u/Str8BroJ

I was home from college for break (20 at time) and hit up a gym nearby. I ran into Joe a long time buddy of my dad’s from college while working out. Joe was 45 and a bigger beefy hairy former athlete. We chatted abit out on the floor and went on about our workouts.

After my workout, I hit the lockerroom. As usual, I stripped down, towel on shoulders and hit showers. The shower area is lined both sides 3 on one side and side 3 on other open. It had no stalls and was off the end of lockerrom. It was mid afternoon of a week day so it was dead. I was only one in showers. I started soaping up and got pretty erect. I just went with it since plenty of time and only one there.

I was kindof faced away from opening and got lost in my mind. Then I heard a “hey” and turned and Joe was walking into shower area. I was obviously almost fully hard. He took shower head right next to me and said nothing.
He started soaping up and I stayed semi (fluffed but not full) as we chatted more just having a casual conversation.

He then starts soaping his cock alot. It was pretty big and more girthy than long and he was hairy everywhere including full bush. Seeing him got me harder again without trying. He was basically jerking with soap while making eye contact but still making normal conversation about college.

I of course got rock hard seeing him stroking his big dick. He smirked as his hand was now fully pumping his cock. I watched with my own fully rock hard just only lighting tugging my balls with soapy hands. His eyes then got fixed on my cock. As he stared, “bet you drive the girls crazy at college too. ” “Yeah I try.” I smiled. He had a horny proud and even admiring look on his face. He was shameless I kept looking over at area opening and back to make sure no one entering but his eyes only moved between my eyes and cock as he worked his big mast.

We both stood there maybe a foot apart under water. My cock was straight bouncing and throbbing. He was furiously pumping his cock. “I miss college day, so many chicks and me and your dad made the rounds. He and I love to compete for girl’s attention but he won alot mostly cause of his big dick” He was smirking now “seems like horny runs in your family” he nodded down then to my cock I barely grinned just wild in thoughts. “You get off everyday like old man too?” “I try” I mumbled a little. I knew if I touched my cock I was going to bust “Atta boy I have to too still” he winked.

His hand was fully pumping his cock; his other hand pulling on his hairy sac. One more glance at opening nothing so I started jerking more directly. We just stared at each other pumping moving a little closer together. Our cocks almost touched. Then in a flash “ugh” his body started shaking and ropes shoot outta cock. Shortly I erupted.

We finished cleaning up with some small talk. I stayed in shower as he left. We never talked about it.

Background:
I have enjoyed getting massages, especially deep tissue since college. I have tried a variety of massage therapist and it’s always been difficult to find the right combination of legit deep tissue, no draping, and not too erotic (more sensual/open then true erotic while also being a real massage).

Coming out of COVID, I was looking for a new masseur and found one that was also personal trainer and big into stretching based on website. I booked and the setup was part gym with a massage room. Initially, the massage itself was great (deep tissue with stretching) and the drapping was a light comforter and sheet and he kept my mid section, package, and glutes covered.

Over time we chatted alot. I always get 2 hour massages and so plenty of time to talk and to relax. We discovered we had quite a bit in common (sports, nature, women-his gf and my dating life, beer, exercise tips, tv shows etc). With each passing massage the concern over drapping placement seem to get less until one day the comforter was gone and sheet moved around losely. I have always gotten hard at times during a massage and even with an obvious tent using just the sheet nothing was ever said.

He always wore an A shirt and gym shorts while being commando. He usually positioned himself so that his angle was never directly above me or to the side of me. Again over time, his positions changed to where he would stand right beside my arm or over my head with his shorts brushing me. He has an obvious cock outline but was soft.

Flash forward a year and half and it was middle of summer and ac was wonky. He apologized and said if it was too hot we could reschedule. I said I was fine but prefer to loose the sheet to be cooler. He said if you’re good I’m good. So full regular massage no draping. When I rolled over and he started working my abs, I got hard. Nothing said and he just worked down to bush and up. His hand lightly grazing my tip.

From then on we went no draping. Again each time he would massage down to my bush and only grazed my clearly erect cock a little more each time. He had also started brushing against it and my balls when I was face down as he worked my thighs .

Eventually, 2.5 years in and as I came into studio he was shirtless and just in a pair of compression shorts. He was sweating and said sorry give him a min just finished workout and needed to setup room.

I go into the room as he finishes turning on music and setting out massage oil. I just started undressing as we chatted. He doesn’t leave this time and I just climb on table nude face down. As he massages still shirtless and in shorts, he adjusts and stretches even a bit differently. He folds my arm up and it laid against his hairy chest while massaging my pecs and when working back of legs his shorts bulge cups some in my hand and could fill it fluff some as it did. To finish this time, his hand brushed my balls, my bare cheeks even parting them some, my thighs and around the base of my cock. As he worked my hips and his hands move they hit my cock tip and I’m sure he got pre on his hand. Again nothing said and he wrapped up.

Like times before this became the new standard, massage after his workouts. Him shirtless in comp shorts no drapping no leaving the room more “incidental” body contact.

Finally, after three years of regular massage, he messages to move our time to Friday evening if possible due to conflict. No problem. I arrive and like before shirtless sweaty and in comp shorts. This time he was drinking a beer saying it was great cool down and start to the weekend. He offered me one and we chatted a bit sipping and he shared among other things that him and gf has broken up. We bantered back and forth about dating, relationship, and women. The massage started as usual after a beer.

This time we chatted alot as massage progressed and the usual intimate and even very slight mutual contact continued. His brushes of my cock and balls; parting and massaging all of glute; his chest and shorts pressed along side me as it progressed. I flipped and the conservation turned to being single and he joked it meant being back to the hand life for awhile. We went back and forth a bit on the pros and cons of single sex life and how horny we stay and how feels like balls never fully empty.

By this point he was massaging my abs and my cock was absolutely dripping and I could see and feel how hard he was in his shorts. He then commented and asked was it was like being uncut and if I liked it and if women ever said anything. I explain the perks including no lube and how most women were new to it with mine but overall ok with it. I said the best part was how sensitive the head was and easy the skin moved back which always felt amazing. With that he said “can I see?” I said “of course” and before I could reach my cock his hand was on it and pulling back my foreskin. I grunted and he said “damn thats cool.” His hand still on it I said “well what about yours” and tugged down his shorts as his pretty massive thick cut cock sprung out.

He slightly moaned while I started jerking it and he worked my hood. He pushed his shorts full down and standing fully nude beside the table still as one hand then went to my balls and the other stayed moving my foreskin. “Damn man that foreskin is amazing wish I was uncut like this” “It’s great but still you got a big dick so plenty to be happy with yourself” I said one hand milking his cock “plus these big damn balls” I said tugging on his low heavy nuts. We both just kept grunting and moaning until “oh fuk” and he shoot ropes hitting the side of my stomach. I immediately then shot ropes up my chest. We both shook for a second and he said “damn never finished a massage like that” and offered me a hand towel.

He then just went back to finishing the massage some with head rubs. After he just asked if I felt relaxed and we didn’t talk about it. After that time, I kept seeing him for another year till he moved. Each time from then on it was both of us nude (he was in shorts when I arrive but lose them before starting) with some mutual touching throughout before a mutual jerkoff finish.

We added some tweaks like he would rub my nipples some while jerking me or I would tug on his tanks or rub under them even grabbing his ass some. A few times we would talk about women or sexual experiences during or how good something felt. One time it was showing a hot porn on Twitter. We had all the other usual convo during the massage which also otherwise was as deep tissue and through as ever and never spoke of the endings otherwise. It was the ultimate massage experience for what I was looking for.

Background:
I have enjoyed getting massages, especially deep tissue since college. I have tried a variety of massage therapist and it’s always been difficult to find the right combination of legit deep tissue, no draping, and not too erotic (more sensual/open then true erotic while also being a real massage).

What Happened:
Coming out of COVID, I was looking for a new masseur and found one that was also personal trainer and big into stretching based on website. I booked and the setup was part gym with a massage room. Initially, the massage itself was great (deep tissue with stretching) and the drapping was a light comforter and sheet and he kept my mid section, package, and glutes covered.

Over time we chatted alot. I always get 2 hour massages and so plenty of time to talk and to relax. We discovered we had quite a bit in common (sports, nature, women-his gf and my dating life, beer, exercise tips, tv shows etc). We genuinely started to chat as friends even if just during the massage like developing a bond.

With each passing massage the concern over drapping placement seem to get less until one day the comforter was gone and sheet moved around losely. I have always gotten hard at times during a massage and even with an obvious tent using just the sheet nothing was ever said.

He always wore an A shirt and gym shorts while being commando. He usually positioned himself so that his angle was never directly above me or to the side of me. Again over time, his positions changed to where he would stand right beside my arm or over my head with his shorts brushing me. He has an obvious cock outline but was soft.

Flash forward a year and half and it was middle of summer and ac was wonky. He apologized and said if it was too hot we could reschedule. I said I was fine but prefer to loose the sheet to be cooler. He said if you’re good I’m good. So full regular massage no draping. When I rolled over and he started working my abs, I got hard. Nothing said and he just worked down to bush and up. His hand lightly grazing my tip.

From then on we went no draping. Again each time he would massage down to my bush and only grazed my clearly erect cock a little more each time. He had also started brushing against it and my balls when I was face down as he worked my thighs .

Eventually, 2.5 years in and as I came into studio he was shirtless and just in a pair of compression shorts. He was sweating and said sorry give him a min just finished workout and needed to setup room.

I go into the room as he finishes turning on music and setting out massage oil. I just started undressing as we chatted. He doesn’t leave this time and I just climb on table nude face down. As he massages still shirtless and in shorts, he adjusts and stretches even a bit differently. He folds my arm up and it laid against his hairy chest while massaging my pecs and when working back of legs his shorts bulge cups some in my hand and could fill it fluff some as it did. To finish this time, his hand brushed my balls, my bare cheeks even parting them some, my thighs and around the base of my cock. As he worked my hips and his hands move they hit my cock tip and I’m sure he got pre on his hand. Again nothing said and he wrapped up.

Like times before this became the new standard, massage after his workouts. Him shirtless in comp shorts no drapping no leaving the room more “incidental” body contact.

Finally, after three years of regular massage, he messages to move our time to Friday evening if possible due to conflict. No problem. I arrive and like before shirtless sweaty and in comp shorts. This time he was drinking a beer saying it was great cool down and start to the weekend. He offered me one and we chatted a bit sipping and he shared among other things that him and gf has broken up. We bantered back and forth about dating, relationship, and women. The massage started as usual after a beer.

This time we chatted alot as massage progressed and the usual intimate and even very slight mutual contact continued. His brushes of my cock and balls; parting and massaging all of glute; his chest and shorts pressed along side me as it progressed. I flipped and the conservation turned to being single and he joked it meant being back to the hand life for awhile. We went back and forth a bit on the pros and cons of single sex life and how horny we stay and how feels like balls never fully empty.

By this point he was massaging my abs and my cock was absolutely dripping and I could see and feel how hard he was in his shorts. He then commented and asked was it was like being uncut and if I liked it and if women ever said anything. I explain the perks including no lube and how most women were new to it with mine but overall ok with it. I said the best part was how sensitive the head was and easy the skin moved back which always felt amazing. With that he said “can I see?” I said “of course” and before I could reach my cock his hand was on it and pulling back my foreskin. I grunted and he said “damn thats cool.” His hand still on it I said “well what about yours” and tugged down his shorts as his pretty massive thick cut cock sprung out.

He slightly moaned while I started jerking it and he worked my hood. He pushed his shorts full down and standing fully nude beside the table still as one hand then went to my balls and the other stayed moving my foreskin. “Damn man that foreskin is amazing wish I was uncut like this” “It’s great but still you got a big dick so plenty to be happy with yourself” I said one hand milking his cock “plus these big damn balls” I said tugging on his low heavy nuts. We both just kept grunting and moaning until “oh fuk” and he shoot ropes hitting the side of my stomach. I immediately then shot ropes up my chest. We both shook for a second and he said “damn never finished a massage like that” and offered me a hand towel.

He then just went back to finishing the massage some with head rubs. After he just asked if I felt relaxed and we didn’t talk about it. After that time, I kept seeing him for another year till he moved. Each time from then on it was both of us nude (he was in shorts when I arrive but lose them before starting) with some mutual touching throughout before a mutual jerkoff finish.

We added some tweaks like he would rub my nipples some while jerking me or I would tug on his tanks or rub under them even grabbing his ass some. A few times we would talk about women or sexual experiences during or how good something felt. One time it was showing a hot porn on Twitter. We had all the other usual convo during the massage which also otherwise was as deep tissue and through as ever and never spoke of the endings otherwise. It was the ultimate massage experience for what I was looking for.