I was in a relationship which had become sexless, and felt a bit guilty (don't ask me why) about finding other guys for sex. I rationalised that if I paid it wasn't cheating.

At this time I was attending committee meetings monthly in London so I could have an hour to myself afterwards. I got hold of a gay magazine and looked through the small ads for masseurs and escorts, and selected a good looking masseur who charged £20 for a full body sensual massage (worth a lot more then).

Julian let me into his flat, and said that he usually preferred a massage with both masseur and client naked. He was tall, slender and smooth and early 20s, just how I like my guys. He started on my back with long gentle strokes, before concentrating on my ass and inside thighs which got me fully aroused.

He now asked me to roll over and said he was impressed with my erection (7" uncut with a large mushroom helmet). After five minutes on my front he asked me to join him on the bed. He lay on his front and I mounted him from behind until I was lying on top of him, my cock sliding into his tight hole. I fucked him raw for 10 minutes until I spunked inside him.

Ok he was more escort than masseur but I wasn't complaining.