Massage Parlour was great

Mom took me for a massage but I went in to the wrong room and get more than I could ever have imagined.

I’m a boy and when I was 13 my mom took me with her when she went to the massage parlour to get her weekly massage.

I had to go with her because she was running late after work and by the time she picked me up from school she had no time to drive me home, so she took me to the parlour with her, her massages usually last about 90 minutes so she paid for me to have one as well, she thought I would like it.

Personally I thought it was a bit girly but I didn’t want to sit in the reception area and be bored for over an hour so I agreed to go get a massage, we were given robes and escorted to the changing area, mom and I got undressed, not together, that would be weird.

I finished getting undressed before mom so I went out in to the corridor, the receptionist saw me, “The room on the end love.” She shouted and pointed down the corridor, I nodded and headed down, I knocked on the door, “Enter.” A female voice said, so I stepped inside.

“Hi, I’m here for a massage.” I said.

The young attractive woman looked at me suspiciously, “How old are you? Who are you here with?” she asked.

“I’m 13. I’m here with my mom.” I replied.

“I think there’s been a mistake.” She said, then she walked over and gently put her hands on my shoulders, turned me around and walked me back out of the room, as we stepped in to the corridor I saw mom coming out of the changing room, “That’s my mom there.” I said.

“Excuse me – Hi – Is this your son, he just walked in to my roo …” she said, then mom interrupted.
“Yeah. Yeah. It’s okay, just help him relax.” Replied mom, vanishing in to one of the other rooms, “…have fun, sweetie.” She shouted, then she was gone.

“Well, I guess its okay then.” Said the nice lady, she escorted me back in the room and closed the door, “Lay down on the table and untie your robe for me.” She said.

So I did, I was laying on my front and she pulled my robe down to my butt, then she rubbed lotion or oil all over me and began to rub it in, it actually felt quite nice, I could see why mom liked massages so much.

After maybe half an hour she completely removed my robe and was rubbing oils on my butt and legs, I was getting turned on by this nice woman rubbing her hands all over me, I got an erection and had to lift my butt up off the table slightly because my cock was growing and in pain from laying on it.

“Oh, you are ready. Very good.” She said.

“Huh?” I questioned.

She put her hand underneath the table and pulled on a latch or something, a small flap opened creating a hole the middle of the table and my cock and balls hung down through it, I was quite relieved because I didn’t have the painful pressure of my erect cock anymore, it was hanging under the table freely, “Aah that’s nice.” I groaned.

I started to relax again but then felt her grab hold of my cock under the table, her hands were oily and slippery, and she was rubbing my cock jerking me off.

“Uhm – what are you doing?” I asked.

“Helping you relax. You don’t like it?” she asked.

“No. No. I do.” I replied, of course I liked it, a hot woman was tugging my cock, what’s not to like.
She was giving me the greatest hand-job ever, then she vanished under the table and I felt my cock enter her mouth and she sucked on it while squeezing my balls, it was painful but I liked it, I was a total virgin so it was like all my birthdays at once, she sucked and sucked like crazy for about 10 minutes and then I ejaculated in her mouth and she was going, “Mmm.” While swallowing my spunk.

At the exact moment though, the receptionist came bursting through the door, she saw the woman under the table slurping on the tip of my cock, “Oh my God. Kylie, stop!.” She yelled.

“What? – what is it?” she replied.

The receptionist closed the door and ran over to the table, “You’re in the wrong room.” She said to me, handing me my robe, “Put that on, quick.” She said.

The woman got out from under the table, “What’s wrong?” she asked.

“He isn’t meant to be in here.” She replied.

“But – his mom said it was okay. She told me to help him relax.” She said.

“He’s meant to be in the room across the hall getting a massage. Not in here. Jesus, Kylie, didn’t you even think about how old he was.”

She shrugged her shoulders, “Yes. But then his mom said it was okay.” She replied.

The receptionist ushered me quickly out of the room, I turned and waved back to the nice woman, “Thank you. That was really great.” I said, she waved back at me as I was pushed out in to the corridor.

The receptionist turned me to face her, “Listen. Please don’t tell anyone about what just happened in there.” She begged.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because that room is for – special clients. Not little boys.” She replied, then she took a big roll of money out of her pocket and pushed it in to my hand, “Here, take this. Don’t say a word, okay?” she said.

Wow, I just had a hand and blow-job, now I’m being given a load of cash, this is the best parlour ever, “Okay. I won’t tell.” I said.

Then I was told to go get dressed.

I waited in reception for mom to come out, I hid the money and we went home, I didn’t say a word but I’ll never forget that awesome day in the massage parlour.

Also the massage parlour brought out a no kids allowed policy a few days later so I couldn’t go back again, which was disappointing.

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