In a dimly lit room, Matthew lay on his stomach, his heart racing as he felt a warm hand massage his prostate. He moaned softly, arching his back towards the touch. The masseur, Mark, knew exactly how to work his magic, and Matthew couldn't help but surrender to the sensation. As the massage continued, Matthew grew increasingly aroused, feeling a familiar stirring deep within him. Mark sensed this and began to stroke him ever so gently, coaxing him towards climax. The tension mounted, and with a loud cry, Matthew ejaculated, shooting stream after stream of hot cum across the room. It was an intense, tender moment as they shared this intimate connection.
