Gay Massage after Soccer Training: Relaxation with Happy Ending
Summary:
Christian longs for a good massage after football training. He visits Bernd, whom his teammates have recommended to him. And soon, the young man finds out firsthand why the masseur is so popular.
Visit to the Masseur after a Tough Football Training
The rain pounded against the windows of the club building as I trudged into the locker room after training.
My legs felt like lead, and my muscles burned from the intense training. I desperately needed a break—and perhaps even more desperately, a good massage.
Then I remembered the new masseur the guys were talking about. Apparently, he was a master of his craft.
I crept down the corridor, past the lockers, and knocked on the door to the massage room. A deep, soothing voice called me in.
The room was dimly lit, and the scent of eucalyptus hung in the air. At the table stood a man, perhaps in his mid-fifties, with strong hands and a friendly smile.
“Take a seat, young man. I’m Bernd,” he said, rubbing his hands with oil. I nodded and lay face down on the table, feeling the cool leather against my hot skin.
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He began working on my shoulders, his hands kneading and pressing the muscles with a skill that took my breath away.
His grip was firm, and after just a few minutes, I felt the tension in my muscles begin to melt away. He slowly worked his way down my back, each pressure point he found seeming to be exactly where it needed to be.
I closed my eyes and let myself sink into the soothing massage. It was truly blissful!
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His hands slid down my lower back. He used more oil, and his movements became smoother.
A pleasant tingling spread through me, and I couldn’t help but move a little. His hands wandered lower, working my glutes, pressing and kneading until I could no longer stifle a quiet moan.
He chuckled softly. “Relax, this is all part of it,” he murmured, continuing to massage.
The oil made my skin shiny and supple, and I felt my body gradually relax. But as his hands finally reached my thighs, I felt a new, more intense tingling.
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Bernd worked thoroughly, kneading each muscle, pressing deep into the tissue with his thumbs until he finally reached my inner thighs.
The sensation was intense, and I couldn’t stop my breathing from quickening. My skin felt suddenly even hotter, and my muscles twitched under his touch.
He paused and grabbed more oil. Then he asked me to turn over onto my back.
“This is going to feel a bit warmer now,” he said, then began pouring warm oil over my thighs.
It felt incredible as his hands worked the oil into my skin. I couldn’t prevent my body from relaxing more and more, even as the tingling sensation grew stronger.
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His hands wandered higher, closer and closer to my most sensitive area. It was a strange feeling spreading through me—a mix of excitement and shame.
I felt my breathing quicken as his hands continued to glide upward. Finally, his fingers reached my groin, and I noticed my arousal growing.
He paused briefly, looked at me, and smiled. “Everything okay?” he asked calmly. I nodded, unable to utter a single word.
Then he began to massage my groin. His hands moved confidently and skillfully. The feeling was overwhelming. My arousal intensified, and my breath trembled.
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He pulled down my underwear and drizzled oil onto my bare skin. His hands glided over my balls, massaging them.
The sensation was indescribable. I couldn’t think clearly anymore; all I felt was the heated tingling throughout my body.
Then he wrapped his hand around my hard penis and began to stroke it slowly. The oil made each movement smooth and seamless, and I matched the rhythm of his hand.
The heat inside me grew more and more intense. Bernd truly knew exactly what he was doing and how to give me a very special kind of relaxation.
And I could hardly believe how much I was enjoying every bit of it.
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His movements became faster, and I felt a climax building up. My breathing was now heavy, and my muscles tensed, one by one.
Then a wave overtook me as I reached my orgasm. The sensation was so intense that I nearly screamed as I came.
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Bernd let me finish, and his hands kept working until I was completely spent, lying exhausted on the table. Totally empty and satisfied.
He grabbed a towel and wiped the oil and semen from my skin before helping me dress again.
I was completely overwhelmed by what had just happened. It was the most intense experience I’d ever had, and I couldn’t believe I had let it happen. But it felt good, and I knew I would do it again if given the chance.
As I left the massage room, I felt like a new person. My muscles were relaxed, my mind was clear, and a smile played on my face.
Bernd had awakened something in me that I hadn’t known before, and I was curious to see where this new experience would take me.
I turned back to him once more before leaving the room. He smiled at me and nodded.
“See you next time, young man,” he said. I nodded back, already imagining the next time as I stepped out into the cool night.
The fresh air felt good against my heated skin, and I knew I had found something special—something I wouldn’t soon forget and would soon want to experience again.
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