A builders Gay Massage

Your booking has been confirmed.

The second that I received the message, I felt my mind begin to race and my dick get solid. I know it doesn’t look like too much of a horny text, but seeing it in writing that my appointment with a hot male masseur was booked and confirmed, was more than enough to get me going.

At that point, I had never so much as felt a man’s cock in my hands or had a guys hands on mine. Fuck knows that I wanted it bad, but it wasn’t easy for me to make it happen. Growing up in a strict catholic family, I decided about age 12 that I was going to keep my gay butt well and firmly inside that closet with the door firmly locked. Key thrown away and never to be opened.

I know in todays modern and fairly liberal world, you probably think that this decision is weak, but you have never met my dad! I honestly believe that telling my dad I want my cock up a mans ass would probably give him a heart attack and finish him off. My mam would probably spend at least 3 months crying and praying to god to cure me. They could just never know or find out, and I had grown comfortable with my decision to keep it this way by now.

Luckily for me, no one would ever suspect for one second that I like men. Growing up with three straight (I think) brothers on a rough Manchester council estate has it’s benefits. I don’t talk or act camp, and my job grafting on a building site usually throws people of the scent and stops them looking for clues.

I do always get asked “when you getting a Girlfriend Rob?” – but my brothers and mates just think that I am a man-whore on the low, shaggin’ every bird on the estate. The quiet ones are always the worst, and most of the girls wish I bangin; them, so it wasn’t a hard disguise to pull off.

It was last week when I was doing my usual online perving, browser set to incognito obviously, that I came across the Manchester Lads that had gay masseurs and escorts. I was probably searching for my usual ‘straight lad porn’ or ‘building site gay sex scenes’ (I get most of my wanking material from the lads at work).

I clicked the link and my jaw practically banged on the keyboard. This guy was fucking hot. I clicked through to the picture gallery whilst stroking my cock. The lad was very good looking, but more guy next door than model material, making him just my type. His body was toned with a little bit of muscle, but he didn’t look like he spent his life in the gym. Again, just my type.

I found one photo of him standing fully naked with his back to the camera, his little tight bubble butt in full view. I decided that was the pic worth me wanking until I shoot over. It didn’t take long for me to explode, and in the moment I forgot that my mam and dad was downstairs watching corrie. I wasn’t completely sure but I I think I moaned the house down before I shot all over the monitor.

I just had to meet this guy.

After cleaning the spunk off my monitor the best I could with toilet roll, I started looking at his site in more detail. Apparently Adam offered ‘an intimate and erotic massage service for men’. I had never had a massage before, I wasn’t even sure if I would like them as I can sometimes get quite ticklish. The more I read what was in store though, the more I knew I needed to give this lad a call and book myself in. I kept reading a little bit more about this erotic massage service, then flicking back to the photo that had just given me one of the best wanks in a while.

The only thing stopping me from picking up the phone right there and getting me some man fun, was fear that this fit fucker Adam probably knew somebody that I did. The address was only about a 15 min drive away from mine. What if his neighbours knew what he did and they knew my dad or some shit like that?

I decided to sleep on it and see how I felt the next day. Maybe I just had the horn from seeing all the lads at work topless today. Fuck I love summer. One of the guys at work has just tirned 18 and he loves nothing more that to get his six-pac out whenever there is a hint of sun. I take my chances carefully to have a good perve when I know I won’t get caught.

Topless with his shovel, the kid is just to die for.

I woke up with a stiffy, nothing new there, but this stiffy was not going to be sorted by me. Sleeping on it hadn’t got rid of my desire to have Adam’s hands all over my body, before more importantly finishing me off with a nice happy ending. I wondered if this guy sucked too?

I got back on his website, determined not to be a soft lad this time. Man up and get yourself booked in you little puff, I told myself. I had another quick perve of his photos, thinking yes still hot, before I clicked on the “Book now” tab and dialed the number. I am not usually under confident, but I was shaking with nerves.

He answered immediately and in a panic by how quick it was, I hung up. Within seconds though my mobile was buzzing, he was calling me back!

‘Hi it’s Adam I’ve just missed a call from you, was you wanting to make a booking?’.

‘Yeah mate have you got anything today?’ My heart was pounding, but so was my cock and it felt good. I felt alive.

We arranged for me to go and see him that afternoon, 4 hours time never felt so far away. I got myself in the shower, I needed to get myself looking the best I could, I wanted to impress. I baffled myself even as to why I cared, with me being the paying customer it shouldn’t really matter what the hell I looked like, but I suppose you never know this could lead to.

I hadn’t really been taking good care of the manscaping recently, it looked like a jungle down there, so out came the clippers and I got to work on grooming. With freshly shaved chest and abs, my favourite tight fitting diesel grey boxers on and a spray of my newly bought Spicebomb aftershave. I was ready to get rubbed.

And tugged.

Tug Time.

I drove on to Adam’s street and parked by the side of his large detached property. I was feeling a new sense of confidence about the whole situation. After completely bricking it whilst making the appointment, my nerves had now been replaced with excitement and testosterone filled instincts to go and get what I wanted. Cock.

I had been asked to send a text to make sure he wasn’t still with a client before knocking. The request had been a bit off putting. It made me feel a bit like a slab of meat on a factory production line. But with lack of alternative ways to get Adam’s hands on my cock, I put the thought to bed faster than it surfaced. Moments after I messaged to say I had arrived, I got the reply that he was ‘ready for me’. God I was ready too.

Adam opened the door in a pair of black Nike joggers and a white t-shirt. He was shorter than I imagined but I was definitely not disappointed. I spotted his impressive bulge before I spotted his face. “Nice to meet you Rob, how you doing? His eyes a crystal blue colour, probably the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen, how had I not picked up on them in the photos?

‘Good mate, good,’ I said still taking everything in about this beautiful boy, “ defo looking forward to my first massage.”

He led me upstairs, leading the way so I could check out his bubble butt through his joggers. Not quite sure what came over me, but I couldn’t resist giving it a quick squeeze!

Immediately I regretted doing it, but Adam just turned and flashed his killer smile whilst shaking his head. I bet it happened all the time, I thought.

‘If you get yourself naked and face down on the the bed we can get to work,’ Adam instructed me, very matter of fact, ‘ and just to make it clear it’s me providing the service so you’re welcome to have a good feel and grope of my dick and bod, but wanking or sucking me is not allowed. Any questions?’

How much would you charge me to bend you over this table and ram my hard cock in you? – was the question that I really wanted to ask, but instead I replied with a simple head shake.

I started to strip and Adam had his eyes all over me watching my every move. His eyes looked filled with excitement to see what I was offering without clothes. I bet he has to see loads of fat old ugly bastards usually, I thought to myself.

After I removed my t shirt he started to join me in the getting naked ritual. He took his top off and displayed his upper body. He wasn’t at all ripped but there was something fucking hot about his body. His pecs were developed and hard, his abs not strongly visible but not far off. I removed my jeans and threw them on top of my t shirt on the floor. Adam took off his joggers and neatly folded them. I think he thought that I looked in a bit of a rush for this.

By now my cock was fully hard, there was no hiding the fact with my tight boxers, and Adam couldn’t take his eyes off my pounding bulge. From what I could see, he was also semi hard. Either that or his cock was a monster. I lay face down on the massage table, head peeking through the hole. It felt quite strange and I was a bit disappointed my view was no longer of Adam. All in good time I suppose. I lay there waiting.

Wasting no time, Adam was working warm massage oil onto my back, gently ensuring that the whole of my back was covered and lightly oiled, before continuing with deep massage techniques that worked deep down into my muscles. I had been doing a lot of heavy lifting on the site this week, and this felt like instant relief to the damage that I had caused. I was enjoying the massage so much that it took me a while to notice that my erection had died. Shit. What if I couldn’t get it back?

Adam moved on to the legs, working his way from the calf muscles all the way up to the top. Every now and then his hand slipped and passed between my butt cheeks. I could feel his oiled hands brush past my ring and it was a beautiful sensation. I wouldn’t have minded if he slipped one of his fingers up. I had never once thought about ever letting anything up there, although I hadn’t slept with a guy but I always knew that my natural role would be to top, but caught up in the moment the thought of being fucked senseless didn’t offend me at all like it usually would.

‘If you can turn over for me,’ adam requested lifting the towel that he had draped over me, so I could turn with ease. I turned over, and the view was breathtaking. He had somehow managed to remove his boxers during the massage and was now stood there, fully erect, with a tiny drop of precum seeping out of the end of his hard cock. I placed the palm of my hands around the shaft of his dick, and using my thumb, spread the precum around the head, before sucking my thumb and giving it a little taste. What made me do that I don’t know, but I got the urge to and just went for it. It tasted different to mine, but perfectly good.

Adam removed my hand from his cock and went to his oil on the table by the side of the massage bed, pumped a dash of oil into his hands and began oiling my chest and stomach from behind my head. His throbbing meat now touching my ear as he worked the oil all over my front. His eyes looked distant, mind elsewhere like he was confused and contemplating

something. He worked my chest in gentle circular motions, occasionally he rearranged with intention his hard cock, so it was caressing a different part of my head.

‘Look mate, I don’t usually do this,’ Adam nervously announced and stopped massaging, ‘how about we take this to my bedroom and forget about the fee?’

Before I could even answer, he took my cock into his mouth and slowly started to suck. Sucking up and down my shaft with determination to get me hard again. I grew erect in his mouth, bypassing semi going straight from floppy to hard quicker than I could ever recall doing before. His warm mouth felt like the perfect home for my dick. It just worked. I closed my eyes and enjoyed immensely my first suck from a guy. I had been sucked by a few girls before, I would close my eyes and think of lads, but a guys mouth definitely felt so much better. Strange how you could tell the difference even with shut eyes.

Whilst still sucking, he licked his finger and placed it near my ring. He didn’t push it in, but just played around the area with his spit-wet finger, adding to the bliss of my suck

In the bedroom

Without saying a word, Adam nodded to instruct me to get up and off the massage table, before grabbing my hand and leading me next door into his bedroom. It felt liberating to be holding another man’s hand, something I probably hadn’t done since crossing the road with my dad when I was 7. Once in the bedroom, which unlike mine was immaculately tidy, he sat on his bed and got back to work on sucking my cock. I stood tall with my hands behind my head and my eyes closed, my mind completely empty of thoughts, just simply enjoying the horny moment. He sucked my cock like it was the best thing that he had ever tasted. Slow but determined. Regularly changing his technique to keep me guessing, occasionally moving away from my cock to my balls and perineum.

Adam stood up next to me and quietly asked in my ear ‘Can I fuck you?’, before returning back to work on my cock.

‘I would prefer to fuck you if you don’t mind’ – I asked, a little too politely for the moment. A short while ago whilst lying on the massage table, I would have just let him slip it in, but the moment had now passed now and I wanted in his ass.

‘I am top too we can just suck and play’

It seemed such a waste of an opportunity not to fuck, after waiting and wanting to do so for the past ten years I deemed getting bummed a bit less masculine than ramming my cock up him, I suppose less gay. Silly really because it shouldn’t make a difference but I suppose that is just the way my brain had been programmed.

‘Come and lie down and lets see what happens’, Adam suggested with a big grin on his face and a big hard-on down below. He lay down on his bed and started wanking himself whilst scanning my body up and down, taking me in, and clearly loving what he saw. I lay down on the bed next to him and started to wank too. He went in for a kiss. Fuck knows why but I pulled away, wasn’t quite ready to snog a guy yet. I deflected the move by starting to stroke his body, playing with his big nipples and moving my way down his body. I kissed and licked around his belly button area slowly licked his shaft from top to bottom before taking it in my mouth, this blowjob business came pretty naturally to say I hadn’t done it before.

‘You know what fuck it mate let me give it a go, fuck me Rob’, the words came out of my mouth before I could stop them. Adam wasted no time at all to take advantage of my change of heart, within seconds he was in his bedside drawer grabbing a bottle of lube. He pumped a squirt and started to lube his cock, that was already a little self lubricated with precum.

‘I’ll make you a deal Rob, let me fuck you today, and next time it’s your turn, we can’t get fairer than that can we’, he said with that cheeky lad grin again plastered from ear to ear, ‘now get yourself bent over’.

It was an offer that I couldn’t refuse.

I got myself into doggy position on the bed,with my back arched and my ass up. I was on the verge of a change of heart when I felt Adam’s warm cock slide slowly up and down in between my butt cheeks, rubbing teasingly against my ring. Wow. It felt so hot, orgasmic even, and he hadn’t even entered me yet. I now had to see what it felt like deep.

Adam squirted another pump of lube and began to lube me up a bit with his fingers. He carefully pushed the end of his cock in me. It hurt a little but It wasn’t as painful as I’d imagined. He then started to very slowly fuck me, taking care to not to hurt me. It felt like it was going up millimetre by millimetre, and the further up he got the more intense and pleasurable it became.

Adam started to fuck a little harder, his cock now fully in, it was making me moan loud with excitement. This feeling was completely new to me, I had never experimented with a dildo or fingers up there. I loved how it felt, both a strange sensation but a fucking beautiful one at the same time.

Adam was now going at it like he meant business. Hard, forceful, horny business. We were now both moaning in sync with pleasure. The harder he fucked, the better it felt. I didn’t even need to wank myself off, the feeling of being fucked was enough. I felt tempted to try and maneuver Adam into a different position, but didn’t want to interrupt the moment.

Our gentle moans had now increased into loud screams, Adam slowed his pace and I could sense from the change to his rhythm and the way that he moaned that he was about to cum. Still without playing with myself, I felt my own dick begin to throb and the explode. What felt like buckets of hot creamy cum started to shoot all over Rob’s bedding. I couldn’t fucking

believe it. I had just shot my biggest load all without even touching or playing with my dick. I didn’t even know that was physically possible! I loved how we both shot at exactly the same time without even trying, in perfect harmony.

Still with his cock in me, we lay down on top of the bed cuddling, both of us heavy breathing still.

‘Forget my turn as top next time Adam, that’s definitely your job!’ We both laughed, both hoping that the next time was soon.

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