It all started when I wrote a literotica story about a threesome encounter with two men and one woman. I got an email from a guy who said he enjoyed the story, and we got to talking about different aspects of the story and some of our different fantasies. One of the tangents we got on was about the guy on guy interaction in a MMF threesome encounter. While both of us said we weren't gay, we also both had some thoughts and fantasies about fooling around with another guy. It was mostly about cock fascination - we both shared the urge to touch and play with another man's cock, but no desires beyond that.

As fate would have it, we only lived a few hours apart, and he frequently traveled to my area on business. So after several months of talking about fantasies, swapping photos, and nervously making plans, the day had finally come. I was going to meet with another to guy to explore some new fantasies.

I nervously knocked on the hotel door and held my breath as I saw the door open up to a guy wearing a nervous smile. We shook hands and shared the typical awkwardness of meeting someone the first time. He was staying in a hotel suite that had a sitting area separate from the bed, and I sat on the couch while he sat in a chair and we had a drink and spent some time easing into a comfortable conversation. We shared some laughs as a drink or two went down, and the mood became more relaxed.

We had discussed our plans in advance, so after a reasonable amount of friendly chatting we both looked over at the bed and then at each other, and nodded. The general plan was that we would strip down and I would give him a massage, and then he would return the favor. And we would just see how things played out after that.

So we moved over to the bed and we watched each other get undressed. I stopped at my boxers, and he stripped down all the way and got down on the bed face down. I put a small towel down over his ass and set to work on the massage, using a bottle of oil he had left on a bedside table.

I had enough experience getting massages that I knew what to do and how to do it. While we wanted the massage to seem "normal" we didn't have any desire to make it a full deal. It was more about us sharing the experience of touching and caressing another man. I started at his shoulders, alternating deep rubs with softer ones, working my way down his back. I spent a lot of time on his lower back, moving my fingers down to the edge of the towel, and slipping underneath to rub the area where his back curved into his ass. I could hear his appreciation. Then I moved down to work on his legs, starting with his feet and working up over his calves to his thighs. One of my favorite things about a good erotic massage is that there is a lot of teasing as the work progresses. I was careful to take my hands up as far as possible on each thigh without actually touching his balls. My other favorite thing about a good erotic massage is the ass massage part. After a fair amount of teasing from the top and bottom of the towel, I slipped the towel away and set to work on rubbing his ass.

I oiled up my hands and worked one cheek, then the other, pushing his loins down into the bed and then running the backs of my fingers lightly over him. I did let the backs of my fingers drift slowly down and softly graze up against his balls, and I felt him quiver as my own heart fluttered with the contact. I'd never thought of a guy's ass before, but his seemed pretty nice in shape and firmness.

After an ample amount of ass rubbing, I told him it was time to turn over, and I moved the towel back to cover him as he rolled onto his back. I took my time covering him up, taking the time to admire his semi hard cock. I had seen his pictures, so I knew what to expect, but there is nothing quite like being face to face with your first cock. As I let the small towel drift back over him, I again teased him by having my hands make contact with his groin area, without actually touching his cock.

It all started when I wrote a literotica story about a threesome encounter with two men and one woman. I got an email from a guy who said he enjoyed the story, and we got to talking about different aspects of the story and some of our different fantasies. One of the tangents we got on was about the guy on guy interaction in a MMF threesome encounter. While both of us said we weren't gay, we also both had some thoughts and fantasies about fooling around with another guy. It was mostly about cock fascination - we both shared the urge to touch and play with another man's cock, but no desires beyond that.

As fate would have it, we only lived a few hours apart, and he frequently traveled to my area on business. So after several months of talking about fantasies, swapping photos, and nervously making plans, the day had finally come. I was going to meet with another to guy to explore some new fantasies.

I nervously knocked on the hotel door and held my breath as I saw the door open up to a guy wearing a nervous smile. We shook hands and shared the typical awkwardness of meeting someone the first time. He was staying in a hotel suite that had a sitting area separate from the bed, and I sat on the couch while he sat in a chair and we had a drink and spent some time easing into a comfortable conversation. We shared some laughs as a drink or two went down, and the mood became more relaxed.

We had discussed our plans in advance, so after a reasonable amount of friendly chatting we both looked over at the bed and then at each other, and nodded. The general plan was that we would strip down and I would give him a massage, and then he would return the favor. And we would just see how things played out after that.

So we moved over to the bed and we watched each other get undressed. I stopped at my boxers, and he stripped down all the way and got down on the bed face down. I put a small towel down over his ass and set to work on the massage, using a bottle of oil he had left on a bedside table.

I had enough experience getting massages that I knew what to do and how to do it. While we wanted the massage to seem "normal" we didn't have any desire to make it a full deal. It was more about us sharing the experience of touching and caressing another man. I started at his shoulders, alternating deep rubs with softer ones, working my way down his back. I spent a lot of time on his lower back, moving my fingers down to the edge of the towel, and slipping underneath to rub the area where his back curved into his ass. I could hear his appreciation. Then I moved down to work on his legs, starting with his feet and working up over his calves to his thighs. One of my favorite things about a good erotic massage is that there is a lot of teasing as the work progresses. I was careful to take my hands up as far as possible on each thigh without actually touching his balls. My other favorite thing about a good erotic massage is the ass massage part. After a fair amount of teasing from the top and bottom of the towel, I slipped the towel away and set to work on rubbing his ass.

I oiled up my hands and worked one cheek, then the other, pushing his loins down into the bed and then running the backs of my fingers lightly over him. I did let the backs of my fingers drift slowly down and softly graze up against his balls, and I felt him quiver as my own heart fluttered with the contact. I'd never thought of a guy's ass before, but his seemed pretty nice in shape and firmness.

After an ample amount of ass rubbing, I told him it was time to turn over, and I moved the towel back to cover him as he rolled onto his back. I took my time covering him up, taking the time to admire his semi hard cock. I had seen his pictures, so I knew what to expect, but there is nothing quite like being face to face with your first cock. As I let the small towel drift back over him, I again teased him by having my hands make contact with his groin area, without actually touching his cock.