Gay Erotic Stories

FROM PART 1 I woke up at 7:45, well actually the phone woke me up, it was "THE HEALER" calling to confirm that i was still coming. Damn, just my luck, hangover, and no fucking car. I told him no, and apologized as much as i could, hoping that he understood. He was so polite and understanding...he said well next time you come to Atlanta, give him a call and make an appointment. He also said he looked forward to giving me a massage and that he hoped i enjoyed the rest of my stay in Atlanta and said his goodbyes.

I felt real bad about cancelling the appointment...Sorry Marvin I thought. When i get back home to Bahamas tomorrow, I am going to go on his profile and apologize again.

I sent Marvin a message on A4A and said again how sorry i was for breaking the appointment. I also explained to him that i was not about games and that i will be back to Atlanta and i promised that i would book an appointment with him. I told him that it would be the first night i get there.

A few days later there was a message from The Healer in my inbox on A4A...so i anxiously opened it, waiting to see what Marvin replied. I was expecting a negative response and braced myself for the message. I had to take a quick look at his pictures again and read his profile, and it had the same affect on me...i wanted a massage from him...just a massage...I told Carlita...you know he thinks i only book a massage to get fucked. He tells me, girl please, you know you only want to get fucked... You are a whore...i tell him i am a Connoisseur girl, get it right. "I have a great deal of knowledge about fine dick". We both laugh out loud.

Here is The Healer's message to me on A4A:

Jason, I too am sorry we could not meet for a massage. Don't worry, i had another client who i had cancelled to give you a massage...i called him and everything worked out. The next time you come to Atlanta i will be here with these magic fingers to provide the healing that you need. Remember, after a massage with me, you will be rejuvenated. See you then.

Wow, i thought...he is a good sales person. I am sure he was fucking pissed that a client cancelled and he had to call to find out. But you would never know from his message. This, got me hooked again and i said ok..book another appointment with this guy.

I sent a reply to The Healer and let him know i was returning on February 20 for my 48th birthday and needed a massage the night i get in Atlanta. I asked if 7:30 pm was a good time on the 20th. My flight got in at 5pm and i should be able to get to the hotel in good time. I told him i dont want anything to happen to make me miss this appointment, as i still felt bad. I asked him what should i expect and if i had to have anything there for him to do the massage.

Here is The Healer's message to me on A4A: Jason, I have the healing touch for you and will be there for you at your hotel on February 20th... Since it will be your birthday, i will give you a lil birthday gift at the end of the massage. See you then. M

I smiled at his response and was pleased to get another chance to be "healed". What he mean by a "lil birthday gift" at the end of the massage. This guy is really a nice guy, i did not mention that it was my birthday to get any special treatment, but hey...i can say thank you real fast...plus, i have not had a birthday gift from a man in years, i know he is only the masseuse but hey, he is a man. You know i had to say that to Carlita when i called and told her what "The Healer" had wrote. He said, "that man going to fuck you and you know thats what you want...his dick is the gift." HE IS NOT AN ESCORT...he is a masseuse and thats all i want is a massage...you are not right...i shoot back at Carlita.

Happy New Year!!! 2011 I want this year to be all about me...i do and do and do for everybody and it is time to do me. I am going to be happy this year doing just what the hell i want. My new years resolution is to learn how to put two specific letters together and say NO, NO, NO, NO... they tell me practise makes perfect, so, NO, NO, NO, NO... mmm i like the sound of that. When someone asks me to do something I am going to say no...

Happy Birthday Jason, enjoy your day and have a safe trip...keep those condoms near and the lube wet...cause u got 48 years to celebrate and how many dicks you going to put up that cake. Shut up Carlita, you know you wrong. I am not going to get 48 dicks and you know it, that is way too many. I might get 4 or 8 and if i am lucking i can add the 4 and 8 and get 12...we both laughed out loud. We better stop, we don't need none of these people here knowing our business, i am a college professor...i have a reputation to keep. "Yeah and you know you have dick to get and you need to icing that cake, Fuck these people"...Carlita said without a worry in the world. I must get on this flight, see you later and you enjoy yourself....i will call you when i get to the hotel. Remember i have a massage with "The Healer" tonight at 7:30 for an hour. I will call you right after that... I will also tell the gang you said hello and that you will be up in March for Al's birthday.

You know these airline seats need to be a lil bit bigger and with more leg room. But i guess i won't complain, the steward is sexy and has been given me the eye everytime he walks by. I thought he was sexy and told him it was my birthday, when he asked about my trip. I thanked him for the small bottle he gave me...you know he had a wise crack when he gave it to me. He said he hopes this will be enough for me. I did not miss a beat, told him that it will have to do now, but it won't fill the space like a 40 ounce would. He smiled and kept on going to do his job.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are on our final approach into the Atlanta area, please pull your seats up and get ready for a smooth landing today. His voice is so sexy on that intercum...damn, he had me thinking.... made my dick hard. I was in an aisle seat close to the front, so i saw him as he said the message and he looked dead in my eyes when he said "INTERCUM". He bad, we are landing and there are too many people on this airline for me to start my membership in the "Mile High Club", cause this black man got me all horny and shit.

My dick was rock hard, bulging out of these jeans that i was wearing...Carlita picked the jeans out and organized my outfit today, so i felt real sexy. The steward came over to me and said, I hope you get your 40 ounces in Atlanta and that everything gets filled. I smiled wide...mainly because as he said that to me, he noticed the imprint in my jeans and he said, can i get that for you. He was wrong....., you know i had a cup and the left overs from the cookies they give you on the flight. I gave him the cup and let my hand linger on his. I took my hand from his and began to adjust my dick...this was getting fun. Oh, the couple sitting next to me had gone to use the bathroom before they had an "accident"...they were a nice couple who kept me company. I can play this game too, i thought. It was now his turn, the ball was in his court to do something.

The landing was smooth as it was announced earlier and i immediately turned my phone on and sent a text to "The Healer" to let him know that i had just landed and that i have to go get a car after getting my luggage. I told him i should be at the hotel in about an hour. Oh, forgot to mention that the flight was delayed and it looks like i would get to the hotel just after my appointment should have started.

I am glad I am at the front of the plane today, i can get off and get my things and head to the hotel as fast as i could. I don't like being late, and i had "The Healer" waiting. As i get my luggage out of the overhead bin, i see the steward smiling and greeting people as they leave the plane. As i approach him, he continues to be himself, says have a nice trip to me and reaches out to shake my hand...smiling he says, let me know if i can help with getting that 40 ounces that you need. I say ok and walk off the plane. He is crafty and must have done this before. In his hand was a paper with his name on it....he also wrote, i can't give you 40 but i can give you 10 thick uncut inches of black dick...call me and he had his number with a smile next to it. This man is good and I am going to continue to fly DELTA. It will no longer mean (Dont Ever Leave The Airport) but will now mean to me... Dick Every Landing, Takeoff, Available. I will call him while in Atlanta and see what he has to offer. I smile and make my way to get my luggage, and off to get a car...both transactions were quick and now i am pulling into the hotel. Good thing the hotel was close to the airport.

Two people in line before me, this should be fast. I have to get to the hotel room and shower before the masseuse comes. I look out the corner of my eye and see someone carrying a large object, they stop and sit on a bench outside the hotel. I receive a text and that man is "The Healer" he says he has his eye on me and that soon as i get my room he will be up.

I am in room 312, come on up. Knock, Knock...he was there in no time, since i was late, he was waiting for me in his car for about 20 minutes. Once again, feel bad...this is not working out the way it should. First i cancel an appointment, then i am late. "That is ok Jason, don't worry about it, your HEALER is hear and you will be rejuvenated into a deep relaxation, and this is a promise, and about that lil birthday gift, how you want it." Marvin said in his sexy baritone voice... I detect an accent there and ask him...he says he is from Jamaica. "Oh fuck, i have a weakness for Jamaicans, damn, damn, damn, my knees go weak and my ass starts to sing...TOUCH ME PLEASE, TOUCH ME PLEASE, TOUCH ME PLEASE..." i think all this to myself, i can't let this man know what i was thinking. Yes, I only wanted a massage, but seeing him, damn, and hearing his voice, shit, i wanted to be fucked, forget the massage. Get a grip Jason, you are here for a massage...I had to control my ass, it was taking over my thoughts.

I excuse myself to jump in the shower while Marvin sets up the table. The water on my body felt so damn good i wanted to stay in there a little longer, but the music and the aroma coming from the room loored me into its trance. I walked in wrapped in a towel and was instructed to lay face down on the table. Marvin asked if he could use my bathroom and i said yes.

This table is nice and warm, i thought as i laid face down, naked on the table. I threw the towel on the side and started to fall into a deep relaxation mood, waiting patiently for my healer to come out of the bathroom. i wonder if he is going to come out naked...i wish i wish i want i want...and that was only my ass talking. Marvin came out the bathroom fully clothed and i breathed out, fuck. He asked what did i say, and i can't remember what i said, but whatever i said worked.

He put his hand on the middle of my back and spoke softly to me telling me to lay there, breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out and relax...listen to the music and feel the heat of the table...close your eyes and surrendor all control to me. NO, came to my mind, but my ass and dick took over and said girlfriend, you better shut the fuck up and sit in your damn corner...we are in control today and our answer is yes to THE HEALER, he can have me and take control of me. So i laid down, on my journey to being completely relaxed, listening to some music that eased my burdens. The aroma in the room was intoxicatingly pleasant and rejuvenating. My ass did not even feel as tight as it was. This man is good.

I feel Marvin's hand remove from my back and i hear a slight ruffling to my right...i lift my head slowly and to my delight see the back of THE HEALER'S ass, he was taking off his clothes... mmmmmmm i will take that as part of my gift, i thought.

This massage was taking me to places i have not been in a long time. He applied pressure to the upper portion of my right leg, gently kneeding those tight areas as he went up to my lower back. He repositioned his hand and replaced it with his elbow and began to work my lower back in circular motions, being careful not to apply too much pressure. "Is that too much", he asked. I said no, and thought, i wish that was his dick on my lower back, making a track down to my ass, where it would find warmth.

I could feel every move he made as he walked around the table and started working on my other leg, this time starting from the top. He moved his elbow over my ass and let his hand touch my upper back moving slowly down the middle of my back...apply pressure as it moved down. I can feel that he has all 5 fingers and each one did something to my back...he had a special touch, yes those fingers were magical.

I kept my focus on those 5 fingers, pressing and circling on my lower back, as the circle got wider and wider until all fingers were going over my ass around to my back and then again. He was not touching me, it felt like he was healing me and losening every tight muscle. With the other hand i feel him slowly pulling my legs apart, in the same speed his other hand is making circular motions on my back and upper ass. As my legs open wider, i feel a slight breeze enter my ass and thought i felt some liquid leak out of my ass...mmmm...what is this????? Damn this man's touch is making my ass leak. His hands are not even touching my ass hole and he has my ass leaking. Marvin whispers in my ear and asks me if i am comfortable and it there was any special area i needed touched. I said no and told him that he is doing a good job and that i want to be healed. He said your healer is here and as he said that i felt is fingers move wider and slower on their circular motion to go directly over my now wet ass hole, wow it felt so damn good, but did not last long enough. This man knew what he was doing and was priming me for something better to cum...i am sure.

THE HEALER, continued his massaging/healing efforts on my other leg and finished the back side with a gentle massage of both my feet. Even on my feet, his touch did something to my ass...wow...

All finished on your back, turn over so THE HEALER CAN TOUCH YOUR FRONT... who was i to say no, so over i turned, exposing all of my HARD dick for the healer to see. I felt his hand start to caress my upper chest, continuing with those circular motions, that i later found out was his "special touch" that started the "healing" process. Next on his special touch were my nipples, and yes as he circled over each nipple, my dick got hard...mmmmm that feels good, i remember thinking. His touch was migical and he was slow down just as he approached each nipple to give me a jolt of electricity through my body. Damn this was hot and his touch on my nipples was making my dick precum, and that has never happened before. I am not one to precum but today, liquid was coming out and wetting the head of my dick. Marvin noticed this and whisper in my ear saying that he will wipe it up for me...he only used his hand to wipe my dick of its precum. There those 5 magical fingers go working my dick with every gentle touch, light at first but as more precum came out, he applied more pressure until he was jerking on my dick...wow,,, this was good. He jerked my dick slowly as his other hand found its way at the base of my dick on a slow track to my wet ass hole. He now had me in his hands and my dick and my ass was being healed and there was nothing i could or wanted to do to stop this.

He whispered in my ear that my ass was nice and wet and that my dick was hard and warm and that he hopes i enjoy my lil birthday gift. I smiled, realising that this was my birthday gift. I was so transfixed on my ass and dick that i did not realise that his soft dick was resting on my hand. I slowly grabbed it, thinking that he was going to stop and pull away...but he did not, he continued to slowly jerk me and push another finger in my ass, opening me up and loosening me up for more...i hoped...maybe a BIGGER gift was going to be inserted in my ass.

THE END OF THIS PART OF MAGIC FINGERS (sorry no sex was in this one either...it only worked out that way, not planned)

Part 3 coming soon. In part 3, I return to Atlanta for another "healing" and am healed once again. This man has the touch and i am not going to let it go.

Send me a message and let me know if you liked the story and if i should continue. cumfeelthelove@hotmail.com Jason

(In college, i had a dildo and i named it Jason...damn Jason was faithful and dependable...i miss him ;-)