Male Masseur Opens Me Up

A few years ago my wife and I took a two week long couples trip to an island off the coast of Phuket, Thailand. We thought it would help spark a stale marriage, but being alone together actually had the opposite effect. I wanted to at least try to reconnect before giving up on our marriage, but the first night of our trip she rejected my advances, berating me for even trying.

An argument ensued. I went to the beach bar, got really drunk, stumbled home and passed out on the sofa. She fumed and stewed, and went to bed angry.

When I woke up at around 10 the following morning, she had already packed her bags and made reservations at guesthouse in town about 30 minutes away from our resort. I tried my best to convince her to stay. I told her I wouldn't touch her, I'd go with her on her sidetrips, I even offered to stay in the guesthouse and let her have the villa, but she refused. She said she didn't care where she stayed because she would barely be in the room anyway.

"I want to get up early, try new foods, explore, go hiking, do yoga. I want to find something out about myself. I do NOT just want to sit by a fucking pool, getting drunk all day with you and then have you try to fuck me anytime you feel like it!"

Upon hearing that, I reluctantly conceded defeat. Half an hour later she was in a van off to the guesthouse. I was told not to contact her, I would see her at the airport in a couple weeks, and that she had already changed her seat for the return flight.

So there I was. Depressed. Vulnerable. Alone in paradise halfway around the world, abandoned by my soon to be ex-wife. I drank a lot, smoked even more, and didn't eat much. By the third day I was still drinking heavily, but I was leveling out, and I started thinking of ways to treat myself better.

I ordered some lunch before heading out for a smoke. After what seemed like only a few minutes the food arrived, and as I ate I flipped through the hotel directory. The hotel was really nice, with a bunch of common pools, a few different restaurants, and a spa. When I finished eating I took a quick shower, and decided to book an in-room massage. Sleeping on couches or wherever I happened to pass out the last few nights had taken its toll on my body, not to mention that I was desperate for physical human contact. Who knows, maybe I'd get a cute woman who would agree to a happy ending!

About a half hour later there was a knock at the door of the villa. I opened the door expecting to a female masseur, but was instead faced with a tall, tanned, rugged, masculine man in his mid thirties.

"Hello, my name is Ray, I'll be your masseur for today. You have booked a two hour oil treatment, correct?"

"Yes, but I, um... Well I wasn't expecting a male masseur... "

"Oh, I'm very sorry. When the Spa is busy they usually outsource the in-room massages. Would you like to cancel and book for a later time? It's not a problem."

I could the hear the disappointment in Ray's voice and felt bad. He seemed like a nice guy, and after some consideration, I told him that wouldn't be necessary.

"Thank you so much! I really appreciate your understanding and will do my best to make you comfortable and relaxed. These villas have covered outdoor massage tables, or I can set up inside if it's too hot outside."

"No, no no, outside is fine. Just as long as you don't mind if I get a little sweaty. I could use to sweat out some of the alcohol I've been drinking anyway!"

Ray laughed and led me to the small poolside sala with a large ceiling fan. Ray was a genuinely nice guy, and something about him naturally put me at ease. I was glad I had decided not to cancel. Drawing the curtains closed, effectively making the outdoor gazebo into a private room, Ray motioned to a set of clothes hangers and said,

"Could you please remove your clothes, including your underwear. You can put on this paper underwear if you want to, but you don't have to. Some people don't like it. When you're finished please lie face down on the table with your towel loosely tied around your waist. I'll give you some privacy now, just let me know when you're ready!"

When Ray had excused himself, I stripped naked and hung my clothes up. I attempted to wear the paper underwear but ultimately took them off. They were uncomfortable. I then wrapped a towel around my waist and lay down as Ray had asked, with my face in the padded hole of the massage bed. I was a bit drowsy and called Ray in to start.

A few moments later, Ray returned with a basket full of oils and a small Bluetooth speaker playing soothing jungle music. The tent was quite dark, with just a small lamp on the night stand, and a scented candle that flickered on a stand in one corner.

"Would you like me to open the curtains or keep them closed?

"Closed is fine. Much more intimate... I mean private."

Removing my towel, Ray folded it and draped it over my midsection. After he had warmed his oily hands Ray began to massage my my shins and calfs, working his way up my legs. It felt fantastic, and I could feel my weary body begin to relax. For some reason, my hangups about being touched by another man obscured the fact that men are far more physical than women. As Ray massaged me, I reaped the benefit of his skilled technique coupled with his physical presence and power. His fingers felt electric on my skin. My senses seemed heightened and accentuated. I never knew I could be turned on by another man's touch, but this was intense. It was so erotic I found myself moaning softly, almost effeminately, as Ray worked his way up my hamstrings towards my bubble butt. His hands were magical, and my body melted under his touch, taking away my stress and inhibitions with each soothing pass. Reaching between my legs, he gently massaged my inner thighs, his big hands occasionally brushing against my swollen balls. I gasped audibly and squirmed in delight, but he held me firmly in place, and in reality I wanted nothing more than to be exactly where I was. I was mentally confused and conflicted, but so physically excited and sensually aroused that I decided to let go of my inhibitions.

When he had reached the bottom of my ass, Ray slipped his hands beneath the towel and resumed massaging my ass cheeks in slow deliberate circles. It was warm underneath that towel, and my asshole was wet from a combination of sweat and oil. Every few passes, Ray would run the edge of his hand through my slick crack, making contact with my hole. I subconsciously arched my back, practically presenting myself to him as he continued to work the tension from my body.

"You can take the towel off, if that's easier for you." I said, "No need for modesty here anymore, and it may help if you can see what you're doing."

I laughed nervously as I felt the towel removed exposing my naked ass, and Ray continued. Each time his hands kneaded my in a circular motion I could feel the cool air on my exposed asshole. I knew that Ray could also see my most intimate parts up close as he massaged me. That realization made me hornier than I had been in a long time, and my cock twitched and throbbed beneath me. I hoped he was enjoying the show. I began to subtly gyrate my hips, dry humping the massage bed trying to attract his attention. Was it working? What the hell was wrong with me? I'm not gay, but why is my body reacting like this, and why don't I want it to stop?

Ray's soothing voice snapped me out of my tormented train of thought.

"I'm going to start on your back and shoulders now."

Ray began covering my body with oil, and moved to the right side of the bed. I groaned in pleasure as his strong hands went to work on my back and I felt so relaxed that I draped my arms at my sides with my hands hanging off the edge of the bed. Ray began using his elbow up and down my back, and on one pass I moved my arms, accidentally coming into contact with his leg. I left it there and then flipped it over, grasping onto his thin cotton medical pants. Ray continued to massage me and made no objection or reaction to my touch at all.

Shortly after, Ray switched sides and as he worked on my left side, I put my hand back on his leg, gently stroking it while working my way towards his cock. It had to be obvious what I was trying to do, but to my surprise Ray didn't react at all. He continued sensually massaging my shoulders chest and stomach like the professional he was.

" Could you please roll over onto your back now?", asked Ray,

After few helpless moments of trying to cover my cock, I rolled onto my back and shut my eyes to avoid making eye contact with him. My cock was at full mast, jutting almost angrily from my body at an obscene angle.

Ray sensed my embarrassment and laughed, "Don't worry about that, it happens to almost everyone. Totally normal. I take it as a compliment that I'm making you feel good!"

I looked at him and smiled bashfully. Ray walked around to the head of the bed and began to massage my shoulders and chest. I closed my eyes and moaned softly in pleasure as his hands loosened my tense muscles.

"So this was your first massage with a male masseur? How do you like it?"

I opened my eyes and looked up and said,

"Yes. This is the first time I've been touched by another man at all really, the first time I've been naked and alone with another guy.

"I'm not naked!" He chuckled and asked me directly, "Are you enjoying the massage?"

"It feels great, you are very skilled and have big strong hands. I'm very relaxed, and I actually find it sensual, almost, well..."

"Almost what?"

I looked into Ray's eyes.

"Erotic."

Ray smiled knowingly.

"Oh really??? he teased, "You're only fully erect and leaking like a faucet!"

I blushed and glanced away again in embarrassment and answered,

"I've had probably a hundred massages by women and have never gotten an erection. I'm straight. I'm married, well I guess soon to be divorced, and I've never been with another guy. Never even considered it..."

"I see...".

I continued nervously but honestly,

"But three days ago, my wife abandoned me here. I've been really low, constantly drunk, and longing for some love and care, and I find myself with you. You're taking care of me, you're kind and present... and your hands are making my body feel things it never has before."

Ray nodded his head as he listened.

"Well don't worry about your erection. All this talk seems to have taken care of that for now anyway! But tell me honestly, do you want me to touch you there too?

I did my best to completely ignore the question, and tried to change the subject, but he persisted more firmly.

"Do you want me to touch you there? I think you do."

My eyes betrayed my true desire and before I could answer I felt Ray's big strong hand squeeze my balls firmly and take hold of my slick cock.

I moaned and threw my head back in pleasure, closing my eyes in bliss. I reached for Ray's cock but he moved so it was out of reach.

For the next few minutes Roy worked his magic on my cock and balls. I sat up on my elbows to watch him play my like a virtuoso, moaning loudly as he edged me masterfully.

After a few more minutes, before I could cum, Ray had me to roll back over onto my stomach for the final part of the massage. Putting my face back in the padded hole, I waited eagerly for whatever Ray had to offer.

"Spread your legs a little wider, please."

I felt Ray climb onto the table behind me, moving between my flayed legs and massaged my ass cheeks, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel his thinly clothed package press up against my ass as he massaged me, which made me even hotter.

"Anywhere else in particular you want me to work on?"

I couldn't bring myself to ask for it, but my gyrating hips gave me away.

"Here?" he asked teasingly, running his fingers over my hungry hole. I moaned in ecstasy as Ray's big hand parted the meaty cheeks of my ass and rubbed firmly through my slick crack. Fingertips ran over my hole pausing and probing, giving me intense pleasure I had never experienced before, but in what seemed like an instant it was all over. Ray got off the table, grabbed a towel and began to rub the excess oil from my body. When he finished Ray told me to get dressed, and that he'd be back in a few minutes.

My brain went into overdrive. Fuck! The guy was just being professional and friendly! He never overstepped the line or came on to me at all. It was all in my head! I might have been on fire for Ray, but he evidently isn't into me. Maybe he's straight and just has to do a bit for his job? But why would he play with my cock and hole or was that just part of the service?

As I sat deep in contemplation, trying to figure out what the hell was going on, Ray came back into the room and sat down next to me.

"Are you good?", he asked in a genuinely concerned voice.

"The massage was amazing, but now I'm not so sure... I'm really confused.."

"About what?"

"Why I'm not ready for this to be over. I kind of hoped that maybe you would be the one to introduce me to fun with men. I'll never be more ready than I am now, but it looks like that's not gonna happen. So I guess I'm disappointed."

"That is the end of the massage portion of the treatment."

"That's it?" I said, stroking my cock. My tone was almost desperate. I wanted, no I physically needed more. I wanted to try anything and everything that made me this horny. Give my body to him completely, and take whatever he gave me enthusiastically.

Ray smiled knowingly.

"Well as I said, the massage portion of the treatment is over, but since I am self-employed and have no plans after this, I can do whatever I want with my time. Do you want me to stay a bit longer?"

"Of course I do! I'm happy to pay you for your time too..."

"You can tip me what you want for the massage, but if I stay it's because I want to be here." Ray leaned in and kissed me passionately. "Let's go inside and take a shower and see what happens from there."

I nodded in agreement and ushered him inside the villa. The shower of the villa was an open air shower, completely concealed from view and private. I turned to Ray and we shared our first embrace, our hard cocks jousting as we ground against one another in a sexual frenzy, tearing each other's clothes off until we were both naked. Stepping under the hot rain shower we continued to explore each other's bodies, touching, kissing, licking and sucking. Taking a firm grasp of his long, thick cock, I stroked him intently before lowering myself to my knees in front of him. Taking his cock in both hands, I buried my face in his crotch, licking and sucking on his balls as he moaned in pleasure and rubbed his hard meat all over my face. After servicing his heavy, swollen balls for a several minutes, I took the bulbous head of Ray's cock in my mouth and began sucking it like I was dehydrated. As I continued Ray took my head in his hands, stroking my hair as I worked my mouth up and down his engorged member. It felt like nothing I had ever experienced before and I found myself lost in the act of sucking his virile cock while my own cock stood at full attention.

After a few minutes, Ray stood me up and spun me around so my back was to him. Embracing me firmly from behind, he ground his hard cock into my ass as he lathered up my body with soap. I instinctively arched my back as his cock slid through my wet crack, gasping aloud each time I felt the spongy head come into contact with my tight hole. I wanted to feel him penetrate me right then and there, but Ray was taking his time, teasing me, getting me ready to surrender my body to him completely.

After a few more minutes of teasing, Ray shut off the water, wrapped a robe around each of us and brought me to the bed. Sitting me down on the edge of the bed, Ray stood in front of me, opened his robe and slapped my face with his hard, spongy cock as I moaned in ecstasy. I was in heaven! I felt so sexy and I immediately took his cock back into my mouth and began sucking him hard. His cock was about 7 inches long but very thick and it filled my mouth as I struggled to take him deeper. Eventually, my throat opened up, and I was able to take him deep, nearly choking on his cock as it snaked down my throat. Grabbing hold of my head with both hands Ray began fucking my mouth and throat more aggressively. Pulling his cock from my mouth, he asked if I had ever tried poppers, and produced a small glass jar. Opening it, he put it under my nose and told me to take a deep breath with each nostril and hold it, which I did. This was my first time ever trying poppers and nothing could have prepared me for their effects. Within seconds, I felt more relaxed and horny, and I felt like I needed his cock more than anything. I needed it in my mouth, and more urgently I needed to feel it split me open.

When I had taken a couple more sniffs of poppers, Ray laid me down on the bed and crawled between my legs. Taking my hard cock in his mouth Ray sucked my cock and teased my balls like he had an instruction manual on how to get me hot and bothered. Then pulling my legs back, Ray began to devour my ass, leathering up my tight back door with his saliva as his tongue and fingers drove deeper and deeper into my virgin hole. I had never felt anything like it before, and I couldn't wait to feel him enter me. As Ray continued to loosen and pleasure my hole, he straddled

my head feeding me his hard cock again. I sucked on him hungrily, slobbering all over his stiff cock and low hanging balls.

After about 10 minutes of unbridled, oral pleasure, Ray said it was time and moved between my legs, propping my ass up on a pillow. Lining his cock up with my hole I felt him began to press inside me, and my body instinctively opened up to him, adjusting with each inch he inserted into me, until I felt him bottom out. The pain was sharp at first and my ass burned like crazy, but I was so horny I didn't want to stop. Ray held his cock deep inside me, allowing me to open up to him, then gave me two more long sniffs poppers. As I began to feel the effects, the pain dissipated replaced by a dull ache and delightful fullness, and Ray kissed me hard and began to fuck me with long deep strokes. I moaned wantonly as he impaled me on his cock. Locking eyes with me Ray continued to plow into me with reckless abandonment, kissing my neck and sucking and biting my nipples as his cock revealed my deepest secrets.

It was without a doubt, the most raw, passionate and animalistic fuck I had ever experienced, the kind of sex that changes you for good. I knew right then and there that I had found my true calling. I was meant to serve, to suck, and be fucked by cocks. I was a cock slut, and I planned on doing whatever I could to please the cock that was bringing me so much pleasure.

After fucking me on my back for about 10 minutes, Ray withdrew his cock, slid up my body and shoved it in my mouth. The mixture of his pre-cum and my anal fluid formed a heady concoction that made me feel like a cheap whore. I loved it, hungrily sucking his cock clean ass to mouth as he moaned enthusiastically. It felt so dirty, but that feeling of complete debauchery made me even more horny.

"Bend over with your ass at the edge of the bed," Ray ordered firmly.

I immediately got in the prone position with my chest, pinned to the bed and gaping ass presented to my lover to do as he pleased. Ray stood behind me admiring the view, and used his strong hands to caress my ass and body. Spreading my ass with his hands, Ray began licking my recently deflowered hole while kneading my ass cheeks firmly with his hands. When he had finished tasting me, I felt the head of his cock against my hole before Ray drove it in deep, filling me up in one hard thrust. Slapping my ass playfully, Ray began pummeling me from behind intensely. The sound of his balls slapping against my ass filled the room, as did the sound of my loud insistent moaning. Ray's cock was making me make sounds I had never made before, effeminate sounds, pleading with him as his long cock touched places deep inside me for the first time. I was beating my cock with reckless abandon as he defiled me from behind, and soon came on his cock, exploding a huge load onto the bed below me. I could feel my now slack hole clamp down hard on his manhold as I writhed below him riding the most intense orgasm of my life. Reaching between my legs, Ray scooped up a handful of my cum and rubbed it all over my face, force feeding it to me, and I greedily consumed my own seed.