Every two weeks like clockwork this guy comes in for his hot stone massage. I work my magic on his sore shoulders, back and other muscles. But this week, he had such a pensive look on his face that I had to wonder, what is his story? Does he have someone that he goes home to every night, or is he still looking for the one?
Photo Description: A man laying on a massage table with four large stones placed on his back.
This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's 'Love is Always Write' event.