Although I had been engaging in the occasional M to M sex since my early forties following a marriage break up it was not until my early fifties that I had ever had a massage when a long lost friend I had not seen for many years who had taken up massage and natural therapy as a hobby offered to give me one. That massage eventuated in us both ending up naked and sucking one another off. That was ten years ago and about a year ago an advertisement in the local paper caught my eye - it was for a man to man massage at a male club I had visited a few times. Having had little sex for some time apart from a lot of wanking off I rung up and made an appointment curious as to whether sexual services would be included.
I had by now turned sixty and still working full time in manual work still have a reasonably fit body and physique for my age and I don't have the beer belly paunch like many guys my age. Arriving for my appointment I was met by the guy who was to give me my massage who introduced himself as Wayne. He looked a little younger than me and was wearing dress shorts and t-shirt and by what I could see that other than carrying a little more weight than I he seemed to have a fit body. He gave me a towel and showed me to a shower and gave me a basket to place my clothes in and told me to meet him in the next room when I had showered.
Even though my cock extends to just on 6" when fully erect I am still self conscious of its small size when it is limp so I lathered and stropped it up to a bit more size and I wrapped the towel around me and went into the next room where Wayne was now in brief loose gym shorts and a tank top and he did have a nice body - he took my towel and hung it up and told me to lie face down on the table and rest my head in the padded hole at the top where I was staring at the floor then next minute he dimmed the lights and this soothing very low music came on and then I felt his hands on my shoulders as he began a slow massage gradually working his way to just below my waist and he asked if I needed extra work in any particular area and I reached behind and put my hand on my lower back where I do hurt regularly so he began on that area applying more pressure and it felt so soothing and I told him it was so good - by now his kneading was becoming more erotic than therapeutic and I was beginning to get thick in the cock which was wedged between me and the table - his thumbs on each movement of his hands were now rubbing up and down the length of my crack and as he had now applied a little oil it was even more sensual and I was now fully boned up and had to reached under myself and shift my throbbing boner to a more comfortable position and as I did so he came around to the head of the table and stood before me and next minute his hands were on my shoulders again working my sides and then he took my left arm and stood back and stretched my arm until he had his crotch pushing into his crotch.
I had by now turned sixty and still working full time in manual work still have a reasonably fit body and physique for my age and I don't have the beer belly paunch like many guys my age. Arriving for my appointment I was met by the guy who was to give me my massage who introduced himself as Wayne. He looked a little younger than me and was wearing dress shorts and t-shirt and by what I could see that other than carrying a little more weight than I he seemed to have a fit body. He gave me a towel and showed me to a shower and gave me a basket to place my clothes in and told me to meet him in the next room when I had showered.
Even though my cock extends to just on 6" when fully erect I am still self conscious of its small size when it is limp so I lathered and stropped it up to a bit more size and I wrapped the towel around me and went into the next room where Wayne was now in brief loose gym shorts and a tank top and he did have a nice body - he took my towel and hung it up and told me to lie face down on the table and rest my head in the padded hole at the top where I was staring at the floor then next minute he dimmed the lights and this soothing very low music came on and then I felt his hands on my shoulders as he began a slow massage gradually working his way to just below my waist and he asked if I needed extra work in any particular area and I reached behind and put my hand on my lower back where I do hurt regularly so he began on that area applying more pressure and it felt so soothing and I told him it was so good - by now his kneading was becoming more erotic than therapeutic and I was beginning to get thick in the cock which was wedged between me and the table - his thumbs on each movement of his hands were now rubbing up and down the length of my crack and as he had now applied a little oil it was even more sensual and I was now fully boned up and had to reached under myself and shift my throbbing boner to a more comfortable position and as I did so he came around to the head of the table and stood before me and next minute his hands were on my shoulders again working my sides and then he took my left arm and stood back and stretched my arm until he had his crotch pushing into his crotch.