Casual Massage led to a Happy Ending – Part 1

Hey fellas! You’re reading Vikram. I am 5’10” tall, have an athletic body, and have wheat-brown skin. And down there I have an 8-inch battle sword when hard. Today, I’m writing to tell you guys about how I ended up fucking a hot man in his early 30s.

I was in Banglore to attend a seminar and had to stay there for 2 weeks. We had a family friend in Banglore, the second hero of this story. Let’s call him Kamal’s uncle. I was going to stay in his house as I can’t find a PG for that short of a time.

He was a short but handsome guy with a clean-shaven face with a 4.5-inch cock. He’s quite fair and has a juicy ass which would make anybody who sees it wants to have a turn squeezing it.

The first few days went quite normal. I usually come home by 7 p.m. after my seminar. As he works from home, he usually prepares something for dinner. But that day was different.

I got home as usual at 7 pm and saw Kamal uncle cooking something in the kitchen. He was wearing nothing but a pair of shorts. He had a smooth, hairless chest and a beautiful athletic body, all for my eyes to see.

I went up to him. He started telling me about what he was cooking for dinner and asked me how my day went. I told him that it was the usual and that I was really tired after all day roaming around in Banglore. What he said next is what surprised me the most.

“Vikram, if you feel too tired, I can give you some massage around your shoulders and back,” he said as he walked closer to me. I was hesitant at first, but I knew I needed a massage, so I agreed to it.

He asked me to be ready in my room and that he’d come in a few minutes. I didn’t know what he meant by “Be ready,” But I just waited in my room. I took my T-shirt off and put on shorts.

After a few minutes, Kamal came in with a small bottle of oil in his hand. He saw me standing there topless with my body exposed.

“You have a pretty athletic body, Vik. Do you work out?” he asked.

“Illa uncle. I used to go to the gym a while back, but I hardly have time to nowadays.”

He handed me a towel to tie around my waist. “You take off your shorts and tie this around your waist so it doesn’t get oily,” he said. I did as he said, and now I was wearing nothing but underwear and a small towel. He asked me to lie with my face down, which I did.

He started pouring a small amount of oil near my shoulders and rubbing it around with his hands. He then began to rub the oil all over my back. He started giving me one of the best messages I’ve ever had in my life.

The way he moved his fingers around in my back made all the pain vanish. He started to move both his hands around my lower back and massage it.

“You really know how to give an amazing massage, Uncle,” I said. “Can you go around my legs as well, please?”

“Sure! It would be easier if you took that towel off. You are wearing underwear, right?” He said with a teasing smile.

I was so into the massage that I didn’t care about taking the towel off. Only after I took it off did I realize that I was basically completely naked other than in underwear. He poured some oil around my knees and began to rub it around, making sure he took care of all the muscles.

This was when the problem started. His oily hands began to move around my thighs, slowly massaging them. I began to feel a slow sense of current through my body. I could feel that I was getting excited. And this time, it wasn’t just me that got excited.

My cock slowly started to rise from the oil playing around the thighs. He continued to move his palms around. My dick kept rising until it was at its full 8-inch glory and was squeezed between the bed. I was hoping he wouldn’t find out I was having a boner.

But that was when he asked me to lay with my face up. I tried to tell him that it was enough and I felt alright now. But he said I shouldn’t be getting off in the middle. After some time, when I did turn, my cock was rising on top of my underwear, which could barely hold the monster inside.

The silhouette of the hard cock was clearly visible through the underwear, and he did notice it. I was afraid that he was going to yell at me for it. But to my surprise, he just gave me a knowing smirk and said, “Seems like someone’s getting excited.”

I didn’t know how to react to that, so I just smiled and lay down. After he saw me with a huge boner, I could see that the way he massaged me was totally different. It was like he forgot all about my upper half. His hands kept moving around my thighs and gave more attention to the inner thighs.

The problem was, he was doing it with a completely straight face too. No naughty smile or smirk on his face, which confused me. I didn’t know if he wanted to try my dick out or he was doing the massage.

Then, his hands started to rub on the tip of my dick accidentally. “Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to do that,” he said. His elbow rubbed the head of my dick, which was still rock hard.

As his hands brushed on it a few more times, he seemed to become a little too horny to control himself. He put his palm slowly around my dick on top of the underwear and grabbed the dick. He looked me in the eye as he started to move his oily hands slowly inside my underwear.

Now, I felt it. I could feel his oily hands grabbing my raw dick and slowly moving through it’s length. That was the moment I lost control. I could no longer hold it in and decided to let the monster out.

I’ll continue this story in the next part. Please write to me at [email protected] for any questions!