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My upper thighs were worked, the towel was removed and Mark started in on my butt cheeks. This time I had to adjust my penis to be under my belly, as Mark watched. I was curious at this point and asked him to do my glutes and upper thighs, turning over again.
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He then went on to say that since there was time left he could work on any problem areas or work on my hips and glutes. I mumbled an apology, however Mark said it happens to most guys and not to worry. Mark did much the same to my front, but me being conscious of my penis being half way up actually made it stiffer. Mark asked me to turn over, at which time I noticed I was semi-erect. After about twenty minutes I was in a relaxed state, oiled, warm, almost sleeping. Mark came back in after knocking, put on some music to my taste and began lightly at first, but I asked him to go for it and he began digging in to the sore places, almost painful, but not quite. I just went ahead and got naked, lay down on the table placing a towel over my lower back and butt. Explained that I could leave shorts on or go without clothes, provided towels for coverage and left the room for me to disrobe. I did a lot of lifting at the time, so I was fairly muscular, 6'2" and was quite a bit bigger than Mark. I went in and a rather skinny guy introduced himself as Mark and we quickly went over what I wanted and what was included, etc.
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At that time I just decided I'd take the rub down and delve into the fantasy later. The receptionist said they only have one male on shift at the time, but she'd be happy to reschedule if I wanted. I showed up and said I'd be more comfortable with a female masseuse. Of course I had a fantasy of a beautiful woman and a happy ending and more "Dear Penthouse Letters," style, but knew it was professional. I had a little extra cash and figured I would get a nice rub down at a place recommended by a friend. I had worked out a little too much and was pretty sore.