Seeing that he's not getting much response, Henry quickly finished up with his 40 odd stokes and asked me to turn around. I waited, and waited, Henry seems to be merely spreading the oil over the lower half of the body in long weak strokes without any sign of massaging. After another minute, he takes his hand off, grabs the band of my boxer-briefs, and pulls them all the way down. Then everyone shows off their style or mannerisms—-someone looks at the client seductively, someone blows an air-kiss.

I should also point out that this guy wasn't the only guy who had wanted to get me to play with his dick during a massage. The good news is, masseurs who have issues with the human body usually don’t stay in the industry for long. The first book we read, Hubo un Vez Antes del SIDA, by Pablo Leder, made specific mention of this same bathhouse being a favorite of college guys on Thursdays. Do: if you are having a therapeutic massage and feel unsure, ask your therapist whether you should keep your underwear on. Harry continued pumping and milking my cock to make sure he gets every drop from my exhausted balls.very healthy" exclaimed Harry, while my arched body slowly relaxed and I laid back on the massage bed, drained from the session. He works his way up and down my back and my shoulders, and finds every knot in my back (painfully at a few points). If my family ever gets to know about it, the first thing they would say is, “There are places where this sort of thing goes on? and at that point, with him still stroking his dick, I seized the opportunity to keep the situation under control and handed him a towel and told him he could wipe the oil off his body with it to freshen up and I'd see him in the lobby when he was dressed.

He stood there with a towel, his dopp kit a clean pair of Fruit of the Loom briefs, white socks, a folded golf shirt, a pair of Docker Shorts in a clean pair of white Addidis low cuts.I was excited by the potential threesome situation that it could lead to, which is something we've talked about on occasion. The thin blanket gave the silhouette of my hard on and I would let out deep breaths with the pressure he put on my sides.