Its been a while since I penned a story, guess I have been busy with certification for professional massages to be opening up a practice...The massages have not been as busy as I anticipated, I honestly thought men loved massages but I could have been wrong...

It as a quite Wednesday afternoon, I was playing on my phone when I received a request for a massage from a "Brad", he wanted 90 minutes and opted for a specialty massage. Appointment confirmed and I set about prepping the room, the intention before mixing the oils. At 8pm the gate buzzed, I let Brad in, in all honesty I expected a 60yr old man. a age group which meets the majority of my clients.

His car pulled into the driveway shortly after followed by a knock on the door. I opened up and my jaw temporarily dropped. Standing in front of me was this handsome probably 40yr old, tall, black hair, brown eyes hunk. Judging from his physique, it suggests that he gyms a lot. Glancing over him, I noticed he had on a wedding ring. I quit peeving, greeted him and led him to my healing room, thoughts racing in my head though i had to quite them, to be professional.

I directed Brad to change at the changing vanity. While he undressed I left the room to get some water merging into the relaxed professional self. After a few minutes, I knocked on the door entered the room to found him lying on the massage bed, face down, he was wearing his underwear. My eyes glazed over his strong back, down his legs and his feet I felt myself get turned on..

We made small talk, he told me about his job, and family and the reason for the massage. I started at his feet, massaging gently and loving. He had noticeable soft, well maintained clean feet. Slowly moved up his strong legs, he was enjoying the massage as I could measure it by his breathing. Legs done, I moved to his back, releasing his tension, smoothed a knot or two. By the time I got to his lower back I asked whether his glutes should be worked on. He agreed to the massage with his jocks still on. I did not mind, my hands worked his tight glutes, they felt firm and muscular. I imagined his wife holding onto them every night. Glutes completed, I moved down his legs and back to his feet, just enjoying the moment.

I could tell Brad was completely relaxed. After 60 minutes I asked him to switch over, with care I massaged the front of his body. Flipping over, the man was gorgeous. His chest hair was evenly distributed, a line of hair down his chest past his navel disappearing into his jocks. I continued with the chest massage, stroking his chest, his nipples, his underarms trying to see if my stroking has any effect on his crotch. I moved down his chest and started to massage his pelvic area, moved down his legs. I came back up massaging his inner thighs, he let out a gentle moan, finally I seen movement.

I stood at his head and my hands caressed his body moving under his jocks to massage his pelvic area and with the repeated movements an erection was established, clearly visible through his jocks. Brad blushed apologized and I asked him if I should take care of it. He nodded and my mouth went to his hard cock. Sucking down to his base and up again lick and teasing as he moaned on the massage bed. My tongue tickled his balls and towards his ass as he spread his legs over my back, edging my tongue towards his ass, then back to his cock, teasing his piss slit, before deep throat-ing him until he came...

Brad is now a regular for sensual massages followed by a deep throat