So my boyfriend and I took a trip to see some family and to have a getaway together. I’m 28 y/o , 5’11, slim with a bubble butt and an average dick… and he’s a 6’3 muscle daddy with a perfectly thick 8” dick. We were open before covid but ever since then, even though we’re vaccinated, we said that we would talk about being open again at a later point.

In the meantime, while on vacation, my back and neck were hurting, so my uncle called around and finally found a place that had appointments available. They didn’t have any couple’s massages and in the end, I was the only one going to get a massage. They said it was a full body massage, and I had no idea if the masseuse was going to be a man or woman. Either way, I wanted to emphasize beforehand to focus where I had pain, so I mentioned it in advance.

So my uncle and boyfriend drop me off at the massage spa before going to run an errand or two. I walk in and soon enough there’s a hot man, let’s call him Marcos, leading me to the room. He’s about 6 foot tall, muscular, tan, has a tight black shirt and a mask on as well. I could see his stubble around his mask which I always love. The room we go in is dimly lit, with a calm playlist going on that also had a bit of rhythm to it.

He asks if this is my first massage, to which I reply that it‘s one of the first. He gives me some time to undress, all in spanish which turns me on, and I can’t lie and say I didn’t have a semi by the time he came back in and I was face down with a towel over my lower back and ass.

When Marcos comes back in, he starts rubbing a warm oil on my upper back, while standing in front of my head. I can’t help but wonder if he’s gay. I figured he was but couldn’t be sure. His warm hands quickly went from my upper back to lower, spreading the oil everywhere which I figured was why he already started rubbing my ass too. Only in long strokes from my upper back down to my ass and back up, but my dick was now fully hard. I already went from wondering if he was gay to hoping it.

I small talk with him just a little as he spends some time on my back, and then my legs. He starts using one of those massage guns on me, which actually feel great by the way. And he is going up my leg with it… he alternated between that gun and his hands, sometimes getting under the towel. Soon enough, he just folds the towel up. So I could feel my ass exposed and the towel was really just over my lower back.

He’s now mainly just massaging my ass with his hands, and then he takes a moment and dims the light a little more. He starts using the massage gun on the outside of my ass, and it feels amazing. He starts going on from the right cheek, closer to my hole, and it feels so good that I can’t help but moan a little bit.

I take a moment to readjust myself, and leave my hands hanging by the sides of the table. As he moves to the left side to work on my ass some more, just one finger of mine is rubbing on his legs. I was so hard and occasionally moaning.

At one point, he is massaging me with that gun right over my hole, and I am quietly moaning so the front desk doesn’t hear me, but so Marcos definitely could. At this point I’m practically in a trans, and kind of thrusting my body as my way to ask for more. He is working on my ass for a while, and eventually goes back to my back for a little too.

Then he asks me to flip over. And of course I’m hard, but still have the towel over me. My hands are both on the edges this time, and as he work on my legs, I take advantage to touch him when I can. I’m confident he sees my dick throb through the towel sometimes, and he slowly works towards my groin, under the towel.

At this point, I’ve got a couple fingers constantly rubbing against his legs, and I start to feel his hard dick through his pants. It’s such a turn on. And he is making me feel so good too. He pulls out the gun and starts using it on my thighs… and once again closer to my groin.

He removes the towel entirely as he starts using the massage gun near my hard dick, and well, you probably guessed it, on my hard dick. It feels so good, that I start to moan, and Marcos leans over to me, puts his finger towards his mask and goes “shh”. At this point, I’m grabbing his dick, stroking it from the outside. I’m touching and enjoying his tight back muscles. He goes right back to work, as I try to enjoy this silently.

He starts stroking my dick, and then he stops for a moment and goes to a drawer, takes out this little extension, if you will, for the massage gun - it’s like a half circle- which conveniently wraps perfectly around a dick… and wow does it feel amazing. I am so hard and so close to coming, and at one point I am tingling all over my hands, arms and head. In hindsight, I think I was technically hyperventilating from the ecstasy.

Marcos puts his warm mouth on my dick, and gives me head for a little while… and went right back to stroking me… I am so close to coming, and he knows it too. Obeying sexy Marcos and staying silent is definitely an extra turn on.

His alarm goes off, and he works on me for a few more minutes, so much precum as I watch this muscular man stroke my cock while I run my hands across his back and squeeze his ass.

We’re both so into it, but then he whispers to me that he has to leave or he’ll get in trouble. I apologize for not finishing yet, and he apologized back saying sorry he couldn’t stay and finish up. Marcos tells me to take my time getting up and out.

So as he leaves, I stroke myself until I shoot - it takes one minute before I shoot my load to my chest. I wipe it all up with towel and leave it right on the table for Marcos to find.

As I get ready, I see my boyfriend wrote me thirty minutes ago saying that they’re waiting for me in the parking lot. Meanwhile that whole time, another man was pleasuring me. As I go to the bathroom to wash the oil off my right hand, I see Marcos in the hallway… and he winks at me and says in spanish “I hope you enjoyed it”. When I’m leaving, I ask to tip and the woman at the desk says cash is better… so I end up going to my boyfriend in the parking lot and getting $20 from him. He jokingly says “you owe me double for this” and as I walk to Marcos, I say to myself, “You have no idea.”