[MM] Nice Surprise During Massage (long read)

So a couple of weeks ago I was at something called a Hamam. Some of you know what this is, and probably some of you might not. I wasn’t used to it at all the first time that I went but after my first experience, I fell in love!

It’s essentially what they call a Turkish Bath, or a Turkish Bath House. You can tell me in the comments if I got that right or not but that’s essentially what I’ve been told.

Anyway the point is that in this case it’s a beautiful underground world. You enter at street level, and there’s a desk where you sign in for what you want: just Hamam, Hamam and Massage, sauna, etc

The artwork, music, and general atmosphere are all very relaxing. Foreign, yet comforting.

After you’ve chosen what you want, you walk down these narrow stairs to the changing room.

Here’s where my story begins:

I got my towel from the front desk, and descended the stairs as I had done before. This time alone, but my first time I was taken there for my birthday and adored it. I knew I was gonna come back and finally I had my chance.

The changing room is small, but cozy. Pretty straight forward. There’s some little lockers for your clothes and some deodorants and moisturizers for afterwards.

You must get completely naked here and wear only the towel. I love this part. I love knowing there’s only a very thin layer between me and whoever I’m next to. It turns me on a lot.

So, as with last time, I did not rush getting totally stripped down, just on the off chance someone might enter. Sadly no one did so I just wrapped myself in the towel, and left the changing room, headed straight for the Hamam.

The actual Hamam is like a big, steamy, foggy room like a wet sauna. You sit down in the towel and cover your body in hot and/or cold water and rub salts on your skin that make it really smooth. Sounds a bit strange to some of you probably but trust me, it’s very relaxing and very erotic.

So there I was, in this steamy room, not quite alone (3-4 people sitting around chatting, rubbing their salts and dumping the water bowls over themselves).

And I was a little horny because I was sweaty, dripping wet, feeling my smooth skin, and highly aware that my dick was ohhh so close to peeking out from under my soaked towel with people all around.

I’m there for a while, somewhere between relaxed and horny, when one of the massage therapists comes into the Hamam with a fresh, dry towel, and he says I should shower and come meet him out in the hall:
My massage is ready.

Yes! This place gave me a great massage last time. I couldn’t wait. I hurried over to the shower inside the Hamam, making sure the little curtain didn’t quite close, and took a shower. Rotating in slow circles I wanted to be sure one of the people who was near me would get a nice glance at my dick.

When I was clean, I dried off quickly, wrapped the fresh towel around my waist, and stepped out into the hall. I didn’t quite get his name but a masseur met me there, a young Turkish guy, maybe 30. He had a very kind face, and seemed professional.

He walked ahead of me and led me to the massage room. It was dark, with candles around, and calming eastern music in the distance.

He had me lie down on the table, and he reached around my waist to undo my towel. For a second, my ass was open to the world but then he quickly covered me, but only my crack. My cheeks were totally exposed and boy was he about to rub them silly.

If you’ve never had a massage from a place like this, they do get very “close.” But this was about to be very different from my previous massages.

He started with warm oil that he covered my feet, legs, ass, back, and neck with. He rubbed my feet so well I almost fell asleep, but then he moved onto my legs.

Stimulating at first, I noticed he was rubbing a lot on my ass. Didn’t think much about it until after he moved on to the second leg, he focused on my ass again… and then… he took a little risk.

He took a risk that he could definitely claim was an accident if I had not approved. But he got lucky that day, and so did I.

He was working deep into my upper thighs. Pretty close to my taint. Grinding in there. Then he slipped my towel completely away, and slightly readjusted my legs. Now, he was really almost thumb-deep along my taint and it was really turning me on. I took a very deep breath.

Cupping my cheeks, his thumbs kept adventuring and finally they brushed against my balls, but so gently it could have been imagined… but it wasn’t.

But immediately, maybe out of insecurity, he placed the towel back over my crack and worked my back for a while. My shoulders and my neck as well. It was actually really nice.

He rubbed over my ass just one more time before leaning down and whispering to me-
“You can flip over now, Sir.”

He held the towel over me as I rolled over.

Now, after I got comfortable again, he adjusted the towel once more! This time, just baaarely over my dick and balls. I almost got hard from this alone. I felt so exposed, and his smooth hands were all over my oily legs. It was heaven, and it only got better.

He replenished the oil supply and covered my entire front side, foot to neck again, being very careful around my lower tummy and upper thighs.

Starting with my feet again, I could have almost forgotten his little slip earlier. It was so relaxing… until he went up the legs once more. He lifted my legs up and rubbed his hands under them, around them, showing his strength and invigorating my skin, while also partially exposing me to him.

He was so close to my balls, and I could feel my erection coming but I was nervous so I tried imagining whatever I could to suppress it.

Eventually I couldn’t help myself. He was up and around my upper thigh so much, grazing my sack over and over, I could have yelled out.

I was so turned on by that point, and I couldn’t hold it back. I could only beg that my aching boner wouldn’t get me in trouble.

Within just a few seconds, all my efforts failed and there I was. 100% erect in front of this stranger as he’s rubbing warm oil all over my lower, lower, LOWER belly. The man was basically scratching my pubes at this point.

I had to look down to see the damage. Did the towel hide it at all? Could he really notice it or was I just overthinking?

I opened my eyes and looked at this raging teepee sprouting out of me. This thin towel never stood a chance and I was even pulsating. I felt so embarrassed, so scared! What happens now?!

I just looked at the guy as he kept rubbing my shoulders and said “hey, I’m so sorry. I hope it’s not offending you, it just felt really good.”

He just kept rubbing and said, “Don’t worry, it’s ok. It’s very nice, shows me I do a good job.”

I felt so relieved and immediately DOUBLE as horny. I thought it couldn’t get better…

Then.

This dude.

Leans over me…

And lifts off the towel.

“Does that feel better?”

Oh my god oh my god oh my god I couldn’t believe what was happening! There I was just aching and throbbing and pulsating in front of this man as he kept rubbing my chest and my neck.

I kept looking at him as he continued to glance back and forth at my cock as it occasionally bobbed up and down, ready to burst.

He only smiled back, and I could see he was sporting his own semi-erection. All I wanted to do was grab it.

For the grand finale, he rubbed my upper thighs again, really digging in there and enjoying my squirming as I moaned in my oily pleasure.

My mind begged, “please grab my cock. Pleeeease grab my cock. God I wanna come all over myself and stroke you as well and maybe even suck you off….” I was dying.

But unfortunately someone at the door gently knocked. He tossed the towel over me and I leaned on my other side as he cracked it open.

I heard someone say our time was up and they needed to prep the room for the next client.

Needless to say I tipped him very well, and as soon as I left I jerked off so hard that my knees buckled.

I’ll definitely be going back.

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