Gaymasseur


Gaymasseur – The Naughty Encounter

It was the perfect evening for a naughty encounter – the heat of the day had given way to a balmy night air and there was a full moon in the sky, casting an almost magical spell over the city. I had been waiting for a moment like this for weeks, and I was determined to make the most of it.

I had been searching for someone to help me fulfill my desires for as long as I could remember, and I had finally found what I was looking for – a gay masseur. You know the type – good looking, tanned, with a body to die for, they promise a night of pleasure and excitement unlike anything you have experienced before.

So, I made my way to the address that I had been given, my heart pounding with anticipation. I was about to experience something I had only dreamed about up until now.

When I arrived at the address, I was met by the most handsome man I had ever seen. He had an alluring way about him, and I could tell immediately that I was in for an exciting night. We didn’t waste any time – he immediately took me by the hand and led me up the stairs to his apartment.

Once we were inside, he began to undress me, revealing my body inch by inch. I could feel the heat of his gaze on me as he took in every part of me, and I reveled in the sensations it sent through my body.

He then softly caressed my skin as he kissed his way down my body, his lips gradually working their way lower and lower. By the time he reached my most sensitive area, I was already overcome with pleasure, and I could hardly contain my moans of delight.

He massaged me in all the right places, finding all the knots of tension and working them out with his expert touch. I felt more relaxed than I had ever felt before, and I soon found myself wanting more.

He then moved his mouth further and further south, kissing and licking my inner thighs as he moved closer and closer to my core. I could feel my excitement rising with each kiss, and I could hardly believe what was happening.

He then explored my most intimate areas with his tongue, finding all the pleasure spots and focusing his attention on them. I had never felt such pleasure before, and I simply couldn’t get enough.

He then began to move further and further inside me, and soon every inch of me was filled with joy. His thrusts became faster and harder, and I found myself moaning louder and louder with each movement. I was in pure ecstasy, and nothing could have compared to the sensations I was feeling.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he brought me to an explosive climax, and I felt my whole body shaking with pleasure. I then lay in his arms afterward, feeling completely sated and blissfully happy.

I had experienced something truly special that night, and I knew that I would never forget it. I had finally found a gay masseur who could fulfill all my desires, and I could not wait for our next encounter.