I’ve had a few different male massage therapists provide a happy ending. I’m a married older man, basically bi most of my adult life. One instance At the Aria Spa in Vegas, I had a handsome masseur give me a 90 min deep tissue massage. When he closed the door in the massage room, he asked me what I wanted him to work on and I just said “everything” (he saw me kiss my wife as we separated for different massage rooms) I should say that I only get frisky if I think the masseur is gay and has a smooth, sensual touch - long slow effleurage strokes on my body that are not as deep, but feel sensual. The massage will proceed like an interactive dialogue, and a great masseur can sense when you are relaxing and when you are tensed in excited erotic touch. Based on just your breathing, a tuned in masseur can sense your excitement level, One time at the Miraval Resort in AZ when I first started getting massage from male therapists, at my first massage there, I had a big, muscular man just start a deep tissue massage on me and when he touched my hips and sacrum, I had a spontaneous ejaculation and I came all over my underwear (which I used to wear during massages) I was very embarrassed and new to male-male massage, so I was afraid at first and did not request the same therapist again, but I have since read that this can happen to men when we get a massage and the therapist touches our ass or hips or tailbone-it has happened to me twice with two different therapists). So the Aria masseur give me a great massage and after I flipped over onto my back he works on my legs and upper thighs- which many therapists will linger on I think just to see if they can make you hard and see how big your hard cock is. Anyway, he massages my thighs and my cock gets hard (still under the sheet) so I just enjoy the playful arousal and he moves onto my shoulders and upper chest (most masseurs avoid the lower chest and nipple area, along with yhe stomach because they are professionals and don’t want to be treated as sex workers. In a reciprocal erotic exchange though, two guys can feed off each other’s arousal and the entire massage becomes one long edging session and I always respect the therapist’s boundaries. With my marreur at the Aria, he was seeing where my boundaries were as well and as he was massaging my upper chest, I slowly inched the sheet lower and lower to expose my stomach first, which he took the lead and started to massage, then still lower, I incher the sheet with my fingers lower to expose my swollen cock head… which he started to massage as well. He pulled the sheet down then to expose my entire hard throbbing cock and balls and proceeded to give me a tremendous trembling hand job (hence the name “Shakenit Jay” because I get so turned on during sex that My whole body shakes during orgasm and just before I explode- it is incredible when you find someone else who is also so sensitive and erotic - and the explosive orgasms that you can have. He wiped me off after I came all over my abs and chest and neck and just smiled. He walked back with me to the men’s locker room and I gave him another $100 added to the original 20% on the bill. And after the massage, We made appointments for the next day with the same therapists - and that is another erotic story to follow.
