I have to say that the average size of my clients is significantly bigger than what research tells (white and black)... This tall guy is definitely among the smallest. Height is really not connected cock size...
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I have to say that the average size of my clients is significantly bigger than what research tells (white and black)... This tall guy is definitely among the smallest. Height is really not connected cock size...
I have enjoyed male massage for years. There was no touching in my family as I grew up, and I rarely saw my parents exhibit any affection at all (maybe 3 times?). So, touch was something goal-oriented such as masturbation or sex. My orientation was towards men but I fought it hard, dated and married women, had kids (a wonderful thing), and did the suburban lifestyle. While on a client trip to Asia, I decided to get a massage at the hotel gym in Hong Kong. Having never had one before, this was altogether new territory. An older Chinese (duh) guy with thick glasses worked on me therapeutically with moderate draping. Even though there was no sexual energy at all, it felt really good, so I began to get massages fairly often when I got back home. Now I seek therapeutic/sensual sessions with a release. If properly researched, they are easy to find in any major US city, and certainly abroad.
My most recent experience was in Bali. The Indonesian government has strict internet controls; anything sexual or provocative is blocked. So, I looked for recommendations for a massage studio with a male therapist for men and female for women. This is actually as it should be. I found one in walking distance. The guy was a friendly, young, open-faced Balinese who spoke a little English but not too much. We went into a private courtyard where I undressed and laid a table in the open air but shaded. Since I'd just arrived from a 26 hour transit from the US, I was wasted and not feeling up for a frolic per se. This guy was strong, and worked my back very well. His strokes included my butt and gradually between my legs, not avoiding my cock and balls. As he worked my legs, his strokes went all the way up so that my cock and balls were incidentally massaged. I moaned and spread my legs, but being so tired I did not feel anything but just good. When I turned over, he massaged my entire front side, including my testicles, which are large, and occasionally my cock. Again, I was wiped out so I chubbed but did not blossom. After this great work, I had a 20 minute soak in a flower covered bath. Then we were done, but I did ask if I could return the next day for a 2 hour session.
The next day at noon I arrived and was taken to a hexagonal pavilion with a few glass windows. It was nicer, but not as private as the day before. Having remembered the familiarity of his strokes and caresses, I has some fun on my mind, and he knew that this massage would be different. As he worked me up and down, including my cock and balls, he pressed his crotch into my hand. He was hard, so I began to squeeze it gently, then more directly. He paused to change position, and I noticed when he returned that his zipper was now down. As he massaged, I reached inside, stroking his cock, then taking it out of his underwear. He wasn't big, but had a well-shaped cock that was very hard and, with attention, began to leak. Since it was by my head, I took it into my mouth as he began to stroke me. I was really hard and am pretty well endowed, quite horny, and very ready for this. Meanwhile, outside, we could hear children laughing and people talking as they walked near the glass windows. We were not to be deterred though so we kept at it. As he stroked up and down my erection, I finally couldn't take it any more and came hard, with big spurts of cum that mixed with the coconut oil in my crotch. After returning to earth, we got ourselves back together, I took my soaking bath and was finished with the session. He suggested another massage the next day, but I contacted him later and said I couldn't do it. Frankly, I was sore from his very deep work and my body needed to recover. Still, it was a great experience and I hope to repeat that if I am in these parts again.
I have other memories to share, but thought I would start with the most recent.
My most recent experience was in Bali. The Indonesian government has strict internet controls; anything sexual or provocative is blocked. So, I looked for recommendations for a massage studio with a male therapist for men and female for women. This is actually as it should be. I found one in walking distance. The guy was a friendly, young, open-faced Balinese who spoke a little English but not too much. We went into a private courtyard where I undressed and laid a table in the open air but shaded. Since I'd just arrived from a 26 hour transit from the US, I was wasted and not feeling up for a frolic per se. This guy was strong, and worked my back very well. His strokes included my butt and gradually between my legs, not avoiding my cock and balls. As he worked my legs, his strokes went all the way up so that my cock and balls were incidentally massaged. I moaned and spread my legs, but being so tired I did not feel anything but just good. When I turned over, he massaged my entire front side, including my testicles, which are large, and occasionally my cock. Again, I was wiped out so I chubbed but did not blossom. After this great work, I had a 20 minute soak in a flower covered bath. Then we were done, but I did ask if I could return the next day for a 2 hour session.
The next day at noon I arrived and was taken to a hexagonal pavilion with a few glass windows. It was nicer, but not as private as the day before. Having remembered the familiarity of his strokes and caresses, I has some fun on my mind, and he knew that this massage would be different. As he worked me up and down, including my cock and balls, he pressed his crotch into my hand. He was hard, so I began to squeeze it gently, then more directly. He paused to change position, and I noticed when he returned that his zipper was now down. As he massaged, I reached inside, stroking his cock, then taking it out of his underwear. He wasn't big, but had a well-shaped cock that was very hard and, with attention, began to leak. Since it was by my head, I took it into my mouth as he began to stroke me. I was really hard and am pretty well endowed, quite horny, and very ready for this. Meanwhile, outside, we could hear children laughing and people talking as they walked near the glass windows. We were not to be deterred though so we kept at it. As he stroked up and down my erection, I finally couldn't take it any more and came hard, with big spurts of cum that mixed with the coconut oil in my crotch. After returning to earth, we got ourselves back together, I took my soaking bath and was finished with the session. He suggested another massage the next day, but I contacted him later and said I couldn't do it. Frankly, I was sore from his very deep work and my body needed to recover. Still, it was a great experience and I hope to repeat that if I am in these parts again.
I have other memories to share, but thought I would start with the most recent.
I started my "memoir" with my most recent massage, which was excellent in all ways. I'll continue with some of my first experiences as I found my way.
When I started to explore male massage, there was no internet other than chatrooms on AOL at best. It was a huge tease and turn on for me chatting with BiMM in the chats, and I'd stay up ridiculously late as my family slept. I'd have a painful erection as I chatted with other guys, and I assume that they did as well. Times have thankfully changed.
My early male massage experiences resulted from ads in the local free rag, which was widely distributed in the central part of town. I studied the ads under "massage", and responded to ones that seemed interesting. The first was, frankly, dreadful. They were often deceptive of course. So, I arranged to go to this guy's house for a nice massage. I'd not had an experience with a hoarder before, and it was truly horrifying. Clothes and objects were heaped, really heaped, everywhere. Not one inch of space was open. Then there was the cat hair and the not-so-subtle smell of need-to-be-cleaned cat pan. I'd turn on my heel and leave now of course but I didn't know any better, so we did the massage. I don't think that there were any fireworks due to the circumstances.
My next guy was good. He was almost completely blind, nice looking and had a nice temperament. I started to see him and gradually it became OK for him to jack me off. I loved it of course and came buckets (being quite a bit younger then). I remember one time when he had the windows open and had to put his hand over my mouth as I moaned in pleasure. Funny.
Then there was the guy who was older, quite good with his hands, and knew how to take me the distance. He used some sort of very warm oil and used it liberally. The finale was when he put on an electric hand massager and started to work around my crotch. Gentlemen, let me tell you, if there's a hand massager involved, you are going to cum. Doesn't matter where your head is, you will cum and that's it. I had numerous hard orgasms as a result of that hand massager! I have no idea what that oil was, and even thought it might have been motor oil because the damn stuff would not come off in the shower. Scrub as I would, it seemed permanent. Doubtless, it was really cheap. What a character he was.
I have more and will add as time permits.
When I started to explore male massage, there was no internet other than chatrooms on AOL at best. It was a huge tease and turn on for me chatting with BiMM in the chats, and I'd stay up ridiculously late as my family slept. I'd have a painful erection as I chatted with other guys, and I assume that they did as well. Times have thankfully changed.
My early male massage experiences resulted from ads in the local free rag, which was widely distributed in the central part of town. I studied the ads under "massage", and responded to ones that seemed interesting. The first was, frankly, dreadful. They were often deceptive of course. So, I arranged to go to this guy's house for a nice massage. I'd not had an experience with a hoarder before, and it was truly horrifying. Clothes and objects were heaped, really heaped, everywhere. Not one inch of space was open. Then there was the cat hair and the not-so-subtle smell of need-to-be-cleaned cat pan. I'd turn on my heel and leave now of course but I didn't know any better, so we did the massage. I don't think that there were any fireworks due to the circumstances.
My next guy was good. He was almost completely blind, nice looking and had a nice temperament. I started to see him and gradually it became OK for him to jack me off. I loved it of course and came buckets (being quite a bit younger then). I remember one time when he had the windows open and had to put his hand over my mouth as I moaned in pleasure. Funny.
Then there was the guy who was older, quite good with his hands, and knew how to take me the distance. He used some sort of very warm oil and used it liberally. The finale was when he put on an electric hand massager and started to work around my crotch. Gentlemen, let me tell you, if there's a hand massager involved, you are going to cum. Doesn't matter where your head is, you will cum and that's it. I had numerous hard orgasms as a result of that hand massager! I have no idea what that oil was, and even thought it might have been motor oil because the damn stuff would not come off in the shower. Scrub as I would, it seemed permanent. Doubtless, it was really cheap. What a character he was.
I have more and will add as time permits.
Before I became a masseur, I experienced quite some time trying different massage palors in every city that I travel.
Inspired by ScubaSkier, I'll also share my only experience in Indonesia, not Bali but Jakarta. I've surfed on internet that found that massage information was highly restricted, and no English information at all. All porn sites were blocked and it was impossible to find a quality massage palor for men. Craigslist also seemed shady. I was cautious about being safe abroad and desired a good massage. To me, I didn't necessarily need to release, but rather a sensual experience.
One night I was spending my time in hotel jacuzzi and overheard the hotel masseur welcoming his client. His voice was soft but not flaming. You know a voice could tell a lot about a man's masculinity. It brought up my interest.
I made an appointment with the front desk to have a 2-hr massage. It included first 30 mins scrub and a following aroma massage.
The next day, I met the masseur. He was at his 40s, dark skin, strong arms, in a decent shape of his age. I got changed in a robe with no underwear inside. The first procedure of the massage was to get my feet soaked and scrubed. He asked me to sit down and he kneeled down. As he lifted my foot, my whole package surfaced right in front of him. I tried not surpress but my cock didn't hear me. I got a raging hard on and it grew to point right at his face. But he made me comfortable by not looking at it.
Soon our little chit chat helped me to get distracted and it went semi-hard. I learned that he was a farther of three kids. He was a masseur at the hotel then a shipping crew member for 5 years. He just came back to this job recently. I wonderred what made him to live a life on the sea, but didn't ask.
Now moved to the scrube, it was exactly what I was expecting. He scrubbed every inch of my body and everytime he passed my balls, it made my cock harder and harder. A couple of times, he held my cock with one hand and used the other to scrub my inner thigh.
Then he went out and I took a shower. I purposefully took a slow shower. So as he knocked on the door, I was drying myself and gave him a full view of my body. "You have a very nice body, Sir." "Thank you, I hope it was nice to work on my body." "Yes, I enjoy giving you massage and hope I will help you relax." "Yeah, that would be great." What does relax mean? I was wondering...
Then went on the oil massage. He strokes are mild and skilled. He knew what his doing. His arm purposefully pressed on my cock when he was giving me leg massage. I especially enjoyed him getting on the massage table and spreaded my legs. I felt utterly lose control of my body which was amazing and let him do his job. It didn't take long for me to drop a big load when he started massaging my cock. "Please don't tell the front desk, it's not allowed here." "Of course." As I was saying it, I gave a big shot. It was so strong that I might have shot on his working clothes.
"I hope to see you again Sir." "I will." Smiled with satisfaction and left the room...
Inspired by ScubaSkier, I'll also share my only experience in Indonesia, not Bali but Jakarta. I've surfed on internet that found that massage information was highly restricted, and no English information at all. All porn sites were blocked and it was impossible to find a quality massage palor for men. Craigslist also seemed shady. I was cautious about being safe abroad and desired a good massage. To me, I didn't necessarily need to release, but rather a sensual experience.
One night I was spending my time in hotel jacuzzi and overheard the hotel masseur welcoming his client. His voice was soft but not flaming. You know a voice could tell a lot about a man's masculinity. It brought up my interest.
I made an appointment with the front desk to have a 2-hr massage. It included first 30 mins scrub and a following aroma massage.
The next day, I met the masseur. He was at his 40s, dark skin, strong arms, in a decent shape of his age. I got changed in a robe with no underwear inside. The first procedure of the massage was to get my feet soaked and scrubed. He asked me to sit down and he kneeled down. As he lifted my foot, my whole package surfaced right in front of him. I tried not surpress but my cock didn't hear me. I got a raging hard on and it grew to point right at his face. But he made me comfortable by not looking at it.
Soon our little chit chat helped me to get distracted and it went semi-hard. I learned that he was a farther of three kids. He was a masseur at the hotel then a shipping crew member for 5 years. He just came back to this job recently. I wonderred what made him to live a life on the sea, but didn't ask.
Now moved to the scrube, it was exactly what I was expecting. He scrubbed every inch of my body and everytime he passed my balls, it made my cock harder and harder. A couple of times, he held my cock with one hand and used the other to scrub my inner thigh.
Then he went out and I took a shower. I purposefully took a slow shower. So as he knocked on the door, I was drying myself and gave him a full view of my body. "You have a very nice body, Sir." "Thank you, I hope it was nice to work on my body." "Yes, I enjoy giving you massage and hope I will help you relax." "Yeah, that would be great." What does relax mean? I was wondering...
Then went on the oil massage. He strokes are mild and skilled. He knew what his doing. His arm purposefully pressed on my cock when he was giving me leg massage. I especially enjoyed him getting on the massage table and spreaded my legs. I felt utterly lose control of my body which was amazing and let him do his job. It didn't take long for me to drop a big load when he started massaging my cock. "Please don't tell the front desk, it's not allowed here." "Of course." As I was saying it, I gave a big shot. It was so strong that I might have shot on his working clothes.
"I hope to see you again Sir." "I will." Smiled with satisfaction and left the room...
I patronise a local men-only sauna with male masseurs. They are not qualified or registered masseurs, and never claimed to be. The management does not encourage non-massage activities in the massage rooms, but it sometimes happens.
The other day, I paid for my massage, went into the massage room with the appointed masseur (they take turns), and laid face-down, naked, for the massage to start. It started very innocently and normally, giving my back and legs a good going through.
When my glutes were massaged, the masseur's fingers grazed my anus a few times, more times that I thought was accidental. When my inner thighs were massaged, my scrotum was touched a few times too.
I was then asked to turn over, and the masseur started to make long strokes from my chest to the bottom of my abs, and in the process, touched my pubes. My penis grew and became hard quite quickly. The masseur did not seem to be offended, and even oiled my penis and gave it a few tugs. I was unsure if it was a come-on or a playful gesture by the masseur. However, when he concentrated on my pecs and decided to tickle my nipples, I thought it was fair game for all. I groped his penis and he did not turn away.
This led to me opening his trousers and playing with his cock, which was stiff and inviting. I looked him in the eye and asked if he wanted it. The masseur nodded shyly. So I give him an oral job. Three times he clenched himself hard to refrain from shooting, but the fourth time was a lost cause. He pulled out of my mouth and shot all over my body. He then cleaned me up and finished the massage without saying a word.
When it was over, I thanked him, tipped him, and left. I can't help but wonder what his reaction would be if he is once again assigned to me for my massage.
The other day, I paid for my massage, went into the massage room with the appointed masseur (they take turns), and laid face-down, naked, for the massage to start. It started very innocently and normally, giving my back and legs a good going through.
When my glutes were massaged, the masseur's fingers grazed my anus a few times, more times that I thought was accidental. When my inner thighs were massaged, my scrotum was touched a few times too.
I was then asked to turn over, and the masseur started to make long strokes from my chest to the bottom of my abs, and in the process, touched my pubes. My penis grew and became hard quite quickly. The masseur did not seem to be offended, and even oiled my penis and gave it a few tugs. I was unsure if it was a come-on or a playful gesture by the masseur. However, when he concentrated on my pecs and decided to tickle my nipples, I thought it was fair game for all. I groped his penis and he did not turn away.
This led to me opening his trousers and playing with his cock, which was stiff and inviting. I looked him in the eye and asked if he wanted it. The masseur nodded shyly. So I give him an oral job. Three times he clenched himself hard to refrain from shooting, but the fourth time was a lost cause. He pulled out of my mouth and shot all over my body. He then cleaned me up and finished the massage without saying a word.
When it was over, I thanked him, tipped him, and left. I can't help but wonder what his reaction would be if he is once again assigned to me for my massage.
Another great massage. She is still rubbing against my cock and balls. Glides her hand from my balls right to thr tip of my cock. This time while on my back my cock was fully uncovered again and most of my balls also. She didnt say a word about it rubbed into it more again this time. Also we are going atving together next weekend her husband works out of town for weeks at a time. I think it will take more time but I may just get somewhere with her. Told me she goes nude on her boat all the time also.
Went for my first massage today at a massage parlor. It was a pleasant experience, from the shower to the massage to the happy ending. This place was known for being a happy ending place, and she didn't disappoint. A petite Asian woman with small breasts and a great smile.
She was very subtle during the shower with a little playing but I wasn't sure if it would lead anywhere. Back in the room as the massage progressed, she kept moving my hand so I was touching her leg. I massaged it gently (I had heard this is a signal you want more). She didn't move away. The massage got softer. She knew exactly how to play to give me a boner for the flip.
From that point on it was all rules were off. She allowed me to grab her ass and even suck on her pointy nipples. I couldn't last long! She jerked a huge load out of me and even said "that's a big one" which made me laugh. She made sure I knew her name as I left. My desire for sexual contact and her perfect small breasts will ensure I go back.
She was very subtle during the shower with a little playing but I wasn't sure if it would lead anywhere. Back in the room as the massage progressed, she kept moving my hand so I was touching her leg. I massaged it gently (I had heard this is a signal you want more). She didn't move away. The massage got softer. She knew exactly how to play to give me a boner for the flip.
From that point on it was all rules were off. She allowed me to grab her ass and even suck on her pointy nipples. I couldn't last long! She jerked a huge load out of me and even said "that's a big one" which made me laugh. She made sure I knew her name as I left. My desire for sexual contact and her perfect small breasts will ensure I go back.
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It’s been awhile since I posted so I thought I’d post today. In my last post I talked about how my massage guy had this thing for eating my ass. Honestly, I don’t think I have the greatest ass so it was a complete surprise to me that while he worked my glutes and hamstrings he opened up the crack of my ass inserted his fingers opening my hole wider and stuck his tongue deep inside. I gotta say, I loved it and got up on all fours for deeper penetration and giving him access to my dangling cock.
Since then I found another guy who was closer to my home; a nice Brazilian guy, good looking, soft spoken with a dedicated massage room in his apartment. Our first session was pretty standard, he showed me the room asked me to undress and lie face down on the table and he would return shortly.
The massage followed the typical progression starting at my head, shoulders, back, glutes legs and feet. He mentioned what a nice body I had and knew that I kept it in shape. His movements were long and precise with rhythmic rocking back and forth and side to side. I started to become erect almost immediately and the gentle rocking just increased my stiffness producing pre-cum. I’m a real drooler and I could feel the white sheet below me getting wet.
I was relieved that while he worked my glutes he didn’t try to enter my hole but he did run his hands down my crack and I could feel his fingers lightly glide over my opening.
Fully relaxed he then asked me to turn over on my back. My cock was rock hard, knob plump and pointed toward the ceiling. He made some minor adjustments, repositioning me on the table and placing a bolster under my legs. As he repositioned my head and shoulders he whispered in my ear, you have a beautiful cock. I smiled and whispered thank you. He glided his hands across my chest, abs, and legs and down to my feet. He then grabbed my ankles and began to rock my legs causing my cock to bounce back and forth. He then told me he was going to do some stretching of my legs and back. He lifted my leg and bent it at the knee then pushed it to the opposite side of the table. I could feel his hand supporting my butt and his finger gently pressing my hole. The slight pressure caused my hole to open slightly but he did not penetrate me. I became very aroused and ropes of precum wet my leg. He did this several times with each leg and I lifted my head, opened my eyes slightly to see a spider web of the ropes of precum across my abs and thighs.
He then placed my legs back into a resting positon and began to massage again. His touch was amazing and all I wanted at that point was for him to grab my cock but he didn’t. He worked my quads and inner thighs and I was moaning. As he worked his way around the table he gently pressed his fully dressed body against my hands so I began to touch his ass and erect cock. Suddenly I felt wetness on my cock; it was his mouth swallowing me. With one hand I ran my fingers though his hair pushing his head deeper down to the base of my meat and with my other hand I pulled down his pants.
Within seconds he was completely naked and we were kissing and orally working on each other. I slid off the table dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. This guy had a nice average uncut cock and an outrageous ass so it wasn’t long before I had him bent over the table rubbing my precum drenched cock against his hole. I didn’t fuck him but I did nut in his mouth and in return I took his load.
After we both blew our loads he carefully washed my cock, got dressed and proceeded with the massage. I guess I got the happy ending early. This never happened to me before and I really liked it. Relaxed and drained he continued working my abs and up to my scalp. I was literally floating on air at that point.
The guy is a total pro. I was a regular for about a year. Every session was as good as the first and identical. Since I knew the routine I could really let myself relax and enjoy his touch, moaning frequently throughout the session. Eventually he moved an hour away. The problem with the drive is, it’s all traffic in both directions and a crap drive. When I told him I wouldn’t be a client any longer he was really bummed. It’s been eight months so I might make the trip one of these days. I’ve been looking for his replacement and I’ve had a few worth writing about so I’ll tell you later.
Since then I found another guy who was closer to my home; a nice Brazilian guy, good looking, soft spoken with a dedicated massage room in his apartment. Our first session was pretty standard, he showed me the room asked me to undress and lie face down on the table and he would return shortly.
The massage followed the typical progression starting at my head, shoulders, back, glutes legs and feet. He mentioned what a nice body I had and knew that I kept it in shape. His movements were long and precise with rhythmic rocking back and forth and side to side. I started to become erect almost immediately and the gentle rocking just increased my stiffness producing pre-cum. I’m a real drooler and I could feel the white sheet below me getting wet.
I was relieved that while he worked my glutes he didn’t try to enter my hole but he did run his hands down my crack and I could feel his fingers lightly glide over my opening.
Fully relaxed he then asked me to turn over on my back. My cock was rock hard, knob plump and pointed toward the ceiling. He made some minor adjustments, repositioning me on the table and placing a bolster under my legs. As he repositioned my head and shoulders he whispered in my ear, you have a beautiful cock. I smiled and whispered thank you. He glided his hands across my chest, abs, and legs and down to my feet. He then grabbed my ankles and began to rock my legs causing my cock to bounce back and forth. He then told me he was going to do some stretching of my legs and back. He lifted my leg and bent it at the knee then pushed it to the opposite side of the table. I could feel his hand supporting my butt and his finger gently pressing my hole. The slight pressure caused my hole to open slightly but he did not penetrate me. I became very aroused and ropes of precum wet my leg. He did this several times with each leg and I lifted my head, opened my eyes slightly to see a spider web of the ropes of precum across my abs and thighs.
He then placed my legs back into a resting positon and began to massage again. His touch was amazing and all I wanted at that point was for him to grab my cock but he didn’t. He worked my quads and inner thighs and I was moaning. As he worked his way around the table he gently pressed his fully dressed body against my hands so I began to touch his ass and erect cock. Suddenly I felt wetness on my cock; it was his mouth swallowing me. With one hand I ran my fingers though his hair pushing his head deeper down to the base of my meat and with my other hand I pulled down his pants.
Within seconds he was completely naked and we were kissing and orally working on each other. I slid off the table dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth. This guy had a nice average uncut cock and an outrageous ass so it wasn’t long before I had him bent over the table rubbing my precum drenched cock against his hole. I didn’t fuck him but I did nut in his mouth and in return I took his load.
After we both blew our loads he carefully washed my cock, got dressed and proceeded with the massage. I guess I got the happy ending early. This never happened to me before and I really liked it. Relaxed and drained he continued working my abs and up to my scalp. I was literally floating on air at that point.
The guy is a total pro. I was a regular for about a year. Every session was as good as the first and identical. Since I knew the routine I could really let myself relax and enjoy his touch, moaning frequently throughout the session. Eventually he moved an hour away. The problem with the drive is, it’s all traffic in both directions and a crap drive. When I told him I wouldn’t be a client any longer he was really bummed. It’s been eight months so I might make the trip one of these days. I’ve been looking for his replacement and I’ve had a few worth writing about so I’ll tell you later.
Another massage today. More cock touching today. I think she is getting into it more. She spent a lot of time on my upper thighs. Again my cock was fully exposed while on my back. I opened my eyes for a second to see where she was looking and she was looking right at my cock. While on my stomach with cock hanging down between my legs she touched and actually rubbed her fingers down my shaft a few times while doing my upper inner thighs. Looking forward to next week.
Last week I gave a massage to a returning British customer. I haven't seen him in a while. Back then, he would come to my place once a week. He was fit, polite, trimmed body and has a tight round ass. I used to like massaging his glute alot. Once he asked me to fuck him, but I rejected. It was very tempting but not professional at all, and I was afraid to lose him as a customer. Somehow, he stopped messaging me. I occasionally messaged him, but never got any replies.
Last week, he suddenly text back to me and arranged a massge at his hotel. It turned out that he moved to Singapore and has a boyfriend. He kissed me on the cheek when I greeted him. We had our routine massage. Although there was no sex involved, both of us felt really sensual and relaxed just by feeling each other's body. At some point, I forgot who was the masseur. He told me to relax and kept telling me that I have perfect body and beautiful cock and ass. He put his curvy cock in between my hamstrings and came a big load.
He was shy after the massage as usual, didn't talk too much. But told me that he will visit me again next month. We friended each other on FB. Looks like he's been on vacation trips with his bf a lot lately.
Last week, he suddenly text back to me and arranged a massge at his hotel. It turned out that he moved to Singapore and has a boyfriend. He kissed me on the cheek when I greeted him. We had our routine massage. Although there was no sex involved, both of us felt really sensual and relaxed just by feeling each other's body. At some point, I forgot who was the masseur. He told me to relax and kept telling me that I have perfect body and beautiful cock and ass. He put his curvy cock in between my hamstrings and came a big load.
He was shy after the massage as usual, didn't talk too much. But told me that he will visit me again next month. We friended each other on FB. Looks like he's been on vacation trips with his bf a lot lately.
Whenever I am in Chicago I do my best to get to Paradise Sauna. It's not advertised as a gay sauna but nearly every guy there is there to jo and/or suck. There is an open massage table that anyone can use. It is located adjacent to the open showers and the jacuzzis. I usually find some handsome guy to offer a massage and have never been turned down. Last time it was a young guy in his twenties and pretty muscular. Even though I am older I went for it and he accepted. As I massaged him he held my dick. While on his back I finger fucked him a bit. I massaged him for about an hour and finally on his back I jacked him off. He came quickly. So very hot especially with naked guys walking by and watching while showering. Can't wait to go back in a couple of weeks.
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I had a massage yesterday. I’ve been trying different guys since my regular guy moved away with hopes that I can find someone who’s as good and become a regular client. I know every massage is going to vary and there has to be some chemistry to move from a traditional massage to something more sensual, erotic, to the sexual. I’m also just as happy with just a traditional massage without any sexual activity just as long as it’s good. I’m also paying for the service so I am expecting to walk away feeling great and knowing it was money well spent.
Yesterday’s massage was not the case. I booked a 120 minute massage thinking most of the time would be spent working each muscle group and maybe get some cock play.
I thought I did my homework, this guy said he had been doing massages for eleven years. He also mentioned the tip was not included in his price and it would be appreciated. This was odd but I wasn’t suspicious. Normally, tipping is reserved for a therapist working at a spa but I didn’t question the statement.
I got to his place, nice apartment, it was clean and he seemed pleasant. He showed me his massage room and asked me to remove my clothing and lie face down on the table. He also asked me if I had to use the bathroom and I said yes. I stripped and made my way to the bathroom. After a quick piss, I milked the last few drops and my cock began to swell. I returned to the table where he was getting organized. We made the usual small talk about my last massage and how he had been practicing for eleven years with rave reviews and a large client base.
As we talked my cock got harder and I noticed his eyes travel downward to check out my equipment. I climbed on the table and got comfortable but placed my cock toward my stomach, out of reach. He then told me he used this particular hypo-allergenic lotion and I said great, only because I didn’t know what else to say. He then began to cover me with this stuff, lightly massaging me almost like he was putting frosting on a cake. I didn’t think much of it, maybe it was his style or how this lotion worked. He also mentioned the skin on my back was dry and slightly peeling. I told him I was recently in Miami and had visited a nude beach. He said not to worry, the lotion would help.
He began the massage at my shoulders applying more lotion. Immediately I knew something wasn’t right. This guy knew nothing about anatomy or how to work each muscle group. More lotion was applied and he moved further down. One thing that really got my attention was the lotion being applied directly to my body; most therapists apply it to their hands and warm it up before touching your body. It wasn’t long before I started feeling like a piece of pizza dough. The rubbing and kneading, with more and more lotion; my ass began to hurt. He also mentioned again, my skin was pealing. I’m now thinking this special lotion was cheap crap with lots of alcohol, drying my skin.
I tried to keep an open mind, hoping he would get into his job and I could relax. He next worked my legs. The back of my legs and inner thighs are pretty sensitive so my cock got real hard. His movements became more vigorous and deep, pushing my hips and ass deeper into the table. The rocking of the table was so intense it began to squeak, I felt like I was fucking the table and the friction was keeping my cock hard.
Eventually he asked me to turn over; I was pretty happy knowing this massage was at least half over. I made the turn and adjusted myself on the table. He asked if I was comfortable and then said, Jesus your cock is huge; I’ve never seen anything that thick and I’ve been doing massages for eleven years. I said thanks but in my mind all I was thinking was for him to put it in his mouth, swallow a load and I could go home. I wasn’t buying the eleven years!
The procedure was exactly the same; he lathered me up with this cheap lotion and began massaging me with this vigorous rubbing and kneading, never really focusing on any particular muscle. Not only did the intensity increase and the table squeaking but my cock was flopping all over the place; slapping my legs and stomach. It was insane.
I opened my eyes slightly and notice he was fixated on my cock flopping back and forth. I honestly could not figure out what he was up to but I wanted it to end.
Finally, he said the massage would be ending in five to ten minutes. No one has ever said that to me during a massage so I figure it was my cue to do something so I grabbed his ass to make some form of contact. He didn’t respond but continued to make my cock flop around. I lifted my head and told him to pour the lotion over my cock. He squirted a huge pile of it on my knob; I grabbed my meat and began stroking it till I erupted, blasting cum all over the place.
As he began cleaning the mess, he asked me if I enjoyed the massage. I said nothing, got dressed, shelled out the cash, thanked him and left.
I’m chalking this one up as one of the worst massages of my life. I’ve been getting semi-regular massages since I was a freshman in college and this guy was no pro. This wasn’t even a rub and tug. I took this guy’s word that he was a trained individual who had been practicing for eleven years.
Anyway, I still have to post the massage I had a couple of months ago. This one was great and so unusual. I just had to post this one while it was still fresh in my mind.
Yesterday’s massage was not the case. I booked a 120 minute massage thinking most of the time would be spent working each muscle group and maybe get some cock play.
I thought I did my homework, this guy said he had been doing massages for eleven years. He also mentioned the tip was not included in his price and it would be appreciated. This was odd but I wasn’t suspicious. Normally, tipping is reserved for a therapist working at a spa but I didn’t question the statement.
I got to his place, nice apartment, it was clean and he seemed pleasant. He showed me his massage room and asked me to remove my clothing and lie face down on the table. He also asked me if I had to use the bathroom and I said yes. I stripped and made my way to the bathroom. After a quick piss, I milked the last few drops and my cock began to swell. I returned to the table where he was getting organized. We made the usual small talk about my last massage and how he had been practicing for eleven years with rave reviews and a large client base.
As we talked my cock got harder and I noticed his eyes travel downward to check out my equipment. I climbed on the table and got comfortable but placed my cock toward my stomach, out of reach. He then told me he used this particular hypo-allergenic lotion and I said great, only because I didn’t know what else to say. He then began to cover me with this stuff, lightly massaging me almost like he was putting frosting on a cake. I didn’t think much of it, maybe it was his style or how this lotion worked. He also mentioned the skin on my back was dry and slightly peeling. I told him I was recently in Miami and had visited a nude beach. He said not to worry, the lotion would help.
He began the massage at my shoulders applying more lotion. Immediately I knew something wasn’t right. This guy knew nothing about anatomy or how to work each muscle group. More lotion was applied and he moved further down. One thing that really got my attention was the lotion being applied directly to my body; most therapists apply it to their hands and warm it up before touching your body. It wasn’t long before I started feeling like a piece of pizza dough. The rubbing and kneading, with more and more lotion; my ass began to hurt. He also mentioned again, my skin was pealing. I’m now thinking this special lotion was cheap crap with lots of alcohol, drying my skin.
I tried to keep an open mind, hoping he would get into his job and I could relax. He next worked my legs. The back of my legs and inner thighs are pretty sensitive so my cock got real hard. His movements became more vigorous and deep, pushing my hips and ass deeper into the table. The rocking of the table was so intense it began to squeak, I felt like I was fucking the table and the friction was keeping my cock hard.
Eventually he asked me to turn over; I was pretty happy knowing this massage was at least half over. I made the turn and adjusted myself on the table. He asked if I was comfortable and then said, Jesus your cock is huge; I’ve never seen anything that thick and I’ve been doing massages for eleven years. I said thanks but in my mind all I was thinking was for him to put it in his mouth, swallow a load and I could go home. I wasn’t buying the eleven years!
The procedure was exactly the same; he lathered me up with this cheap lotion and began massaging me with this vigorous rubbing and kneading, never really focusing on any particular muscle. Not only did the intensity increase and the table squeaking but my cock was flopping all over the place; slapping my legs and stomach. It was insane.
I opened my eyes slightly and notice he was fixated on my cock flopping back and forth. I honestly could not figure out what he was up to but I wanted it to end.
Finally, he said the massage would be ending in five to ten minutes. No one has ever said that to me during a massage so I figure it was my cue to do something so I grabbed his ass to make some form of contact. He didn’t respond but continued to make my cock flop around. I lifted my head and told him to pour the lotion over my cock. He squirted a huge pile of it on my knob; I grabbed my meat and began stroking it till I erupted, blasting cum all over the place.
As he began cleaning the mess, he asked me if I enjoyed the massage. I said nothing, got dressed, shelled out the cash, thanked him and left.
I’m chalking this one up as one of the worst massages of my life. I’ve been getting semi-regular massages since I was a freshman in college and this guy was no pro. This wasn’t even a rub and tug. I took this guy’s word that he was a trained individual who had been practicing for eleven years.
Anyway, I still have to post the massage I had a couple of months ago. This one was great and so unusual. I just had to post this one while it was still fresh in my mind.
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I promised to post the massage I had a couple of months ago. This one was actually great so it’s definitely worth a read.
I conducted my usual email inquiry and the therapist / masseur sounded friendly and after a few messages back and forth he said he had a few ideas and would tailor the massage to fit my needs. I really didn’t think too much about what he was planning because my inquiries were for a deep tissue massage to relieve overall body tension and stress from work and my exercise routine.
When I arrived at his place I couldn’t help but notice what a nice home he had. He greeted me and was very nice. He was a big burly type of guy, a little on the heavy side. When picking a massage guy I don’t focus on their looks, it’s all about their skill and knowledge of anatomy so it was cool.
He directed me to his massage room and table, told me to remove my clothing and lie face down. I wasn’t paying too much attention to the table till after I was naked. There was a large bolster under the sheet! I got up on the table and tried to position myself but it felt a little awkward and slightly uncomfortable because the bolster was positioned under my hips raising my ass into the air.
When he returned to the room I was still making myself comfortable and he offered assistance. I’ve had additional support devices placed under me before to raise my legs but nothing like this. He said it would help reach targeted areas of my lower back so I went with it and let him adjust the bolster to the desired position and comfort. One final adjustment he made was to reach up under me, grab my cock and balls which were under my leg and move everything down so it was easily visible below my elevated ass. I was cool with it and actually more comfortable.
The room was dimly lit, some candles and the usual massage music played. He made some breathing recommendations and began working on my shoulders and back. I was thinking, having my hips elevated might be working because the work he was doing on my back felt great. After working my lower back he did some glute work and moved down to my legs and feet. I was pretty relaxed at that point and felt like I was floating on air.
He then proceeded to work his way back up my legs and began focusing his attention on my hamstrings and inner thigh. This felt great and since that area is one of my erogenous zones my cock began to swell.
For the record, I’m not very submissive; I’m more the dominant type, the aggressor. Knowing that, I’m not one for any ass play. I’m not saying it hasn’t happened; I’m very open minded and love sex. It’s just not the norm for me.
So, there I am, my ass in the air, my glutes and ass are now being worked on and my cock is rock hard and oozing precum. I’m also in this somewhat euphoric state and I’m thinking, so this is my custom tailored massage? Well whatever it is, I love it. Also keep in mind because of the angle my butt, the cheeks are spread wide open and my hole is fully exposed.
His massaging hand movements became more focused gliding his hands down the length of my spine through the crack of my ass, across my hole, balls, down my shaft and ending at my knob. He repeated the motion over and over again till I let out a moan. The technique became firmer and now I’m totally in the moment and loving this. He knew exactly what he was doing and waited to achieve the right response then he slid his finger inside my hole. I don’t know how he did it but my hole opened with such ease. After that, there were more fingers inserted and he found my prostrate.
Just when I thought I was getting the best prostrate massage ever, I felt something much larger sliding into my hole. I wasn’t startled or in pain or discomfort; it felt great. Suddenly, whatever was now in my ass was now vibrating. At that point, I’m really losing it. I’m moaning and my cock is ready to explode. He’s got this vibrating thing deep inside me and it’s working my prostrate like nobody’s business.
I was just about to pop a load and suddenly the vibration stopped and the object was slowly pulled out. I took a deep breath and waited for my muscles to contract. I guess that wasn’t the plan because I now felt something else being inserted. This was different, it was larger but somehow I was taking it without skipping a beat. Looking back, this is so out of character for me but in that moment; he had control of my ass and I’m loving it.
I don’t know how long this went on for; I have no time reference and I didn’t care. He eventually removed the object and instructed me to relax and continued the massage.
I was then told it was time to turn over. I was breathing pretty heavy and my cock was still rock solid but I didn’t have the urge to cum. Judging by the wet sheet below me, I’m guessing the prostrate work caused a massive release of precum. Most of the work he performed was very relaxing hitting all the areas in a traditional massage. My heartrate slowed down and it was tranquil. He had really figured out how my body responded because as he worked the various parts of my body and muscles he would occasionally stroke my still hardened cock. I guess it was just a reminder that he hadn’t forgotten it and he was not finished.
I really enjoyed how he worked my feet and hands something that is often overlooked. He also did some great work on my stomach, not too deep and just the right amount of pressure. I’m really relaxed now so I started thinking, is there going to be a happy ending in this massage? My cock is still pointing to the ceiling and he continues to brush against it, occasionally stroking it to create another rope of precum.
I didn’t have to think too long, he was now working my chest. I sport a pair of large nipples so within a few minutes my wired nips are talking to my cock; I’m moaning again. I had to admire his sense of touch and establishing a connection to my body because he knew exactly what to do and how he wanted me to respond. I’ve pretty much surrendered myself and he’s running the show. I really want him to take my cock in his mouth but I figured this was not going to happen. He’s going to make me cum and I’m going to let him. He continued to work my nips and cock till I was edging then lifted my legs bending them so my knees are resting on my chest. I grabbed them giving him full access to my ass. With his well lubricated fingers he entered me to locate my prostrate. At that point I’m so insane so I just tell him to go for it. He immediately took my cue and slides something inside me. Whatever it was and I’m guessing it was a nice sized rubber cock; he was now full on fucking me.
As you would expect, I nut, blowing cum all over the place. And being the ultimate pro, he then washes me down with warm cloths and towels.
I thanked him for the experience. He said he wanted to try something different and was glad; I was a willing subject and receptive to his ideas.
I conducted my usual email inquiry and the therapist / masseur sounded friendly and after a few messages back and forth he said he had a few ideas and would tailor the massage to fit my needs. I really didn’t think too much about what he was planning because my inquiries were for a deep tissue massage to relieve overall body tension and stress from work and my exercise routine.
When I arrived at his place I couldn’t help but notice what a nice home he had. He greeted me and was very nice. He was a big burly type of guy, a little on the heavy side. When picking a massage guy I don’t focus on their looks, it’s all about their skill and knowledge of anatomy so it was cool.
He directed me to his massage room and table, told me to remove my clothing and lie face down. I wasn’t paying too much attention to the table till after I was naked. There was a large bolster under the sheet! I got up on the table and tried to position myself but it felt a little awkward and slightly uncomfortable because the bolster was positioned under my hips raising my ass into the air.
When he returned to the room I was still making myself comfortable and he offered assistance. I’ve had additional support devices placed under me before to raise my legs but nothing like this. He said it would help reach targeted areas of my lower back so I went with it and let him adjust the bolster to the desired position and comfort. One final adjustment he made was to reach up under me, grab my cock and balls which were under my leg and move everything down so it was easily visible below my elevated ass. I was cool with it and actually more comfortable.
The room was dimly lit, some candles and the usual massage music played. He made some breathing recommendations and began working on my shoulders and back. I was thinking, having my hips elevated might be working because the work he was doing on my back felt great. After working my lower back he did some glute work and moved down to my legs and feet. I was pretty relaxed at that point and felt like I was floating on air.
He then proceeded to work his way back up my legs and began focusing his attention on my hamstrings and inner thigh. This felt great and since that area is one of my erogenous zones my cock began to swell.
For the record, I’m not very submissive; I’m more the dominant type, the aggressor. Knowing that, I’m not one for any ass play. I’m not saying it hasn’t happened; I’m very open minded and love sex. It’s just not the norm for me.
So, there I am, my ass in the air, my glutes and ass are now being worked on and my cock is rock hard and oozing precum. I’m also in this somewhat euphoric state and I’m thinking, so this is my custom tailored massage? Well whatever it is, I love it. Also keep in mind because of the angle my butt, the cheeks are spread wide open and my hole is fully exposed.
His massaging hand movements became more focused gliding his hands down the length of my spine through the crack of my ass, across my hole, balls, down my shaft and ending at my knob. He repeated the motion over and over again till I let out a moan. The technique became firmer and now I’m totally in the moment and loving this. He knew exactly what he was doing and waited to achieve the right response then he slid his finger inside my hole. I don’t know how he did it but my hole opened with such ease. After that, there were more fingers inserted and he found my prostrate.
Just when I thought I was getting the best prostrate massage ever, I felt something much larger sliding into my hole. I wasn’t startled or in pain or discomfort; it felt great. Suddenly, whatever was now in my ass was now vibrating. At that point, I’m really losing it. I’m moaning and my cock is ready to explode. He’s got this vibrating thing deep inside me and it’s working my prostrate like nobody’s business.
I was just about to pop a load and suddenly the vibration stopped and the object was slowly pulled out. I took a deep breath and waited for my muscles to contract. I guess that wasn’t the plan because I now felt something else being inserted. This was different, it was larger but somehow I was taking it without skipping a beat. Looking back, this is so out of character for me but in that moment; he had control of my ass and I’m loving it.
I don’t know how long this went on for; I have no time reference and I didn’t care. He eventually removed the object and instructed me to relax and continued the massage.
I was then told it was time to turn over. I was breathing pretty heavy and my cock was still rock solid but I didn’t have the urge to cum. Judging by the wet sheet below me, I’m guessing the prostrate work caused a massive release of precum. Most of the work he performed was very relaxing hitting all the areas in a traditional massage. My heartrate slowed down and it was tranquil. He had really figured out how my body responded because as he worked the various parts of my body and muscles he would occasionally stroke my still hardened cock. I guess it was just a reminder that he hadn’t forgotten it and he was not finished.
I really enjoyed how he worked my feet and hands something that is often overlooked. He also did some great work on my stomach, not too deep and just the right amount of pressure. I’m really relaxed now so I started thinking, is there going to be a happy ending in this massage? My cock is still pointing to the ceiling and he continues to brush against it, occasionally stroking it to create another rope of precum.
I didn’t have to think too long, he was now working my chest. I sport a pair of large nipples so within a few minutes my wired nips are talking to my cock; I’m moaning again. I had to admire his sense of touch and establishing a connection to my body because he knew exactly what to do and how he wanted me to respond. I’ve pretty much surrendered myself and he’s running the show. I really want him to take my cock in his mouth but I figured this was not going to happen. He’s going to make me cum and I’m going to let him. He continued to work my nips and cock till I was edging then lifted my legs bending them so my knees are resting on my chest. I grabbed them giving him full access to my ass. With his well lubricated fingers he entered me to locate my prostrate. At that point I’m so insane so I just tell him to go for it. He immediately took my cue and slides something inside me. Whatever it was and I’m guessing it was a nice sized rubber cock; he was now full on fucking me.
As you would expect, I nut, blowing cum all over the place. And being the ultimate pro, he then washes me down with warm cloths and towels.
I thanked him for the experience. He said he wanted to try something different and was glad; I was a willing subject and receptive to his ideas.
Great story, man. Sounds like something I could be into. Thanks for sharing
