I met a man online who said he gave back rubs at his place, out in the burbs. It didn't really seem like it would end the way it did. He was older than me (which I like) and in great shape. He had me strip and get on the table, face down. He started what seemed to be a legit massage. He used oil, if felt great. While he was massaging my hand, he moved it to the end of the table, and brushed against me. I felt his naked body. I hadn't realized that he has stripped naked. Still, not sure how to respond, I let him go. He massaged my lower back, then my thighs, and then spent a lot of time on my ass crack, I finally understood this was next level. He climbed on the table, straddled my legs, and started long strokes up and down my back, his hands finishing on my ass. As he leaned forward, his cock slid back and forth through my crack. I made sure he knew I liked it. I spread my legs as much as I could. He worked oil into my hole, then slid back and starting eating me. He felt great. After a bit, he moved me to my back. He again, straddled me, gave a great chest and leg massage, stroked my cock with oil. I thought, well, that was just a huge tease, but I loved it. He then pulled me to the edge of the table, put my legs over his shoulders, and then slid his cock into my wet and oiled hole. He felt great. It was a slow, nice fuck, like the massage. He then started stroking me harder as I could tell he was getting close. As he was filling my hole, I shot my load into his fist. It felt like the perfect ending to a really great massage. I've gone back a couple times. But nothing like that first time when it was a total surprise.