The Very Stupid Boy Ch. 02

I woke up the following morning earlier than I needed to with my head full of the events of the previous evening.

After my shower last night I dressed and went along to my regular Italian restaurant but I found I wasn’t hungry, I could only manage half my pizza but I drank three glasses of red wine.

I had a fitful sleep and in the morning I lay in bed and remembered.

I remembered his hands massaging my thighs and his fingers caressing my balls and making me groan with excitement. I remembered his fondling my arse and him running a finger between my cheeks until he came to my hole. I remembered him sliding a finger deep inside of me as he fingered my tight arse, his digit rubbing over my prostate.

I remembered turning over with a massive hard on and silently begging him to touch it.

I remembered him stroking his hard cock up my body until it reached my cheek then him forcing my head down on the massage couch before he pushed it between my lips and ordered me to suck.

I remembered him stroking my cock as he face fucked me.

Then I remembered him cumming in my mouth as I exploded in his hand.

As I remembered this I found my cock hard and I started to stroke it.

Finally I remembered him forcing me up against a wall in his hallway as he kissed me, open mouthed with his tongue down my throat and him telling me that if I ever went back he would fuck me.

That was when I lost it and spurted all over my chest.

I laid there feeling disgusted with my actions as I told myself there was no way I was going back there.

That day at work was interesting but it seemed to drag. Afterwards when I got back to my hotel I showered and changed my clothes.

I found a nice quiet Indian restaurant a short walk from the hotel, ordered a Sheek kebab and a butter chicken with pilau rice. I washed it down with a couple of bottles of cold Kingfisher lager.

Fortunately the bank allowed me twenty five pounds each night for lunch and dinner.

I slept better that night.

Thursday was my last full day on the course as Friday morning was to be time for a review then I could head back home.

The day went in really quickly and I was back in my hotel in time to wash and head out for some dinner.

I googled Chinese restaurants near the hotel and chose one I thought looked good and it was.

I ordered ribs to start then sweet and sour chicken with fried rice. This time I drank a couple of bottles of ice cold Tsingtao Chinese beer.

When I got back to the hotel I was surprised that the bar was quite busy so I bought a large glass of dry white wine and found a free table.

I saw an attractive older woman sitting on a stool at the bar. She looked immaculately dressed in a cream satin blouse and a black leather pencil skirt. My cock started to stir immediately.

Stupidly I must have stared at her for too long as she caught me looking and smiled.

I looked down at my drink and wished the floor would open up and swallow me.

Just then I heard a voice ask if the seat next to me was taken.

I looked up to see the woman I had stared at looking down at me.

‘Su…sure. No problem!’ I managed to say.

She sat down, put her drink on the table and crossed her legs. I could hear the creak of her leather skirt and the rasp of her nylons which made my cock become even harder.

We chatted, she asked most of the questions, and in ten minutes she knew who I was and why I was in Birmingham.

‘Do you find me attractive?’ she asked.

I looked at her noticing a petite slim figure with a pretty face. She had big blue eyes that had a few wrinkles but istanbul travesti that made her even sexier. She had short blonde hair and luscious red lips.

I told her I found her very attractive.

‘Fuck!’ I thought to myself. ‘I was going to have sex with the mature woman of my dreams!’

‘Shall we go to your room?’ she asked.

I couldn’t believe it.

‘Ye..yes please.’ I said.

‘It’s two hundred pounds.’ she stated as a matter of fact.

She must have seen my face fall and before I could explain that I didn’t have that amount of money her phone rang.

‘Sorry darling. It’s a regular. I must go!’

At that she stood and left me sitting with the rest of my wine, a hard on and feeling like a naive moron.

The next morning I woke up, showered, dressed, packed my bags before heading down for breakfast.

I was still horny from the night before.

I checked out of the hotel and walked to where my car was parked so I could leave my bag before going to work.

I realised I wasn’t very far from where I’d had my massage.

‘Don’t be silly.’I told myself but I felt my cock lurch in my suit trousers.

I dumped my bag and headed off to work.

The review was lighthearted and it was an enjoyable morning. We wrapped up just after noon and the bank had got caterers in to put on some sandwiches and cakes for lunch.

I told the course leader that I’d had a large breakfast and that as I had nearly a three hour drive home would he mind if I left. He said that it would be fine so I said my goodbyes to my fellow workers and headed to the car.

When I got to the car I put my course work into the boot next to my bag and began to think.

‘Nobody would know. He might not even be available.’ I thought to myself.

I sat in the drivers seat and was about to start the car when I thought, ‘Fuck it!’

I looked at my phone and saw that I still has his number saved in my dialed numbers.

‘He might not be in,’ I thought. ‘He may be busy.’

I rang the number.

‘Hello, Kim here!’

‘Shit!’ I thought. ‘That’s why I assumed it was a woman masseuse.

‘Er… h..hi. My name is Ryan and I wondered if you were available.’

‘I came to see you on Tuesday evening.’ I added quickly.

‘Ah yes. Cute boy. You want come back?’

‘Er.. yes if you are free.’ I answered.

‘You come now. You remember address?’ he asked.

‘Ye..Yeah. I’ll be about ten minutes.’ I told him.

‘OK.’ Then the phone went dead.

‘Oh shit. Am I being stupid?’ I thought briefly.

I removed my tie, threw it on the passenger seat and opened the two top buttons of my shirt.

Eight minutes later I was in the lift and had pressed the button for the fourth floor. My mouth was dry but my cock had started to swell in my suit trousers.

I found flat twelve and gently knocked on the door.

In seconds it opened and Kim bade me enter. This time he was wearing a short red silk kimono.

As he did last time he closed and locked the door before ushering me into the massage room.

‘Take off clothes and lie on bed.’ he said then went into the en-suite bathroom.

I stripped off my suit, shirt, shoes and underwear and laid naked face down on the massage table.

I was surprised that this time there was no paper covering just the shiny black surface of the bed.

I shivered as it was cool on my naked body.

I heard him re-enter the room and felt his hand on my bare bottom. He caressed my bum with both hands for a while then slid on hand down the crack of my arse and let a finger rub over my little hole. I shuddered.

‘Turn over please. istanbul travestileri I start on your front.’

I wondered why as I turned and laid flat on my back only to see Kim had taken off his kimono and was standing naked with his slim six inch cock rock hard and throbbing.

I guessed this wasn’t going to be a usual massage as he’d not asked for the money and he stood looking down at me whilst stroking his cock.

He walked up to my head then grabbed it and forced my right cheek down onto the table.

‘Open!’ he ordered before jabbing his cock at my lips.

This time I obeyed as he thrust his cock slowly into my mouth.

I was surprised to find myself eagerly sucking his tool unlike last time when he fucked my face.

After a minute he pulled out of me then went to the bottom of the bed, put some massage oil in his hands and started massaging my right ankle.

Like last time he worked up over my shin and the side of my calf before massaging the backs of my knees then on up to my thigh. He slowly approached the top of my thigh but this time there was no pretense of accidentally touching my balls he dragged his fingernails over them causing me to groan and my cock to grow.

He did exactly the same with my left leg but this time he fondled my balls with his right hand and took my by now rampant cock in his left and started to gently wank me.

He knelt up on the bed between my open thighs and oiled up his cock.

‘Oh shit. Here it comes.’ I thought but he then put more oil on his hands, leaned forward and started to massage my stomach.

He applied more oil and leaned over even further to massage my chest playing with my nipples, nipping them to which I constantly moaned.

He knelt up and took the massage oil and rubbed some on his thighs, stomach and chest then slid up my body so he was rubbing himself against me.

I moaned as his stiff cock rubbed against mine then he changed position slightly so it was jabbing into my balls.

He moved back so our cocks were sliding against each others again then he held my head as he came towards me and his mouth descended on mine.

He forced his tongue into my mouth as he rutted himself against me even harder. I was surprised to find myself responding by pushing my tongue into his mouth to fence with his as well as raising my hips to meet his thrusts.

He moved his body away from me then climbed off the table with me panting in excitement.

Kim took a dry towel then cleaned my cock before he leaned over and took me into his mouth.

‘Oh God!’ I cried as he began to suck my cock. I thought I would cum there and then but he stopped, looked at my face and just giggled.

‘Turn over!’ he said.

It was uncomfortable lying on my engorged organ as I settled down with my face in the hole.

Like last time he started with my left ankle and worked upwards, grazing my balls with his fingers once again. The same happened with my right leg.

I was squirming on the shiny black rubber surface of the massage table while my cock dripped pre-cum causing it to slide along the slick covering.

Surprisingly he knelt between my open thighs and started to rub oil into the small of my back then out to the sides of my body.

When he reached up to massage my shoulders he leaned down on top of me and slid his body over mine.

I could feel his hard cock rubbing between the cheeks of my arse.

He started to gently bite the side of my neck and lick my ear. I was really grinding myself onto the black surface.

Suddenly he stopped and sat back on his haunches, poured oil in the palms of his hands then set travesti istanbul about massaging my arse cheeks.

I shuddered as he credit card swiped his fingers down the crack of my arse which caused me to groan long and hard. He did that several times.

He dripped more oil on my puckered hole before inserting the middle finger of his right hand deep inside me. His left hand snaked under my body until he found my rampant cock then pulled back my foreskin and coated the mushroom head with oil.

I thought I would cum as he fingered me.

I groaned even more as he forced another finger in alongside as he raked my prostate. By now I was almost hyperventilating.

I felt a third finger at my entrance.

‘Oh fuck! No. Please. Oh shit!’ I cried as the third finger joined the others and stretched my sphincter even more.

He kept that up for a few more minutes before withdrawing. I felt extremely empty as cool air circled around my hole.

I heard more oil being squirted then I could feel him lying on top of me. He rubbed his cock over my hole as I grasped the head of the bed and tensed.

A hard slap on my right arse cheek made me cry out loud but it must have relaxed me enough for him to push his cock past my sphincter and then he stopped to let me get used to it.

The pain ebbed away after a few seconds so he pushed more of his cock into me. He did this several times until I could feel his balls resting on the top of my thighs.

Slowly he began to fuck me.

I just lay there and let him have his way with me until he stepped up the pace and my slick cock slid along the top of the bed. I started to pant heavily and I even found myself raising my bum up to meet his strokes.

Suddenly he put his right arm under my hips and pulled me up.

‘On arms and knees!’

‘Now I fuck you good!’

He really pounded me as his cock flew in and out of my hole. By now I was constantly moaning even though my cock was free of the bed and I looked down to see it bouncing around like a demented lunatic.

With his right hand gripping my hip he reached round with his left and grabbed my cock before wanking it furiously.

That did it for me as with a mighty squeal I came, my white cream flooding the top of the black rubber table.

I must have squeezed my arse tighter because seconds later he grunted and I could feel his hot cum spray my insides.

We both collapsed, him on top of me as his wilting cock slithered out of my battered arse.

After a minute he got up and disappeared into the bathroom where I heard a shower being run.

He came back into the room wearing his red kimono and said,’You come. Have shower!.’

I followed him into the bathroom where he pointed out where the towels were.

After my shower I dried and got dressed. I didn’t know what to say to him, I was still in shock as to what I had done.

‘You come back again? He asked me. I told him I didn’t live in Birmingham and that I lived nearly three hours away.

‘Where you live?’

I told him the town and his eyes lit up.

‘You wait!’

He came back a few seconds later and handed me a card.

‘My sister. She massage. Live near you. You like her. Big tits and big cock!’

I must have looked confused.

‘My sister a kathoey.’

Still my face was blank.

‘She ladyboy. Very beautiful. I tell her you good fuck. Tight arse.’

I thanked him then he unlocked the door and I was on my way back to the car.

Driving home I remembered the card in my pocket so I pulled into the next service station. I took it out and noticed there was a photograph of his ‘sister’ on the back.

She did indeed look beautiful. Long black hair to her waist, a busty slim figure and a cute face with high cheek bones and full lips with a dazzling smile. ‘Plus a cock!’ I thought to myself.

That’s when my own cock started to get hard.