This is just a quick hit, I thought I'd share this warning about falling asleep in the sun.

Enjoy and please leave a comment.

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"Hey man, wake up,' somebody was kicking me in the hip," come on man, you're getting burned laying out here like this, wake up."

Huh, what?" I shook my head to clear the cobwebs. I could feel the burn starting to set in across my back, shit I had fallen asleep by the pool.

"Relax man, I've got some aloe, I'm going to rub it on your back and maybe it will take some of the burn away, you're pretty red." Whoever it was didn't wait for my approval and I flinched as the cool liquid drizzled across my back.

I lived in an old-style boarding house, room, and board in exchange for a very reasonable rent and a few chores. Ms. Marshall was a retired librarian who owned an old Victorian house toward the outskirts of town, depending on the month, she had between one and five boarders, for the past two months it had been just her and me. She was a delightful old woman with bright eyes and a generous smile and an excellent cook; I had a big room with expansive windows on the second floor overlooking the backyard and the Olympic sized pool that I was responsible for keeping clean. The rent was cheap and the food excellent, it was perfect for a waiter and burgeoning writer.

"You must be Charlie, Ms. Marshall said I'd find you out here," he was trying to distract me and when his hands touched my back I knew why, I was crispy. The aloe felt good and I could feel it starting to sooth the burn as he gently rubbed it into my skin flinching every now and then when he hit a hot spot or a place where I was ticklish.

I had to admit his hands felt nice working the lotion into my skin, he was taking his time, going slow, making sure he got every inch, "Ooh, somebody's tense," he found the first knot and pressed his thumb into the source of weeks of pain and irritation, I groaned and arched my back, "Let me work that out for you," I didn't protest.

First his thumbs and then the heel of his hand, I winced and groaned but could feel the knot start to give, when he used his elbow, I finally protested," fuck man," but the knot softened, and I immediately felt better. He continued rubbing the lotion into the burn, slowly moving lower and lower down my back.

"I like your suit," his voice melted into my ears, I wore my skimpiest speedo when I laid out by the pool to maximize my tan, he found another knot and went to work, I tried not to complain and had to admit it hurt pretty good.

"Yeah, I like to lay out by the pool, it helps with the stress, and the speedo gives me the smallest tan lines," I let out another loud groan as he attacked the muscle with his elbow.

"Well, from what I'm seeing, you've got plenty of stress, and definitely have the body for that speedo," I could almost feel him blushing, I knew I was. it was the second time he had mentioned it.

Running his thumbs up my spine, he stopped and pressed, I could feel the vertebrae slip back into place, "man, your back is a mess, you want me to keep going?"

"You can do whatever you want if it feels that good," I laughed, realizing I had just given a total stranger carte blanche to do whatever he wanted to me.

Another knot and two more vertebrae and he reached my pelvis, he added more lotion to my back and slowly rubbed it in, moving his hands up my sides and over my shoulder blades, before slowly moving out my arms, pulling the stress out of my body and softening the sunburn as he went. When he started massaging my hands, digging his thumbs into my palm, and working them out each finger in turn, I let out an audible moan and for some reason, felt the need to adjust the way I was laying, dammit, I was getting hard.

First my right arm and then my left, by the time he had done my left hand, I could feel myself leaking, whatever he was doing to me, I was getting too excited; but I didn't want him to stop.

Once more his gentle hands slid down my back, stopping to massage my spine just above my coccyx, when he slipped his fingers under my speedo, I lifted my hips without thinking. Closing my eyes as he slid them down my legs, I heard an audible sigh as he exposed my ass.

Fuck, what was I getting myself into?

"Damn, man, even your butt is tight," he dug his fingers into my cheeks, I moaned with a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Yeah, twenty miles on my bike this morning," I said in a half moan, "so what are you anyway, masseuse, Chiropractor?"

"Masseuse, studying to be a chiro, and right now, your best friend, like I said, your body is a mess," he laughed, and I smiled. Did he just whisper, 'yeah, a hot mess'?

All I knew was for the first time in a long time, my back wasn't tied in knots and I felt almost relaxed, his soothing baritone voice wasn't helping, it was almost hypnotic the way he was talking to me.

He worked my glutes one at a time, deep probing digs with his thumbs while his hands and fingers massaged and moved over them, it was almost sensual, and it felt so very good, I could hear someone moaning but wasn't sure if it were me or him, I didn't care.

Slowly he worked his way down my right thigh, working the soreness from my ride out of my muscles, I hadn't realized how tight they had gotten. His hands slid up my legs to my butt, his fingers accidentally grazing my balls as they moved back to my glutes, digging in once more, sending strange and wonderful feelings coursing through my body. A stream of lotion ran down my crack, with a single finger, he caught it, drawing it delicately back up the way it had come.

I could feel my sphincter pulsing, my cock had started to leak again, what the hell was going on? I should have been protesting, stopping him from touching me 'like that' but I wasn't, something deep inside me wanted it and it was getting stronger.

Slowly back down my thigh across my knee to my calf, working the aches and soreness from the muscles stopping only to address my other leg, "there you go, that feels so nice doesn't it?' his soft voice drifted through my head, lost in a cloud of strange feelings, I focused on just that, letting his voice be my anchor as that whirlwind of strange feelings sent shivers through my body.

Taking my foot in his hands he started with my big toe, working it hard, digging his thumbs in deep and pulling on each digit as he had my fingers, then the pad, next the arch, finally hitting my heel, as he worked his way to my ankle, massaging my heel with his fingers while his thumbs dug into my Achilles, I could feel my arousal growing.

Moving to my other foot, he started again. I could feel it happening and knew there was nothing I could do to stop it, I knew I didn't want to if I could, his thumbs pressed into my heel and slowly made their way up to my Achilles tendon, my body clenched, pleasure erupted from deep within, surging through me as I felt my cock pulsing underneath me, warm liquid polling under my stomach; fuck all he was doing was giving me a massage, rubbing lotion into my skin for my sunburn and I had experienced an incredible orgasm.

"Feel better?" he chuckled as his hands slid back up my legs to my ass, giving it a playful slap, " up on your knees, we need to stretch," I responded without thinking, "put your hands out in front of you like your reaching for something and then sit back on your feet," his hands slid up my back to my shoulders, pulling each arm back in turn and working my shoulder before gently setting it down in front of me.

"Now arch your back," he said softly," something in the back of my mind knew what was coming, but just like with my feet, I couldn't, no wouldn't do anything to stop it. Lifting myself up, I did as he asked arching my back and pushing my ass out, his hands were on my butt again, this time his thumbs were moving up and down my crack, spreading the slippery aloe all over my hole.

When the first finger slid inside me, I moaned and did nothing to resist, then the second joined it and I moaned louder, the third and gentle pressure on my prostate," oh shit yes," I heard the voice, it sounded like mine, but my mind was so clouded in pleasure I couldn't be sure.

I knew exactly what it was when I felt it, but instead of recoiling, instead of pulling away, I pressed back letting it push inside me. It hurt at first, my god it hurt so good, I wanted more. His hands on my hips he moved deeper inside me, pausing when I grimaced but never pulling out, "my god why doesn't he just fuck me?" I could hear the voice screaming in my head, I pushed back again.

"Oh yes," I heard him say, "you like this don't you?" I just nodded knowing that I had no words to describe what I had experienced at his hands, what I was feeling right now.

"Your first time?" he ran his hands up my back and kissed me just behind my left ear, I nodded again, adding a loud moan. Slowly in and out until I felt his balls nestled against my own, the feeling of fullness was incredible, I closed my eyes and moaned loudly.

"So, fucking tight," he groaned as he started moving in and out, long steady strokes, I caught myself moving in rhythm with him as the pleasure built from deep inside me, I could feel my cock harden again, dripping precum like a broken faucet, my god it was wonderful.

Harder and faster, he pushed all the way inside me pulling out until only his bulging head was left, only to drive his shaft balls-deep into my begging, aching ass once again. My entire body was on fire with an intense energy, my muscles started to spasm and I found it difficult to catch my breath. My second orgasm was more intense than the first, spraying hot sticky liquid all over the towel below me.

"That's my baby, you're loving this aren't you?" I mumbled something incoherent. He was fucking me now, there was no compassion, no tenderness, it was a primal hunger, he drove his cock into my ass harder and harder and I heard my own voice begging him to do it, it was as if I wasn't really there, but I felt every thrust, I craved every thrust, I needed every thrust, my god I was loving this.

"You're so fucking hot," he slapped my ass and shoved his cock as far inside me as it would go, grabbing my hips and holding me there, I could feel him pulsing inside me.

My mind started to clear as the tremors and shudders coursing through me started to fade, I felt him soften and slowly slide from my now gaping hole; I felt empty, I wanted him back inside me.

Collapsing into the sticky mess I had made on my towel, I turned over, the aloe had taken the bite out of my sunburn, his massage had relieved months and months of stress, the way he ravaged my ass hadn't been bad either.

I looked up, I had never looked at a man like this before, he was gorgeous and I wanted him, 6'3" or 6'4", broad shoulders, big brown eyes, shaggy brown hair, and an easy smile, I let my eyes wander down his body, just the right amount of body hair, enough to run my fingers through, covered a perfect chest and a nice tight six pack. Nestled above perfectly muscled legs, hanging nicely between his thighs was the source of my desire, I was having a hard time believing that something that big had just been inside me.

Looking up at him thinking, no hoping that it wasn't going to be the last time, "hi, thanks for that," I bit my lip and smiled," you must be Eric, Ms. Marshall told me you might be coming today."

The way he smiled back at me told me he hoped to be coming more than just once.

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