I got fucked by my hung 19yo masseur (part 2 and 3)

This is part 2 and 3 of my wild encounters with K, an erotic masseur. Part 1 is here:

https://www.reddit.com/r/gaystoriesgonewild/s/IPdiRoGItO

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The session with K was so unforgettable, I was there again 5 days later. When I arrived that day, it was a different guy at reception. He was for sure a good looking guy as well, but you could definitely feel he was more of a hustler and the interaction with him felt way less genuine than with K. Since it was valentines day, he kept pushing me to do a deluxe course, which included an erotic shower and a lot of other supposedly different tantric techniques that the regular body-to-body didn’t offer. I was reluctant but on his insistence I relented.

When K entered the room and saw it was me, his face lit up with a cheeky grin. “Back so soon?” he asks. He pulls me in for an embrace, gets super close to my lips again, but then kisses my nose and starts taking my clothes off. He pulls me into the shower, and starts kissing my neck, while the water splashes upon us. He then lathers up our bodies, and embraces me from behind, washing my back with his chest, and my ass crack with his already rock hard cock. As I enjoy his body, I begin wondering if he takes viagra before taking clients. Surely he couldn’t be hard for all his clients could he? *“Stop it, Jay. You’re just trying to plant a seed in that slutty head of yours that he might also have the hots for you. That never ends well. Danger, Will Robinson!”*

As I’m thinking about all this, K turns me around, teases me with a kiss again, then turns his back to me, positioning his ass against my crotch. Ugghhh, I really want to kiss those lips. He slides my dick down his ass crack and as I embrace him, he starts grinding backwards against me. Fuck. I’m usually a huge bottom, but damn, I really wanted to slide that in. K was working me real good.

K wraps his arms backwards and spreads my ass cheeks, fingers searching for my hole, all the while still grinding his ass into me. In an instant I become a sub again, turning around to give him full access to my hole. He starts fingering me while eating my ears out. I’m full on shaking with pleasure. He rinses me down, and pushes me out onto the bed, then immediately starts eating my ass. I let out a loud whimpering moan, and he stops, points at the door, and signals to me a finger on the lips. I take the pillow and muffle myself, and K goes back to eating me out. With his soft tongue flitting around my asshole, I am in heaven, shaking uncontrollably like I’m having a seizure.

K licks his way up my balls, and takes my dick into his mouth. I whimper in surprise. I… I guess blowjobs aren’t considered a sex service? He then quickly slides his finger into me, and starts massaging my prostate as he sucks me off. He slides in two fingers, then three, and I know I can’t hold on for much longer like this, so I make him stop. K looks at me inquisitively, and flips me onto my back. He then proceeds to oil my back and my butt cheeks, and starts gliding up and down my back again. His dick rubs back and forth against my hole again, and because he had loosened me up earlier, my sphincter was much less resistant than last time. Every stroke he made, I could feel his tip just barely breaching my hole, but not going in. I writhed in agony, waiting in anticipation for that one time it would maybe just slip in, which K kept denying me. K reached under my chest with both hands, playing with my nipples from behind, while just barely fucking me. I get primal, and push back into K, and then suddenly, the entire thing slips in for a single long stroke. This is the first time I’ve had K’s thick long member fully inside me, and he literally fucks a rope a cum out of me as a loud squealing moan escapes me. K gasps,and immediately starts to apologise, tenderly massaging my hole with his finger, and saying he didn’t mean to do that. I’m just trembling there under him, barely able to form sentences, and I assure him that I liked it. He raises his eyebrows, smiles and says nothing, but kisses me on the forehead, and keeps soothing my breached anus with his hands. “You made me cum a bit again,” I whisper to him, which brought K’s naughty smile out again as he checked my tip to find that there was indeed a small puddle of my nut juice again. He again scoops it up, and lubes up my butthole with it, slowly inserts two fingers and starts to give me a gentle prostate massage with his hands.

I look hungrily into his eyes as he continues to plough me with his hands. “Does this feel good?” I nod and moan in acceptance. He starts to slowly ram his fist against my butt while fingering me, and reaches under my thighs to grab my dick. The rhythmic thumping of my prostate drives me crazy and I close my eyes to enjoy being perpetually on the edge. Every thump brings me to the brink of climax, while his hand caresses my dick gently and without rush. I can feel myself tensing up, and suddenly, he moves on top of me, and with one smooth action, he has positioned himself at my hole, as if waiting for my move. I moan and push back, and suddenly his huge cock is inside me, hitting me right in the prostate. It is so thick I literally feel it squeezing the cum out of me, and I start shooting ropes and ropes of cum onto the bedsheets. It just goes on and on and on, until I’m left a shivering mess on the bed, exhausted.

K slowly pulls out, and says to me “Sorry, I didn’t mean to do that.” I chuckle and roll over to hug him. He holds me in his arms, and he tells me again to relax, and take a shower when I feel ready. “Oh, and happy valentines day.” I’m giddy. This boy makes me giddy.

As I leave, there’s no sign of K around. The guy at reception, who appears to be the owner of the place, comes up and asks how my massage was. I tell him it was great, and he says he hopes they’ll see me again, then reaches out for a handshake and scratches my palm with his finger while doing so. Hmm? Was that an invitation to switch masseurs? I don’t think I’m ready to move on from K yet.

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A month later, I’m still basking in the afterglow of my session with K. I can’t wait to see him again, and I purposely abstain from jerking off a week before I see him.

This time, i didn’t fall for the owner’s ploy to get me to choose a deluxe course. Apart from the shower, there really was no difference massage-wise between my first two experiences with K, so I wanted to see if I would get the same treatment with a regular course, without even the prostatic massage addon.

When K enters the room, he pulls me in for a long embrace, burying his face in my neck. I instantly feel myself getting hard, and I feel a stirring in his underpants as well. The young dude was so well endowed it was hard not to notice it grow.

He strips me down and has me lie face down, then immediately goes to work on my back. I can already feel his rock hard cock on my ass the moment he starts to glide on me. This time, I’d loosened myself up with a dildo before coming, so I would be able to take his huge schlong without too much pain. When he started sliding his dick across my butthole, I pushed out and tried my best to relax it, and this time when he pushed to the brink like he usually did, his tip breached my opening, and slipped right in. 5 minutes into the massage, and K was inside me. I squirmed in ecstasy as he repeatedly breached my hole with his tip. At first, I did not know if he was even aware that it had gone in, but slowly, the strokes got deeper and deeper, until finally he was full on fucking me with the entire shaft of his beautiful cock. I was on top of the world. K angled his strikes to pound me right on my prostate, again and again and again. He grabbed the pillow, and held it to my face, as I moaned loudly. “Baby, they will hear,” he said, as he continued to pound me from behind. I looked at him helplessly in the mirror, trying my best to lower the volume of my whimpers, and he bends over, turns my head around, and starts to kiss me on the lips. It was the first time he had kissed me on the lips. I was in a state of bliss. I was certain I would never experience a moment as magical as this one.

K flips me on my side, one leg on his shoulder, the other under him, and starts to pound me deeply and gently. His huge thick cock and the pressure it is putting on my prostate makes me start leaking uncontrollably. K is visibly excited by this, and cradles my dick in his palm, collecting my juices. He pulls his dick out, lubes it up with my cum, and thrusts it right back in me. He keeps pumping at a steady pace, locking his gaze onto mine, as I marvel at his stamina. It had been a while since I’d been railed by someone so young, and the endurance and hardness was really eye opening. Especially with big dicks, which I find to be challenging to keep hard, if they even get rock hard in the first place. I don’t think I’ve met anyone with a dick of K’s size that could stay that hard for that long.

Furthermore, K flipped me around the bed like I was a rag doll. I’ve never felt so used yet so serviced at the same time. I literally just had to lie there and enjoy, and he would move me into all these incredible positions to attack my prostate in different ways. He would do slow long strokes, deep into my nethers, then pull out and do short strokes just penetrating with the tip, slow strong thumps into my pelvis, circling massages of my prostate from the inside… And whenever he felt I was close to climaxing, sensing me tensing up or my moaning getting too high pitched, he would stop, hold me tight, and kiss me passionately. And then, as he continued to pound me to oblivion, he kept gazing at me lustily, with that lopsided bad boy smirk of his that was to die for.

After a while, he bent down and whispered into my ear, “Do you want me to cum inside of you?” The question took me by surprise, as I was not expecting him to even be considering finishing, much less inside of me. Since I was on PrEP, and he had been fucking me raw already, I figured the risk had already been taken way before this point anyway. Plus, the thought of being bred by him was so hot that I had a rush of emotions. I nodded meekly, and K smiled and cradled my cheek in one hand, while clasping my hands with the other. I watched hungrily as he closed his eyes, and continued pumping into me at his steady pace, neither speeding up nor slowing down, but with progressively mounting force, each time closer to pushing me over the edge. Then I felt him tense up, push way deep into me, and then the throbbing of his cock as he unloaded into me. It wasn’t a frenzied moment of lust, but more like a tranquil moment of passion, as he burrowed his brows and clasped his hands with mine. It was too hot to watch and I pushed back hard into him, triggering my own orgasm, without even touching myself.

K fell on me, and we stayed like that for a minute or two, relaxing in each other’s embrace. K then said sweetly, “It’s your turn now”, before I pointed at the explosion of cum that he had been lying on for the past minute. K’s eyes widened and he asked when it had happened. I told him we had cum at the same time. He looked at me with that sly grin again, and gave me a passionate kiss on the lips.

“Fuck,” K says, “I’ve never fucked a client.” I don’t know if I believe that, but just thinking that might even be remotely true makes me all tingly inside. I smile bashfully, and say “Thanks?…” He pinches my cheek playfully, and says “Don’t be thinking this is how it’s gonna be every time.” I giggle, and kiss him some more. Mmmm… I could get used to kissing those lips.

“Don’t move,” K says, “In case it drips out,” as he slowly pulls out of me. He is still semi hard. I suddenly remember he had just dumped his baby cream all inside me. I clenched my asshole, determined to keep it all in. “Something to remember me by for a while. Hold it in for a bit?” I nod timidly, and he slaps my ass playfully. “My little slut.” Fuck yes. That’s what I am K. Your little slut. And I pay to be your little slut, that’s how much of a little slut I am.

K rinses off, and then gives me his standard line to relax, “Yea, yea and take a shower when I’m ready, I know, I know.” K chuckles and leans down to give me another kiss.

“Don’t tell anyone,” he says, motioning towards the door, “You’ll get me fired.”

I totally forgot about him saying that when I wrote part 1. Sorry, K. I just had to share.

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At home, later that night, I released K’s love juice back out from inside me. There was a surprisingly large amount, although I think some may have been lube. I gave it a whiff, expecting it to be foul, but instead, a sultry rich scent of musky undertones and a captivating earthy brininess overwhelmed me, stirring a deep primal response in me. I instantly got rock hard, and closing my eyes, I could clearly visualise K towering over me, pinning me to the bathtub. I smeared the jizz all over myself, and then, fully enveloped in the intensely pheromone rich aroma of K’s manly scent, I fucked myself with my dildo until I blew my second huge load of the day. Then I just sat there for a while, water streaming down my face, contemplating my life, and how fucking lucky I was to be living it.

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I’m pretty sure I will be going for a Part 4… But honestly I don’t really know how it can top what I’ve already experienced. I’m also honestly a bit scared that I’ll get attached. Someone commented in my first post that they don’t understand how someone could engage in such an intimate encounter and be able to walk away from it. I replied that I’d be lying if I said weren’t catching some feelings for this guy, but I know this is his job, and I have no unrealistic illusions about our situation. I sure hope I can control myself. God help me, and you guys also do your part. Wake me up if I get off course!

And feel free to ask me anything!

I will keep you guys in the loop if I have any further updates! 🥰

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