As the straight guy lays on the table, his mind is filled with anticipation and uncertainty. He feels the warm, experienced hands of the masseur gliding over his skin, igniting a fire in his loins. Every touch is electrifying, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his veins. He can feel his cock throbbing with desire, straining against his clothes. The masseur's fingers find their way to his inner thighs, teasingly brushing against his growing erection. The sensation is too much to bear - he wants more, he needs more. With each passing moment, the tension builds, the desire intensifies. Will the masseur finally offer what he so desperately craves? Or will he be left yearning for release?
