CheeseBoy

One of had advantages of a Bradley style shower head.

A nice bush among the shrubbery

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That is an impressive bicep. https://64.media.tumblr.com/53a56712859bfac425b1e99eba4a52e7/tumblr_inline_pdy1ix3DKV1vs3j1p_540.gifv

Who is a Michigan fan?

I wish I could find a nude pic of this guy.

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With one exception, he never “finished the job.” He was licensed. Married to a woman. Had kids. Too much for him to risk. I also never asked him. I wanted him to, but also felt that was crossing a boundary. Very unexpectedly, at one massage, he engulf my whole dick. I was caught so off guard, I “finished” in probably less than 30 seconds. It was short, but felt great. I don’t know what moved him to do that on that day. Unfortunately, I think he regretted it. After I dressed and went to the lobby, he said he wouldn’t charge me for the massage, since he crossed the professional boundary, and that he thought it would be better if I saw another massage therapist. https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgm_roudy4N1KGS1E25y1rciNeYzx5Tt6HfHRNftnsSKfUYHKxqpe-esmnJBtDY1-oGCWjY5yKOa_09MT1baAkOzYRFIb5qozxH2p1u-gcClVw_8RPW7CLEilvx0yo_4hX5aWVdpTll4d0/s1600/21.jpg

Follow up from my previous post: these were completely therapeutic massages. I had not yet discovered the pleasure of sensual and erotic massages. But he did push the boundaries a little. At a certain point, both he and I were comfortable with no longer using any draping. And he would set the box of Kleenex right on the massage table as he ended the massage and exited the room. https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisZygVbp-ER8Lw1pGZ4uGzxet23B0PSk0CFY1a9dntKKVoWf8E5TiSlC8o5mV-QLknBEDIHP_FEO16ATIJie0UNg_n2_suzEN9J4FQ10dyBhYC_0w3KP0GyOtHGwe-iyZ1sqL7vr-Kudg/s1600/427954.jpg

https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg88A1E3u78gchJnL7_sBUkiXMD3UNfQKW0o01OxzGkNWms3CEus21JqcP_d9eO1gfY8t_DxrF0zydeD56yEQ1wq0Wk7sBwiIbo4BdPVJ_wGJT-ft6-4XN8KWg9a8qC_USaiyH257RajFvLHkzXQFkqSQWfP4rnzy5Af994JhHZM5XqZ6NrNaFY61J9hTc/s1237/masaje 04'30534.jpg I used to get embarrassed about getting erect while getting my inner thighs massaged. The sheet never hid the fact that I was throbbing. At a certain point, my regular massage therapist looked me right in the eye, and said, “Don’t worry about being hard. It happens to every guy when I’m working up there. In fact I take it as a compliment.”