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5 out of 7 ain't bad My white week only lasted about 5 / five days. As I’d hoped, someone decided to book a massage with me, and I happily broke the promise I’d made to myself, to abstain from sexual activity for at least 7 / seven days. During the session, I actually went further than I usually do. It was quite an erotic experience. This was not an ex massage , but a friend whom I’d had a couple of encounters with before. He’s the guy who let me shower at his place, but searched my bag and put me through a strip search first. It was more fun than I make it sound, and we had such a good time that we’ve remained in touch, lusting after each other from afar. When I contacted him and asked if there was any work he’d like me to do for him in exchange for some much needed cash, he mentioned pulling weeds. As willing as I was to do that, I had no trouble convincing him to pay for a massage instead. We didn’t agree on a rate, or time frame, I just showed up at his place, took a quick shower, and then jumped into the fun. He lit a joint, and while we passed it back and forth he alternated between taking hits and sucking my dick. We finished half the joint, and he spent a fair amount of time down on the floor, between my legs, but eventually I acted responsibly and asked if he wanted to lay down on his bed so that I could actually massage him. Before I officially began though, I made him lie on his back and we had some mutual oral 69 position fun for a while. Most of the time you won’t catch me with a stranger’s cock in my mouth but I couldn’t resist, and I’m glad I didn’t. It felt great, and I remained aroused the entire time. At some point I did start the actual massage, and though I won’t say I did a thorough job, I’ll still brag about my general abilities with confidence. There was no deep tissue release, I just did my best to relieve a bit of muscle tension while simultaneously creating it in his nether regions. Soon enough I had him on his back again, dick in my mouth, and at some point I remember straddling him so that the head of his prick rested against my asshole. I’d lean down on top of him, reach back, grab hold of his shaft, and slap the head of it against my pucker. Hot damn it felt good! There was no release for either of us, but that didn’t affect my enjoyment one bit. I think the very next day both of us were tag teaming the ass of a friend of mine, so nobody lost out or anything like that. Had my friend not booked a massage with me I might have made it a full 7 / seven days without sexual gratification of any kind, but I’m not sure I could have fully resisted. I’ve shot my load though, and don’t feel the compulsion to do it again right away, so maybe I can make today my 2nd / second attempt at a white week. |
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