I kept telling myself it was just a massage. The guy next door "Ron" was going taking a course on massage therapy. I suspected he might be gay. I was guessing, there really is no way to know. You can ask but that seems pretty fucken intrusive. None of my business. But, it is an honest question. What if someone wants to know if they're into dating. When did life get so confusing?

I'm not gay, so far. I work as a paralegal. All I do is assemble papers for the lawyers to file. It's not glamorous and I'm not getting rich. I was a jock in school and dated my way through most of the cheerleaders on the squad. I got out of school and moved hundreds of miles away from Saturday Night lights world of our area of the state. I set myself up in a major city near the mountains and got this job after some years in college. Got a nice car and a nice small house in the burbs.

I'm in my late 20's and not married yet. At this point I was still putting down roots. After 4 years I still didn't have a huge circle of friends. My neighbours included me to the their parties and I had some girlfriends in school but when I graduated there was another move. Sigh, replanted again.

Ron waved as I was getting out of my car. He offered a free massage and laughed. Free massages for everyone. He was taking massage therapy and this was kinda serious. He had a massage table setup in his living room apparently. I think Ron legitimately wanted to practice I'm always hesitant about a guy massaging me. Even our team trainers I made sure to time it to get this older woman on the squad. I told him sure. I just need to change and get out of my suit. He said to just wear some short and a tshirt.

I got over to his place and he handed me a robe and a towel. I went and showered and came back. I climbed on his massage table and he rubbed my back and shoulders through the robe, I get that at other places. He was loosening me up and tying to get me comfortable. I had my face in the little padded donut and he pulled my robe off. He laughed. "What are these?" I had underwear on, "this will never do", and he pulled them off. God. I can't massage anyone with clothes on. He asked if I had any areas that were of concern. I almost hated to say but I told him, "Yeah, my glutes. But since it's a first time, don't worry about it." He said, "Hey, we're guys. No big deal. Are you shy?" No. Not really.

He started on the bottom of my feet and worked them really good. He squished them around and they actually did feel great and he worked his way up my legs. Nice job on the calf muscles and thighs. I was really liking this, maybe a little too much. Ron had a super calming voice and firm but gentle touch at times. It was a nice combination of almost making me scream and relaxing me. Perfect. He started working the glutes and that's when I felt different. When he worked his way up my thighs I had a slight twinge somewhere. ;) He kept up a very firm touch and used his elbow into my bum. It hurt and felt great too. He grabbed a handful of my cheek with both hands and squeezed. He did the same elbow and massive squeeze on both sides. It felt truly amazing. I told him he likely had a good career in his future. He worked my back and neck. His touch got softer and he stretched the muscles on my neck. I was purring like a kitten. Yup, he was good. He got off and I flipped on my back. I was firm. Not erect yet, just firm, not flaccid. He didn't really comment. That's good, maybe he's not gay although I was kinda hoping for a special kind of massage. I guess in my mind if things progressed from a massage to something more, it was somehow okay. Maybe I could tell myself I was seduced? Not sure but it didn't seem that was going to happen. He moved my legs apart and my knee up and wide as he worked my groin muscle. At that point I felt vulnerable and a bit more firm, still not anywhere near erect but firm enough that he commented, it's okay, that's a natural response, don't be embarrassed. Right after he said that it was like I'd received the all clear to get erect. I did. My cock swelled up painfully hard. Then he commented. "Okay, someone is happy." He looked around my leg. "I guess this feels good, doesn't it?" I just nodded and a tiny moan escaped I'd been trying to stifle.

He continued to do a professional massage but as he got closer to my package he brushed it slightly, it could have been an accident and I read more into it. Then I felt warm breath blowing on my cock. He said, "And, how does that feel?" I said as calmly as I could. Fine. His hand squeezed my groin by my testicles. Still it could be construed as part of a normal massage. He quietly asked what my sexual preference was. I told him "confused, Never been with a man.' He said, "So, this would be both or our first times then." I looked at him. "I guess. You've never.....?" He shook his head. "Nope." He quit massaging me and came up by me. He leaned over and smiled close to my face. I leaned up and kissed his lips. That was what he was looking for. The go ahead. He gave me a super wet kiss and told me he'd continue with the massage, but slightly different technique.

He repeated most of the glutes massage only this time he leaned over and sniffed my bum and buried his face in. He climbed up on the table and proceeded to eat my freshly showered ass. He licked the hole. I looked back. Dirty boy!! He laughed. Ha! Just right. He was kneeling on the table when he undressed. I turned halfway back to watch him undress. Oh god. A beautiful cock. He smiled, "You like?" I nodded. I watched him smear some oil on the front of his body as I turned to him to lay on my back, then he laid on me and used his body to massage me. He was totally erect and he was kissing me and fucking my slippery balls. His cock drove down towards my asshole. He pushed my legs back and rubbed his cock at my hole. He said, "Hold that thought." He hopped up and came back with lube. He pushed my legs back and lubed my ass. He climbed back on the table and got me at a nice angle to enter me. His cock slid in perfect. I wrapped my legs back around him and I jerked myself off as he fucked me. God, his cock was long. It felt like he was tickling my tummy. My balls hurt like hell. Between the thrusting and needing a release they fucking ached. He knew it. He told me he was going to suck my cock after he came. He fucked me for a good 10 minutes then I could feel his cock swell in my virgin hole and he climaxed loud and hard. When he got down to the short strokes I was almost in tears it felt so good.

He pulled out and stood beside the table. "Lets look after you now." He swallowed my cock and massaged my balls and nipples as he went. Jesus Christ I've never felt so horny and uncontrollably turned on. I was feeling like I was close to cumming. I said, "Would you like to feel me in you?" He smiled. "I thought you'd never ask!" He simply leaned over his couch and I took him in a pretty standard position. I fingered his ass and lubed him good. I entered him after a few careful thrusts. He laughed. I'm a bottom. I said, "No! I'm a bottom." We both laughed. I guess we'll just take turns. Hmmm, I guess we'll be seeing each other again. I came fairly quickly, I'd been on the edge. He grabbed my hand and we did a freshly fucked walk to his bedroom and played for the rest of the evening.

I had to work the next day. I told him my ass needed a break so I could walk normal at work. I tossed my shorts on and left about 6 in the morning and did the walk of shame home. A few neighbours going to work knew I'd spent the night and of course I got fucked. It was kinda obvious.

I worked that day and couldn't wait to get home and go see him. There was a note on the door. "Come on it. Get the wine out of the fridge. I'm waiting for you in bed." Okay! It's going to be that kind of night.

Ah, things change just like that. I'd still like to do the woman next door too though.