The Maseur - Sex Stories

The Maseur

... room at the County Club. He invited me to join him sometime as his guest, and suggested I get an allover tan. I laughed and told him it would be hard to explain to my wife. He certainly seemed to be in a talkative mood this time. "How is your back, is the pain gone?" He asked. "Yea, it is gone and your hands are like magic." He paused for a moment before he said, "I give five to eight massages a week to members of the County Club. Sometimes, I pack up my massage table and go to their houses. They tip very well especially when I give them a special benefit." “A special benefit?" I asked with what must have been a perplexed look on my face. He answered, "Yes, for the men, I end the massage by oiling their cock, give them a few strokes of my hand. They climax, and the result of the massage is increased doubled." I knew what he was offering, and it made me uncomfortable. "Carl's thanks for the offer, but I am not into gay things." He said flatly, "It’s not a gay thing. I’m not gay. The men I touch are all straight married men like you. I touched your body all over. Did you feel it was gay?" "No Carl; I never felt your massage was a gay thing. The titty massage did arouse me, but I guess it’s natural. It would not matter if a guy rubbed me or if a woman rubbed me." He continued, "Trust me; I have done this with men before, and it is really relaxing for them." At this point, I was relaxed. My cock was hard, and I knew I would go home and jack off later that night. I said to myself, ...

... “I am not gay... I know my wife would not jack me off. He said he’d done this before with other straight men, so why should I say no? "Promise you are not gay." “I’m not gay; I’m as straight as you are. Now let me change to some real porn you might like." He started the DVD player showing a hard-core movie with two men and one woman. "I have something that will heighten your climax. You breathe it in through your nose. Take a couple of breaths and hold it in, and when you climax it will be unlike any climax you have ever had before." "You owe it to yourself to experience an extreme orgasm." After three beers and with the nipple play, I wanted to shoot my wad. No, I needed to shoot my wad. The offer to be jacked off and to have an extreme orgasm was more than I could take. "Ok Carl, I trust you. What do I do now?” “Just lie there. I’ll do the rest,” he said with a sexy smile. He showed me a small bottle, opened the cap, and asked me to take a sniff. I did, and there was no real smell, but there was a buzz in my nose. He told me, “Sniff again, but this time to hold a nostril closed and to put the bottle under your nose.” He instructed, “Exhale completely and then breathe in.” As I inhaled I was hit with a wave of light headiness. I felt like I was floating, but in twenty seconds I was back to normal. He removed the towel exposing my cock. My cock was small only about four inches, cut but had a large glan head. I found when having sex with my wife in the missionary position, it ...