A Tale As Old As Time

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Sexual re-orientation?

I'm heterosexual but my old school chum Terry isn't. He also recently qualified as a sports massage therapist, whereas I recently injured my buttocks lifting heavy weights. Being a kind chap, Terry offered to give me a free massage. I asked him to put this in writing so that we had a binding contract that he couldn't back out of.

On the day of the massage I became quite nervous. Sure, I'm into women, what with their tits and bums and vag, but what if he accidentally touched my knob, what if I liked it!?! This and many other things raced through my.. well, actually it was just this.

I arrived for my (free) massage at the appointed time, and as I began to peel off my clothes Terry left the room (Amazon delivery?). I lay face down with my buttocks exposed, my bits tucked between my legs since I didn't want to squish them. Everything was now in plain view, I felt vulnerable and tinglingly excited. Should I tense my buttocks so they look rounder, I playfully mused. As Terry re-emerged I said: "Amazon?" He said: "Yep."

Terry then squirted some oil on his big hands and moved to my nether region. It was at this moment that he caught a glimpse of my protruding bits and paused.. and then went into what felt like a five minute diatribe about finding me so physically repulsive that he's now gone straight! Wouldn't even give me a (free) massage. I was livid. Contracts aren't worth the paper they're written on, it seems. As I got dressed Terry started heaving and covered his eyes.

As he bade me farewell on his doorstep he wolf-whistled some leggy bird across the way. Couldn't even wait 'til I turned the corner he was that horny for some vag. Looks like I was going to have to pay for some physical therapy, I pondered, as I braced myself against a wintry gust. I was livid.

Yours,
The Author