Author’s Note: Since all of my other stories on this site are heterosexual, I would like to emphasize that this story falls under the transgender and cross-dressing category as it involves explicit sex between male and transgender characters. If this content might offend or upset you, please stop reading immediately. I’m happy to receive criticism about writing style, plot, etc., but it doesn’t have to be because you personally disagree with a character’s sexual orientation. That said, if you’re still with me, I hope you enjoy this story.
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It’s been a long, hard day at work, and the tension is mounting as the project deadline approaches. David knew he needed to relax, but his partner Ellie was also stressed from work, and neither of them had the patience to calm the other down. David soaked himself in a bubble bath with his book for almost an hour, but it didn’t help, he couldn’t calm down.
Eventually, David threw the book in frustration and dried himself off while thinking about what to do next. As he dried himself off, he thought about the new massage center he saw in a storefront in the next suburb. A massage would be perfect, he thought, and checked his watch next to the basin. It was just 8.30 am and hopefully they would still be open long enough for him to get an hour’s massage.
David gets regular massages, but the girl he goes to doesn’t work after seven, so he sometimes tries other places but is usually disappointed.
According to David’s experience, there are three types of massage. Some like his usual kind where it’s all business and you get a good massage but absolutely nothing else, then sometimes there are proper massages with naked or semi-naked masseurs and the famous “happy ending” oily hand job and the last one is this front desk at an illegal brothel, where you are given a few touches of the massage, and then asked if you want “extra services”. In the last kind of place, the massage sucks and usually the woman is past her prime, barely speaks English, and is no fun at all.
David went into the break room to tell Ellie he was going out. She was watching a show on “CSI” (Ellie once asked him who composed the theme song, and he said “yes”, which completely confused her), and she was so engrossed she didn’t even recognize him.
As he started the car and turned down the street, David wondered where he was going. It was new and he didn’t know much about it, but the massage sign was so big and obvious that people thought it was legitimate. David hoped they would provide a good massage because that was what he needed.
After parking the car, David walked along a row of closed shops to the only lighted window, through a white door into a small reception area. He heard a bell ring from behind, announcing his arrival. There was a small reception counter behind which was a curtained door that led to the back of the store. The light blue walls were three-quarters high, and the cubicles were lit by lights that were only slightly brighter than the dim bulb above his head. There were a few old chairs in the corner for those who wanted to wait.
David looked at the counter. There was a business card holder with business cards and a small bell showing the details of the place. On the wall was an anatomy diagram highlighting the muscles of the human body along with a brief price list.
Half-hour relaxing full-body massage: $45.
One-hour relaxing full-body massage: $75.
Offer a gift certificate.
Opening hours: 11 am to 9 pm.
David looked at his watch, it was 8.50. Just made it.
Conditions looked better. From what David saw, this was a real business and not just a brothel, and now he was in desperate need of a relaxing massage rather than a rushed and uninteresting blowjob or intercourse.
David was about to go ahead and ring the doorbell when a girl came in through the curtain. She saw him and jumped.
“Sorry,” she said, obviously surprised, “I didn’t hear the bell, I just came to lock the door.”
She was tall, maybe five foot eight inches, and she had always had long legs. White pointy-toed heels with straps that went around the calves, along with white stockings, are very sexy. David had never seen masseuses wear these shoes before, most of them opting for practical flats. Well, he thought, until she got on my back. Her ash-brown blonde hair fell over her shoulders, giving her a “I’m working hard today” look, but that didn’t make her look any less beautiful, just more natural. She wore a white short uniform and had a small green tag pinned to her chest that said “Jade.” David thought to himself, I like tall, slim blondes who are very sensual and confident but sometimes not very forceful when it comes to massage, and I’m a fairly big guy who likes a good firm massage.
“Hey,” she replied, “I really need a massage tonight Jade.”
She furrowed her brows, then looked down at her name tag, realizing how he knew her name.
“No,” she said, and again stuck her head out of the curtain. David suddenly saw a very beautiful rounded back, and the hem of the white tight skirt was high enough to show the top of the stockings.
“Julie,” Jade called, “there’s a guy here who wants a massage, would you mind staying while I give him a massage?”
“Okay, honey.” The reply came from a melodious, slow and sexy voice.
Wow, David thought, phone sex is possible, just those words piqued my interest.
Jade turned around and caught him staring at her ass and legs. She blushed when he turned away in embarrassment and tugged uselessly at the hem of her uniform.
“How long do you want it for?” Jade asked harshly.
“An hour if that’s alright,” David mumbled, hoping he hadn’t bothered her too much.
“Beautiful,” Jade replied. “I’ll just lock the door.”
She walked past him, leaving a slight scent of perfume. Jade closed the door and turned on two light switches, the first turning off the sign and the second turning off the light above David’s head. Jade held his hand in the semi-darkness of the night.
“This way.” She said, leading him through the curtains and into a dimly lit hallway. There were three doors on the cubicle-style wall to the left, obviously a massage room, and at the end of the hall there was a door directly across the wall. Jade led him into the first massage room. There is a low wattage light on the ceiling just above the massage table, the room is quite dark, and the top of the massage table has a hole to put the head through. There were towels around the headboard and on the table. A chair in the far corner looked to match the chairs in the reception area, and a shelf on the wall held oils, towels, and lighted candles. In the other far corner was a small CD player playing soft relaxing music. The wall featured poster prints of a waterfall and forest. The floor is carpeted and the room is cozy but slightly warm, perfect for a relaxing massage.
“What’s your name?” Jade asked, turning to him.
“David,” he replied. He never knew what it meant to make up names during massages, so he always used his real name.
“Okay, David, $75,” Jade said, her deep blue eyes shining, and she suddenly smiled again. David thought her smile was very pretty.
He reached into his wallet and pulled out the bills. $75 for the actual massage was expensive, but he didn’t care, it was too late to go anywhere else.
“Put the clothes on the chair and lie face down on the table.” Jade said as she took the money. Then she walked out, closing the door behind her.
David took off his clothes as instructed and lay down. He heard murmurings from the back of the shop, but he couldn’t make out what they were saying. He let the music take over him and slowly began to relax.
The door opened and closed, and then Jade was beside him.
“You’ve never been here before,” she said, more as a statement than a question.
“No,” he said through the hole in his head on the floor.
“Would you like a towel to restrain you while I rub your back?” he asked.
“No, thank you,” he replied calmly.
“Do you like a hard massage or a soft one?” Jade asked.
“It’s hard,” he replied.
“Be sure to tell me if it’s too hard or too soft,” Jade said.
David heard the sound of the oil bottle opening and then she rubbed her hands together to warm the oil. Jade started working on the muscle on his left calf and David quickly found out that she was good at it, really really good. She started gently, letting the muscle warm up, then rubbed harder. A few times he asked if it was hard enough and she just said it was perfect. She massaged his legs, back and butt for about half an hour, the only sounds being the relaxing music, the squirt of the oil bottle, her hands on his skin and his quiet moans of pleasure. David likes to relax during a massage and doesn’t like distractions, and it seems Jade understands this and works in silence. She massaged from his left foot to his butt, making him shiver a little when her hand accidentally went to his balls and then down to the hair on his legs. After a good bit of footwork, she switched her body to the right calf, showing her professionalism without losing contact with him during the change. She thrusted upwards again and again and he felt a very brief tap on his testicles, this time a tingling sensation in his penis. He wondered, was this an accident?
Then she moved down again with her right leg, which also took a long time. Some people don’t like having their feet massaged, but David loved it and Jade was very good at it. She finished with her feet and he felt her hands again caressing his strong leg muscles down to his hips, this time running her thumbs gently over his ass crack and they were brushing his asshole. The guilt she brought upon him made him shudder. David loved rubbing his asshole, it was a very sensitive spot and sometimes Ellie would insert a finger during sex, which definitely made it harder for him to ejaculate than usual.
But Jade kept going and began working on his back. First she moved up the spine to his shoulders, then back to the base of the spine, then up the full width of his back. David was in heaven as her strong, skilled hands found the tight spots and worked the muscles with determination until they disappeared.
He’s nearly asleep when she returns and begins to work. As the body’s largest muscle, it bears the most tension, and Jade goes to town on it in a way that’s delicately between ecstasy and agony. Her thumbs dig into David’s hips, once again easing weeks of tension into his muscles.
Great, she thought, I haven’t had a massage this good in years.
Then Jade made her first mistake. As she put more oil in her hand on David’s ass, a little bit of it ran down the side of her hand into his ass crack. He jumped up a little but was still half asleep.
“Sorry,” Jade said, “I’ll wipe it off.”
“Just rub it,” she replied, just wondering what he was saying.
Jade smiled nervously and agreed.
He slid his hand down David’s crack and rubbed it up and down to the base of David’s balls. He groaned.
Jade’s hand circled the base of the testicle, rubbing oil into it, then slowly lifted it up and rubbed in small circles. As she rubbed his tight, bulbous ass, he moaned louder. Jade stopped and rubbed the soft spot again, a little harder this time. David felt his erection grow, moaning again.
“Do you like it?” Jade asked, running her fingers along the edge of her ass.
“Oh yes,” David groaned as the subtle sensation intensified.
“Would you like me to keep rubbing right here for a while?” he asked, teasing her smooth anus with one hand, and then he felt the other hand gently grab his balls.
“Honey,” David groaned, shuddering with pleasure, “you can do whatever you want, just don’t stop.”
He heard the younger girl giggle again as Jade continued to rub her sensitive ring. Then she felt his fingers at her vaginal opening, and she lifted her ass up off the massage table, letting the probing fingers slide gently through the muscle and a short distance into her ass. David thought it felt so good that Jade’s other hand slid over his testicles and wrapped around his cock, which was now almost fully erect. He didn’t remember it being like that, but it was like that.
“Oh, that’s so good,” Jade said as she started masturbating him with one hand and slowly teasing his asshole with the other.
David was there, his butt off the table, pushing himself onto Jade’s probing fingers, wondering absentmindedly what was going to happen next, when he heard the door to the next room close.
“Honey,” came the $4.95-a-minute voice from the top of the room, “I’m bored, can I lie down here?”
“Okay, Julie,” Jade replied, “just don’t forget that I have a customer here.”
A client was in a very interesting position, David thought, as Jade’s hand slowly crept from tip to base and back again, while her fingers moved around his ass in the most provocative, pleasurable way possible to stimulate the delicate nerve endings.
He moaned softly, trying not to be so loud that the guy next door could hear, and he felt the pressure building in his balls. It wouldn’t take long, David thought, realizing it had been a few days since he had last had sex and the pressure was building.
Jade gradually increased the speed of her hand, David thought, not enough to hasten his climax, but a conscious preparation for a bigger release over a slightly longer period of time. He moaned louder as her fingers slid into his ass, circling in a circle, then straight out, running around the edge and sliding back out. Once she brushed over his prostate. The sensation made David’s breath hitch, he felt his balls tense up and this new sensation made him suddenly ready to shot.
In the back of his mind, he heard a rhythmic squeaking from the next cubicle, and then Julie’s voice from the next door interrupted the moment.
“Honey, what did you do to him? He seemed excited.”
David was a little nervous, he didn’t know what Jade was going to say, and he was embarrassed that he couldn’t control himself to hide his excitement.
“Don’t mind Julie,” Jade replied in a businesslike tone. “I’m just massaging,” David thought to himself as his fingers rubbed his most tender spot, the prostate massage. “But what are you doing to make that squeaky sound?” Jade asked.
“Oh, honey,” Julie’s husky voice replied, “it seems warm in there, and this place is perfect for sex. If I can’t have sex, I sometimes have to take care of myself.”
David was suffering from extreme pain at this point. His ass was tingling with previously unknown sensations, his cock was as hard as ever, and he knew he was only minutes away from an incredible orgasm, but suddenly he realized that a girl in the next room was masturbating due to the lack of penile sex with her partner.
“Maybe I should help her,” she whispered to Jade, half-jokingly, quietly so Julie wouldn’t hear her.
“Oh, yes, please,” came the voice from next door. David, with a super sexy voice and super hearing, thought sadly, maybe he’s gone too far.
Jade didn’t look happy.
“Quiet Julie,” Jed said firmly. He looked at David and said, “You’re getting yourself into something you’re not ready for.” His tone was so serious that she began to doubt what he meant.
“Huh?” Jade placed a finger up his ass and held his cock in a hand so firm you couldn’t have expected it to be at its most spectacular.
“Julie has it,” Jade said hesitantly, “a few extras.”
“Huh?” Same excuse.
“She had a cock,” Jade finally said, “She was a man.”
“No way.” David said naturally: “That voice too…”
“Method.” Jade said firmly. “Julie honey,” she called from across the partition, “do you have a lovely, throbbing cock?”
“That’s what I’m playing with right now,” Julie replied in a sexy voice.
David shook his head in disbelief. Jed removed his fingers and released his cock, causing him to groan in disappointment.
“You want to see it?” he asked, looking as if he had made a very difficult decision. “It doesn’t necessarily lead to anything more and if you want we can end up here just like we did before.”
डेविड ने इस प्रश्न पर ध्यान से सोचा। उसने सोचा, मैं सीधा-सादा हूं और मुझे दूसरे लोगों के लंड देखने में कभी दिलचस्पी नहीं रही, लेकिन मैं उनसे डरता भी नहीं हूं। एक बार मेरी मुलाकात एक लड़की से हुई थी, जो मेरी रूममेट बर्टी के साथ एक बार में मिली थी और हमने डबल प्रवेश की कोशिश की थी, लेकिन जब हमने उसे चोदा तो हमारी गेंदें छू रही थीं और वह चिंतित था कि वह समलैंगिक होने जा रहा था और जब मैंने चुदाई की, तो वह उसके मुँह में था। कार्य पूरा किया. मुझे परवाह नहीं है, उसे परवाह है, यह सिर्फ एक अलग रवैया है।
तो क्या वह जूली और उसे या अपने लंड को देखना चाहता है?
डेविड ने धीरे से सिर हिलाया। सच कहूँ तो वह बहुत उत्सुक था।
“हाँ?” जेड ने पूछा। डेविड ने अगले दरवाजे से खुशी की चीख सुनी, और उसने फिर धीरे से सिर हिलाया।
“जूली, प्रिये,” जेड चिल्लाया, “तुम यहाँ आओ और इस प्यारे आदमी को अपना डिक दिखाओ, लेकिन अच्छा बनो।”
डेविड ने अगली मेज पर एक और चरमराहट सुनी, और फिर उसके पैर फर्श पर हल्के से थपथपाए। थोड़ा रुकने के बाद दूसरे कमरे का दरवाज़ा खुला और फिर बंद हो गया। एक और संक्षिप्त विराम हुआ, और उसके कमरे का दरवाज़ा धीरे से खुला। वह एक अजीब स्थिति में था, मसाज टेबल पर उसका चेहरा नीचे था, अपने अभी भी सख्त लंड पर असहज रूप से सपाट था, उसका सिर उसके पैरों की ओर देखने के लिए मुड़ा हुआ था।
जो लड़की अंदर आई वह सुंदर थी। वह एशियाई थी, गोरी त्वचा वाली, लगभग पाँच फीट लंबी, और छोटी सफेद वर्दी पहनती थी, लेकिन वह आकार छह से बड़ी नहीं हो सकती थी। उसके छोटे हरे नाम टैग से पुष्टि हुई कि उसका नाम जूली था। वह नंगे पैर थी और काला मोज़ा पहने हुए थी। वर्दी के ऊपरी हिस्से को बड़े स्तनों की एक जोड़ी को समायोजित करने के लिए कसकर फैलाया गया था, जो इतना ध्यान भटकाने वाला था कि डेविड को उन पर अपना ध्यान केंद्रित करने में थोड़ा समय लगा। जूली का चेहरा बिल्कुल गोल है, जिस पर लंबे, सीधे काले बाल हैं। वह एक वयस्क जीवित गुड़िया की तरह खूबसूरत और नाजुक है।
डेविड एक पल के लिए देखता रहा और वह चेहरे पर निराशा भरी मुस्कान के साथ उसकी ओर देखने लगी। अंततः डेविड को एहसास हुआ कि वे मजाक कर रहे थे, कोई रास्ता नहीं था कि यह सुंदरता उस छोटी स्कर्ट के नीचे एक मुर्गा छिपा रही थी, उसे पहले ही पता चल गया था, यह 1 अप्रैल होना था।
वे मुस्करा उठे।
डेविड ने जेड से कहा, “तुमने सच में मुझे आश्वस्त किया कि उसके पास एक डिक है।”
जेड ने कुछ नहीं कहा क्योंकि जूली उसके पास से गुजर रही थी और डेविड के सिर के बराबर थी। जूली ने धीरे से अपनी स्कर्ट उठाई, जिससे उसका स्टॉकिंग टॉप और गार्टर बेल्ट दिखने लगा। वह मेज पर छटपटा रहा था, उसके लंड में रक्त का प्रवाह प्रत्याशा के साथ बढ़ रहा था। वह इस खूबसूरत लड़की की चूत देखने जा रहा था, जिसका मतलब केवल यह हो सकता है कि वह आज रात वास्तव में भाग्यशाली होने वाला था।
जूली की स्कर्ट धीरे-धीरे ऊपर उठी और पारदर्शी काली पैंटी की एक जोड़ी दिखाई दी। उन पर एक अप्रत्याशित उभार उभर आया। डेविड ने मंत्रमुग्ध होकर देखा जब उसने अपनी पैंटी नीचे खींची और एक खड़ा लंड बाहर निकला, लगभग पांच इंच लंबा और पतला, लेकिन निश्चित रूप से एक असली लंड। उसके जघन पर बिल्कुल भी बाल नहीं हैं। जैसे ही वास्तविकता सामने आई डेविड का जबड़ा खुला रह गया।
नहीं, डेविड ने फैसला किया, यह एक महिला थी, पुरुष नहीं। ज़रूर, उसके पास एक डिक है, लेकिन इसके अलावा, वह महिला दिखती है, महिला लगती है, और महिला व्यवहार करती है।
