Most guys have fantasized about a HE massage, and I’m no exception, but there was one experience in particular that I had relatively recently which has has left me unable to stop fantasizing about it - so let me tell you about it.

November of last year, myself and my gf had a week off of work together and so, we spent a couple nights away at a hotel/spa resort. Wanting to make the most of it we had a look through the treatment menu a couple days in advance and both opted for a 50 minute treatment consisting of a salt & oil full body scrub and a back, neck and shoulder massage. Now, we’d both been for massage treatments in the past but I hadn’t had a body scrub before so this was something I was looking forward to.

Fast forward to the day of the event, we started out by relaxing in the heated pool, sauna and steam room for around an hour. We dried ourselves off, shoved on our robes and sliders provided and made our way to the massage area just in time for our appointments. We were greeted by a kind faced, around mid 40’s, dark haired lady at the reception desk, where she checked us in and escorted us to the relaxation room while we awaited our therapists.

We chilled for 5 minutes before the relaxation room door opened and it’s the same woman from the reception desk looking to take my gf for her treatment. I kissed goodbye to my gf and continued to rest my eyes while I awaited my turn. Another 5 minutes passed by and the door opened again, as did my eyes, this time to a young (i’d say late 20’s to early 30’s) extremely stunning brunette haired woman. The figure, the big eyes, the perfect teeth, the beautiful golden complexion - I noticed it all. Before she has the chance to open her mouth my brain screamed ‘please be me, please be me, please be me’ and just at that she said my name. Jackpot!

I stood up, smiled at her and done my best to conceal that I was instantly turned on at the prospect of her putting her hands on me. As she led me to her massage room I couldn’t help but stare at her body from behind and let my imagination go mad. She made small talk with me as we walked, which is how I learned she was Irish - this only added to my attraction for her and increased my sexual arousal.

She sat me down on the bed and presented me 3 different oil options, letting me smell each of them all while describing the beneifits of each. I didnt take any of it in, I simply gazed at her and couldn’t believe my luck - ‘this woman is just about to rub me down’ is what i’m thinking in my head. I eventually decide on an oil, she then instructed me to strip off and put on the paper underwear that was laid on the massage bed once she had left the room. This was a first for me. Any other time I had a massage I have stripped down to my boxers under the towel. These paper pants were virtually see through!!

I done as I was told; paper pants on, laid face down on the bed and placed the towel over my full body. A few minutes passed by and she knocked on the door and let herself in. She walked to one side of the bed and slowly peeled the towel back to expose my back. A shiver ran through my full body and my heart started pounding while my mind started wandering. Even the sound of her warming up the oil as she rubbed it between her hands had my mind go to the flithest of places. Needless to say, a lot of blood began to flow into my dick at this moment.

She began by working the hot oily salt into my entire back. With the combination of the hot oil/salt mix, her hot hands on me, the feeling of her thighs pressed up against me & her calming sultry Irish accent as she checked in on me, I caved and let my sexual desires fully take over. I’m as hard a brick wall at this moment. She slowly began working her way to my legs and this only intensified matters.

Every brush of her hands over the backend of my thighs sent a pulse straight through my massive erect dick. But I didnt care, my dick was safely squished between my waist and the massage bed, never to be revealed. That is until she stunned me with words to the effect of “okay, turn over onto your back and I’ll do your front”.

Now, bear in mind this was my first experience of a full body scrub but I genuinely, and very naively, never even considered that I would be turned onto my back - despite the clue in the name. I done my very best not to reveal myself whilst turning over by lifting the towel as I twisted my body. However, there was no hiding place when I lay the towel flat down against the front of my body. At this point there would have been a very noticable lump on the LHS (left leaning) of that towel growing from the area where my dick would be, mesauring 8 and a half inches.

Either way, she didn’t let it put her off her stride and continued by folding the towel longitudinally over on itself to reveal the full right side of my body. She then bagan to scrub my upper body and slowly worked her way down the entirety of my right leg. I quickly realised she was about to repeat this process on the left side of my body. If I thought my heart was pounding before then my heart had now set a new heart rate record. The feelings I experienced were intense, I was stressed out but insanely turned on.

She replaced the towel over my exposed side and walked around to the other side of the table. With my eyes tight shut, I felt as she removed the towel from my left hand side, revealing my hard dick piercing through the lining of the paper pants. There would have been no way she could have avoided seeing it at this point. In this moment I couldn’t have been further from relaxed, I was extremely tense and slightly embarrassed.

As she slowly moved her way up my left leg and brushed past my dick, I could feel myself twitch. She finished off the remainder of the treatment and instructed me to shower in preparation for the back, neck and shoulder massage. With this came a huge sense of relief as I knew what I was dealing with. She spent 20 minutes or so providing the best massage ever and before I knew it time was up.

She made small talk as she lead me back to the relaxation room where my girlfriend was chilling - guilt took over at this point. I went in, played it cool and pretended I wasn’t feeling equal measures of embarassment and arousal with what just took place.

I was dealing with a rollercoaster of emotions but an overpowering feeling of horniness which resulted in me taking my girlfriend straight back to our room and fucking her until she came multiple times.

As you can imagine I’ve thought about this experience a lot since it happened, which is why I now have a intense HE fantasy so here’s hoping I get to fulfill it one day.