1. giving Carl oral


    Date: 3/11/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: cindyusa58, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    coffee, Carl started to talk. His soft-spoken voice put me at ease. Our conservation began talking about sports, movies and people in general. We sat and sipped our coffee. He did not appear in a hurry to talk about meeting for oral sex. Carl said he worked as a masseur at a local health spa. I noted that his hands were large, and he had strong forearms. He said was thirty-eight, but I was thinking, "He looks in his twenties." Carl talked about his career, telling funny stories about giving massages. Some of Carl's clients expected their manipulation to finish by Carl applying oil to their dicks, stroking them off to completion. Carl had an occupation to give hand jobs to male clients, known as a 'happy ending'. Carl told me, "With so many naked bodies all-day long, touching, jerking, and having men shooting off in my hands, I come home horny. All I want to do is relax, lie back and have someone to suck my dick." He continued, "I have a girlfriend, but we do not spend much time together. She knows that I am bi and does not care if I meet another man." I responded, "I can understand about coming home and wanting to relax. I like to relax by giving head, and you do not need to do anything in return." Carl finished his coffee and said, "My place is not too far from here, if you would like, you can follow me to my apartment." In a few minutes, we entered Carl's apartment. The living room was large with a leather five-sectional couch, potted plants by the sliding glass door ...
    leading to the porch. The sectional separated the living room from the dining room. The kitchen lay beyond a long marble counter top. For living alone, the apartment looked as if a professional decorated it. Paintings were on the walls, and the rooms appeared clean and tidy. Walking past the sectional, Carl suggested, "Roger, let's go to the bedroom." In the bedroom, I noticed a portable folding massage table, a queen-sized bed, and a chest of drawers. Carl asked, "Would you like a massage?" "Sure," I said, "I never had a massage before. I am certain you do excellent massages. You might be good I would want a massage all the time." I stripped down to my boxers and asked Carl, "Where do you want me?" Carl nodded toward the massage table saying, "On the table and remove your boxers." I felt a little nervous exposing myself first but did as directed. Carl's hands were like magic, strong and powerful, moving over my body, touching all the stress points. After fifteen minutes, I felt relaxed. I did not notice that while Carl gave me a massage, he was undressing. I opened my eyes looking straight at his dick. Carl said, "Roger, let’s go over to the bed where we can stretch out and be more comfortable." Carl was leading; I wanted to follow. We reclined on the bed, Carl lying on his back; I was on my side facing him. Carl was appealing, tall and slender, with olive skin and curly brown hair. Like many professional men, he had a strong sense of style, in his home, in his dress. Carl's brown ...
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