I was in my mid 20’s, married, and in grad school. My wife was teaching math in middle school and was consumed by her job - up early, prepping, grading homework, in bed early, exhausted on the weekends. When she went to bed, I would go to my friend Chris’ apartment, hang out with him and his roommate, drink beer and smoke pot. One evening Chris' roommate was spending the night at his girlfriend's apartment, so it was just him and me. His girl friend had moved out of state for a job months earlier. He was working as a chef and that night he said he’d had an especially hard day and that his back was very sore. I offered to massage his back, so he put a couple blankets on the floor, laid down, I started rubbing him, and he groaned as I hit the sore muscles. So, I knelt next to him and rubbed his back for quite a while.

I told him I could do a better job if he took his shirt off. He said that he’d feel weird unless I took my shirt off as well, so I did. I rubbed him and was able to really work the muscles. Chris told me there was some massage oil in the bathroom so I got up to get it. When I got back, I straddled his body and sat on his thighs so that I was better positioned. He loved what I was doing as I used the oil, he told me places to rub, and asked me to get his lower back. I tried but his jeans and belt were in the way so I told him to take off his pants and I took mine off. I got astride his body again and really worked his lower back, rubbing my thumbs into the sore muscles, and slipping my hands under the waist band of his underpants. He gasped and then groaned, said that’s the spot.

I tugged his underwear down to make it easier to get to the muscles and he said that I was finally getting the sorest part of his back and that I needed to got even lower down. I said that he’d have to take his underpants off for me to do that. So he let me slip his underwear down his legs and over his feet. Again, since his had come off, I took off mine as well. I got back on him, rubbed his very lower back, and grabbed the cheeks of his ass and squeezed and massaged them. He moaned and asked for more. I rubbed his lower back and then reached up to his shoulders rubbing down his entire back, working the lower back, and massaging his butt. As I reached up to get his upper back, my dick would rub against his ass which felt great and my dick began to stiffen. Chris didn’t notice or at least didn’t say anything about it. 

I slid down his legs rubbed his butt and began massaging his thighs, and then his calves and feet. My dick was fully erect and I held it against the soles of his feet as I massaged him. After reaching his feet I worked back up his legs and, rather than straddling him, I got between his legs and spread them further and further apart as I worked up his legs. I worked the muscles of his inner thighs and felt my hands brush against his balls; rather than objecting, he moaned. I rubbed his ass and then reached up to get to work on his neck and upper back, so I slid up so that I was against his ass, and my hot and hard dick slid through his butt crack as I reached up to his shoulders. I began leaning forward and putting more and more of my body against his as I rubbed him. 

I slid back to again work his legs and this time I straddled one of his legs so that my dick was rubbing against his thigh and calf. I worked the muscles of his his inner thighs, rubbed his asshole, and slid my hands up to cup and fondle his nuts. He has moaning and obviously enjoying it as much I was or maybe even more. I slid my hands up, took ahold of his cock, fondled it, and stroked it. I was loving it and so was he. As I stroked his cock and fondled his balls, his body tensed I could feel him push back against my dick, I stroked his cock faster and he shuddered and had an explosive orgasm. He filled my hands with his cum. 

I got up to clean my hands and we both felt totally ill at ease and embarrassed. He got up and said that he needed to take a shower. I wanted to get in the shower with him, but I wasn’t brave to say so. Instead I got dressed and left. My erection throbbed in my pants as I drove home and walked up the stairs. As soon as I was inside, I went in the bathroom and masturbated thinking about what we had done. I had an amazing orgasm and wished that I was again with Chris, fondling his cock until he came.