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My Gay Fantasy Is Fulfilled

... where he would give me the sensual massage, I had described to him previously. Greg lived within walking distance of the pub, so it only took twenty minutes to get to his flat. During the walk I was going through events in my mind, wondering if I should make excuses to opt out. I decided that I needed to experience this and tonight seemed as good a time as any. Greg was bi and had been with men before. He did not act camp and certainly didn’t have a gay ascent (straight guys will know what I mean). He was about 5’11’’, an inch or so taller than me, with short brown hair and eyes, not too dissimilar to myself. He had a medium build, his bum looked nice in his jeans and I felt myself being turned on by him. On entering Greg’s flat, he offered me a whiskey, which I accepted . As he gave me the glass, he kissed me again. My cock began to stir in my pants and a bulge was very noticeable for Greg to see. Greg pulled away from the kiss, looked down and stroked my groin. As we kissed again, he pressed his groin into my thigh, so I could feel his hardness. Greg turned on his computer and some porn appeared on his large TV screen. The porn was my favourite, MMF bi threesome, which I had told Greg I liked while we were online. Greg and I watched the action for a about fifteen minutes, not really saying much, as we stroked each other through our clothes. Greg said, ‘I'm sorry but I am going to have to remove these jeans to give my cock some room.’ He stood up, undid his fly and pulled ...

... his jeans off, revealing a pair of blue boxers with a very big bulge in them and a damp spot of pre-cum. He sat next to me, took my hand and guided it toward his erect penis. I gently rubbed it through the material of his boxers. ‘Are you ready for that massage yet?’ He asked. I said, ‘Yes,' with a tremble in my voice. He disappeared for a moment and returned with two large white towels. He opened one and laid it out on the floor, in front of the fireplace. He then lit the candles in the room and asked me to remove my clothes. I stripped to my briefs and stood there looking at Greg. He looked me up and down with a huge grin on his face. Then walked towards me and we kissed again. ‘Lie down on your front and I will massage your back first, to relieve the tension in your shoulders,’ he said. I lay on the towel face down and he poured some oil onto my back. Greg started to massage the oil into my body. He initially worked on my shoulders, which helped me to relax. I started to moan in appreciation of the work he was doing. Then he started to work down to the small of my back and run his hands along the waistband of my briefs. After a few laps of the small of my back, his hand drifted underneath the waistband of my briefs, which caused me to moan with pleasure again. With each circular motion of his hands, he moved deeper into my underwear. I raised my hips off the ground, allowing Greg to apply enough downward pressure to uncover my buttocks and pull my briefs down over my knees ...