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Subject: The Council of Elders: Mrs Brown’s Massage Parlor Chapter 1 Mrs Browns Massage Parlor-Part 1 A true story, by Kingeorge When I turned twelve, my mother took me on a bus trip to Pennsylvania to visit her Cousin Mary. It was a long trip and I recall sleeping most of the way. When we finally arrive at the bus depot near State College, we were met by a pleasantly plump middle aged woman who insisted on kissing me on the cheek. It was dark when we arrived at her home and I went straight to bed. When I awoke the next morning, I sat at the kitchen table eating pancakes and bacon. Another boy, several years older than I, came into the room and sat across from me. “Stanley, this is your second cousin Robert. He is staying with us for a few days. I think it would be nice of you to spend some time playing with him.” Cousin Mary said. Stanley, who had recently turned sixteen, rolled his eyes in his head. “I’m busy today. My friends and I are going to hang out.” he said. His mother gave him a stern look. I sat their silently. I knew a boy his age did not want to hang out with a younger boy. He had a drivers license and didnt want to spend a perfect fall day with a much younger kid. She whispered something to his ear. He shook his head and she whispered again. Finally he relented: “Yea, okay we can hang out today.” he said. Shortly after breakfast, about ll am, my mother and her cousin announced that they were going into town and told Stanley and I to quote: “have fun today boys.” When the two of them left, Stanley turned to me with a strange grin on his face. “You got any money Robbie?” he asked. I had saved up fourteen dollars for the trip. In 1963, that was a considerable amount of money for a twelve year old to have. I told him how much I had. He stood up and moved closer, sitting down in the chair beside me. “Have you ever had a massage before? You know, the kind where a lady rubs you all over?” he asked. He winked at me. I shook my head. The thought of a girl rubbing her hands all over had not entered my mind, but once the idea had been planted, my adolescent mind and penis paid attention. “So I know this place, where you pay eight dollars and you get a rub and sex. Are you interested?” Stanley said. “You cant tell anyone. You have to swear to keep it a secret.” The die was now cast. We quickly dressed and hopped into his 1953 Chevy and drove down the highway. We entered a residential area with large three story houses on both sides of the street. Stanley parked the car in the driveway and we walked up the wooden stairs to the front door. I didnt understand why we were going to a private house. I thought such a massage parlor would be in a commercial building, or in the city proper. When he rang the doorbell, I saw a simple brass plack, about four inches square. On it was simply written: “Wanda Brown Massage”. We were greeted karşıyaka escort by a woman in her early sixties. I was expecting a much younger woman or girl but didnt question this. I assumed the younger massuse would come in at a later point. While I walked into the living room, Stanley spoke in a soft voice to the woman at the door. They exchanged words back and forth several times, and she appeared to reluctantly agree to allow me to be there. Mrs Brown walked up to me and asked me to follow her up two flights of stairs into the attic. It was warmer in the attic than it was downstairs and I knew I would have to take off my shirt or pants at some point to get the massage. The extra warmth was very welcome. She asked me to pay her the eight dollars for the massage and folded up the bills. She put the money on a nearby desk. She told me to get undressed and lay on the massage table and that she would be back in a few minutes. I was told to take off all my clothes, including my underwear and to cover myself with a large bath towel. My clothes came off quickly and I lay on my back with the towel covering me from my waist to my knees. A few minutes later she came back with a strange looking device. It looked like a rolling pin with a plug coming out one end. She plugged it into an extension cord and said: “It will take a few minutes for this to warm up.” During the next ten minutes, she massaged my shoulders and neck. My chest and stomach were next. My cock started to stiffen when she began to massage my ankles. Her hands gradually came higher and higher unti they were above my knees. I could tell that she was able to see under the towel now and that my hairless little cock was rising up. She seemed amused. “So I left a message on the phone a few minutes ago, for my friend to call me back. He has helped me out before. He is a retired schoolteacher you know. He retired a few years ago and I call him whenever someone wants a special massage like the one Stanley told me you wanted. He taught middle school until he was about 65 and now he just does stuff like this for fun. He should be calling back in a few minutes. He only lives about five minutes from here. But if he doesnt call, dont worry…I have another friend, a retired fireman, who has done this a few times, but I think you will like the schoolteacher better,” she said. I had no clue what she was talking about. I can say I was completely confused about her whole conversation. All I could focus on, was that she had now picked up the electric rolling pin and was testing it to see how warm it had gotten. She put the rolling pin across my chest and rolled it down to my stomach and hips. It felt warm and soothing. She put down the rolling pin and lifted the towel off me, exposing my semi rigid boycock for the first full time. She was standing behind my head and I couldnt see what she was doing. After a few moments, kartal escort she picked up the rolling pin and stood between my legs. She put the rolling pin on my hips and brought it down across my groin, flattening out my cock and balls as it traveled down my thighs. Back and forth she ran the warm roller over my cock and balls. At one point the phone rang and she stopped suddenly. She sat the roller on the floor and excused herself. When she returned, she was smiling. “That was my friend. He said he has nothing to do all day today and is on his way over. He should be here in just a few minutes. So lets have you turn over now onto your stomach.” She said. I rolled over, disappointed that the massage of my cock and balls with the rolling pin had now ended. I still had no clue as to why an elderly retired middle school teacher was on his way over so I turned over onto the clean white sheet. Mrs Brown left the room again and returned a few minutes later. She had another large bath towel in her hands. She stood at the foot of the table and parted both of my ankles. “I need you to lift up so that I can put this towel under you. I dont want all the sperm to get on my sheet. I change the sheet everytime, but I still like to put a towel down to soak up all the cum. There you go. Just lift up for me.” I lifted up my hips and could feel her putting the bath towel under me. For the first time her bare hand accidently brushed my stiffening little cock. When she had it flattend out beneath me, she put my legs back together. I heard some clicking sounds and felt the bed begin to shift slightly. I didnt pay much attention wo what she was doing because I was still trying to figure out what she meant about soaking up all the semen. I could not produce any cum of my own yet. Although my cock had grown to about four inches I had not yet begun to produce any fluid. “Now, I am going to lower the back part of the table so you just let your legs bend down and try not to slide off the bed, so scooch up a bit and hold onto the sides.” Mrs Brown said. I could feel the bed bending down until my legs were lowered off the back end. I was now in a bent over position and both of my feet were dangling off the end of the bed, not even my toes touching the floor. Mrs Brown took a strap from one side of the bed and pulled my left leg outward, securing it to the bed. Next, she took my right leg and pulled it outward, using the strap so that I was now bent over with both legs spread. All this was so new to me and she was an adult, so I did not have the courage to ask her what was happening to me. In the next instant, I felt her reach between my legs and force her hand underneath my hips. She grabbed onto my cock and balls and pulled them backwards and released them. She pulled the towel covering my ass away and I knew she could see my erection poking out backwards kastamonu escort from underneath. Suddenly, I heard the doorbell ring. Mrs Brown excused herself and said that she would be right back. I waited nervously for what was about to happen next. I was fearful that an adult man would see me in this position and I had no idea why he would be coming into her house at this time. To my relief, when the door opened, only Mrs Brown came back into the room. In her hand, she had a package and she came to the front of the table so I could see it. It was an artificial penis, slightly larger than my own, in a sealed plastic pack. It was lifelike in all respects, with a pair of balls attached to the bottom. The fake cock was an inch or so longer than mine and slightly larger around. My cock was not circumsised, but the fake one was and my natural curiosity caused me to stare at it and wonder why she was showing it to me. “I like to show this to all my customers to let them know, that the one being used is brand new. I never reuse the same one. Thats why my massage cost eight dollars. I pay about two dollars just for this.” She said. She took a pair of sissors and cut open the package. I could not see what she was doing, but I did hear the very distinctive sound which I later learned, was the lid popping off a jar of vaseline. The next sensation I felt was a cool slippery slime being spread between my cheeks. It tickled at first and it felt good to have her finger slide over my anus. I did not object, because I had paid a goodly amount of money and I did not want to question an elderly adult about what I had bought. “I am going to put a bit of this inside you now to let it warm up. It will be easier for you later on when my friend comes in.” She said. I didnt have enough time to process that information about her friend or what was to happen later on. All I remember is that I suddenly felt her finger entering my bottom and pushing vaseline inside. I was startled when it happened since I had never had any object enter me back there. I let out a low gasp. I heard the door open slowly and Mrs Brown greeted her friend. I could not see either of them in the bent over position I was in. I looked forward and listened to Mrs Brown. She was the only one who spoke. The other person in the room, who I assumed was the retired middle school teacher, never uttered a word. “They are getting younger and younger arent they? I put some vaseline in him already and put a dab on the inside too. So he should be ready for you. I would go slow. He is really tight. I dont know how many times he has had this done to him. But Stanley. You know Stanley, dont you? Stanley said he wanted this and he told me the safe word in case he wants you to stop. So I expect he is going to hollar a lot at first and tell you to stop, but Stanley said he understands that you wont stop until he tells you the safe word.” I didnt understand, that something like this would happen in a massage. I did not know what they meant by a safe word. Stanley never said anything about a safe word. But I was old enough to know, that until I said that word, that something was going to cause me to hollar out loud and that nothing I say would cause them to stop.

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