as it bounced against his abs. I came up from below and lightly touched his ball sack, I nodded to Noah and held my hand flat motioning for him to massage his abs under his cock. He got it and went for it. My fingers were touching the sides of his balls while the backs of Noah’s hands teased the length of his cock. Robert was squirming and whimpering underneath us. I was watching Noah’s face, his eye were fixated on what his hands were doing, and there was this devilishly satisfied smile on his face. I knew that look, it’s the look of knowing that someone else’s pleasure is in your hands and they are all nerves under your touch, just waiting to feel what’s next.
After several more minutes of teasing, we moved to Robert’s sides again. This time, I added oil and we were both worked his upper body as he stroked our cocks. Noah was watching my movements and mimicking them, we moved over his chest, down his abs and around his manhood. I looked up at Noah and locked eyes with him again as I grabbed Robert’s cock with one hand, and used my other hand to place Noah’s hand above mine. We stared through each other as we slowly jacked the massive cock up and down. Noah was physically trembling with excitement.
With our eyes still locked, I removed my hand (Noah followed), then slowly bent over, and gave Robert’s cock a long lick from balls to tip. I came back up and nodded for Noah to do the same. He froze in hesitation for just a second, then bent over and gave Robert a lick…. Holy fuck that was hot!!! Watching my hot, shy boyfriend and enjoying the fact that he was giving someone else pleasure was amazing. Within a few seconds, we were both working on the massive tool… Noah licking the shaft, me working on the meaty balls. Eventually we were both licking the sides and making out with his cock in the middle of our lips. Robert was flipping the fuck out with excitement… he shot a satisfying load onto his chest while we continued making our with his fuckstick. Noah groaned into my mouth then stood up and shot on Robert’s chest, adding his cum to the mess.
I grabbed a warm washcloth from the bathroom and wiped Robert clean after he finally went limp. He just lay there basking in the aftermath of his pleasure as the two of us got dressed. Finally, he jumped off the table, grabbed his wallet and handed Noah a wad of cash. “That was so fucking hot” he said quietly as he tried to regain his composure. “It was a pleasure to meet you Nate” he said to Noah as I packed up the table and my supplies. Then we headed towards the door. “Let’s repeat this next time I’m in town, Jay.” I agreed as we hugged goodbye.
We took the elevator down to the lobby, walked quietly out to the car, and loaded the table into the back of it. We got in, then shut the doors. Noah’s head fell back on the headrest and he let out an “Oh my freaking god, that was so… so…”
“Hot?”
“No. More than that… like empowering, and freeing, and… and... I get it. I get why you do this now” Noah said, the excitement was racing through him. “I felt so powerful” then, he counted the cash. “Holy shit, he gave us eight hundred bucks!!” My usual fee with Robert was two hundred, plus he usually gave me a hundred dollar tip, I was expecting six hundred at most… I guess he had a good experience. Good. More money for the house fund.
“It feels good to be in charge of someone’s pleasure like that doesn’t it?” I asked. Noah didn’t answer. Instead, he bent over, pulled my cock out of my pants, and gave me a blow job right there in the hotel parking lot. Oh my god, I had created a monster. I lasted for just a couple of minutes before I shot my load. Noah drank every drop, then he kissed me and snowballed my cum into my mouth.
After that we headed home. “Um, do you think we could do that again sometime?” Noah asked. I was a little hesitant; on the one hand it was awesome that he appreciated what I did, on the other, it could be pretty rough, and Noah wasn’t exactly a tough guy. “I… mean with you. I wouldn’t want to do it alone. It was fun with you.” That I could handle, as long as I was there to protect him.
“If you really want, I’m sure we’d get some offers.” That night when we got home, I updated my Massage profile to offer four-handed massage, I uploaded some pics of Noah, one of his chest, another of him in a towel, then one of the two of us in towels from the neck down (no face pics, it was best if things stayed anonymous).
We ended up watching a movie and falling asleep on the couch with Noah’s head in my lap. We weren’t your typical couple, but I loved what we had.
To be continued…
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