Oiled Stud Succumbs to Massage Parlor's Gay Delights
In a dimly lit, private room, a masseur, his eyes gleaming with lust, begins to work on his latest client, a rugged, muscular stud. The masseur's hands are firm, expert, and soon, the stud is putty in his hands. The masseur's touch becomes more intimate, more suggestive, until the stud can't help but respond, his cock hardening. The masseur smirks, his own cock tenting his loose-fitting pants. He leans over, his breath hot on the stud's ear, "You like that, don't you?" The stud nods, his voice a low growl, "Yes." The masseur chuckles, "Good. Because I'm going to give you exactly what you need." He reaches for the oil, his hands glistening as he strokes the stud's cock, then his own. He leans down, taking the stud's cock into his mouth, sucking him deep. The stud's hips buck, his cock throbbing. The masseur pulls back, smiling, "Not yet, big boy. I've got something else for you." He lubes up his fingers, pressing them into the stud's ass. The stud groans, his cock leaking as the masseur finger-fucks him, stretching him. Then, the masseur replaces his fingers with his cock, sliding it deep into the stud's ass. The stud groans, his cock leaking as