I had just enjoyed a hot yoga session with a male instructor that was also hot. Read part 2 to find out what the next session holds for me.
YOGA RETREAT PART 2
I arrived at my room, thankful no one was around, still probably at the beach, enjoying the beautiful day. Although Jason had provided a towel for me to get back to my room, cum was still dripping off my legs and shorts from the massage Jason had just given me after the private one on one session of the hot yoga class. I hurriedly opened the envelope Jason had given me and found an advertisement for "Massage By Jason" It included pictures of him that were very complimentary and sexy. He showed his body off, having no shirt on, just shorts and smiling, offering a suggestion that this person in this brochure would be kind and easy going, someone you could be comfortable with, I could attest to that suggestion. It gave a listing of the various modalities offered and his website address. Also he had written a note, saying he hoped to see me again, but this time for a true massage. I opened my laptop and was soon browsing his site. There were various videos of Jason doing massages with very handsome men, naked except for a towel draped around their midsection. Jason's midsection was wrapped in a langot, suggestive of an exotic experience and of sensuality that would accompany his massages. The website was very informative and very seductive and sensual, he was good at selling himself and his product. My libido was soaring once again, even though I had just drained my nuts less than 20 minutes ago. I started to look at the different modalities and prices, hoping it wasn't out of my price range. I came across the "Savage Garden" special, and hoped it was what I thought it would be, I will explain later, but yes it was what I was hoping for. This massage was offered only 2-3 times per month as it coincided with the full moon phase. It started at midnight and only one session per night. Coincidentally these sessions were starting tonight, Thursday, and ending on Saturday. The price was steep, but it did last for 2 hours and consisted of a blend of Swedish, Lomi Lomi, and Sports massage. I did have the money my parents had given me, but my good angel and my bad angel were having a fight on what I should do. Unfortunately my good angel won out, and trying to stay financially responsible, I text Jason at the number that was on his brochure thanking him for the advertisement and told him I really wanted the "Savage Garden" special, but it was a little out of my price range and I had to be responsible with my finances. I also told him, I expected all the nights had already been taken, so probably this subject was mute. Sending the text, I felt a little down, but knew I was doing the right thing. Shortly afterwards, I went to dinner and retired early. Around 2:30am, I was awaken by my phone getting a text. I had not turned it off, since I wasn't expecting any communication from anyone back home, Startled, I reached for my phone thinking it was something bad, it was not bad, it was actually great news. Jason had sent me a message saying he received my text, but wanted to tell me earlier that night, a guy for the Friday night's session had cancelled, so there was still one more session and I could have it for half off the regular price. He stated he enjoyed our hot yoga session and thought I would really enjoy this special massage. He said just to text him in the morning with my answer as he knew I was probably sleeping, but had just finished with a client and wanted to get this text out before he went to bed. I did not wait, but text him "YES, THANK YOU!" He immediately answered, saying he was glad I was awake and decided to take him up on the offer. He then proceeded to tell me to eat light meals for the day, take a hot shower before coming over and not to apply deodorant as it was a full body massage and he did not want to spread deodorant that would mix with his massage lotion over my body. He would text me the address and would see me at midnight. I was stoked, couldn't believe my luck, was excited, and feeling horny I jacked off, fantasizing about what would transpire about 21 hours from now. I came hard and was going to try and nut a second time, but thought I should go back to sleep and save my sexual energy for the next 20 hours just in case...my lucky streak might just continue.
I woke up at 4:45am, excited about my upcoming massage. Tried to go back to sleep but just tossed and turned. Finally I gave in and got up a little before 5am and decided to go running, maybe that would help control my pentup sexual energy. I looked at my phone and saw Jason had sent me his address for tonight. Another shot of adrenaline went through my body, I was so stoked. It was still dark outside, but thought it should be OK running on the beach with the full moon still out and still giving some light before handing over the baton to the soon rising sun. I slipped on my running shorts and put my expandable binoculars on the inside pocket. I was hoping to be lucky and catch sight of some dolphins swimming after my run, would be better able to see them with the binoculars my brother had given me after college as a graduation gift. When my brother had given me the binoculars, it was for voyeuristic pleasures as he thought I would be doing a lot of traveling for my work, and he thought I might get off by spying on people having sex or masturbating from high rise hotels in the cities when I did travel and hopefully would be fortunate to stay in such places. My brother, who is seven years older than me, always had a strong bond with me and growing up he was always my go to about sexual matters. The binoculars were of a high grade magnification, allowing for greater distant viewing and shaper imaging, waterproof and best of all they were able to fold down to quite a small package, easy for carrying around in my running shorts, I also packed other lenses that offered stronger magnification just in case I was fortunate to catch some dolphins swimming.
The beach was totally deserted at this hour, so I had the whole area to myself. It was peaceful running as I listened to the waves, the wind almost non-existant, sand getting in my tennis shoes, exfoliating my soles as I ran. I ran the entire length of the beach 3 times, around 45 minutes had passed. I was totally covered in sweat. I looked around to make sure no one was around, then stripped and jumped in the water. The water's temperature was very warm and felt amazing. It washed away the evidence of my running. Thinking I should get my shorts back on and start walking back to my room, I reluctantly got out of the water, didn't want to be caught naked. The horizon was starting to get some light and I hoped to be able to see some dolphins on the way back. I passed a collection of rocks that I climbed to the midpoint to get a better view of the ocean. Looking through my binoculars, the ocean was still dark, but it was getting lighter. I looked around the beach just to see what was around. My viewing came to another collection of rocks and I noticed movement. I honed in on the movement, trying for a sharper view. I honed in to what I thought were 2 people wrapped in a blanket, looking towards the horizon. I figured they were there to view the sunrise and I resumed my dolphin watch. Continued watching, about 10 minutes had passed, and now I could start to see the ocean. Curious, I returned to the 2 people and saw it was 2 guys. They were no longer wrapped in a blanket and were kissing. My heart quickened and I concentrated my viewing on them. In a few minutes they stood up, looked around, probably to make sure they were still alone, oblivious that they were being watched by me and one of the men pulled the other's shorts down and engulfed his penis in his mouth. Wanting to get a closer look, I moved about 200 feet closer and higher on the rocks. I sat back down and tried to find them again, but could not, my heart sank. I went about another 50 feet and found they had moved to a more secluded spot between the rocks they were at. I was directly in front of them and a little above them, guessing about a football field distance from them. Again, I adjusted the lens to the maximum magnification, and was able to see them a little better, but I wanted to see what I was sure they would be doing in much more detail, so I switched to the other lens that were interchangeable. These lens, I had purchased, had been pricey but well worth it for voyeurism. It was still dawn, not dark but not yet light, just perfect for keeping my presence a secret. Both men, who appeared about my age were both naked, both hard, in good shape and one was bent over while the other ate his ass out. They had spread the blanket over an area that appeared grassy. At this point, I was extremely thankful for my brother's present and for me upgrading to interchangeable lenses. The one guy ate the other out for a few minutes, then the guy who was being eaten out, laid on the blanket, with his feet in the air. The top took something out of their shorts and squirted what I assumed was lube on to his erection and also squirted some into his partner's hole, where he fingered it in. With it becoming more light, what I was able to see was becoming more focused and much sharper. With the lenses I was actually able to see their pubic hairs and the hairs on the bottom's ass, the detail of the imagining was amazing! It was like I was there in person. I had a full on hardon and was oozing precum like crazy. My erection was starting to be uncomfortable in the constraints of my shorts, so I hurriedly took them off and focused on the live sex show. The top was nearing the bottom's hole, and I could see he was oozing precum like I was. He took his penis and went up and down his partner's ass, spreading his precum, entering the head of his penis into his partner. He then took both of his partner's legs and spread them as wide open as possible. Soon his penis was seeking its' heat sourse, like a missle seeking its' target. With his penis pulsing he missed his partner's hole a few times, but was soon penetrating the target and he slipped in all the way until I could only see his pubes and his partner's ass hairs mingling. The top started to lay on top of the bottom, kissing him, kissing his neck, licking his pits, smiling, laughing, enjoying. Their playfulness and their passion suggested they were together in a loving relationship. They continued making love in the missionary position for a few minutes. By now it was light out and I could see they were both starting to sweat. The top's ass was moving up and down in a faster tempo and his ass cheeks were clenching tighter with every inward thrust into his partner's hole, I assumed a really wet hole. Soon the tempo quickened even more as did the clenching of the top's amazing gluteus maximus. His partner's legs, no longer in the air, had wrapped around his lover's lower back and upper glute muscles, seemingly to get ready for his partner's inevitable release of his lover's seed inside him. Even if they wanted to stop, even if they were to realize I was watching them, they would be unable to stop what only nature could finish. The partner's thrusting had moved to autopilot, he now had no control over his body. All he could do was to let his loins finish the thrusting and let nature start the mindblowing orgasm that would blissfully end with him ejaculating his semen deep inside his partner's guts. I watched with my heart racing, my penis bopping up and down, throwing precum over the ground and onto my pubes. I watched as the top arched his back, his body shaking, his toes curling, his head and hair tossing, his eyes closing in ecstacy. I knew it was happening, he was cumming inside his partner, impregnating him with his seed. His partner tighten his grip with his legs, not wanting any of his partner's semen to be wasted by falling on the ground. All of a sudden, my breathing quickened and I felt a mind-blowing orgasm, my ejaculate shooting out from my penis, projecting out 3 to 4 feet away. I put the binoculars down and started to stroke. I had yet, another orgasm, this one even more intense. Never before had I experienced climaxing without the benefit of masturbation, or intercourse. I layed there for a few minutes, amazed what had happened and what I had seen. I cleaned up, got back to my room and fell back asleep.
I looked at my phone and was surprised I had slept almost 10 hours, it was now 6pm. I guess it wasn't so surprising as my body had to rejuvenate itself after expelling 4 rounds of a part of my life force, my sperm, in less than 14 hours. My ejaculates had been copious in the amounts I had shot out and my orgasms had been intense, almost rivaling that of starting puberty. Each climax reminded me of the intensity of my first wet orgasm at the age of 12, when I thought the head of my penis was literally going to pop off from the rest of my dick, the feeling so intense, frightening and yet so mind blowing.
I got up and got in the shower, preparing for my upcoming massage. Soaping my entire body, my penis grew hard thinking about the massage. I had received many massages in my 29 years, but was more excited about this upcoming one than I had ever been previously. Perhaps it was Jason and his sensuality combined with his masculinity that I was expecting and hoping for more than previous massage encounters had afforded me. Perhaps it was the fact that I had been continuously horny since arriving at the retreat. Whatever the reason, my libido was in overdrive. I got out of the shower and put lotion on my entire body while still wet. Wanted my skin to feel smooth to Jason tonight. I got dressed, wearing loose fitting clothes, no underwear and proceeded to go outside. It was now 7:30pm and I thought I'd walk around the resort and see if there was anyone around. A gathering of around 10 people had formed for wine and cheese at one of the umbrella stands and they asked me to join them. I figured "why not" and pulled up a chair. I did not want to eat before the massage so I settled for a glass of wine. Having not eaten the whole day, the Merlot acted quickly on my body, making me feel lightheaded and more open than usual, also it acted as an aphrodisiac, giving my already high libido, that much more energy. I thought I should pace myself to prevent any embarrassments from the wine. I had learned from my past, I did not want to go down that road. I listened to those around me making small talk, nodding occasionally, offering up miniscule pieces of information about myself, to not appear rude or a stand-offish arrogant prick. I looked over the water and saw in the horizon an amazing full moon beginning to rise. This full moon was going to be huge and bright, giving of its' sensuality to the night. I had nursed on this one glass of Merlot all night, now at 10:45, thought it wouldn't hurt if I had one more glass before heading over to Jason's. My head had cleared, so I was not concerned about another glass of wine, would only make me feel relaxed, I reasoned. Nursing this last wine, talking occasionally, I looked at my phone, it was 11:45, my heart jumped, had to head over to Jason's.
The walk to Jason's was only about a 7 minute leisurely stroll. I arrived at the gate, and hit the buzzer, a few seconds later, the gate opened. I walked up the stone path, that was lit by landscape lighting. The gardens were lush, colorful, beautiful. I walked to the back, as instructed and opened a gate. I entered a beautifully manicured garden, more breathtaking than its' predecessor. There was a koi pond filled with many koi that were playing around the lily pads. Palm trees that acted as umbrellas to the flowers, ferns and its' exotic specimens underneath. This truly was a beautiful savage garden, a term used by the fantasy author, Anne Rice, for the savage and isolated world of vampires. When those creatures of the night could gaze on the beauty of the gardens with the help of the full moon acting as a substitute for the deadly sun's rays. I could only imagine how longing and how bittersweet those feelings were to them. Tonight, I was one of those creatures, bathing in the moon's warm glow, offering safe haven but yet also a taste of something forbidden to us in our normal lives, to be experienced only on those special occasions when its light would allow us entrance into our own private fantasy of our choosing. Tonight, was that night for me. Looking around, I saw the massage table surrounded by the beauty of the gardens, heard the splashing of the waters by the koi playing, felt the gentle breeze in the air, and the perfect temperature of 24 celsius. Jason entered the garden, greeting me with a hug. He was wearing a brilliant red langot, wrapped around his midsection. The langot emphasized his physique, wrapped tightly with a low rise showing off his Adonis belt, hints of his pubic hairs showing. The front pouch of the langot, although wrapped tight, suggested he was quite big, again it was tight, yet appeared large in its packaging. No matter, it was a very sexy, seductive look. Jason said he was ready to start and I could get undressed and lay prone with my face in the opening of the table. Undressing, my penis was semihard and leaking, looking good in the moonlight. Table was heated and felt inviting. Jason proceeded to place warm lotion on the entirety of my backside so he would not have to stop and keep replacing the lotion as he progressed down my body. He used Swedish strokes combined with Lomi Lomi and Sports techniques. I was in bliss when he enveloped my torso starting at my outer thighs, running his fingers and hands up the entire length of my sides, under my arms and ending with his forearms massaging each side of the entirety of my back. He divided my body into four quarters, the upper back torso, lower backside of the legs and feet, and the matching quarters on my front side. Spending approximately 25 minutes on each quarter, he was very through and it was very relaxing and yet very erotic. When it came time to flip over, the sheet was wet where my precum had oozed out of my penis. My dick was rock hard and throbbing and pulsating with each heartbeat. Jason had a warm moist heavy towel that he placed on my throbbing member to calm and weigh it down as he finished the second half of the massage. He also placed a warm towel on my eyes, which was relaxing, yet at the same time sensual and teasing Standing at the head of the table, he started with my chest, gently brushing my nipples, a very exogenous zone for me. He continued massaging my nipples, his fingers gently going down my stomach, stretching his torso over my torso. I could smell his pits right before his hairs tickled my nose. My body responded by flexing the towel off my penis, I was so turned on. Jason did not try to put the towel back on, but instead I felt his mouth on my nipples, his tongue teasing them, causing my penis to throw my precum in the air while it bobbed up and down. Taking the towel off my eyes, I saw him smiling, asking if I was ok. I was more than ok, I was fantastic. He started to kiss my neck softly, working closer to my lips. He asked if it was ok if he kissed me, I answered by softly kissing him. He tasted minty, obvious a mouth freshener. We started kissing passionately, deeply. I arose from the table, still kissing him, rising his arms to get at his sexy hairy pits. He smelled fresh, masculine, I dove in, licking his hairs, enjoying his masculinity, all the time my precum dripping on the floor, making it slick to stand. Jason proceeded to take his langot off, dropping it to the floor. His body was beautiful, his dick was extremely huge, guessing 10-11 inches, I was in awe. Jason then asked me my status. I told him I was negative and also on PrEP. He smiled and said perfect, he was also on PrEP. He then told me to lay back down on the table as he needed to finish the massage. I did as instructed, Jason getting on top of me and started massaging my pectoral muscles, looking into my eyes, smiling the whole time. Next move surprised me. Jason put lotion in his hand and reached around and started applying the lotion to my hardon, massaging the entire length of my shaft, squeezing my precum and joining it with the lotion to make my prick extremely slick. In one motion, he raised his ass and slipped my erection into his warm silky hole, taking it all with no resistance, my pubes rubbing his ass. It was evident he had prepared for this scenario to take place tonight. Jason started riding me with lust, every so often bending down to kiss me. His ass felt so warm, wet and like silk, my breathing quickening, imaging what was to come. Not having the opportunity to breed for over 6 months, I needed to deposit my seed deep inside Jason's gut, I needed this badly. He continued to ride me, his hole getting wetter with my precum lubing him. His penis hitting my stomach with every downward thrusting, his precum forming a puddle on my abs. Jason's hole was loose, which I preferred over being squeezed by his sphincter, felt so much better. I started to feel the tingling in my balls and told Jason I was getting close. I asked if he was close and did he think we could cum together? He said he thought so as he started to stroke himself. Jason's riding was slow, deliberate, watching my expressions, listening to my breathing. My legs started to tremble, my chest rising with each breath. I was ready to shoot my ejaculate inside Jason's ass. Jason observing my body's changes, quickened his riding of my shaft, making it harder for me to hold back from climaxing. I was trying so hard to hold on, but his ass just felt too amazing. I started to verbalize my impending orgasm by swearing, Oh God, Shit, OH FUCCCCCK, I started to explode inside Jason, while he continued to ride me, making my climax that much more intense. Seconds latter Jason started shooting, his sperm going into my open mouth, hitting one eye, covering my face, his load was big, covering my stomach. All the while my load was making Jason's hole so wet, it started running out of his ass and onto my pubes and soaking my balls. Our simultaneous orgasms was beyond amazing. We laid on the table spent. I felt I had just satisfied an animalistic primal instinct by unloading inside Jason's ass, impregnating his guts with my seed. Soon afterwards Jason showed me the shower where I cleaned up and got dressed. As I was leaving I handed Jason his payment, which he declined, stating he would not accept payment because we fucked and he did not mix pleasure with business. He told me that it had been awhile since he got loaded up and it felt good. We kissed and I returned to my room, leaving the retreat that afternoon. When I arrived back home my parents asked how the retreat went. I replied it was everything I had hoped for and smiled. Thanks mom and dad!