I had planned on taking a drive along the West Coast all the way to San Diego where I had met a handsome massage client the year before. Some of the coastal driving I had done on previous trips, but never had I been along the shores of Washington and Oregon. I didn’t have any images in my head of what to expect so I didn’t get any surprises. In both of those states the temperature dropped significantly when I was within ten miles of the ocean and the wind from the West increased its speed with cloud layers overtaking sunny skies.
I began at the Washington state city of Bellingham which hugged the shoreline of a large bay that connected to the Pacific. Here the water was calm and blue with no sense that an ocean lay a short distance to the West. The sizeable Vancouver Island just a short distance away prevented that.
I chose to relax in Bellingham at a small waterside park that overlooked the bay. There I was able to watch a BNSF train snake slowly along the coastline and travel directly in front of me on its way to Canada which was only 20 miles to the North. All of the cars on that train were full to the brim with dark, black coal. I wondered if it were going to be used to power an electrical plant. I had hoped that I could follow that train into Canada but both countries still had the border closed to non-essential travel due to Covid-19.
The Oregon and Washington coasts were flat but significant dunes dotted various parts of the shoreline. The mountains and steep coastal drop-offs that I knew were in California were nowhere to be found. On one day, I hiked the sandy dunes where narrow trails ran between the stands of five foot tall grasses which were so thick I couldn’t have walked through them without the existing trail. Gentle waves cascaded along the shoreline and surprisingly here the sun was plentiful. In other parts of the dunes where it was completely sand, people on motorbikes and ATVs were traversing up and down the steep hills. I was happy to be away from their noise, preferring the sounds of nature.
Many times, I had taken the narrow winding route 1 from Monterey to San Luis Obispo. On countless occasions I came around a narrow bend to be confronted with an astonishing scenic view. Often areas were foggy, but just as often the sun broke through and created postcard views to send to those not fortunate enough to be there in person. It was a long but beautiful drive to get to Los Angeles where the remarkable views were exchanged for volumes of cars weaving in and out at high speed on the ten lanes of freeway. The tension of the narrow roads gave way to the stresses of city traffic. It wasn’t a good exchange.
I had chosen to stay on the outskirts of LA, since I had no interest in exploring the sights of a city I had been in many times before. I didn’t have much of a plan other than being at a hotel which had an operating outdoor pool. Some hotels still had their pools closed due to Covid-19 concerns or restrictions. I was fortunate that this one was available and a good size. The hotel was even serving a hot breakfast which most had ceased to do long ago. The breakfast room was run by a masked staff member who provided a paper plate with scrambled eggs, sausage and a warm biscuit. Los Angeles had recently mandated the wearing of masks indoors and I was happy to see all staff and most guests in compliance.
I hadn’t planned on being in an Asian area, but that turned out to be a good happenstance. The facial masks which had been proudly avoided in many of the states I traveled, were now ever present. Some people walking on sidewalks were still wearing masks. I was cheered to be back in an Asian atmosphere where duty to community took precedence over individual desire.
The request that I received for a massage came from out of the blue. My online profiles indicated that I was a mostly retired massage therapist with Reiki skills. On one of those sites a gay man in his early 50s expressed an interest in getting a massage while I was in town. We moved the conversation to email where it was easier for me to provide him with the usual information that I wanted prospective clients to have. He was encouraged by what I had sent and wanted to get his massage that evening after work.
He lived on the other side of LA but in the evening, traffic wouldn’t be so bad, so he set an approximate time. His work must have had some unpredictable timing elements since he wasn’t able to declare any precise time. I later learned that he worked in a creative field. I was happy to give him the flexibility he needed as long as it didn’t become too late and my energy wouldn’t be sufficient. We kept in touch throughout the day and at last, he was done working and due to arrive at 8:15 PM.
I set up the room with dim lighting and my Asian music. I also placed a hotel towel on the end of the king size bed where I would provide Tony with his massage. He had declared on the website that he was a bear but the bare-chested photo that he sent didn’t display a lot of hair and his stats were more consistent with an average build. There wasn’t much information about his sexual interest other than listing himself as a top. For a massage, it didn’t really matter much to me and I always enjoyed learning a new body and the person that went with it.
There was a single gentle bare knuckle knock on my room door at the time that Tony indicated he would arrive. I opened the door and welcomed a smiling bald man into my room. The absence of hair on his head was more than made up for by the manly facial hair surrounding his lips and covering his chin. He was a handsome and friendly man with upbeat energy. I knew immediately that we would have a good evening together.
Tony asked about using the bathroom which made sense since he’d been driving. I removed my clothes except for my tight black underwear. Tony wasn’t long in the bathroom and disrobed efficiently. I asked him to remove any jewelry and watch, but I only noted a watch. I asked him if he had had any Reiki experience before and he responded that he hadn’t. In fact, it was one of the things that interested him the most about coming to me. I had to remind him to remove his briefs and I wondered if he were shy about his equipment. He kept his hand there as he lay himself face down on the bed where I had indicated. He asked about turning off the air conditioning which was coming from a wall unit near the bed. I didn’t mind and agreed since it would also remove any noise from that unit so that the music would control the sound in the room.
I reminded him that Reiki was a healing energy that made my hands warm. I also explained that it was usually done keeping the hands in place for a long time, but I announced that I wasn’t much for typical. I felt my hands warm up quickly as I connected with Tony’s chi at the small of his back. He had smooth skin and a pretty hairless body which made me wonder if he had it done just like his head. I also noted that there weren’t any tan lines so perhaps he frequented nudist locations.
He had the tight shoulders and neck that came with being a middle aged Caucasian male. His fingers seemed shorter than his body type and I wondered if his equipment was also of a shorter nature. Overall, he was in good physical condition and I only encountered unusual tightness in the calf muscles of both his legs. I wondered if it were from a type of exercise or related to his work.
When I asked him to turn over, he made another trip to the bathroom first. Was he nervous and wanted to stimulate himself into a larger display? Or maybe he just needed to pee again. In either case, when he lay prone on the bed his equipment was consistent with his average sized body. This side didn’t have any hair either beyond the thick, salt and pepper facial hair.
I decided to do the cranial work first to get him fully relaxed before any of the sensual massage was likely to get him aroused. Tony’s mind relaxed but I sensed his body preparing for the sexual activity that he was hoping would be included in the massage. With a new therapist one never knew what might or might not take place during the touching of naked flesh.
The instant that my hands connected with the abdominal area, his arousal was in the open and could not be constrained. Small humming sounds emanated from his lips when my arms graced the stiffening appendage while massaging the thigh muscles. It wasn’t long before his tool was pointing directly to the ceiling with an impressive firmness. I continued delaying the sexual elements by massaging the legs and feet until I knew that Tony really wanted my attention elsewhere.
I added some oil to my hands and reconnected with the abdominal area. As soon as my right hand touched the eagerly awaiting shaft, Tony’s right hand reached out to rub my equipment through the black underwear I had kept in place. At this point I accepted where we were headed and I wasn’t unhappy about going there. I removed my pants but the massage had used up much of my energy and I only partially responded to the groping manual manipulations. When Tony’s hands didn’t make me hard, he moved to my rear and massaged my smooth buns, providing a sensual slap a couple of times.
Tony’s testosterone level must have been very high because his cock remained as rigid as possible and more than once, he had to motion me to back off to prevent his orgasm from exploding. When I leaned over and kissed the head of his shaft, he moaned but when I took him all the way to the back of my throat, he said, “Oh, yes!” I enjoyed the firmness of his dick as I pumped my head up and down on the rigid shaft. He had an average thickness, but his hard cock indicated a very strong male energy. Even with a totally smooth body, he was a fully masculine man which increased his attractiveness.
I returned to the end of the massage table and leaned forward so that I could massage the testicles while I sucked on the hard rod. More expressions of approval came from the sexy man who was naked on my hotel bed. It was a pleasure to stimulate him and increase his arousal level. I sensed that we were going to remain at the oral level, but I needed to test something first.
I moved back to massaging Tony’s torso where his hand could play with my ass. Sweat had been trickling down my back and the moisture was finding its way to my crack. I bent over and took Tony’s hard cock back into my warm mouth while his middle finger used my sweat to massage my opening. He pressed hard against that special place, but didn’t attempt to push inside, confirming my sense that we wouldn’t have any penetration.
I had observed Tony toying with one of his nipples earlier and I decided to see how sensitive they were. I used two fingers to gently squeeze the right nipple and got a good response. I chose to exchange fingers for lips and bent my head to his chest to take that sensitive nub into my warm mouth. He held my head firmly in place while I nibbled gently, but I guessed correctly that he liked a little bit of nipple pain. I gave that nipple a couple of good bites before I leaned across his body for my lips to reach the left nipple providing the same sensual to slightly rough treatment.
I returned to sucking on that still rigid staff but included manual stimulation of the right nipple at the same time. At this point, my client accepted his inability to restrain orgasm. Warm fluids erupted into my waiting mouth while one strong hand clutched my ass. All breathing in the room came to a standstill as the moment of release arrived.
I swallowed and then exhaled onto the still erupting shaft. So much cum came joyously forth that I couldn’t contain it all. I had to use a small towel to clean his well stimulated area before I wiped my face. Tony exhaled and sank into the bedding, creating a deep impression there. He smiled as he said, “That was great!”
I wiped my hands before doing the final massage blessings and healings. I told him to just relax, but his energy was still very high and he chose to sit up instead. “You must have a very high testosterone level,” I complimented honestly. “Are you Italian?” He smiled wryly at my nationality guess, but declared that he was Russian. That made sense to me and I responded, “Well you’ll have to work a long time, since you probably have good longevity in your family.” He was happy to hear that the Reiki energy would provide him with a deep sleep state and good dreams.
“You’re aging pretty well and don’t have any significant issues, but I found that your calf muscles on both legs were very tight.” He explained that he had been doing a lot of hiking the day before which may have been the contributing factor. I asked what he did for exercise and Tony commented about doing weight training. I explained to him that the weights were shortening his neck muscles. I had him think about how he tensed that area involuntarily when doing weight lifting. He accepted my recommendation for doing neck rotations in between sets. I knew that that would speak to his need for being efficient and productive.
“I really feel relaxed. I was going to get a massage today anyway, so this was just perfect.” Tony returned to his clothed state and used the bathroom one more time before he was ready to depart. While he was there, I returned to my clothed state as well. I chose to demonstrate the gi gong arm swinging that would help him ease the tensions in his shoulders. He was very accepting of the idea and tried it out while he was still in my room. His smile broadened as he felt the impact of the exercise and he thanked me again. As he exited, I realized that he had arrived with a big smile and departed with the same look on his face. I hadn’t changed that for him, but I did get him to be more aware of his body and how he could stay in better health. I was happy to have met this man of serious testosterone.