The Story Continues..
If you were following my original posts, you know of my unexpected "gift" to my masseuse and my following total embarrassment for having lost control without much notice. You might want to read my first post to get up to speed.
I scheduled a follow up massage for two weeks later, which continued to be rescheduled for various reasons. The anticipation weighed heavily on my mind and I obsessed a bit (not to mention a few nocturnal dreams) about how I would handle my next visit.
Well yesterday was the day, and I was ready for it. After much thought, I decided to not masturbate beforehand to relieve the pressure. Rather I decided to be in touch with my sexual urges of my body and see where it would take me. He had already told me it was natural, so rather than be in my "massage zone" and taken by surprise, I would really focus on my body and what was happening during the entire experience. But my intention was to enjoy the arousal without the release. Wow what a ride that became.
I arrived and dropped my clothes while he was standing there (he always leaves the room for me to get settled, but I decided what the hell, I am doing to be naked anyways. I climbed on the table face down (in other countries than USA, the massage starts face down), being careful to position my still flaccid penis between my legs. And thus we began.
He starts on my legs, and it didn't take long to awaken the beast, as I could feel my penis growing between my legs. He continued to work the tops of my legs, all the while lightly massaging around my hard cock and balls (never touching), which made me all the more hard. I lifts my legs to bend them back, totally exposing my hard on to him while he works my hamstrings. He also took quite a long time working out knots in my ass cheeks, which also ground my cock into the table.
Next he works on my back - which holds on my tension. I like him to go deep there and really work out my knots. This part hurts A LOT, and proceeds to dampen my excitement, so that by the time he turns me over, I am totally flaccid again. In my mind this is totally a good thing because my intention still is to be in tune with my body but to NOT jizz all over myself (and him). So i feel relieved that I am starting from scratch - but totally relaxed.
Well things pick up quickly as he starts massaging my legs and I can feel the blood start to fill my cock. He works a while on my right leg - massaging my toes, my legs, my thighs, around my groin. But while I am feeling the sexual pressure, I am only semi-erect and feeling good. Nothing I cannot manage.
But the reality is that it is always my left leg that gets me in trouble. The way my cock gets hard, it always hangs to the left and the groin area on the left seems to be a very sensual spot for me. So sure enough, he starts up my left leg and my cock really starts to respond. Different than the first massage, I am totally in the sexual moment and can feel the blood rushing into my cock - which gets quite fat and my mushroom head swells when fully erect. I am laying there totally concentrating on my sexual energy - and to make it even sexier, he always covers my face when he works on my top half, so I cannot see what is going on - I only have my imagination to go on. By the time he gets to my top thigh, I am TOTALLY hard, and my cock lays across my thigh, heavily fully erect. I feel a shock to through my body when he picks my hard cock up and moves it to the side. He totally has my attention now. To bad for him (and good for me), my cock won't lay that way, and it immediately swings back over to my thigh. So he works around it but continues to brush against it and even massaging under it. Well my entire body is in sexual overdrive, totally in the moment, but I am I still committed to enjoying the experience without shooting my load. So there I am in a total edging state, my sexually sensitive thigh being deeply massaged and my cock being manipulated around in the process. It is at this point that I realize (imagine?) that he is working this thigh much differently than my right thigh, and while he worked the right for a couple of minutes, he is not moving off of this one. I continually become convinced that he is playing a game with me - he sees (and enjoys) how totally rock hard I am (it is now partially pointing up in the air about an inch above my thigh, allowing him to massage me there with my cock rubbing the back of his hands). This realization throws me into overdrive as I come to understand (imagine) that is is determined to make me cum and is not going to leave this position until I do. That is when the dam burst.... Laying on my back, him VIGOROUSLY massaging my most sensitive spot, my cock flopping back and forth on top of his hands and hurting because it is so hard. I start to feel the rush over my body that comes at the point of no return. I clench my jaw, determined to go with the wave where ever it takes me. A low moan starts in the back of my throat, obviously announcing to him that I am about to lose control. Rather than backing off (which i half expected) he doesn't skip a beat - not overtly giving me a happy ending, just doing his job and giving me a massage. It is then that I grip the sides of the table (to keep from sitting up) while my cock stands straight up and BLOWS one of the biggest loads I have ever produced (and by nature I am not a big load guy). It geysers straight up in the air, shooting ropes up and then down to cover my stomach, groin, right thigh, and I am guessing his arm as he continues his massage. He doesn't slow down as I then continue a second round of jizz, certainly not to to the heights of my first round but like lava flowing down my mushroom head and cock that is still fully at attention. I let out a final moan, trying to open my eyes to see his reaction only to remember that my face is covered. Refusing to respond in embarrassment I lay there feeling the tension subside, only to feel a towel being used to clean up my mess. He says nothing during all of this, and when he is complete, he begins right up on my chest as though nothing ever happened. I lay there totally exhausted, basking in the post-orgasm relaxation while he worked me for another half-hour or so to finish what I came for.
When complete, he leaves the room for me to get up and get dressed. As i leave there is no mention or acknowledgement of what happened between us... except for the extra large tip I gave him. I have scheduled my next appointment for two weeks and know I will be thinking/remembering it for the next 14 days. I feel that if things go in this direction again next time, I want to see what I can do to "accidentally" have my hand hanging off the table to see if he "accidentally" rubs his groin against it while working me. I am convinced in my head that he must also be erect to work me so intensely.
Sorry for the long post, but it was such an incredible experience for me that I needed to get it out of my system in words, AND I had so many responses from friends here wanting to know what happens next.
