My name is Connor, I’m a professional masseur, and for the past few months I’ve been trying to document my sexy adventures. It’s considered a big no-no to engage in sexual relations with the people you massage, but I don’t really care. I’m certainly not always gonna be a masseur. I only really do it to pay for my college fees. If they strike me off, I’ll do something else instead! In all honesty, I sometimes get quite bored doing it. It’s not a whole heap of fun repeatedly dishing out pleasure to strangers if you can’t get a little pleasure in return! If they wanna let me fuck them after I’ve worked these fingers over their bodies, then who am I to complain?
A lot of my clients are seriously hot! Most of them are probably married. I guess they have really powerful, stressful jobs and come to me looking for a release valve. Fortunately, I like the older dudes. They have to be in good shape, of course, but I reckon there’s nothing sexier than a 40 year-old DILF who really knows what he wants. And fortunately, the guys that I’m into also seem to be the guys who like lanky, ginger, big-dicked twinks like me!
I’d actually seen Sean a few times at the gym. I liked him the moment I saw him. He’s built like a brick shit house with muscles on every muscle, and his entire body is covered in really sexy tattoos. He’s even got some on his face. I used to catch him staring at me and it got pretty intense. So at the end of last week, I took in a few cards for my massage services and made sure he was watching when I put them out on a table. The next day he called me up to book himself in and I couldn’t sleep for excitement!
He looked so hot when he arrived. He was in a loose-fitting T-shirt and shorts. I got real tongue-tied as I gave him the spiel about getting undressed and leaving his clothes on the chair. When I came back in, he was face down on the table, looking about as hot as any man could ever look. He’s got a V-shaped torso, enormous thighs and ass cheeks which look like they’ve been carved out of granite!
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