Spunk Worthy says: Drew’s only experiences with happy ending massages were limited to basically foreplay. Not that he hadn’t hoped for more when he’d gone in for a “regular” massage in the past; it just didn’t seem to be in the cards.
When I told him he could get one here, and make some money doing it, he gave it some thought and decided to take the leap. He’d never done anything with a guy before, so I asked how he was feeling about it.
“I’m just going with the flow,” he replied in a nonchalant tone. But he admitted that the cash certainly helped grease the wheels.
Whatever his motivation, Drew’s cock was on board for the ride. After a few tugs it sprung into its full glory. And having saved up for 2 days before the shoot, there’s no wonder why Drew was ready for some release.
With massage oil dripping off his balls, I ramped up the tempo until Drew’s face gave away the goal that was about to be made.
“I’m gonna fucking cum… here it comes”
Drew’s stomach was spattered with dabs of thick jizz that left him breathless, but a broad grin grew on his face a few seconds later.
“I’m much happier now,” he said with a laugh.
