Andre of my fantasies

The rumors are true… there is a rare specimen over at Nature’s Green Spa. Andre stood effortlessly far out from the lineup of 10 men and perhaps over all the masseurs in the Kamias-Kamuning area.

The moment the mamasan presented her pride and joy, I could no longer veer my eyes away from the car crash that is Andre. There were other good looking masseurs in the lineup but this star shined the brightest. He was around 5’7 in height, medium to large frame with well-developed pectorals, bulging biceps, v-shaped torso, and a thin waist. He has a smooth skin and no tattoos. I could not stop salivating. I was so excited about the possibilities with this fine gentleman that I wasted no time and told the mamasan of my obvious choice.

Introductions were pleasant. He was well-mannered and smiled a lot. He then took off his pants and delivered the massage, to my disappointment, with a shirt and white briefs on.

The massage was in a word - pathetic. I guess in his mind he never really needed to excel in this department since he had other assets to bank on. Adequate force was applied however on the wrong pressure points. Strokes were short and pointless. I never felt relax over the course of this supposed ‘massage’. Pacing was a little hurried but then again I had a hard time believing he was really giving a massage. I felt like a steak being poked and prodded to see if it’s cooked. He did not tease any of my erogenous zone or give me the pleasure of konting chansing on his private parts. No attempt was made to make the massage feel a little naughty before the ES.

I learned that he started working in this business around November 2010. He lives in San Mateo and seldom goes to the spa (I doubt this is true.) He use to join Bikini Open and had won first place in the past. He’s 25 years old. (Are they all 25 years old?)

As soon as the luke warm attempt at a massage was over, he then asked me if I would avail of his ES. He took off his shirt and briefs. He started jacking me off while I fondled his family treasures. I then instructed him to lie down as I licked and playfully bit his nipples. He lay there motionless with eyes closed. I started to work my way to his asset. He had a wonderfully fragrant genital area. I sucked his dick until it grew to about average size. I have to give him credit, whatever he lacks in skill he makes up in looks, and what a sight he was. He refused to blow his load so I told him to assume the prone position which at first he was reluctant but later on agreed after I assured him that his anus would remain unviolated. I then proceeded to give him an intracrural fuck.

Overall, I’d have to say I’m not entirely satisfied but not entirely disappointed either. He didn’t exactly deliver a good service but… it’s just that he’s so damn good looking I cannot say I am not craving for more.

Chameleon scale:

Angry

Will I come back for seconds? Perhaps... not