My First Erotic Couple Massage
I have had lots of massages from women, but once I saw an advert in the paper for a massage from a couple. I would never have had a massage from a man, but this new idea made me feel hot and scared at the same time, so eventually I went to try it out.
First the girl came in and made me undress and shower. She laid me face down on the massage table and started massaging me, which was wonderful, as usual. I love the feel of female hands on me. After a few minutes the male masseur came in and joined in. Having four hands on you instead of two is just fantastic. For example, you get to have both legs done at once, instead of first one, then the other. But because I was face down, I didn't know which were the male hands and which were the female. After a bit I relaxed, because it wasn't a big deal, and enjoyed the sensations, and guessing which was which. But I was nervous about the hands getting higher and higher up my thighs and beginning to get intimate. I had never been touched by a man before. I looked up and found that both the girl and the guy were now dressed only in their underpants. At one stage he took my hand and clamped it between his legs so that he could massage my arm efficiently. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable about that, but there was more to come. Hands were getting higher and higher up by thighs and beginning to brush my testicles, and I still couldn't tell whether the hands were his or hers or both. I convince myself they were hers, and she was making a great, erotic job of it.
Eventually they told me to turn over and face upwards, covering me with a towel, though my erection was perfectly obvious. I noticed that the guy's hands were firmer and more professional-feeling than the girl's, which had a lighter and more delicate tough. But when you're thoroughly aroused and have four hands wondering all over you, you don't stop to think much.
By this time, I didn't much care where the hands went and had accepted the inevitable, that my penis was going to be touched by a man! When it happened, it made me jump a bit, but since the girl was touching it too, I decided to just enjoy it. They were both very good at what they were doing. Eventually I asked them both to take off their remaining clothing and I touched them both, one with each hand. So I not only had my penis touched by a man but touched his too, though I fairly quickly let go; it was too strange and weird a feeling. Eventually I had a wonderful ******, though I was still feeling rather ambiguous about the whole thing.
Thinking about it afterwards, it was a liberating experience. It helped me get over old prejudices against anything to do with men and sex. But it also taught me to appreciate women masseuses all the more.