Massage Practice - Part 9

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Their first real date ended in the simplest way possible, tangled together, hearts still racing for reasons that had nothing to do with the steak or whiskey.

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Sebastian woke to the sharp glare of sunlight spilling through the curtains. His body felt tangled with Levi’s, warm and content. He squinted at the clock and froze. They had overslept.

Levi was already sitting up, hastily tugging on a shirt, panic written across his face. “Shit, Seb. I’m late. I have a meeting in twenty minutes.”

Sebastian groaned, pressing a hand against Levi’s back, feeling the familiar morning wood protruding up into the sheets. “You don’t have to go yet…we could…” His words trailed off when Levi shook his head and swung his legs off the bed.

“I can’t, Seb. I really can’t be late.” Levi pulled on his shoes, grabbed his briefcase, and gave him a quick, almost apologetic kiss. “Later tonight, okay?”

Sebastian’s lips parted, caught between wanting to protest and just watching him go. When the door closed behind Levi, he sighed, resigned. His own body didn’t take the hint. He peeled the covers back and let his cock catch some of the fresh air in the room. 

His hand gripped it hard at the base as a pearl of precum beaded at the tip. He touched his finger to it and smeared it around. As he began to jerk, he pulled out his phone and opened his favorite site, gayfamilyfun .com and found a video with actors who looked like him and Levi. 

He stroked with vigor. Needing to release since they skipped out on having sex the previous night. 

As his orgasm approached, Sebastian spread his legs wider, hips lifting off the mattress. He dropped his phone down and grabbed his cock with both hands. One jerking the base while the other twisted the head. His moans couldn’t be contained as stream after stream of cum erupted from his dick, landing all over his chest and neck. 

As he settled and pumped the last few dribbles out, he couldn’t help but smile as he remembered their date yesterday and hoped that Levi wouldn’t be too tired to repeat it again tonight. 

Once he was cleaned up his mess, Sebastian showered, dressed, and decided to wander the city. He moved through the streets with a slow, lazy curiosity, letting the morning’s frustration fade. Cafés, little shops, the hum of people going about their day…it was freeing to be on his own. Hours passed, and before he realized it, the sun was dipping low.

By the time he returned to the hotel, Levi was sprawled on the bed, looking every bit as exhausted as Sebastian had imagined he’d be. “Rough day?” Sebastian asked, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

Levi let out a low groan, nodding. “Conferences, meetings, networking. I feel like I barely breathed.”

Sebastian stepped closer, a mischievous glint in his eyes. “I can fix that,” he said, gesturing toward the bed. Levi’s tired eyes widened slightly before he gave a small nod.

He stripped down quickly, lying face down on the bed. Sebastian knelt at the edge of the bed, letting his hands hover over Levi’s back for a moment, feeling the heat of his skin and the tightness in his muscles. He started slowly, pressing his thumbs along the base of Levi’s neck, rolling out the stiffness that had built up from hours of sitting in meetings. Levi’s shoulders lifted slightly under his touch and then relaxed, a small exhale escaping him.

He worked carefully down the back, following the lines of Levi’s spine with deliberate, firm motions. The muscles were tense at first, but gradually softened under Sebastian’s hands. He moved in long, fluid strokes, sometimes kneading in small circles, sometimes pressing deeper into stubborn knots. Each time Levi shifted or sighed, Sebastian adjusted his pressure, reading the subtle signals as if they were words.

Sebastian’s fingers traced the curve of the shoulder blades, gliding over the broad expanse of Levi’s upper back. He let his thumbs dig gently into the tight spots near the spine, feeling the tension melt little by little. Levi’s breathing grew deeper and more even, a soft rhythm that matched Sebastian’s movements.

He explored the sides of Levi’s torso, feeling the muscles beneath his hands flex and loosen, moving down to the lower back and the small of his spine. Every pass was deliberate, a slow dance of touch that let Levi relax completely. Sebastian’s hands lingered at times, gliding over warm skin, tracing the contours of his friend’s body in a way that felt intimate without needing words.

Levi shifted slightly, and Sebastian followed, moving to massage the arms. He rolled over the muscles of the forearms, pressed gently into the shoulders, and stretched the muscles between the shoulder and elbow. He even paused to work on the hands, pressing and flexing each finger, letting Levi release the last remnants of tension.

When he returned to the back, Sebastian let his hands move with a natural rhythm…sometimes slower, sometimes more fluid, tracing the spine, rolling out the stiffness in the shoulders and mid-back. The quiet intimacy of the moment grew with every passing second. Levi’s body relaxed fully beneath him, warm and trusting, and Sebastian could feel the bond between them deepening in these small, careful motions.

He leaned in just slightly, the heat of Levi’s skin brushing against his own, pressing and gliding along the shoulders and spine. The massage had become less about easing physical tension and more about the connection, the quiet closeness, the unspoken energy humming between them. He followed the lines of Levi’s muscles all the way down to his ass, lingering when Levi’s body responded with subtle shifts or soft exhalations. Sebastian pressed into the skin of his muscular glutes, easing his way closer and closer to the prize he so desired between Levi’s cheeks. But he restrained himself to focus on making sure Levi was as relaxed as possible after his long work day. 

Levi stirred beneath Sebastian’s hands, a low murmur escaping as he stretched lightly. “You’re so good at this,” he said, voice rough with fatigue and arousal. 

Sebastian smiled, letting his thumbs drift up to his shoulders again. “Just getting the kinks out,” he teased. “You’ve had a long day.”

Levi’s lips curved into a small, mischievous smile. “I think I could use a little more than just kinks worked out.”

Before Sebastian could respond, Levi rolled over onto his back, his chest rising and falling slowly. His hard cock protruding into the air. The change in position brought his face closer to Sebastian’s, and Sebastian felt the heat of his body in a different way…the curve of his shoulders, the line of his chest, the tautness in his arms. He couldn’t help but notice the way Levi’s breathing hitched slightly as his hands moved to the front of his shoulders, tracing down the collarbones, along the sides of his chest, and across the abdominal muscles.

Sebastian adjusted his stance, straddling Levi now with his legs gripping his sides, letting his hands glide over the smooth planes of Levi’s torso. He kept his touch deliberate, running fingertips along sensitive spots that drew subtle reactions from Levi. Each shift, each soft gasp, made the air between them charged.

He followed the natural lines of Levi’s body, pressing and kneading the muscles along the chest and sides, tracing down toward the hips in long, teasing motions. The intimacy of his touch, the closeness of their bodies, and the soft sounds Levi made made it impossible for Sebastian to keep his focus purely on technique. There was a tension building, unspoken but thick, hanging in the air like static.

Levi’s hands drifted to Sebastian’s arms, fingers brushing lightly, testing, seeking contact. Sebastian leaned in slightly, letting his weight just brush against Levi, the warmth and rhythm of Levi’s body guiding him. Levi’s eyes were half open, lips parting slightly, and Sebastian felt the pull between them, a slow, teasing magnetism that made the moment electric.

He let his hands linger over sensitive spots, fingers tracing circles and sliding along smooth skin, maintaining a careful balance between professionalism and the charged, intimate energy humming between them. Levi’s breathing grew heavier, his chest rising and falling with anticipation, and Sebastian adjusted his pressure and pace, letting every touch be deliberate, playful, and teasing.

The massage had shifted completely. What started as tension relief had become an exploration of closeness, of energy, of want. Sebastian felt the heat of Levi’s body, the subtle movements under his hands, and the quiet, almost desperate need in his gaze. Each motion was careful, sensual, intimate, and full of unspoken promise.

Finally, after so much teasing and play, Sebastian reached down and grabbed Levi’s throbbing cock. The sound that escaped Levi’s mouth was less of a moan and more of whimper. He needed to be touched. He needed to be stroked. He needed his brother. 

“Seb…” was all Levi could articulate as his mind was sent into full pleasure mode at Sebastian’s touch. 

Sebastian held his member fully and stroked him slowly at first, twisting as he reached the tip and then again as he descended. His technique was sending Levi into another dimension. Stroke after stroke, Levi was moaning like crazy a writhing in the bed like that one scene in the Exorcist. 

Eventually Sebastian let go of Levi’s cock completely and gave him the evilest grin possible. Levi whimpered again, begging for more without saying any words. Sebastian slowly slid down and kissed his way down Levi’s torso. His nipples first, then chest, then abs, slowly working his way down until his mouth was inches from Levi’s cock. 

He looked up at Levi, not asking for permission, more so asking if he was ready. Levi nodded. And with one fell swoop, Sebastian swallowed him whole. Every inch of Levi was in Sebs throat. He held him as long as he could until he finally had to pull off and gasp for air. It didn’t take long for him to compose himself and get back to work though. He had a methodical rhythm he set on Levi’s cock. Up and down with his mouth, twisting with his hand, swiping with his tongue. He knew how to please his brother and he wanted to do just that. 

Levi was a mess. The sounds escaping him were definitely heard 3 doors down, but in this moment, he didn’t care. Sebastian was giving him the best pleasure he’d ever felt and he was living in this moment as long as he could maintain it. 

As Sebastian worked Levi’s cock, he took one hand and inched it down toward Levi’s hole. He pulled off his dick long enough to spit on his middle finger before going back to work. His finger circled Levi’s hole slowly before pressing in. Knuckle by knuckle he inched his way in as Levi’s moans grew stronger. He found the magic button at the end of the tunnel that was Levi’s prostate and played with it rhythmically. 

As soon as he withdrew his finger and replaced it with two, it was over for Levi. He was in a whole other galaxy now, screaming and shaking with pleasure. 

Sebastian sucked Levi’s cock extra hard and pressed firmly into his spot until he finally reached the moment of release. 

Levi began to cum in a way that he never had before. He not only felt it in his cock, but in his ass, his head, and throughout his whole body. It was a body-wide orgasm like he’d never experienced before. 

Sebastian tried his best to swallow all the cum  that Levi produced but it was too much. It began to spill out from the sides of his mouth and run down Levi’s cock. 

It was too much for Levi. The best orgasm of his life had him gasping for air that took minutes to compose his breath into a normal pattern. Eventually he soothed and began to drift into sleep. Sebastian, now holding him, just maintained his aftercare to make sure Levi was good. 

Several minutes later, Sebastian gently shook him awake. Levi stirred, blinking up at him with a soft smile. “Feeling better?” He asked.

Levi sat up slowly, stretching, the weariness still in his movements but lighter than before. “Much better. Thanks, Seb.”

They stayed like that, intertwined with eachother for as long as they could until hunger overcame them.  

They moved to get dressed, laughing quietly as they gathered their things. Sebastian suggested a place he’d passed by earlier in the day for dinner, and Levi agreed. As they stepped out of their room, arms brushing, the hotel hallway stretched ahead. Levi froze mid-step.

Across the way, a familiar figure emerged…Levi’s boss, looking straight at them. “Who’s this?” he asked, eyebrows raised. Levi’s mind went blank, caught between composure and panic.

Sebastian squeezed his hand gently, a silent reminder that whatever came next, they were together