Lance moved his hands, massaging the stress from Jake’s lower back. Jake’s dick grew hard.
“I promise I’m not trying to come on to you today, but your glutes need some relaxation.” Lance rubbed at Jake’s waistlne, pressing on knots and finding the sore spots. His fingers worked magic, relieving tension Jake hadn’t noticed.
Time slid by as Jake drifted in and out of his thoughts. Lance’s hands had roved all over Jake’s body, giving him relief he hadn’t known he needed.
Lance rested his palm on Jake’s shoulder, indicating that the massage was over.