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This encounter occurred some years prior to my discovering the joys of male sex. I like to kayak and hike, and was on a trip to central Colorado to do just that. I spent a couple of days kayaking on the Arkansas River with a friend I had known since college, and then climbed one of the 14,000 plus foot peaks in the area. It was an arduous climb, even though I was in good shape. I had begun the climb in the dark of early morning, to make and clear the peak before the usual afternoon thunderstorms, and had returned in late afternoon. I decided to stay the night at a nearby rustic lodge that featured hot springs. As I checked in, the middle-aged guy at the desk mentioned isvecbahis that they gave massages, as well. I didn’t think too much about it, and settled in and then went to one of the private screened hot tubs fed by spring water to soak. I stripped naked and enjoyed the warm (actually, hot) water. It had been several days since any sexual activity, so I enjoyed stroking myself to a full erection as I enjoyed the water and the private setting. I didn’t realize how sore I was until I got out of the tub. The idea of a massage was becoming more appealing. I quickly dressed (the evaporation on wet skin in cool air at very low humidity is quite chilling), went to the office, isveçbahis giriş and made an appointment for early evening. It had been a long time since I had a massage, so I was a little apprehensive about what to expect. At the appointed time I went back to the office to meet the masseuse. As it turns out, it was the same guy that checked me in. I paid, and followed him around to a separate room. I was noticing his tan and slender, athletic build. He showed me to the table and told me to get comfortable. He said that most of his clients wore nothing, but that I could do whatever was comfortable. He said he would return in a few moments. I thought what the isveçbahis yeni giriş heck, took everything off, got on the table, and lay face down with a large towel across my midsection. He returned, asked about what kind of oil, and then got started. His hands were strong and experienced. He worked over my back, neck, legs, and yes my ass. His fingers occasionally slipped into my ass crack in a teasing kind of move. I am anal erotic, and so I found myself becoming aroused. Without really thinking about it, I opened my legs just a bit, which only brought more of the teasing. I started to wonder what was really going on here. My imagination was interrupted when he told me to turn over. I wasn’t quite sure what to do, because by now I was fully aroused. I slowly turned over, making sure that the towel covered me. But, there was no way that I could hide the prominent outline of my hard cock.
Ben Esra telefonda seni bosaltmami ister misin?
Telefon Numaram: 00237 8000 92 32