Sowing Seeds E13 | I spoil my straight friend with a massage (Patreon)

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I woke up suddenly, a little sweaty, and with my heart already pounding. It was the kind of wake-up with a sense of panic.

Straight away, I get up and go over to Todd’s room. His door isn't closed all the way so I push it open slowly. 

Oh thank god. I breathe once I realize he's alone. I had a dream where he ended up bringing that girl from last night home. 

Todd’s sprawled on his stomach, with the blanket covering everything but his right leg. At the foot of the bed, there's a pile of clothes. It kinda seems like he passed out as soon as he got in the room.  That was pretty much my story too, except I had a belly full of his cum. 

I'm so glad I'm the one that got it and not that random girl. 

Relieved that my dream wasn't true, I went back to bed. The next time I opened my eyes, it was daylight. I heard his door creak open, and I sat up to wake myself up. 

Yeah, we drank too much last night. I blink hard as I fight against the nauseating feeling. Mouth as dry as the desert, I slip on a pair of pajama pants and go to the kitchen to get something to drink. 

“Oh wow.” Todd's bare ass was not the first thing I expected to see. His head is tilted back as he gulps down a whole glass of water. 

“I can't find my underwear,” he says as he puts the glass down. “Last night was crazy.” 

They’re at the end of your bed. I think to myself as I grab a glass. I squeeze beside him and the counter to grab the water pitcher. 

He smells like what you might expect from a man who danced most of the night away. A mix of sweat, alcohol, and other people's colognes and perfumes. 

“Did you have a good time last night?” Todd reaches over to give me a sideways hug and his scent intensifies as his bare pit scratches my shoulder. 

“Yeah.” Up close like this, I can smell his natural scent underneath everything else. It’s so him. It could just be the hangover talking, but he smells pretty damn sexy.

“Good. Thanks for bringing me here.” He ruffles my hair before letting me go. “Fuck, I'm hungover, dude. Rich people know how to party.” 

“Yeah.” I didn't have anything more interesting to say. He's leaner in the morning, with his abs looking ultra defined under the light brown fur. 

Is it rude to stare at his cock? It's right there. A hungover blowjob? He wouldn't say no to that, and I think a shot of protein could cure my headache too. 

“I'm going to take a shower if you don't need the bathroom,” Todd says as he pours himself another glass of water.  

“Sure, yeah.” I kick myself for not asking, but I didn’t want to seem creepy.

While he's in the shower, I scroll through the resort services on my phone. I have no intention of being out on the beach today, and I don't think Todd does either. When he comes out of the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, I let him know what I booked. 

“We're going to get massages.” 

“Fuck YEAH, rich boy!!!” Todd tightens the towel knot in front. His damp brown hair is pushed back, making him look like an old-school model. “That sounds so nice right now.” 

“Good.” I smile at his reaction. He's cute with a little more facial hair than usual too. 

“When do we have to be ready?” 

“They come to us. They'll be here soon.” 

The two pretty ladies come with their gear and set up two tables in the living room space. They leave the room for us to lay down.

“What's the rule here? Should I put on my underwear?” 

Hell no. “I always do it naked. They don't mind.” 

Todd shrugs and takes off his towel. Laying down first, his buns look perfectly baked as he gets comfortable on his stomach. I stare for a couple seconds longer before undressing and laying down too. 

Straight guys have so much ass for no reason. 

The ladies come back and dim the lights. The massage starts and I enjoy their fingers rubbing away my headache. It’s a full body massage, and I almost doze off by the end of it. 

“We'll be outside. Just let us know when you're ready and we'll come pack up our things.” Her gentle voice brings me back to awareness. 

“That was incredible,” Todd says with a soft sigh, face obviously still in the hole. I lift my head to see the profile of his muscular body, now shiny with massage oil. 

“I'm glad you liked it.” I flip around to lay on my back. I still have a headache but my body feels like it's floating. “I can book us another one if you want.” 

“I don't even want to get up,” he says, laying motionless. “Hey, did she touch your butt too?” 

“Yeah.” It is a full body massage after all. 

“Like, did she spend a lot of time there? I felt like she was there for a good half of the time.” 

I look at his perfectly perky ass and chuckle. I don't blame her. “I guess she wants a good tip.” 

“Yeah, maybe… that was a first for sure.” 

“Did you like it?” 

“Yeah, I got a little excited. I'm glad she didn't ask me to turn around,” Todd says. 

That got me excited. He likes to have his ass played with? I get off the bed and get a closer look at his buttcheeks. They look a tiny bit red from the pressure put on them.

Grabbing them must be nice. 

“Feels weird to have my crack looked at though,” he says. I’m sure he knows I'm staring right now, even though his face is still in the hole. 

“How did she massage you?” 

“There was a lot of squeezing.” He laughs, and his cheeks jiggle. “I think you're right about her wanting a tip.”

“But you liked it?” The urge to touch him is so great. 

“Yeah, it was nice.” 

“Do you want a little more?” 

Silence, and he doesn't move. 

“Is that what you want to do? Okay. Just not…inside, you know.” Todd says. His butt betrays his nerves as he clenches subconsciously. 

“Okay.” I grab the massage oil and dispense some directly onto both cheeks. It rolls slowly off him and I scoop it up from the side of his legs to push it back. 

His glutes are so tight. 

I've touched his butt before, so I don't know why he's still nervous. I guess I haven't looked directly into it like this. 

It's fucking hot. I squeeze them, moving them together and apart so I can see the dark hair that lines the crevice. 

His muscles relax in my hand and turn to putty, and I increase my pressure slightly to see if I can get a moan out of him. 

“You're not bad at this,” he says with a light tone. 

“Yeah?” I'm completely turned on his two meaty cheeks in my hands. The things I would do to this man if he let me… 

“Yeah, it’s nice.” 

I open him up, looking closely at the pink furry hole. My hands glide outwards, and his thick cheeks close the view as my fingers slide away. I do it again, mesmerized by the way his ring puckers as it gets exposed to the air. 

I do it again, because I want to see it.

I do it again, because he obviously likes it.

I do it again, because I want to memorize what it looks like for my fantasies later. 

A polite knock brings me out of my trance, and I remember that the masseuses are still outside. 

“Time’s up, I guess,” Todd says as he lifts himself from the table. I back up with my oily hands while he turns himself around. 

Fuck… his half erect cock flops as he sits on the bed. 

“Can I?” I must be almost drooling as I stare at the way his cock waves.

“Huh? Oh.” He looks down at his semi-boner. “We should let them pack up, shouldn't we?” 

“Yeah.” I breathe, imagining my slippery fist closing around his shaft. I could make him so hard right now. I could make him blow a great load. 

I think he knows it too. Without touching, I see his dick become a little harder, ticking its way upwards like a clock hand. 

“Maybe later?” He leans back on the table, showing me his hardening cock as he reaches for his underwear. 

Later.