[18+] When your friend is a masseur, each touch can mean relief and more.

Today’s story is “Masseur with benefits” by Fayinga, who writes for fun for the most part, and occasionally for commissioners. You can find more of his stories on his FA page.

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and Today’s story is “Masseur

with benefits” by Fayinga,

who writes for fun for the most part,

and occasionally for commissioners.

You can find more of his stories on his FA page.

Please enjoy “Masseur with benefits”

by Fayinga "Hey, how's work?"

Simon picked up his phone, texting Shey after he got back to his house.

Discarding his jacket by the entrance,

the hyena let his wild, black and green mane free,

tidying it up a bit

and grabbed himself a soda from the fridge and twirled to the bedroom while kicking his shoes off to the corner of the room,

wanting to change into something more comfortable than the button-up and slacks he often wore for the job.

Simon unbuttoned his shirt

and threw it on the sofa,

exposing his toned chest and belly,

his black fur framed by green strips

and followed by dark gray,

partly covered by a thick tuft of cream hued fur

extending from right under his chin

to his chest. Sim exhaled lightly

as he sat down on the bed and took his pants off,

revealing his slender legs and his flaccid member nestled between,

showing underwear was not so important to him.

Simon pulled on a loose pair of shorts,

opting to stay shirtless with the summer's evening sun no longer bearing down on his home,

making it comfortably warm.

Simon pushed a couple of windows open

to catch a gust of the evening air

and reclined in a comfortable chair by the unused hearth,

fluffing his tail and mane back to their natural glory

when his phone vibrated by his side,

attracting his attention.

Peeking at his screen,

Sim smiled lightly and tapped at the screen without bothering to pick it up, checking the text he received.

"Hectic. Coworker skipped out so I have to work late to cover for that jackass.

I won't be back for another couple of hours, unfortunately.

unfortunately." Shey replied, followed closely by an emoji of a tired expression that made the hyena chuckle despite frowning.

“Again? It’s the third time this week.

You sure they aren’t just abusing the fact you never refuse them?”

Sim typed back

and sighed lightly,

knowing Shey to be a bit gullible at times.

“Might be. Sorry about that.”

A reply quickly came

and Shey’s profile turned dark

as the shark closed his phone and got back to his job,

leaving Simon on his own to the quiet evening,

quiet save for his humming.

Perhaps I should reward him for working so hard.

Sim smiled impishly and got up,

striding towards the second bedroom and office Simon arranged long ago,

setting up his massaging workspace and tucking away some surprises for Shey in the storage space right underneath it.

Not a long while later, Sim heard a key turn in the door

and came to greet Shey.

The shark lumbered through the entrance,

dropping his bag by Simon’s jacket with a grunt

and pressed his hand on his shoulder, squeezing it

and rolling his shoulder.

“Rough day?” Simon raised an eyebrow at how haggard Shey looked,

picking at the shark’s sweaty tank top.

“C’mon, take it off. You’re soaked.”

“Yeah, just a big influx of customers, so a lot of running about.

That and the lack of people to actually man the stations made sure I had not a moment to sit, just scrambling about moving inventory in the back.”

Shey sighed and shrugged the thin fabric off,

throwing it on top of his bag and scratching at his cream-colored chest,

leaving light scratching marks from his sharp claws.

Simon leaned towards the shark and placed a hand on his chest

to stop Shey from scratching himself so roughly,

instead gently scratching his chest for him

and kissed the shark’s cheek lightly,

not giving Shey a moment for himself

as he led the lightly blushing shark by the hand to his workspace where

the massaging table sat ready to be used.

“C’mere. Lemme treat you for a bit.

You’ve been working hard lately and deserve a bit of you time.”

Simon led Shey and patted the bed, motioning for Shey to

get on it with a kind smile lifting the corners of his lips.

Shey bit on his lip lightly

before nodding and climbed on,

laying down on his stomach with a sigh

and folded his arms under his head

to act as a cushion.

Sim clicked his tongue in disapproval and grabbed hold of Shey’s arms,

gently but persistently prying them from under his head and set them at his sides.

“You can’t relax if you hold your muscles like that even when laying down.

You just cause pointless stress on your spine and you’ll get sore muscles.

The hyena prodded a gray and green nailed finger at a spot on Shey’s back where two muscles connected lightly

and made Shey wince,

only serving to prove Simon’s point.

“Ow…” Shey complained much to Simon’s amusement,

the hyena smiling crookedly

and stood next to the bed,

getting to kneading the shark’s back.

Simon pressed both his palms down firmly

and kneaded the shark’s back in a circular motion

where he felt Shey’s back was most tense,

opting to start from there for Shey’s comfort.

Almost immediately

Shey groaned under the hyena’s skilled touch,

seemingly sinking into the bed as the shirtless hyena worked magic on Shey’s back with his hands,

humming a tune as Shey’s back grew lax

and the shark started dozing off to the soothing sound of Simon

accompanied by the touch of his skilled hands.

After wiping a bit of sweat from his forehead on a towel he set for himself earlier,

Simon started pressing down harder on Shey’s back,

his hands making their way to the shark’s back fin

and making it quiver lightly when touching the base of it.

“Did you know that you sharks have such interesting muscle structure?”

Sim asked Shey, bringing him back from the stupor he was slowly sinking to.

“Because of our fin?”

Shey smiled sheepishly,

blinking blearily with his light snooze interrupted,

his eyes focusing on the handsome hyena over him.

Simon’s own green eyes briefly glanced back

and he winked with a light smile.

“Bingo! You have intricate and powerful muscles in your back,

much more so than the average person because of your fin’s structure.

That’s why you never had a hard time doing labor.”

Simon pressed his fingers lightly

and drummed around Shey’s fin,

making a thudding sound with his fingers.

“But it means you have to take care of your back all the more carefully,

and give it the attention it deserves.

Once it cramps, it’ll be quite the effort getting it to relax.”

Shey nodded his head lightly,

his back feeling lighter.

Simon patted Shey’s rump lightly,

making the shark meep in surprise

and lifted his head questionably,

squinting but unable to hold down a smile that lifted his lips.

“On your back, I ain’t done yet.”

Shey quickly flipped over lest the hyena graced his butt with more groping,

not willing to admit that he liked it

though his sheepish,

blushing expression gave him away all the same.

The shark grunted lightly as he laid down,

his back feeling much less tense than before,

comfortable to lay on.

Simon took to Shey’s legs,

lifting them up for the shark and pressing towards Shey’s hips.

Seeing Shey has no issues moving his joints here and there,

Simon opted to only knead lightly around his ankles,

his free hand sneaking under the bed

to grab a length of rope from under it.

“You know, I was thinking we could do a little something as well.”

Simon suggested, his voice a bit deeper

and filled with temptation.

Shey felt a shudder run through his back at the hyena’s change of temperament,

growing excited and lifted his head up to glance at the hyena.

“What does sir have in mind?”

Shey smiled, intentionally addressing Simon with the honorifics he so loved hearing.

Simon grin turned impish as he lifted up the rope,

winking to the shark whose eyes widened slightly at the sight of it.

Simon dropped one side of it to the floor

and pressed both of Shey’s ankles together,

slipping the rope underneath it

and tying the shark’s pale ankles together firmly,

with just enough gap so the rope won’t cut off the circulation

before letting go of the shark’s ankles.

Shey shifted slightly in place

to lay down more comfortably,

letting his tail droop to the floor through the gap in the bed

meant for those with tails much like his own

and involuntarily shifted his legs in place,

finding them secured to the bed as well.

Simon squeezed at Shey’s leg as he walked around the bed,

his fingers sliding over Shey’s leg and pants,

intentionally avoiding his crotch

and skipping to his exposed stomach

and to the tattooed chest,

stopping to twiddle one of his skin-toned nipples

before pinching it lightly,

his eyes not leaving Shey’s for a second.

Shey huffed lightly

and squeezed his arms against the bed,

not wanting to squirm from Sim’s light yet firm touch. The hyena

took out a second,

thinner set of silky ropes

and tied it around one of Shey’s wrists,

throwing it under the table and circled around Shey,

intentionally sliding his hand over the shark

and caressing his cheek in the process,

lingering a moment longer to feel the warmth of Shey’s cheek

before picking up the other,

still loose edge of the rope

and tightened it under the bed,

unceremoniously pressing Shey’s arms to the sides of the table

and tied the other side of the rope to Shey’s free wrist,

securing both his arms.

Having finished his most pressing

“concern” of securing the shark so he can’t squirm away,

Simon leaned down

and locked his lips with Shey’s,

the shark happily returning his kiss despite the slight worry bubbling in his chest over Simon’s actions,

focusing on the kiss

and opening his mouth slightly as he felt the hyena’s tongue seek entrance into his mouth,

welcoming it with his own and suckling on it.

Simon happily pressed his tongue deeper,

tasting Shey in return

and exploring the shark’s mouth,

his tongue swiping over the sharp teeth hidden within.

A breath later Simon broke their kiss,

pressing his hand on Shey’s chest and keeping him from leaning up

seeking to connect their lips in a kiss again.

“Ah…” Shey licked his lips,

wanting another taste of Simon but

not resisting the hyena’s arm pressing him down,

trusting the maned hyena’s actions.

Simon grinned mischievously again

and leaned back down,

intentionally missing Shey’s lips

and planting kisses all over Shey’s neck and chest,

working his way down to the nipple he pinched earlier,

biting it gently with his canines.

Shey groaned and squirmed,

only serving to make Simon growl and bite harder until the shark forced himself to settle down

until Simon released his jaws,

planting one last kiss on Shey’s tender nipple

before making his way down

with countless kisses down Shey’s

stomach, stopping right at the center of the midriff.

Shey involuntarily sucked in a breath at the ticklish kisses of Simon,

feeling the hyena’s soft fur rubbing against him,

making goosebumps flare all over the shark’s exposed skin.

Simon only giggled quietly,

his lusty voice not failing to reach Shey’s ears

and making him shudder expectantly,

the shudder not stopping the hyena for a single second

as he reached the bottom of Shey’s stomach.

Simon straightened himself and licked his lips slowly,

watching as Shey’s eyes traced the motion of his tongue giddily

and reached down,

unbuttoning Shey’s pants

and yanking them off along with the underwear

down to Shey’s knees,

where he left them due to the rope not allowing him to take it completely off,

exposing Shey’s smooth skin

and the slit between his legs where his member rested,

nestled comfortably despite Shey’s excitement.

“Should’ve taken your pants off earlier, handsome.

But no matter, I think I have something better to attend to.”

The hyena murred, climbing on top of Shey

and pressed his throbbing member on Shey’s slit,

grinding his dick over Shey’s slit and stomach,

spreading a slight sheen of precum from his dick on Shey

who couldn’t resist

and squirmed under the hyena’s teasing,

his own dick slowly emerging out of its sheath

to rub against Sim's own.

Simon smiled intently

and wrapped his hands around both their dicks,

making a loose circle and swayed his hips back and forth lightly,

accompanied by Shey's breath growing heavier as the shark bit on his lip,

trying to not be vocal and moan while the hyena was using his hands to press his dick against Shey's,

coaxing it out until its full length emerged,

slightly smaller than the hyena's but equally as aroused.

"Darn, what a good, eager boy you are.

are." Simon broke the shape formed by his hands and climbed off,

intentionally sliding his hand over Shey's dick,

the shark's penis hovering over his stomach,

twitching almost as if it asked for Simon's penis to keep it company.

Shey turned his head with a relaxed smile,

more comfortable in Simon's company than before.

"Only because I'm in good hands, Sir.

Sir." Shey replied meekly.

"Aren't you a flirt, handsome.

handsome." Simon snorted amusedly

and rummaged around the bed again,

straightening with a ring hooked around his finger which he fiddled with for a moment,

turning it on before sliding it halfway over the shark's dick.

"Just enough to keep you going,

I got something for you to do.

do." Simon grinned mischievously

and turned the ring on,

watching Shey suck in a breath as the ring contracted around his dick,

it’s throb just the right strength to make Shey shudder with pleasure

without pushing him over the edge.

“Ah..!” Shey exhaled the breath he held up only to gasp in surprise

as the ring around his penis sent a powerful vibrating pulse

before turning gentle again.

“Oh, forgot to tell ya.

It’s set at random.

Better hold on, fish.”

Sim kissed the shark’s chest lightly

and used the opportunity to pick up a firm neck pillow,

sliding it under Shey’s neck to prop his head up

backwards, placing

it in the same height as

Simon’s member. Shey,

having understood what Simon wanted of him with his head positioned right in front of the hyena’s dangling member

blushed slightly

and licked his lips in anticipation,

wanting to taste Simon’s girthy member,

partly driven by the lust of his own dick being teased without reprieve by the ring wrapped around his penis,

vibrating and pulsating in order to keep Shey on the edge

and the pleasure Shey felt when servicing others he cared about.

“I trust you’ll be able to pace your breathing, cutie.”

Simon leaned over Shey and caressed the shark’s cheek,

placing his hands on top of Shey’s chest

and pressed the tip of his penis to the shark’s lips.

Shey lapped at Simon’s dick,

eagerly coaxing out the pre that leaked out of Simon’s dick and swallowing it

until the hyena lightly pressed forwards,

the tip of his penis pushing between Shey’s lips

into his maw without resistance from the shark.

Shey opened his mouth widely for Simon to push his dick in freely,

the hyena gladly taking up that silent offer

and pressing his dick in a few centimeters in,

pulling out completely

and pressing more of his length

into Shey’s maw,

making sure his dick gets coated with the shark’s saliva

before pressing farther in,

edging his way inside Shey’s

throat, who chose to close his eyes,

feeling like it would help.

Each time Simon pulled out Shey took the chance to take a short breath

and using his tongue to lap at the tip of the hyena

while the shark’s body twitched every couple of second

from his dick being stimulated,

despite his best effort at ignoring it

and focusing on sucking the dick sliding in and out of his mouth.

Simon kept at the same pace,

not wanting to overwhelm the shark as he pressed the last couple of centimeters in,

pushing past Shey’s maw and into his throat,

the saliva helping push that hurdle. “Yesssssssss…”

Simon growled ferociously,

drowning the noises Shey made,

gagging slightly and whining beneath the hyena’s weight,

only making Simon lustier.

The hyena bore down on Shey’s chest with his arms,

still mindful enough to slowly press in and out of Shey’s maw,

allowing the shark to acclimate.

Quickly grasping the rhyme,

Shey took the opportunity to suck a quick breath in,

his tongue wriggling out to lap Simon's dick at the same time,

wanting to pleasure Simon.

Simon kept at his slow pace for a bit longer,

pressing in and out of Shey’s maw with his dick,

the warm and wet mouth of his sub making him occasionally growl with pleasure,

enjoying the soft whining of Shey

mixed in with light gagging noises

whenever Simon kept his dick nestled inside Shey’s throat for longer than normal.

“You’re doing great, Shey.

I’m gonna step it up.”

Simon pulled out completely,

allowing for Shey to take a couple of deep breaths,

panting for a bit.

Simon patiently waited for Shey to fix his breath,

slicking his mane back and stroking Shey’s cheek affectionately

until Shey gulped the saliva that pooled in his mouth.

“Ready, sir.” “That’s a good boy.”

Sim purred and leaned back down,

pressing on Shey’s chest

as he pushed his dick back into Shey’s maw,

pushing the entire length of his dick in without waiting this time

and started lightly swaying his hips back and forth into Shey’s maw,

fucking Shey’s mouth with a slow pace,

reaching into Shey’s throat with every stroke.

Squeezing his eyes shut,

Shey whined and pressed his head forwards,

wanting Simon to push his dick further into his maw and throat,

loving the sensation of his mouth being filled with the hyena’s hefty member,

the smell of him,

as well as the hyena’s growls and grunts as he bore his full weight down on Shey’s chest,

speeding up and growing rougher with his thrusts,

knowing Shey can handle it

after they took their time warming up.

Growing erratic with his strokes,

Simon started pulling his hips further back before smacking back in,

making Shey drool from the corners of his maw with each of Simon’s thrusts,

dripping over his face as the hyena’s tail flicked restlessly

and its owner started panting,

his green-black mohawk

drooping to the side and covering one his eyes.

Simon dug his claws into Shey’s chest,

making Shey whine and squirm under him while he sped up,

barely giving Shey a moment of reprieve to breathe

as his dick slipped in and out of Shey’s maw,

joined by thick strings of saliva coating his dick

and Shey’s maw and dripping down on Shey.

“Gettin’ close, fish.

You're doin' great!”

Simon growled through gritted teeth

and pressed all the way into Shey’s maw,

his balls smacking on Shey’s face as he began humping into Shey’s throat,

a breath later thrusting even deeper with a deep growl,

his dick twitching wildly inside Shey’s maw

and dumping his load inside,

his dick lodged deep in Shey’s throat and forcing the shark to swallow his cum,

not that he would’ve had it any other way.

Shey squirmed his hips,

his own dick twitching wildly

and whined with a muffled voice,

seemingly begging for air

and for release the vibrating strap wouldn’t give him.

Exhaling deeply, Simon slowly pulled out of Shey’s mouth

after draining himself inside Shey’s maw,

the shark eagerly swallowing every drop,

the slightly salty yet rich taste of Simon’s cum lingering in his mouth.

Despite the slight ache of his throat after Simon

unceremoniously fucked it without reprieve,

Shey gulped the cum mixed with saliva that stayed in his mouth.

Having pulled out,

Simon grinned at the thick strings of saliva and cum connecting Shey’s maw

and his own dick,

giving Simon an opportunity to take a quick photo of it

to keep before getting a towel,

helping clean Shey’s face from the mess they’ve made before wiping his own dick clean

and placing the towel aside.

“Damn, you’ve done really well handling me, Shey.”

Simon praised the shark,

stroking his head.

“Seems like I still did a number on you, though.”

Simon chuckled lightly after Shey didn’t reply,

too busy panting heavily

after barely being able to breath,

his scratched up chest

heaving up and down,

marked by Simon’s claws.

Simon climbed back on top of the bed the

shark laid on, sliding the vibrating ring off without bothering to turn it off

and lapping at Shey’s dick instead,

making the shark whine and squirm,

spurting a bit of precum over Simon’s hand.

“Oooh. Good, needy boy wanting to cum badly, huh?”

he murred, wrapping his precum-covered hand around Shey’s dick

and started jerking the shark off,

amusedly watching Shey flex against the restraints helplessly.

Feeling Shey edge closer,

Simon intentionally stopped jerking Shey off,

feeling Shey’s hips flex under him as Shey tried to thrust into the hyena’s hand needily.

“Sir, please…” Shey mumbled quietly,

reluctant to whine and beg for release despite wanting it so bad.

The shark’s quiet plea was almost inaudible to the hyena’s ears

but good enough, convincing Simon whose hand started pleasuring Shey again,

the shark moaning loudly a moment later

and spurting all over his chest and stomach,

cumming hard enough to shoot all the way to his cheek.

huffing heavily, Shey didn’t forget to thank Simon for helping him cum,

where he could simply have used the vibrating ring but chose more.

Shey exhaled, relaxing on the bed

and no longer tugging against the restraints Simon meticulously tied.

Grinning with satisfaction,

Simon got off the bed

and got to unbinding the shark’s feet and hands,

dropping the rope messily to the floor instead of meticulously folding it,

discarding it for later.

“You’ve done great and deserved it, Shey.”

Simon licked Shey’s cheek,

lapping up the cum that Shey shot all the way to his face

and then kissed the shark,

not minding the taste of his own cum on Shey’s lips.

“Let me help you clean up.”

Simon helped Shey stand up,

not before yanking the pants off the shark’s ankles lest he trip over them.

Simon then led the both of them to the bathtub,

having the shark sit down as Simon took the shower’s nozzle in his hand

and used a gentle spray to soak the shark,

scrubbing Shey’s chest and stomach clean from his cum with Shey’s help.

Grabbing a towel,

Simon insisted on Shey sitting on a stool

and letting the hyena dry him off,

using every opportunity to grope Shey as he did,

making Shey’s face

glow bright red by the time he was done.

“Can’t just massage a shark without washing him too, can I?”

Simon giggled and got out of the bath room, Shey closely

following behind.

“To me it felt like you just wanted more time to feel me up, Sim.”

Shey pointed out with a chuckle,

smiling despite his face still being reddened.

“Yeah, that too.” The hyena didn’t refute Shey’s words,

instead easing the shark into his spacious bed and sliding in next to him,

tugging at the shark gently

until Shey laid his head

on Simon’s lap, holding one of the hyena’s hands.

“Rest up, cutie. No need to wake up early on your day off anyhow.”

Simon purred and got to stroking the shark’s head gently,

lulling the shark to sleep with his soft touch

and succumbing to sleep shortly after,

resting his hand on the shark’s head

with his other hand

interlocked with Shey’s.

This was “Masseur with benefits” by Fayinga,

read for you by Khaki,

your faithful fireside companion.

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