Cheating on My Girlfriend with a Masculine Masseuse: How I Lost My Anal Virginity

By Alex Hardin

I love my girlfriend, but I've had this secret fantasy about being massaged by another man for a long time. I'd masturbated thinking about it, watched gay porn, and even browsed male-only massage sites for special massages, but I'd never had the nerve to cheat on my girlfriend or go to one of these meetings. I'm not sure what was different, but after I saw Cesar's profile online, I couldn't resist the urge to at least get the kinks worked out of my muscles by him. As he reassured me that it's fine if I have an erection, he let me touch his before we oiled ourselves up and he gave me an internal massage as well...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charlie Bent
• Release date: Dec 29, 2016
• ISBN: 9781370661220

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Cheating on My Girlfriend with a Masculine Masseuse:

How I Lost My Anal Virginity

Alex Hardin

Smashwords Edition

Copyright © 2016, all rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 or older.

The eighth floor hallway of the hotel is eerily quiet. My footsteps are muffled against the thick, red carpet. My nerves are a little on edge as it is, and the harsh silence isn’t helping. Twice since I’ve gotten off the elevator, I’ve turned around and started to leave. Both times, I worked up the courage to keep going. This meeting has been a long time coming, and despite how scared I am, I don’t want to miss it.

Halfway down the hall, I stop in front of a mirror standing next to a tall plant. My eyes pass up and down my reflection, checking myself out. I have to admit that I don’t look all that bad. At 29, I’ve managed to keep a toned body, thanks to the hours I spend in the gym each week. My hand passes over my firm stomach, feeling the hard muscle. My jeans are a little tight, but I chose them for that reason. They really show off my strong legs and round ass. I figured they couldn’t hurt for tonight.

I continue walking down the hall closer to room 812. Earlier tonight, I was told to go to that room through a text message. It had taken me a couple days of texting to work up the balls to actually set up the appointment. But, I finally did, and after several text messages, the plans have been made.

This will be the first time I have ever done something like this. I have to admit that my curiosity has been peaked about it for years, but fear always stopped me from going through with it. I don’t know what made this time any