I kept dialing his number but couldn't get the courage to press the call button.

"This is silly," I kept telling myself. What am I waiting for?" I sat with my phone in my hands wishing I wasn't such a coward. "What could go wrong if I call him? I wondered. "He is listed as available. He obviously wants a massage client. Just dial the number and press the call button and see what happens" I assured myself as I dialed it one more time. I looked at the call button but my finger simply wouldn't press it. Then fate took over and the phone slipped from my hand and I caught it mid-air.

"Hello," I heard and realized that I had accidentally pressed the call button as I grabbed my phone.

"Hello," I stammered. "This is John and I just saw your add for a massage and I was wondering if you had an opening." I breathed a sigh of relief as that finally was out and I was committed.

"How soon can you get here? I have an opening for a couple of hours before my next client if you can get here quickly" he said in a lovely deep voice which gave me a good feeling.

"I need a quick shower and I can be there in twenty-minutes," I ventured. "Is that soon enough?"

"I'll be looking for you," he said and gave me his address.

I quickly stepped in the shower, got clean and stepped out to dry off. I realized that I had a semi-erection from anticipation and I didn't even know for sure just how sexual the massage would be. I ran a comb through my hair, pulled on my shorts and t-shirt, stepped into my sandals and ran to my car I drove to the address and realized that I was actually going through with this massage. I looked at his front door and wondered just exactly what was going to happen behind that door. I felt a twitch in my briefs and admitted that I was hoping for more than just a massage. Much more.

I got out and walked up the path to his door and as I raised my hand to knock, the door opened and a handsome man in shorts and a tank-top stood smiling at me. I walked in and was surprised when he gave me a quick, masculine hug and asked if it was my first massage.

"Yes it is," I answered. "I've been wanting to get a massage for a long time and - - - -", I hesitated a moment.

"And you had to get your courage up?" he asked as he led me through his beautiful apartment to the room he had set up for the massage. It was dark and decorated with a very masculine design.

"Yes. I don't know what happens during a massage with a masseur but curiosity finally took over and I found your website and liked what I read."

"Just step over there and hang your clothes on that rack," he said and turned his back to get some things ready for the massage.

I undressed to my briefs and then couldn't decide if I should take them off or not.

He turned and saw me hesitating before he stated, "You may leave them on if you're modest, or take them off if you don't mind." Again he turned back and didn't press me.

I decided to leave them on and walked over to the massage table and stretched out, face down. I put my face in the padded ring and could see the floor and one of his bare feet. Something about seeing just that much of him bare caused me to want to see more of his bare body.

"I'm removing my shirt and shorts," he informed me. "I get pretty hot when I give a massage so I want to have on as little as possible."

I wondered just how little that was and wanted to peek to see how much he had stripped down to, but I didn't have the nerve to look.

It was a shock when I felt his hand lightly flow over my back, shoulders and neck. It almost tickled but was too sensuous and just simply felt great.

"John, you need to take in a deep breath and then as you let it out, try to relax. The massage won't be as helpful if you continue to be tense. It was with that statement that I realized that my whole body was tense. I took a very deep breath and let it out slowly, trying to relax.

"That's better. Now take a few more deep breaths and keep relaxing while I add some warm oil to my hands. I'm going to be working on your shoulders and it will best if you are relaxed enough to be enjoying the process."

As he worked, I felt the warm oil and his hands slipping over my naked skin and loved the feeling. I realized that I was actually beginning to relax and enjoy the massage.

After completely working my entire back and shoulders, he put his thumbs under the waistband of my briefs and pushed them down a bit.

"I'm going to be working on your glutes and need them exposed to my hands," he explained.

"You can just take them off if it would be better," I heard myself offer. I couldn't believe that I had just said that. Where did that come from?"

I felt the briefs sliding down my body and lifted my hips to let the fabric pass under me. The waistband slid over my semi-erection and I gasp from the sensation.

His warm oily hands returned to my hips and the kneading and manipulation felt strange but surprisingly good. I could feel my cock gradually responding but there was nothing I could do so I tried to ignore it. Soon I had a full-blown hard-on and could feel it pulsing against my belly.

"I'm going to use my body now for the next part of the massage," he announced as I felt him bend over me and his muscled chest press against my back and slide from neck to lower back and over my hips. I loved the sensation as his oily body slid over my naked back.

Then I felt him climbing on the table with me and straddling my legs. As he lowered his body onto mine, I could feel that his skin was touching my skin and nothing was between us. He had his knees on either side of me and his hips were sliding back and forth over my hips. The sensation was so wonderful that I let out a sigh.

"So you like this?" he asked, noticing my sigh.

"Yes, it's very nice," I managed.

After a few passes with his butt over mine, he stretched out over me and I could feel his warm, firm body on mine from top to bottom. He lay like that for a few moments and then began to slowly slide up and down my body. I was aware of his cock sliding between my cheeks and loved the thought that he was naked on top of me. As he slid back and forth, I could tell his cock was enjoying it as much as mine because it was getting firmer and firmer.

"How are you doing?" he whispered into my ear, letting his warm lips slightly touch me.

"This is wonderful," I admitted. "I never dreamed something this great could be happening."

After sliding over me a few more times, he slowly let his legs slide off and touch the carpet and he lifted his sexy body from me and told me to turn over on my back.

I opened my eyes and as I turned over, I glanced his way and saw his handsome muscled body and his beautiful erection. That made me feel comfortable to have my erection exposed although I wasn't nearly as large as he was.

He got close and began oiling my chest and lower belly he stood very close to the table and I could almost touch his manhood. My hand wanted to move so badly but I hesitated.

I shouldn't have worried because he moved slightly and his handsome dick was placed in my hand. What a beautiful feeling I had as I slowly moved the skin back and forth, feeling him getting harder as I enjoyed holding him.

It was then that I realized that he had my dick in his oily hand and was massaging it with one hand as he lightly pinched my nipples one by one.

"This is wonderful!" I moaned and felt a shiver all over my body. "I never dreamed that anything could be so wonderful."

"I'm glad you like it. I do too," he admitted and moved his oily hand a little faster.

It had been a long time since I had been able to have a quick orgasm. Usually it took me much longer that I wished and I had to change hands several times and really work at it before I could finally reach that wonderful moment that I wanted. But as that thought raced through my mind, I realized that I was quickly reaching the point of no return and my whole body was on fire with anticipation of the big moment.

He was slowly pushing his cock in and out of my hand as he was pumping me faster and faster. I was breathing so hard that I wondered if everyone everywhere could hear me as I was lost to the impending explosion. I began to lift my hips to meet his hands as he worked me faster and faster and I lost touch with reality. The sudden rush of pleasure swept over me and I let out a gasp as I felt the orgasm hit and explode. The ecstasy overwhelmed my senses and I was lost in the world of orgasm and extreme pleasure. He kept pumping as I slowly came back down to earth from the imaginary world where he had sent me. His hand was sliding over the sensitive head and I thought I couldn't stand it any longer but I couldn't stop him. A sudden expulsion of air and I felt my body go limp. He slowed down his pumping hand and it finally came to a stop. He kept his grasp on it until it went limp and slipped out of his hand.

"Just lie there and don't move for a bit," he whispered. "Let your body get back to normal before you try to sit up. Otherwise, you might pass out."

I couldn't have moved anyway but I was glad that he understood and let me recover.

After a long silence with only the beating of my heart being audible, he said in a normal voice, "Here's a bottle of water. Sit up now and put your legs over the edge but don't get up. Drink this and then see if you are able to stand. I did as I was told and realized that he was still nude, standing there before me while I drank deeply from the bottle of cool water.

"You feel better now?" he asked with a knowing smile.

"No, I wish it was still happening," I admitted. "I'm not ready for it to be over."

He smiled and handed me my briefs. I slipped them over my feet and legs and then stood up to pull them the rest of the way up. I got dressed, finished the bottle of water, and handed him his fee. Then I reached in my pocket and pulled out a couple of twenties and handed them to him.

"You're worth every penny and more."

"Thanks - I hope I see you again soon," he said as he led the way to the door. As I passed him, he took me into another hug that lasted much longer than the first one. Hugging a muscular, handsome, naked male was a first for me but I knew that it would definitely not be the last.