Kent was one tough nut to crack. I'd asked him about coming back for a happy-ending massage, but weeks went by before enough cash was negotiated to tip the balance.
Needless to say, Kent was nervous about his first experience with a guy. Not that he's a stranger to getting erotic rub downs. He's a regular at one of the local parlors. Of course, those are all with women.
If he was tense at first, Kent relaxed almost immediately once he shut his eyes and my hands found their way across his body. Before long, there was a growing boner between his legs when he was face down on the massage table.
On his back, Kent was fully enjoying the experience. As one of my hands rubbed his cock, the other reached down to rub his fuzzy ass, while he subtly adjusted his legs to give me access to his hole.
Since he'd saved up for 3 days, and seeing his throbbing cock leading up to the finish line, you can guess how ready Kent was to bust. Once I started stroking him just the slightest bit faster, Kent was ready to blow in no time. He let loose with a huge shot that flew over his shoulder and continued shooting to soak his stomach in a thick puddle of cum.