Massage
This continues from Window https://6sg.tumblr.com/post/176951027856/window but you don’t have to have read it first to enjoy this.
When we got to the pool, the sun was already pretty high in the sky. We splashed around a bit, taking the opportunity to touch and grope and horse around a bit, and soon Sam and I were both pretty hard. We took a break, lying side by side on a couple of wooden recliners, working on our tan, and letting our boners subside. That’s when Sam suggested going for a couple’s massage. His idea was that we would go for lunch, to build up the anticipation, and then go have a little fun. No argument here, so after we lay in the sun for a while, we went back to our hotel room, got changed, and headed out to eat.
A quick but late lunch later (no, we didn’t talk about sex the whole time) we made our way to a neighbouring district to find the massage parlour that he wanted to go to. We could’ve gone to the place that was walking distance from our hotel, but a friend had told him about this place where the happy endings were extra happy or something, so Sam had to find it. Navigation was a bit of a challenge after we got off the train, but we found the place down a back street easily enough.
It was definitely different: newer and cleaner than the other massage places I had been to. Perhaps it was a higher-class place. A handsome Thai guy played host, and we sat down to some snacks and really overpriced alcohol while we perused the masseurs, who were in a separate space (although we could see them through a conveniently placed window) standing around, or working out on the gym equipment.
I let Sam take the lead, and he negotiated a three hour massage session, and explained the extras that we wanted. When he mentioned that he wanted a big cocked top masseur, the host walked to the area where the masseurs were, and a few of them stood up and walked over to the glass. Sam picked one, a twinky guy, about his height, and I looked around and picked a really cute young Thai guy with a build like something you would see in a magazine: muscular and broad-shouldered.
The guys came out and introduced themselves. I can’t remember now what they were called, but they both had short, one-syllable names. Let’s call Sam’s masseur Tee, and mine Moo. Moo spoke English and Tee didn’t really, so as we walked to the room we’d been assigned, Sam explained to Moo what we wanted, and negotiated the fee. Because Sam is the methodical type (finance, remember) he tipped the boys before we even started, much to their embarrassment (apparently they usually only get paid after) giving them even more than the amount they’d asked for. Sam’s way of ensuring that we got good treatment.
We got to the room, and it was very nice. Wonderfully clean, hardwood floors and wood panelling all around, a couple of massage beds placed head to head, with mirrors on all the walls, and an attached bathroom. There was a sweetly pleasant scent of incense in the air, and some 80s eurodisco was playing over the sound system. The room was cool, air conditioned but not cold. Moo and Tee helped us both undress, folded our clothes and put them on trays on a low table in the corner, and then asked if we wanted them to help us shower. We both said yes, so they stripped too.
It was like something out of a porno, and Sam and I both got hard as we let our masseurs shower us - the bathroom had a big shower, and two shower heads on flexible hoses. Tee and Moo used them to wet us (and themselves) and then they soaped us both up, and then soaped themselves up (while Sam and I played a bit with the soap foam) and then they rinsed us all off.
Tee was cute, twinky, with a small boyish face and an impish smile, one of those small-sized guys with a big cock. Moo could have been a swimwear model: smooth, broad shoulders and chest, big round dark nipples, small waist and a round butt. You could tell from his broad thighs that he worked out, and didn’t skip leg day. By the time the shower was over, all four of us were hard: Tee was definitely the bigger of the two, longer and thicker than me by quite a bit. Moo was more average sized, so I was bigger than him, although of course Sam was still bigger than me.
For more about Sam, you can read Window https://6sg.tumblr.com/post/176951027856/window or Shenton Way https://6sg.tumblr.com/post/176806783064/shenton-way
Sam and I got on the massage beds, face down, our chins cupped by the foam headrests, and of course, we lifted our heads to watch each other getting oiled up and massaged by our masseurs, who were both nude. They stayed impressively hard while they worked, and even though I’m no expert, Moo did a good job. He started with my feet, massaging my feet with his thumbs, and then slowly going up my legs, working out the knots in my calves and thighs before using his fists to press out the knots in my glutes. The two guys worked together, going at about the same pace, so Sam and I both gasped almost in unison when they both kneaded our cheeks and fingered our assholes, reaching under to align our hard cocks down against the massage beds, our balls trapped between our slightly spread legs. Moo worked his way up my body, working out the knots in my back and shoulders and neck, and then he massaged my arms, first one and then the other, while Tee did the same thing, mirroring Moo.
Sam and I turned over, and lay on our backs. I assumed that Sam was getting the same treatment that I was, as Moo started at my neck and shoulders and worked his way down. Sam and I both made some interesting noises as our guys massaged our chests: Moo asked Sam if he wanted it harder, and Sam said no, but I did, and so I got my tits tortured - I assume Tee was giving Sam a gentler but no less erotic treatment. Moo moved down my body and frustratingly ignored my dick, even though I was very hard and I think a little wet with precum, and he was concentrating on the front of my thighs again before moving down to thoroughly massage my calves and then my feet.
At this point, judging from what I could see in the mirrors, Moo and Tee were both back to massaging Sam’s and my feet. I was almost completely relaxed, except for one part of my body that was still rock hard. I couldn’t see Sam, but I could see Tee, his big thick cock swinging as he moved from one of Sam’s feet to the other.
“Worth it, right?” Sam said, in his low voice, and I could hear the horniness in it because it was lower than usual.
I agreed, readily, and then found that Moo had climbed on the bed. He was straddling me, smiling down, his balls up against mine. He posed, double biceps, showing off, before bending over to press his firm body against mine, trapping our cocks together. When he started slipping up and down, grinding against me, I let out a gasp.
“I think the massage part is over,” Sam said, although Moo was doing a good job of massaging my torso with his. Moo sat up again, thumbing my nipple with his left hand while he wrapped his right hand around our two cocks and jerked them together, my dick slippery with the massage oil. It felt good.
“I fuck you? Or you fuck me?” Moo said. I nearly couldn’t answer, because the sensations were kinda overwhelming. I managed to control myself, and answered: “I fuck you”.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
Ooh. Can’t wait for the next part.
