FabGuys.com forum: Sports massage from older- true story

By *uchapervert3 OP Man
4 weeks ago

Pencoed

About 10 years ago I was prepping for my first half marathon and I’d heard that it was a good idea to get a proper sport massage about a week prior to the event.

I found a guy in Swansea bay so made arrangements. My girlfriend dropped me off and I went up into his flat.

The chap was maybe 65, in good shape and did the massage in the front room of his bayside flat.

He told me to wear loose fitting shorts with no underwear. When i got there he asked me to take my top off.

The massage was amazing, if more vigorous that I was expecting. But what caught my attention was when doing my thighs his fingers would occasionally brush my balls. And when doing my glutes it felt like he was deliberately spreading my cheeks and opening my hole. I didn’t say anything not wanting to look a fool. However this was all having an effect and I could feel my cock thickening.

I was mortified but he laughed and said don’t worry it’s perfectly natural. As the massage continued the touching became more and more frequent and obvious. At one point he has did hands up my shorts massaging my glutes, pulling my cheeks apart and his finger very clearly rubbed my rosebud. I was absolutely rock hard now and I could smell my own cock.

He obviously noticed and after a while he was blatantly rubbing my ring with a well oiled finger. He asked if I was ok and i said yes.

He obviously took this as a green light because. He walked around the head end of the bed and his cock was out. Hard, veiny with a purple head. He rubbed it over my face and told me to smell it. I naturally took it into my mouth and took him in my throat. Any pretence of this being a massage was gone now and he slowly fucked my throat whilst telling me what a dirty little cocksucker I was. He asked me to climb down off the massage table and get on my hands and knees. He attached a collar and lead around my throat and led me like a dog into his bedroom, his impressive cock bobbing as he walked.

He got on the bed and made me straddle him, pulling me down for a deep snog whilst he rubbed his now lubed helmet over my ring, teasing it. In between kisses telling me I was a dirty boy.

I was helpless with lust and when he forced his helmet to open up my tight rosebud I was panting for it. Over a few minutes I slowly sat all the way down on it and took some time to get used to the invasion. Once the pain had abated I began to rock on his cock like a whore. From time to time he would hold my hips still and piston in and out of me with hard, powerful thrusts, then he’d pull me down again so I could slowly rock and ride. I was making some noises now and the dirty talk increased.

Eventually he pulled me down for a kiss as he held my hips and powerfully fucked me, almost bucking me off him, until he came deep in my hole. I wanked over his chest, still impaled.

When I rolled off we both laughed and I asked him how he knew he could take advantage of me. He told me he could always tell and had fucked loads of guys this way. He said when he tentatively brushed my balls I’d opened my legs a little and when he was massaging my glutes and opening my ring he could hear me making little noises. And when he touched my hole for the first time I’d ground my dick against the massage table. He said he could always spot the sluts.

I went back to my girlfriend leaking his cum.

He still charged me the £35 for the massage though 😀