It was only about ten days after our first experience that John expressed an interest in getting together again. I offered to do a massage trade and he was happy to accept that concept. Since both of us had an abundance of free time, it was easy to find a mutually agreeable time.
I arrived at John’s condominium with the open door and only likely knocked as I announced my arrival. The booming, “Come in. Come in.” must have been his regular bark for guests. We didn’t bother much with conversation this time, since John directed me right away to the bedroom. That was fine with me. I was ready in mind and body to provide him with a massage.
John removed the bathroom that he had been wearing and climbed jauntily onto the massage table, taking a face down position. All that happened even before I had removed all of my clothes. I had brought some massage oil from Thailand and offered to use that on him and he declared that he was open to whatever I wanted to do.
I was certain that John had sex on mind more than massage, but I also suspected that he would behave himself for all of the prone position massage. He didn’t start out in a rested state, but soon after I connected with his chi and lowered his brain wave pattern, he settled into being receptive to my hands and energy. While I didn’t envision myself as a controlling person, I did see my massage as a benign manipulation of another.
When it came time for John to become face up, I knew that he would be eager to get his sexual energy engaged right away. It seemed to me that his mind was more ready than his body, since his equipment was still very much in a flaccid state. I chose to apply some oil directly to his shaft by dripping it from the small plastic bottle. “Oh, that’s nice,” came the response from the recipient.
My hands were already warm with Reiki energy and I placed the left one on John’s heart while the right moved to his root chakra. These movements encouraged the flow of fluids and energy between these two locations. It wasn’t long before John’s dick responded into a much firmer state. His average length cock, hadn’t facilitated much oral activity during our first session and I chose to provide him with an activity that I suspected he didn’t get very often.
My tongue licked the tip of his cock to alert him to what was coming. John’s hands reached out to hold my torso in anticipation of extreme stimulation. I didn’t disappoint him, but lowered my lips all the way to the base in one slow but steady movement. I was not surprised that he didn’t reach into my throat but I would give him pleasure and then he would return the favor.
Given his age, I figured that John wouldn’t orgasm quickly and so I set my sucking pace accordingly. I didn’t need to worry about premature ejaculation but could just let myself go enjoying the sucking process. John’s shaft hardened appropriately as my mouth went about its task. It was a surprise to me when all of a sudden there was a spurt of semen that leapt into my mouth while John held my head in place. Perhaps he hadn’t orgasmed in a while, or perhaps he was more virile than I thought he would be.
I did worry for half a minute when John’s breathing stopped altogether as he tightened his entire body for a releasing orgasm. But the relief came for both of us as he exhaled fully and I almost felt his breath reach the back of my head. Perhaps it had been some time since his last release and he was truly ready for this one. I didn’t associate his speed with my skills.
I wiped my mouth with a nearby washcloth and tidied John who didn’t really need any cleaning. I returned to the ending parts of my massage which included deep Reiki and some cranial removal of old stuff that was ready to be trashed. John smiled in a fully relaxed state as I completed what I had set out to do. I exhaled and encouraged him to enjoy his comfortable state on the table while I took a seat on the nearby bed to relax before my massage would begin.
The room had a good energy and I was looking forward to John’s hands on my naked flesh. He also gave a decent blow job so that would be a bonus. After some time, John arose slowly and departed for the bathroom. I didn’t take my place on the massage table but waited for John to invite me to do so. Perhaps that was my shortcoming.
When John returned, he had put on pants and a shirt. “I’m sorry, but I don’t have the energy for doing a massage. You know, how it is, after you cum.” I was disappointed but I wasn’t about to complain since our first session had been a one way massage. I also figured that if I tried to get a blow job out of the deal, he would be lackluster at best in his current state. I’d rather take care of myself back at the hotel.
I returned to my clothed state and prepared to leave. John and I talked briefly about another session, but neither of us was much inspired. It seemed that neither of us was excited about the prospect and so I never reconnected with John and didn’t return to his massage table. I wasn’t sorry that I had adjusted my normal parameters for meeting, but I also understood when a situation was a lost cause. Time to look elsewhere.