Straight Male / 37
My First Massage
I am fortunate to be employed in a family business and have a beautiful wife and 2 adorable young girls. My work requires some long hours and occasional travel. My wife is a professional who works the mornings for another company while our daughters are in pre school; she gave up a successful career to become a mom, which suits her to a tee. Our home is immaculate, you would think we have full time maids but we share household chores. Every 4th Saturday my wife is rewarded with a morning at her favorite salon/spa where she is papered and ends with a massage.
Last September we were at the mall when we were approached by some men wanting to give us a complimentary neck rub or 5 minute facial massage. My wife insisted she get the neck rub and I get a facial massage, which we did. I almost feel asleep in the middle of the busy mall it was so relaxing. After that 5 minute massage I came to appreciated why my wife enjoyed her monthly massages.
For my birthday, the last of October, she and my daughters gave me an "Executive, Full Service VIP Massage" at the massage studio from the men at the mall. I have been busy before Christmas and this years end of the calendar year I had never used the Certificate. My wife called and set me an appointment last Saturday morning, which was required based on the certificate and it pending expiration. When she told me it was a 4 (four) hour VIP Treatment and I was to be there at 8:00am, I was a bit put off at it taking so long.
I knew the process my wife experienced at the salon spa, but did not know what to expect at a different facility. I arrived at an upscale facility, decorated with fine furnishings, imported rugs, paintings, fresh flowers and the smell of jasmine. A young Oriental man greeted me and took be back to a executive style room with overstuffed chairs around a hardwood inlay table, fresh flowers, incense and scented candles burning on a matching credenza. I thought, how much did she waste on this massage? It's decorated like a Five-Star Corporate office.
Two Oriental men came in, introduced themselves and asking for my certificate. Then they explained I had the VIP Treatment, that someone must really care for me. I told them I had never had a massage and would not have had they not been at the mall. They explained a series of events which would occur and explained I was in store for the most amazing experience of my life. The other man turned on the TV where I was to view an instructional video with their assisted on "proper breathing techniques" to heighten my massage experience. For 10 minutes we watched as they coached me on how to breath turning my massages. There would be a facial treatment, stem wrap and then massage. After that time I would be moved to the Quite area where I would sip tea, relax beside the indoor pool and allow myself time for bodily functions. Then, I would be taken to a massage room where I would treated to a massage... allowed to rest for a few minutes with the last massage would be administered by two masseurs. First, I was taken to a small room where I was to remove my clothes, put on a white robe locking the door and attaching the key to my robe.
So now I am naked (in the robe) and taken to a sauna and told to lay the robe on the bench inside... they came back in 15 minutes. I was then taken to private shower where I was to shower with cold water, then warm water and was given hand made soap made from Oatmeal, honey combs, and lavender. Now I'm taken into the Facial Room where a man scrubs my face with salt, then applied a cucumber, cantaloupe, kiwi, honey treatment and leaves it for 15 minutes. While I am laying back with that treatment I get a scalp manipulation. He washed my face and laid me back into the chair again, his stool at my head, and begins this amazing,gentle massage of my face and neck. I fell asleep and when I woke he was coming back into the room to wake me. Now I set in a room beside the indoor pool with a fountain, listening to the sounds of birds, sipping herbal tea and looking at other men in the room...but no one was speaking a word.
They insisted I empty my bladder again, which I did, and was lead to a private massage room where I was giving the option of being naked or covering myself with a towel (a small white hand towel). Laying on the table with a hand towel over my privates they poured warm coconut oil all over my body. Then he explains the different massage techniques, demonstrating each. I choose a the combination options of all massages on different parts of my body. I was so relaxed when he turned me on my back I was slow in rolling over. He massaged from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, then he gave me an amazing foot massage. He would massage different areas on the soles of my feet and ask me if I felt it in other areas of my body, and I did. I got a quick lesion in foot massage, reflexology and how the nerves in our feet are tied to body organs. I was now a believer in foot massage and reflexology...facials and deep tissue massages.
Then he told me to rest for a few minutes using the resting breathing techniques as I waited for my last massage. By this time I would have done most anything he told me. In a few minutes he came back with the other masseur and told me to take the towel off for the Tantric Massage. Now... they tell me they will be massaging my ass hole with Tantra techniques as this was the last area of stress which needed to be relieved. I started to get up and call it a day but nothing so far had been anything other than a great experience and I had fallen asleep 2 different times. They poured more warm coconut oil over my body and beginning with the very tip ends of their finger they started barely touching each side of my face. It was so gentle, relaxing, yet it felt like light volts of electricity everywhere they touched me. By the time they got to my shoulders and chest I was in a trance and loving the attention. I could have kicked myself for not going to a massage before as I had not been that relaxed in a long time. Down my stomach, legs, feet and then to my back and up my body again to my head. They barely had their hands over my ass cheeks, so I was wondering when they would rub across my hairy, Italian ass. Flipping onto my back one of the masseurs moved to my feet and the other was back working on my face. The one massaging my feet pushes my legs up and placed my feet flat on the table with my knees up. The other one began to massage my nipples, gently kneading them between his fingers. The other is massaging my calves and thighs. They remind me to start the breathing techniques again, which I did.
I was completely in a different dimension when I realized the masseur at the top was on the side and his hands were massaging my pubs and finger tips touching my cock base. The other masseur had my legs up and out as he massaged the insides of my thighs with his finger hitting my ass hole. Now, I was getting aroused and I didn't care if it was men. The top masseur reached for my legs and pulled them up and out and the other masseur began to lightly rub circles around my ass hole. They told me to breath deep and relax. For the longest those two masseurs took turns gently, and then firming massaging my ass hole. The masseur on the side placed his hand under my knees pulling my legs up to my chest and with his right hand was massaging my nipples. I felt a finger gently slide in my ass but I went with it breathing deep and counting like instructed.
The next 15 minutes was the most fascinating, amazing, awesome experience of my life. I am a married, straight, dad and was enjoying another man's finger in my ass and one kneading my tits. I felt the second finger slide in and turn up as he began to massage my prostrate and it felt so good. He alternated between finger, fingers in my ass and rubbing around it firmly. He even rubbed my ass with his elbow and forearm. I was hard a steel as I experienced my first Tantric Massage. Then, the masseur beside me took my hands placing them behind my knees and telling me to hold them tight and high as he moved down; now I have a masseur on each side of the table with their hands on my ass cheeks and each with an index finger in my ass at the same time. The other masseur had his finger under the other finger and was going in and out of my ass like fucking a pussy. His other hand was massaging in my pubs right above my cock and my hard, throbbing cock flopping against his hand. It was an incredible feeling too !
I was inhaling deep, holding my breath, then exhaling and counting and between quick, deep, gasping breaths. My jock Italian ass, and prostrate, were getting a massage and I liked it. Then, they tell me to let my lags rest on their shoulders and for me to kneed my nipples, which I did. Suddenly, I told them I'm CUMMING and I shot a major load; the first squirts went across my face into the floor, the second, third and fourths on my face, and the other gallon all over my hairy chest and belly. My body quivered, shook, I gasped for air and it felt like and electrical current ran across the bottoms of my feet, arms and legs. It reminded me of my first every orgasm when I almost passed out. My ass clamped onto those fingers like a vice grip and quivered like a milking machine. Never in my entire life have I been so relaxed and contented.
While they were cleaning up I told them I could not believe an anal and prostrate massage could be so relaxing and was shocked my wife had purchased it for me. They explained where my wife goes is for her massage is the standard/ simple facing and body massage. They are the only ones offering Tantric Massages as they are not considered sexual like hand jobs, head jobs, or intercourse. I went back to the showers weak kneed changed and gave them a very good tip.
I have a different opinion and new respect for gays and bi men who seek anal sex. I am not about to go looking for a dick to massage my prostrate, and have no intention of telling my wife. However, I am going back for another VIP treatment. I left there the most relaxed I had been in years, and it resulted in an active and enjoyable weekend with my wife and daughters. I think I agree with their Oriental philosophy: A man's ass and prostrate are the most sensual parts of the man anatomy and when they are massaged and relaxed it results in a healthier happy man.
I confess: I am a professional, straight, married, dad who likes my ass manipulated and his prostrate massaged.
I am fortunate to be employed in a family business and have a beautiful wife and 2 adorable young girls. My work requires some long hours and occasional travel. My wife is a professional who works the mornings for another company while our daughters are in pre school; she gave up a successful career to become a mom, which suits her to a tee. Our home is immaculate, you would think we have full time maids but we share household chores. Every 4th Saturday my wife is rewarded with a morning at her favorite salon/spa where she is papered and ends with a massage.
Last September we were at the mall when we were approached by some men wanting to give us a complimentary neck rub or 5 minute facial massage. My wife insisted she get the neck rub and I get a facial massage, which we did. I almost feel asleep in the middle of the busy mall it was so relaxing. After that 5 minute massage I came to appreciated why my wife enjoyed her monthly massages.
For my birthday, the last of October, she and my daughters gave me an "Executive, Full Service VIP Massage" at the massage studio from the men at the mall. I have been busy before Christmas and this years end of the calendar year I had never used the Certificate. My wife called and set me an appointment last Saturday morning, which was required based on the certificate and it pending expiration. When she told me it was a 4 (four) hour VIP Treatment and I was to be there at 8:00am, I was a bit put off at it taking so long.
I knew the process my wife experienced at the salon spa, but did not know what to expect at a different facility. I arrived at an upscale facility, decorated with fine furnishings, imported rugs, paintings, fresh flowers and the smell of jasmine. A young Oriental man greeted me and took be back to a executive style room with overstuffed chairs around a hardwood inlay table, fresh flowers, incense and scented candles burning on a matching credenza. I thought, how much did she waste on this massage? It's decorated like a Five-Star Corporate office.
Two Oriental men came in, introduced themselves and asking for my certificate. Then they explained I had the VIP Treatment, that someone must really care for me. I told them I had never had a massage and would not have had they not been at the mall. They explained a series of events which would occur and explained I was in store for the most amazing experience of my life. The other man turned on the TV where I was to view an instructional video with their assisted on "proper breathing techniques" to heighten my massage experience. For 10 minutes we watched as they coached me on how to breath turning my massages. There would be a facial treatment, stem wrap and then massage. After that time I would be moved to the Quite area where I would sip tea, relax beside the indoor pool and allow myself time for bodily functions. Then, I would be taken to a massage room where I would treated to a massage... allowed to rest for a few minutes with the last massage would be administered by two masseurs. First, I was taken to a small room where I was to remove my clothes, put on a white robe locking the door and attaching the key to my robe.
So now I am naked (in the robe) and taken to a sauna and told to lay the robe on the bench inside... they came back in 15 minutes. I was then taken to private shower where I was to shower with cold water, then warm water and was given hand made soap made from Oatmeal, honey combs, and lavender. Now I'm taken into the Facial Room where a man scrubs my face with salt, then applied a cucumber, cantaloupe, kiwi, honey treatment and leaves it for 15 minutes. While I am laying back with that treatment I get a scalp manipulation. He washed my face and laid me back into the chair again, his stool at my head, and begins this amazing,gentle massage of my face and neck. I fell asleep and when I woke he was coming back into the room to wake me. Now I set in a room beside the indoor pool with a fountain, listening to the sounds of birds, sipping herbal tea and looking at other men in the room...but no one was speaking a word.
They insisted I empty my bladder again, which I did, and was lead to a private massage room where I was giving the option of being naked or covering myself with a towel (a small white hand towel). Laying on the table with a hand towel over my privates they poured warm coconut oil all over my body. Then he explains the different massage techniques, demonstrating each. I choose a the combination options of all massages on different parts of my body. I was so relaxed when he turned me on my back I was slow in rolling over. He massaged from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, then he gave me an amazing foot massage. He would massage different areas on the soles of my feet and ask me if I felt it in other areas of my body, and I did. I got a quick lesion in foot massage, reflexology and how the nerves in our feet are tied to body organs. I was now a believer in foot massage and reflexology...facials and deep tissue massages.
Then he told me to rest for a few minutes using the resting breathing techniques as I waited for my last massage. By this time I would have done most anything he told me. In a few minutes he came back with the other masseur and told me to take the towel off for the Tantric Massage. Now... they tell me they will be massaging my ass hole with Tantra techniques as this was the last area of stress which needed to be relieved. I started to get up and call it a day but nothing so far had been anything other than a great experience and I had fallen asleep 2 different times. They poured more warm coconut oil over my body and beginning with the very tip ends of their finger they started barely touching each side of my face. It was so gentle, relaxing, yet it felt like light volts of electricity everywhere they touched me. By the time they got to my shoulders and chest I was in a trance and loving the attention. I could have kicked myself for not going to a massage before as I had not been that relaxed in a long time. Down my stomach, legs, feet and then to my back and up my body again to my head. They barely had their hands over my ass cheeks, so I was wondering when they would rub across my hairy, Italian ass. Flipping onto my back one of the masseurs moved to my feet and the other was back working on my face. The one massaging my feet pushes my legs up and placed my feet flat on the table with my knees up. The other one began to massage my nipples, gently kneading them between his fingers. The other is massaging my calves and thighs. They remind me to start the breathing techniques again, which I did.
I was completely in a different dimension when I realized the masseur at the top was on the side and his hands were massaging my pubs and finger tips touching my cock base. The other masseur had my legs up and out as he massaged the insides of my thighs with his finger hitting my ass hole. Now, I was getting aroused and I didn't care if it was men. The top masseur reached for my legs and pulled them up and out and the other masseur began to lightly rub circles around my ass hole. They told me to breath deep and relax. For the longest those two masseurs took turns gently, and then firming massaging my ass hole. The masseur on the side placed his hand under my knees pulling my legs up to my chest and with his right hand was massaging my nipples. I felt a finger gently slide in my ass but I went with it breathing deep and counting like instructed.
The next 15 minutes was the most fascinating, amazing, awesome experience of my life. I am a married, straight, dad and was enjoying another man's finger in my ass and one kneading my tits. I felt the second finger slide in and turn up as he began to massage my prostrate and it felt so good. He alternated between finger, fingers in my ass and rubbing around it firmly. He even rubbed my ass with his elbow and forearm. I was hard a steel as I experienced my first Tantric Massage. Then, the masseur beside me took my hands placing them behind my knees and telling me to hold them tight and high as he moved down; now I have a masseur on each side of the table with their hands on my ass cheeks and each with an index finger in my ass at the same time. The other masseur had his finger under the other finger and was going in and out of my ass like fucking a pussy. His other hand was massaging in my pubs right above my cock and my hard, throbbing cock flopping against his hand. It was an incredible feeling too !
I was inhaling deep, holding my breath, then exhaling and counting and between quick, deep, gasping breaths. My jock Italian ass, and prostrate, were getting a massage and I liked it. Then, they tell me to let my lags rest on their shoulders and for me to kneed my nipples, which I did. Suddenly, I told them I'm CUMMING and I shot a major load; the first squirts went across my face into the floor, the second, third and fourths on my face, and the other gallon all over my hairy chest and belly. My body quivered, shook, I gasped for air and it felt like and electrical current ran across the bottoms of my feet, arms and legs. It reminded me of my first every orgasm when I almost passed out. My ass clamped onto those fingers like a vice grip and quivered like a milking machine. Never in my entire life have I been so relaxed and contented.
While they were cleaning up I told them I could not believe an anal and prostrate massage could be so relaxing and was shocked my wife had purchased it for me. They explained where my wife goes is for her massage is the standard/ simple facing and body massage. They are the only ones offering Tantric Massages as they are not considered sexual like hand jobs, head jobs, or intercourse. I went back to the showers weak kneed changed and gave them a very good tip.
I have a different opinion and new respect for gays and bi men who seek anal sex. I am not about to go looking for a dick to massage my prostrate, and have no intention of telling my wife. However, I am going back for another VIP treatment. I left there the most relaxed I had been in years, and it resulted in an active and enjoyable weekend with my wife and daughters. I think I agree with their Oriental philosophy: A man's ass and prostrate are the most sensual parts of the man anatomy and when they are massaged and relaxed it results in a healthier happy man.
I confess: I am a professional, straight, married, dad who likes my ass manipulated and his prostrate massaged.
