Straight Male / 29
My One Time Happy Ending With Carlos
A couple of years ago I went to a destination wedding in Mexico as the best man. As the best man I got there a day ahead of the rest of the party and after checking on the arrangements I decided to go down to the pool and relax. There was a massage tent down there and I decided to get a massage, one of my favorite things.
The masseuse, I will call him Carlos, did his job. I kidded him and asked him if happy endings were legal in Mexico. He responded without breaking form that a happy ending was always their goal, customer satisfaction. When I got off the table he handed me a card and told me that he was available for private sessions in the room. I asked about his schedule and we agreed on a nine pm session that night.
He showed up on time, brought his towels, ointments and candles, set up on the bed, had me strip down to nothing, he admired my cock, told me to lay on my stomach and he started a deep massage on my back and shoulders. He was the quiet type, no talk, just work. I kept getting an erection under me, against the towel and had to maneuver from time to time. He accommodated me admiring my erection, still he kept me on my stomach. He started on my butt, deep massage into my cheeks, and then he told me to relax, got some creams and started what he called an anal massage.
He worked my anus, bit by bit, massaging around and up to my balls, he took some cream and creamed up my anus, it began to sting and he told me to hold tight it was going to feel good. His cream stung, and not just a little bit, but his fingers calmed it down. He kept using cream and then he took a rod of silicone anal beads and used it to penetrate me, deep and deeper, bit by bit, massage, penetrate, massage, massage my butt cheeks, my anus and more penetration. I was hard and harder.
With his tool deep in my ass he reached under me and grabbed my hard cock and started to massage it, pulling and squeezing, massaging and fingering, shoving his tool in my ass. I came in a jolt, deep into the towel. He took the tool out of my ass, squeezed some more of his ointments on my anus and told asked me if I was happy.
When I turned over he was totally naked, not a stitch on. His penis was semi hard, his body slippery sleek, a golden brown, he offered to let me make him happy for a tip. I took his penis in my mouth, it was an urge, and sucked on him while he coached me. He turned around and bent over showing me his anus and asked if I wanted to give him a massage, he wanted it with my tongue. I sat on the bed and licked his ass, he had me reach around and stroke his cock, he handed me a lubricant and told me to get him ready and now that I had a second erection to make him happy too.
His ass was tight, he lay on his stomach and I lay on his back and grabbed under his arms and fucked and fucked and he used his hips to take it in and let it out. Not being experienced at this I released into his ass. After withdrawing he used a moist towel to wipe off my cock, he used his lips and hand to massage my mostly limp penis, he asked for his tip and got dressed and left me to work through my head what had just happened.
It has been two and a half years, and as this all passes I could really spend some time with Carlos, I dream of his penis in my mouth, of his fingers on my anus, of his hand on my penis, of my penis in his ass. It is all I dream about right now, another happy ending massage.
The masseuse, I will call him Carlos, did his job. I kidded him and asked him if happy endings were legal in Mexico. He responded without breaking form that a happy ending was always their goal, customer satisfaction. When I got off the table he handed me a card and told me that he was available for private sessions in the room. I asked about his schedule and we agreed on a nine pm session that night.
He showed up on time, brought his towels, ointments and candles, set up on the bed, had me strip down to nothing, he admired my cock, told me to lay on my stomach and he started a deep massage on my back and shoulders. He was the quiet type, no talk, just work. I kept getting an erection under me, against the towel and had to maneuver from time to time. He accommodated me admiring my erection, still he kept me on my stomach. He started on my butt, deep massage into my cheeks, and then he told me to relax, got some creams and started what he called an anal massage.
He worked my anus, bit by bit, massaging around and up to my balls, he took some cream and creamed up my anus, it began to sting and he told me to hold tight it was going to feel good. His cream stung, and not just a little bit, but his fingers calmed it down. He kept using cream and then he took a rod of silicone anal beads and used it to penetrate me, deep and deeper, bit by bit, massage, penetrate, massage, massage my butt cheeks, my anus and more penetration. I was hard and harder.
With his tool deep in my ass he reached under me and grabbed my hard cock and started to massage it, pulling and squeezing, massaging and fingering, shoving his tool in my ass. I came in a jolt, deep into the towel. He took the tool out of my ass, squeezed some more of his ointments on my anus and told asked me if I was happy.
When I turned over he was totally naked, not a stitch on. His penis was semi hard, his body slippery sleek, a golden brown, he offered to let me make him happy for a tip. I took his penis in my mouth, it was an urge, and sucked on him while he coached me. He turned around and bent over showing me his anus and asked if I wanted to give him a massage, he wanted it with my tongue. I sat on the bed and licked his ass, he had me reach around and stroke his cock, he handed me a lubricant and told me to get him ready and now that I had a second erection to make him happy too.
His ass was tight, he lay on his stomach and I lay on his back and grabbed under his arms and fucked and fucked and he used his hips to take it in and let it out. Not being experienced at this I released into his ass. After withdrawing he used a moist towel to wipe off my cock, he used his lips and hand to massage my mostly limp penis, he asked for his tip and got dressed and left me to work through my head what had just happened.
It has been two and a half years, and as this all passes I could really spend some time with Carlos, I dream of his penis in my mouth, of his fingers on my anus, of his hand on my penis, of my penis in his ass. It is all I dream about right now, another happy ending massage.
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