The masseur's hands are magic, Christian's body responds to every touch, every stroke. As the masseur works his way down, he slides his hands under Christian's hips, lifting them slightly. Christian feels the masseur's fingers brush against his ass, sending a jolt of electricity through him. He's rock hard now, his cock straining against the towel. The masseur seems to notice, his touch becoming more intimate, more tantalizing. Christian can't help but push back against the masseur's hands, eager for more. The masseur chuckles, low and seductive, and Christian knows he's in for more than just a massage.