naked massage

lingam massage matureI went to Indonesia a few years ago and was staying with friends on Bali. It is a mixture of Hindu and Buddist which is a very uninhibited culture. I needed a haircut and found a hairdresser on the edge of the tourist area of town. I said I wanted a haircut and the very good looking handsome hairdresser suggested a massage which is common there. I could see as soon as I walked in he had eyed me up thoroughly. I was resistant at first as I had things to do later but mostly because I suspected he might be hoping for a bit more than a massage and I knew with the slightest provocation I would get aroused. I had had massages before on Bali by girls on the beach however and they were very pleasant and relaxing. In that culture there is a sort of obligation on Western tourist to buy services because they wont take direct charity and are quite proud and honest as part of their faith. I was in a dillema also because there had been a bomb recently that had virtually stopped the Australian tourist trade that they largely depend on.

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Against my better judgement, mainly because I had a boyfriend at home, I decided to risk it. I was led through to a small room with a proper massage table made ready with towels. I was left alone while he went to get some oil and more towels. I undressed to my rather bright stylish boxer shorts and got on the table face down trying to control myself and thinking once he just settles into the massage I should be ok even though I was randy as hell and fancied him rotten. He came back in and announced forcefully “less underwear”. I felt I had to oblige as I could not really get up and get dressed again. I slid off my boxers and half turned away from him to put them down with my clothes, but he came to that side ant took them from me. He hung them up by the waistband on a fairly high wall hook that assumed an almost ominous symbolic presence like a pendant or trophy above us. He started off working on my back and arms then predictably down my spine over my buttocks and pushed between my legs almost making me easy myself up from the table. I started to get hard as he firmly slid one hand then the other quite unnecessarily over by testicles and touched my penis. I was getting hard but was determined to defy him and keep control. I was quite relieved when he then started on my legs and tried to persuade myself he knew I was getting aroused so was leaving me alone to recover as it were. All too soon his strong hands worked up the inside of my thigh and mercilessly pushed against my genitals. I tried not to enjoy it or squirm but it was very hard to think of anything else. I wished he would stop but also hoped he would not. After some more normal massaging again he curtly announced I was to turn over and left me as he went to the far end of the room into a separate sink area. I niavely tried to persuade myself he was giving me a chance to compose myself again before the next onslaught and sort of pretending it was a necessary part of the process for him to touch me and he was resigned to the fact it sometimes resulted in arousal.

testicles-cock-massageI had just turned around and wiped away a bed of clear precum. I was hoping a few minutes without my penis pressing on the towel might just be enough to get it limp again. He came straight back and resumed sliding hands everywhere again but now I was fully erect and had totally given up saving my dignity. He shamelessly deliberately brushed against it as he reached over me and gently bumped it with his arms. It was so unreal lying in that little room with my penis bobbing up and down in excitement while he pretended all was normal. I said “I am sorry it has a mind of its own”. He said “you are a strong man it is normal”. I thought well only normal if a gorgeous bronze black haired guy with beautiful eyes and a lovely smile squeezes and strokes my penis and testicles! He asked when I last had sex and I said well actually had an encounter of sorts last week. He said sex on Bali is just like food. he came up to me and started to stroke and fondle my cock stroking the head through my foreskin. He said do you want me to help you. I could hardly say no and though a wank was safe enough. After a while I wanted to touch his and felt his white trousers where I could feel him aroused inside his pants. He helped me get it out. we had the most delicious mutal wank and came together. He went to get wet clothes to clean us up. I immediately got another erection. He said 2you are a strong man” again. I liked that because I am not well built so he meant it in a sort of psychological sexual way. He wanked me again and I came again. It is the only time in my life I recall getting stiff again immediately and cuming twice. He told me afterwards he did not do it often but found me very attractive. he said some old guys get stiff with him hoping he will but he just ignores them but can see it in their pants. I though to myself “Oh so they get to keep their pants on do they!”. he was obviously on a mission since I went through his door. After I had just paid the standard charge a tropical storm rained outside and he bid me wait until it passed. He was sitting and i was standing when he put his hand up the leg of my shorts, inside my boxers and started to feel me again. Luckily the rain stopped soon and I made my exscape feeling the thrill of it afterwards. I went back once after and it all happened again but was slightly less thrilling as I was not in denial that anything would happen but on the other hand the thrill of anticipation was also fantastic. I can tell you about another Bali experience another time.
Tony

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