Not sure if it was my first but I found a guy in Manchester and went up to his apartment. He invited me into the warm studio where I disrobed and lay Face down on the table. His hands worked my back first and then my legs from the foot up to my glutes. When he started to slide his hands around my inner thighs I got rock hard and felt myself pushing my hips down and my arse up to meet him I think he got the message as next thing I knew I found his fingertips pressing around my puckered hole.

With a few moans of pleasure confirming I liked it his fingers slid into me, first one, and then more until I was feeling all his knuckles up against my ring!
I was then tucking my knees up to assume the face down arse up position and he climbed on the table and gave me a fucking Ill never forget!

He dismounted and cleaned up as I moaned with delight, then I felt him come around the side to my face where I was confronted by the thickest cock I have ever seen. He laugh as he forced it in my mouth and wanked as struggled to suck him off. As he blew his thick creamy load into my mouth at first vans the. Pulled out and sprayed my faces with two more jets of hot sticky jizz he giggled to himself. I felt like such a dirty sissy slut, when I got off the table my legs were like jelly as I went to wash his seed off me. I tipped him for the pleasure and have been gutted as I never saw his advert again. I would have loved another go at that. I felt violated in the best possible way. Both my holes stretched to oblivion! My arse bloody and aching for days after as a reminder of my true nature. Thank fuck there are some dirty big dicked magic handed blokes out there!

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Have had a couple of male massage therapists who enjoyed fist play. Nothing like after a great massage getting your hole worked open. Every time Ive ridden in the New Orleans naked bike ride I have the night before gotten a massage that included a fantastic FF ending. Always the next days bike ride is especially great as my ass bounces on the bike seat

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I was in my mid-thirties and had plenty of legitimate massages previously. I was in Long Island at a conference center and wanted to book a male deep tissue massage which the hotel arrange using their massage room. The therapist was contracted and had to bring his own supplies. He forgot his top sheet, so asked if I was okay being nude with nothing covering me. This was a first for me, but I was game. Of course my mind was wandering and I had to fight off the erotic thoughts. Face down was great and he really was a good deep tissue massage therapist. At the flip I still was able to be soft, but the mind went into overtime. Ha started on one leg and worked his way up my thigh. Rolling my thigh muscles made my dick flop from side to side. He had to notice what my mind and his strokes were doing to me. By the time he got up on the other thigh with the same moves, all it took was a 1, 2, 3, with my semi-erect dick flopping side to side and then I blew a huge load. It happened so fast, I think it was more a mental orgasm than a physical one. He hadnt even touched me andI came while only partially erect. It spooked me and he cleaned me up and I left way too early. Now, I crave this experience and have done many massage exchanges with Buds. So hard to find massage Buds you can trust. This big, furry, burly guy now has become somewhat of a nudist and looking for naked male friends.

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