Respectable Mr. Straight Gets Fisted in the Health Spa: Taken From the ‘Straight Guys in Gay Saunas’ Series

By Tosh Turner

The latest in the ever popular series of Straight Guys in Gay Saunas, and Ben the massage therapist is back on the job again, this time with a nighbor of his, William, who one day asked Ben about his Health Spa and booked in for an appointment. William is a quiet, respectable, businessman, divorced and newly single, but with a secret desire that almost knocks Ben off his feet when he finds out.

William is hesitant at first, lying naked apart from a small towel to cover his glory, on the massage couch, in two minds if he should or he shouldn't.  But Ben's magic touch is too much to resist, leaving William with no choice but to ask, even demand a personal service that Ben just can't believe.

This is 'straight to gay' sex at its hottest, most seductive and most riveting; definitely not the normal 'hearts and flowers' type of read, and strictly aimed at broadminded adults and over 18's only. Looking for something special? Something that won't disappoint? You just found it!  One handed reading guaranteed. Scroll down to order now.

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tosh Turner
• Release date: May 1, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393678137

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Respectable Mr. Straight Gets Fisted in the Health Spa

Taken From the ‘Straight Guys in Gay Saunas’ Series

William's eyes met mine and I knew he was going to say it. I could feel it in the hesitation, the way he glanced away from my face and down to where my hand was wrapped around him, not moving, waiting for his decision, though we both knew what it would be. At least I did even if he didn’t.

Oh shit.... He breathed, still staring down, swallowing hard. Don't. No.. Don't...... He said again, huffing out a breath. No.Don't stop.

I'd won. I always did, but sometimes the clients needed a little push. But William surprised me, though; he wasn't one I'd ever thought would fight me over it.

I'd known William for a while now. Or well, I suppose ‘known’ wasn't quite the right way to put it. We were acquaintances, nodding acquaintances in the sense that we lived in the same apartment building and occasionally said hello at the mailbox. That was as close to ‘knowing’ each other as we got, but that's how it was with most of my neighbors. The neighbors in this city tended to keep to themselves, shutting themselves up in their own space and watching TV or texting or facebooking until the small hours of the morning.

William was just like the rest of them who come in this Spa except that he put his hand over mine when I started to stroke his prick. That made him unique; no other guy who came in here did that. William liked to help me jerk him off.

I was surprised that he’d actually bothered to come and make an appointment after I gave him my business card one evening at the mail box. I didn't normally tend to give out my card to people I hardly knew since you never really knew what might happen if they took you up on the offer and then crap happened as it sometimes does with these guys, but something had told me I should do it that day, when I'd come home from work exhausted from the amount of clients we'd had that day.

I'd almost staggered to the mailbox, was just unlocking it with my key and thumbing through the pile of junk mail stuffed inside when