Leo never used hook-up apps or services, but today he didn’t feel like going out to a club or anything like that. His work week had been tremendously difficult and he wanted to unwind. After reading he news and a cup of coffee, he opened up his web browser and did a search for ‘stress relief.’ A listicle popped up and he clicked on the link to read its suggestions. It provided a few obvious suggestions, ‘meditation, a hot bath, massage, sex.’ Leo liked the prospects of the last two suggestions. A good fuck always helped him de-stress. He searched for massage services. The few that the search returned were all associated with brick and mortar establishments. Leo didn’t feel like leaving his apartment. He thought of looking on community sights or web boards. He typed in a popular sight for people living in West Hollywood.
Most of the ads were for escort services and others more explicitly sex. He scrolled for half an hour before he clicked on a link that read, ‘Professional Massage by the Hour.’ A thumbnail size picture of a cute guy holding his dog appeared to the right of the body of text. He described his style of massage as deep tissue and he had a mobile massage table he would bring with him. Leo thought this would be the perfect choice. He submitted a message, ‘My name is Leo and I live in West Hollywood. Would you be available later today for a session?’ He provided his contact information and an address.
While he waited for the masseuse’s response, he decided to pick up around his apartment. His hellish week left little time for attention to his apartment. As he tossed out take out boxes, he heard a ding sound coming from his phone. He opened the alert followed by the message, ‘Hi Leo, I’d be happy to drop by later today. How does 5:00 sound? It will be $75/hr. Please have cash. Looking forward to it, Mark.’ Leo speedily responded, ‘Awesome see you @ 5:00.’ He looked at the clock on his phone and realized Mark would arrive in two hours. He cleared a space in his living room where he thought the table would fit best. Leo found a stack of old head-shots on the bookshelf he rearranged. He threw them into the recycling without a second thought. Leo moved to Hollywood to pursue acting, after two years falling flat, he became a personal assistant. Each casting call he heard the same things over and over, too good looking for television or too short to model. Leo was just under six feet tall and this seemed preposterous to him. After PA’ing, Leo became a producer on a broadcast television series and found a good deal of success. He checked the time and realized he’d better get ready.
Leo’s ebony hair turned blacker underneath the stream of a shower head. He fit in a couple of hours swimming laps each week. The exercise paid off. His legs were long and lean. His stomach was flat and his chest fit. He lathered the hair under his arms, his groin and his backside before rinsing the suds off. He toweled himself off, inadvertently giving himself a semi-hard-on. He wrapped the towel at his waist and began to shave his face. After his face had been shaved smooth as marble, he loosened the towel and looked down at his crotch. He thought there would be no need to shave up front and turned his back the mirror in front of him. He allowed the towel to fall to the floor and spread the cheeks of his ass. He looked over his left shoulder to examine his crack. He felt it would be good measure to check the state of his goodies. With everything trimmed and ready, he dressed in a pair of gym shorts and a t-shirt.
After returning a few emails, he heard a knock on his door. His heart jumped up against his chest. He couldn’t wait for a good rub down.
“Hi, I’m Leo. Come in,” he said inviting Mark in.
“Mark, nice to meet you,” the man extended a hand a gave a firm shake.
As Leo closed his door, he looked over the young man. He suspected the man to be in his early twenties. He had a cute butt and broad shoulders. He wore a tight sleeveless shirt and nylon shorts.
“Where should I?” Mark gestured awkwardly with the heavy table in his hands.
“Oh right, sorry. Just over there,” he pointed to the space in the living room.
Mark set the table on the floor and rotated the shoulder it had been strapped to. He stretched his neck from left to right.
“Looks like you need to be the one on that thing,” Leo joked.
“No, I’m fine. This thing is just a bit unwieldy,” he said, and smiled a handsome smile.
Mark began to unfold the legs of the table and erect the structure. Leo felt sort of weird just watching and decided to grab some clean towels.
“Ah, you read my mind,” Mark said as he spread one towel neatly over the table.
“I used to be a personal assistant. Always thinking a step ahead,” Leo felt stupid for telling Mark.
“There ya go. What would you like today?”
“I’ve been pretty stressed lately. Just looking to relax a bit.”
“So we’ll work on your shoulders and neck?”
“Yeah, I seem to carry a lot of tension there.”
“Got it. You can undress now. Or get in a towel. Whatever you’re comfortable with.”
Leo felt some chemistry between himself and Mark. He decided to go for it, be bold. He pulled his shorts off on the spot and pulled his shirt off after. Mark eyed his naked body, admiring Leo’s big package. Leo positioned himself on the table. He rested on his front and waited for Mark to start. The faint smell of lavender and eucalyptus wafted in the air. The aroma intensified when Mark’s oily hands began to rub Leo’s shoulders. His hands slid easily and a sheen began to coat Leo’s upper back. Leo felt his shoulders ease and relax. Mark worked under the left shoulder blade with elbow. The initial pain of it resulted in a release tension built beneath it. Leo felt better already. Mark worked his thumbs down Leo’s spine feeling each vertebrae. At the base of his spine, he massage with his fingers at a sharp angle. His gaze gravitated to Leo’s ass. Pressure began to build in his crotch. His nylon shorts didn’t conceal it, soon a bright red tent of fabric stood out. Leo laid on the right side of his face and began to fall asleep. The stress from his week massaged away. He began to dream of winning an achievement award.
After Mark was done with the lower back, he walked to the other side of the table. He peered down at Leo’s slack face and realized his client was out. He yanked on the elastic band of his underwear and his long cock flopped free. It hung low from the left leg of his shorts. He slid his hand under his shaft and began to slowly lube it with the massage oil. His breathing grew deeper as he walked back to Mark’s ass. He lightly ran his middle finger up and down the silky smooth crack. It made him harder. He felt the slightly raised lips of his hole and let his finger warm it. He took his hand off of his wet prick and used it to lift Leo’s leg and pull it to him. This allowed him to carefully extract Leo’s penis. He pulled out between his legs, his balls sat on top of it near his asshole. With a feather-touch, Mark rubbed up and down the underside. Leo shifted his weight in his sleep and Mark paused. After a moment, he continued watching Leo’s knob grow long and fat. He leaned forward and stuck his tongue out of his lips, flicking it just below the head. Mark slowed the fist that held his own cock, he didn’t want to cum yet. Mark began to wake, something felt extraordinary. He hummed a moan as he woke. He realized where he was and then registered Mark’s exposed dick.
“What’s going on?” Leo asked.
“Roll over,” Mark instructed.
Leo cracked a wide smile as he turned over on the table. His cock stood at attention. Mark doused it in oil and straddled Leo on the table. He ripped the shorts and underwear open. He leaned forward and violently kissed Leo on the mouth. Leo watched as Mark mounted him. He saw his cock disappear into a hot, firm cave.
“Oh my god,” Leo whispered.
“Mmmm you like that?”
Leo thrust his hips up as Mark fell causing himself to go balls deep inside the man. Mark’s cock bounced from his stomach and slapped against Leo’s like a diving board. Mark gyrated his hips and Leo slid around his insides.
Mark took hold of his cock and began bouncing harder and faster on Leo’s. He was ready to cum. A slapping noise filled the living room and the legs of the table began to shake and shimmy. Mark felt a hot load coat his and slide from it. The white juice slide down Leo’s big cock. Leo fucked it squarely back into him until he say Mark’s eyes turn up into his skull. Leo opened his mouth wide and warm jizz flew into it. He swallowed the salty delight as Mark fed it to him. Mark sat low on him for a beat before lifting up and off. Leo felt the firm grip of Mark’s ass as he slid out of him.
Mark dried himself with the towel before asking, “Can I borrow these?” he lifted Leo’s shorts in the air.
“Sure,” he said and plopped his head back down against the table.
“This session is on me,” Mark said.