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"Most people don't," Leo replied, offering a bottle of water. "But now you know where to let it go."

"First time for... this," Marcus admitted, gesturing vaguely at the massage table. "Work’s been a lot. I just need to unknot." gay ass massaging

Leo lived for the quiet hum of his studio, a sanctuary of soft lighting and the scent of sandalwood. As a professional massage therapist, he’d seen it all, but there was something different about Marcus from the moment he walked in. Marcus was tall, with broad shoulders that looked like they were carrying the weight of the world, and a shy smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. "First time?" Leo asked, his voice low and grounding. "Most people don't," Leo replied, offering a bottle of water

As Leo began the session, he could feel the incredible tension in Marcus’s frame. He worked through the shoulders, then the lower back, using firm, rhythmic strokes. When he reached the glutes, he noticed Marcus stiffen slightly. "Work’s been a lot