I had never experienced a sexual encounter with another man but I couldn't stand it anymore, I was so horny for cock, just the word excited me. I was 22 years old, pretty sure I was straight. He was in good shape, 5'10 maybe, tanned with brown hair, late forties-ish and was wearing a t-shirt with red volleyball shorts and bare feet. He told me the price and I paid cash of course. I was way too nervous to seriously consider taking him up on a sensual massage even though that's what I so desperately wanted so we went through the motions of a deep tissues massage.
Once inside his townhouse he told me about his massage therapy rates, there were 3 styles of massages he offered and the third was a 'Swedish Sensual' style, which was the most expensive but really only something like $20 more than the deep tissue massage. I was so nervous, I almost didn't get to the door. I found him in the classifieds, this was in the late 90's, long before internet and the kind information I was looking for was hard to come by for a naive but sexually charged 22 year.
