Massaging gay story of fun with Magic Hands: 3
Massage gay fun story: I was staring wide-eyed at his very naked, very exposed privates, his crotch barely an inch awayā¦ and it made me gulp as a shudder coursed down my spine, for the equipment on display between his powerful thighs was fascinatingly impressive!
No, he wasnāt hard, but naturally large!
Enamoured, I looked on in open admiration ā seeing my very first live, adult male genitalia ā noting every detailā¦
His pube was lush, the curly, glistening strands jet blackā¦ Shahbaz didnāt shave or trim his pubic thatch. I mean, it wasnāt an unruly, straggly mass of unkempt strands, but neither was it a meticulously pruned bush, trimmed short.
Rather, he maintained a neatly groomed patch with moderately long, perfectly tended crotch hair that one could run and riffle oneās fingers throughā¦ even grab a fistful!
His shaft (deliciously fat) and scrotum (low hanging and leathery) was hairless and smooth, obviously shaved (or waxed).
Holding my face up, one palm still under my lower jaw, and the other at the back of my neck, his fingers still working away, Shahbaz stuck his pelvis forward, his crotch smack-dab in my face!
Nose buried in his pubes, the fat base of his cock jammed against my lips, breathing in his scent, I could just wonderā¦
Yes, horribly tempted, tempted to just reach up and grab his cock, open my mouth wide and be done with itā¦ suck him till he flooded my mouth with his youthful nectar, gave me the liquid treasure of his young balls!
But alas, I just lay there on the table, passiveā¦ shuddering from head to foot as he gently rotated his pelvis, rubbing his crotch against my faceā¦ very subtle, very slickā¦ the hands switching place as he slid them up and down, almost caressingā¦
Suddenly releasing my head, Shahbaz once more leaned in, his fingers dancing their way down my spineā¦
This time he didnāt pause at my tail bone, but reached right in, both hands slipping between the cheeks, the fingers sliding along the deep cleft, going straight for my rosebudā¦ passing over itā¦
And the slipping out, prying my buttocks apart, spreading them wide as he swirled his hands, covering the flesh mounds, giving my ass a full palm clutchā¦ and a gentle squeeze, before returning back to my neckā¦
Well, that direct touch was way beyond me, way beyond my control, (also, I didnāt really care any more)ā¦ and the moment those fingers slid over my tiny little booty hole, my pelvis jerked right off the tableā¦
My ass bucking high, pushing back at his hands with the joy of finally being assailed by a strangerās finger after a lifetime of waitingā¦
He repeated it a few more times, lingering a wee bit longer each time he passed over the tightly clenched orifice, and then nudged at the opening!
Instantly my ass shot up, and throwing back my head I moaned out loudā¦
It was a cry of hunger, and Shahbaz immediately pressed down with his fingertip, thrusting his crotch in my face at the same time, grinding his package over my open mouth, giving me a taste of his genitals!
Oh, only if he had lifted up on his toes, his cock would have easily slipped into my gaping mouth!
My desperate plea muffled by his crotch, I blubbered in his groinā¦ while Shahbaz continued to explore my crevice, his fingers sliding up and down the deep cleft, his fingertips repeatedly tapping my till then untouched openingā¦
As if coaxing it, cajoling itā¦ till finally I felt it flutter, pouting high with desire!
Maybe thatās what his intent wasā¦ what he was waiting for, for immediately he pulled back and patting my right shoulder asked me to roll overā¦
āTurn over sir, we still need to do the front.ā
I was sporting a hurtfully stiff boner under my belly, leaking copious precum like a leaky faucetā¦ how was I supposed to just roll over and display my shame to a stranger?!
āUm, you have an erection?ā he asked matter-of-factly, and then added like a teacher reassuring the scared new kid, āItās okay sir, itās absolutely natural to have an erection during a massage. Iāve seen it many times and you donāt need to feel embarrassed.ā
God, it was so humiliating!
But then, what else could be done, huh? Shahbaz was already tugging at my shoulder while patting my thigh, encouraging me to roll overā¦ and finally I didā¦
Red faced, eyes shut tight (ostrich syndrome), my left hand cupping my engorged family-jewels, shielding my disgrace from view!
[Here I must tell you that though I was already aware about Shahbaz being very well endowed, I was no midget eitherā¦ I mean, I had a healthy six inches of average thick man-meat, nothing to be ashamed of.]
āSir, you donāt need to hide itā¦ā Shahbaz said softly as he took my left wrist and lifted my hand, and even before I knew it he was placing my hand between his thighs, on his junk, āsee, even Iāve got one, well, almost a hardon. Itās the skin on skin feel, you know, it stirs up a lot of feelings!ā
Oh, I could have died of shame at that momentā¦
But I also wanted to hold it, hold onto it foreverā¦ pet it and caress itā¦ stroke it and play with it till he was fully erectā¦
Reach lower and cup his balls, feel them and cuddle themā¦ roll them in my palmā¦
Open my eyes and look up, see all of himā¦ but aware that he must be watching me, keenly observing my every reactionā¦ and I didnāt want to meet his eyes!
That contact (my hand and his manhood), along with all those thoughts jostling for space in my head made my cock twitch and jerk, rising off my abdomen, flexing furiously as another gob of slimy precum oozed out!
Without even making a conscious effort my fingers wrapped around the warm flesh tube, the heated bulk filling my palm completelyā¦ he wasnāt hard yet, but neither was he flaccid ā the shaft still spongy, but sufficiently englutted to give it a marvellous fullness.
And as I felt it pulse and throb in my grip, my hand gave it a gentle squeeze!
Shahbaz let out a soft moan and then he moved awayā¦ taking his cock with him as it slipped out of my grip.
He once more began with my feet, slowly working his way up my legsā¦ moving past my hips, giving my fiercely twitching cock a complete miss, up to my chest and my shouldersā¦
Once more transporting me to another realm, before beginning with my hands, working his magic from the shoulders, down the arms right to the tip of my fingers ā first left and then right.
And as I lay there, heart pounding away, eyes still tightly shut, my cock going crazy as it pulsed and throbbed on my abdomen, Shahbaz suddenly drew back, announcingā¦
āDone, sir!ā
āThatās it?ā I wondered, āOver already?ā the mere thought tearing at my heart, not wanting it to endā¦ finally blinking open my eyes and looking up at him, my eyes pleading, thirsting for his touch.
He too was staring down at me, his face a mask of innocent incomprehension, of feigned ignorance!
āThis your first time, right?ā he asked with a smile, āWant anything else?ā
But even before I could collect my thoughts, frame a response, Shahbaz slipped his right hand between my thighs gathering up my balls in his palm, while his left hand slid across my heaving chest reaching for my engorged nipples, tweaking oneā¦
I gaspedā¦ my feet automatically sliding up as my knees bent, parting my thighs wide to give him better access to my privates.
Releasing my scrotum Shahbaz riffled his fingers through my pube, wrapping his hand around my throbbing shaft, beginning to stroke gentlyā¦
āWas this it? Would he now just jerk me off? Happy ending?!ā
Our eyes locked, fingers of one hand still tweaking my nipples, right and left, Shahbaz began exploring my penis with the thumb of his other hand ā tracing the scar line of excision, circling the flared rim, titillating my still intact frenulum, and then smearing my leaked precum all over the glansā¦
And all I could do was groan and sway my hips in response, sliding my desperate cock through his fist!
Shahbaz wasnāt exactly jerking me off ā his grip wasnāt tight enough, and neither was the rhythm and speed quite right.
He was simply protracting my already hour long torment, prolonging my suffering even further, beyond all human endurance. Leaving me hanging in mid air ā almost there, yet not quite!
And when I thought Iād go out my mind, almost ready to ask him to do whatever he wanted, even fuck me if thatās what he desiredā¦ just give me some releaseā¦
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Leaving my cock he slid his hand under me, one finger slipping between my ass cheeks.
āWould you like a body on body rub, sir?ā he asked touching me down there once more, the finger caressing my anus, āIām sure youāll enjoy it immensely.ā
Like always, I frozeā¦ and even before I could formulate a response, he was already on the table, swinging one leg over meā¦ His knees on either side of my shoulders, his heavy, awe inspiring package dangling inches above my faceā¦
To be continuedā¦
