Ian dropped by from Celebratity Spa in E. Rodriguez the other Sunday, sensed that I was tired and he offered to relax me by giving me a massage.
I’d forgotten how great it was but this guy is an expert at putting one in an amazingly relaxed mood. My tense muscles were like clay in his expert hands and I was soon falling sleepy.
After a little more than half an hour, and having sensed that I had achieved my state of relaxation , Ian began placing the tips of his fingers moderately down the sides of my back, almost stroking the sides, then intensely tickling me to the point where I was again awake and completely horny.
I suppressed a laugh and urged him to stop, seriously, but it was so good – his fingers were electric.
“Sir, angat mo na ang katawan mo,” he whispered blowing into the back of my ears.
I was putty in his hands. As I raised my torso, his hands began to gently, but firmly travel downward, towards my nips, tentatively caressing them for an interminable period of time. It was pure, pure bliss. His firm hands began to cup my chest, squeezing me around the nips, while his index finger flicked the top of my nipple, circling my areola. I was about to explode.
I felt his breath blow at my nape, then, his lips brushed the back of my ears.
I got as hard as ever. He nibbled at my ears teasingly, jestingly.
Ian touched my upper shoulder, nudging me to turn around. As I faced him, he stared into my eyes, coming close to my face.
Our lips touched, softly. Then he gave me a long, full kiss that lasted almost a minute. Then he kissed me again, and again, and again.
Ian came down my neck, kissing it softly, slowly moving towards my nips. He stroked the back of his hands, back and forth, on my nipples and started circling my discs with his warm, wet tongue. I could feel the slightest pressure of his teeth biting them.
Ian knows my erogenous zones and teases them to the hilt!
He took off his tees, looking at my eyes, the hint of a smile curving the angles of his lips as I tugged his boxers downward . My DVD was turned on to a Dane Jones porn video, and as he watched the blond girl tense her neck as the guy came down on her, I noticed Ian’s member getting turgid and really hard. I could not resist touching it, playing with his large dickhead with my tongue, circling that wonderful tool with it.
Then, I swallowed his engorged member, moving up and down mid shaft. Isagad mo sir, he implored. It was a wonderful tool to play with and I could feel its fullness inside my mouth. As “his” got more engorged, I could sense the tip of his penishead touching the back of my oral cavity, gagging me. I tried out, but his hands, cupping my head, urged me to go deeper, deeper. I had no choice. It felt nice, after all.
It felt huge, and with his hands guiding my mouth towards his member, not releasing my head, Ian got me harder and more worked up. It was my best blow job in a long time. After a while, I heard a sigh. He was about to explode.
As he exploded in huge spurts, I could taste the sweet-saltiness of his cum, and the mixture of sweet and salty reminded me of that wonderful desert, salted caramel, though of a lighter, creamy color.
Ian then lay down to gather his energy, and after just a few minutes, he began exploring my nips with his tongue, his left hand traveling down my bod.
I said a lot of times that Ian gives the best foreplay, ever. To top that he nudged me towards my back, the tip of his once more hard dick nudging the entrance of my hole, he teases, and teased, not coming in, then, when I half expected it, he started entering me, sensing if my anal sphincter was relaxed, pushing in a d out fully when he was sure it was ready. That persisted for a few minutes.
We changed positions and now, Ian was staring into my eyes as he pushed in and out, pushing, thrusting, circling , shoving hard. If there was something that approached nirvana, this was It!
I can’t have enough of those soft, full, sweet lips as the best chinto eyes this side of the world stared into mine as he entered me. I looked back and he kissed me just as he was thrusting.
I didn’t want it to stop, the thrusting, the shoving, the kissing but all good things must end. my climax was great, awesome. His voice was deep, cool, modulated and sexy as we talked, exhausted. Ok ka lang sir, he smiled, stroking my cheek?
I was too exhilarated to answer, and I nodded faintly.
Ian exceeded himself again this time, my best.
Until the next. I’m glad that he’s back at Celebrity Spa on weekends (Saturdays and Sundays) and is more accessible. Some pamintas among us might remember that Celebrity is very near Happy Sauna, in front of a green gas station in E. Rod.
09058234528 – Ian