Any new massage stories?

[dorwla]

never had a massage that I had draping

Must all have been with M4M providers. I doubt that would be the case in nice resort spas?

 

[AfterHours69]

Must all have been with M4M providers. I doubt that would be the case in nice resort spas?

I wouldn’t think in US. Maybe other countries?

 

[deleted25362571]

absolutely

 

[Unknownuser19876]

Did he use draping??

He asked what I preferred. I like to have some draping so that I’m not cold but I’m summer I’m sure I can go without.

I forgot to mention that he was in late twenties/early thirties and lean, broad shoulders like a swimmer. Aussie/Canadian accent (I couldn’t place it) and brown skin.

Booked him again for next week.

 

[Lew Horelio]

He asked what I preferred. I like to have some draping so that I’m not cold but I’m summer I’m sure I can go without.

I forgot to mention that he was in late twenties/early thirties and lean, broad shoulders like a swimmer. Aussie/Canadian accent (I couldn’t place it) and brown skin.

Booked him again for next week.

Keep us posted!

 

[RugbyGuy42]

Ever since I'd had my first massage from another man I'd found the whole experience intensely erotic. Even when they hadn't become sensual or erotic I would become intensely turned on. As a result I often checked out various websites about massage to learn more and find new masseurs to try.

On one occasion I found someone relatively close to me in London. As I was looking through his lists of services it became clear he specialised in sensual massage and would happily do it in the nude. What I found most interesting though was that he offered a one day sensual massage course.

The format seemed to be that over 3-4 hours you and the other men on the course would take turns working on each other's bodies while he, Adam, would instruct on what to do and how to massage sensually. He seemed to run these courses once a month or so for groups of up to five guys at a time. I hesitated initially but after going back to it a few weeks later and seeing the next session was on a day i was free I contacted him to book a place.

As we got closer to the day he emailed that it looked like I would be the only person attending but I would be able to practice techniques on him but then a day or so before he confirmed that one other guy had booked.

So on the day nervous but excited I turned up at Adam's flat ready for whatever happened. Adam opened the door in just his dressing gown, he was very tall, broad and hairy. A similar build to me though a bit more gone to seed and less muscular though still attractive. He ushered me into his room where he had set up an area on the floor to do the massage. After a few minutes getting to know each other the other guy turned up. I was hoping he would be attractive and I wasn't disappointed. He was typically Latin in his looks, i would later discover his family background was Spanish, and slim and muscular though much shorter than me.

After Miguel and I were introduced Adam began the session with an undressing ritual. Miguel and I stood opposite each other and took it in turns to take off each other's clothing. Obviously this was slightly odd but both of us relaxed into it. I started by slipping his t shirt over his head to reveal a smooth muscular chest. After each item of clothing was removed he asked us to embrace so soon our bare chests was held firmly against each other.

We then moved into shoes, socks and then trousers. Usually in sex clothes tend to get removed quite rapidly so slowing the whole process down and focusing on each other's increasing nudity made it all much more erotic so it was no surprise that when we were standing there in just our underwear we were both clearly at least semi hard already. My cock particularly responded when sliding down Miguels jeans from the back my hands had brushed past his bare arse as he was wearing a jock.

I reached over and slid down his jock so it fell to the floor letting his impressive cock spring out, not fully hard but already sticking out from his body, and then we embraced again and i felt it harden more against me. I was expecting him to do the same but he had obviously thought this out better and kneeled in front of me so not only could he slip my boxers down but also slide them off my feet to take them off completely. That did of course mean that my now almost completely hard cock sprang out right in front of his face and as he put my underwear onto my pile of clothes his tongue darted out and gave the head of my cock a quick lick.

I nervously looked over at Adam as I wasn't sure if that was going too far, his website had said this wasn't to be considered a sexual session but at that point he removed his dressing gown to reveal his own excitement at what he just watched and Miguel and I gave each other another lingering embrace.

We then moved onto the lesson itself. Miguel and I took it in turns to work on different parts of our bodies. First face down on shoulders, back, legs etc. Basically going through what you would normally expect from a massage with Adam giving pointers as we go. Some of this was done with only contact from our hands while some more directly so when Miguel was working on my shoulders he was sitting astride me and vice versa.

Clearly as massages go it wasn't amazing as neither of us had the experience but it was still intensely erotic. Adam was always suggesting ways to enhance that. So when I went to sit astride Miguel to work on his shoulders he told me to rub my body up to that point. Which meant that as I slowly worked my way up Miguel my hard cock slid up his crack before I came to rest upon him. When it was his turn he did the same though much more forcefully and i felt his hard cock against my hole. It also helped that we both took any opportunity to touch each other's cocks. When Miguel was kneeling next to me I reached out to hold his cock which fully hard was impressively long and thick.

When we started working on our fronts things got even more intense. The focus at that point became different cock massage techniques and I'm still shocked both of us managed to hold off from shooting our loads. Multiple times our bodies would shudder uncontrollably while trying to hold off orgasm as the edging got more and more intense. We'd swap over again for each technique and each time things got more intense. At one point Miguel thrust my legs wide open and rested his hard cock against my hole while working my cock then he slipped a finger inside my hole. While he may not have been an expert massuer he knew what he was doing down there! Adam at that point got closer to watch and by that point he also was fully hard. When we swapped again I took it a step further and took a break from the massage technique to take Miguel's cock in my mouth, hearing him moan in pleasure as I deep throated him.

Oddly though we didn't quite cross the line, in the last go at cock massage Miguel did manage to slip the head of his cock inside my hole but that was as far as it went and we eventually reached the end of the session. It was odd to get dressed after all that particularly as we were all still hard but we both said our goodbyes to Adam and left. As we were leaving Miguel asked did I have a car, I said no so I got the tube so he said mines parked over there so we went there and got in.

I didn't actually know where he lived but it didn't seem to matter, it felt that at some point in the session we'd both just decided this was going to happen whatever. Unsurprisingly when we got back to his place there was no slow undressing just a frantic strip naked so he could be inside me as quickly as possible. We'd had all the foreplay and build up so this was a hard fuck and Miguel proved to be as skilled with his cock as he had been with his finger. We both quickly shot big loads, mine without really touching my cock which was very unusual. I ended up staying the night so that wasn't the last time we came. He and I ended up hooking up a few more times after that and each time we started with the undressing ritual and massage which always gave the sex an extra thrill.

 

[AusOtter]

Ever since I'd had my first massage from another man I'd found the whole experience intensely erotic. Even when they hadn't become sensual or erotic I would become intensely turned on. As a result I often checked out various websites about massage to learn more and find new masseurs to try.

On one occasion I found someone relatively close to me in London. As I was looking through his lists of services it became clear he specialised in sensual massage and would happily do it in the nude. What I found most interesting though was that he offered a one day sensual massage course.

The format seemed to be that over 3-4 hours you and the other men on the course would take turns working on each other's bodies while he, Adam, would instruct on what to do and how to massage sensually. He seemed to run these courses once a month or so for groups of up to five guys at a time. I hesitated initially but after going back to it a few weeks later and seeing the next session was on a day i was free I contacted him to book a place.

As we got closer to the day he emailed that it looked like I would be the only person attending but I would be able to practice techniques on him but then a day or so before he confirmed that one other guy had booked.

So on the day nervous but excited I turned up at Adam's flat ready for whatever happened. Adam opened the door in just his dressing gown, he was very tall, broad and hairy. A similar build to me though a bit more gone to seed and less muscular though still attractive. He ushered me into his room where he had set up an area on the floor to do the massage. After a few minutes getting to know each other the other guy turned up. I was hoping he would be attractive and I wasn't disappointed. He was typically Latin in his looks, i would later discover his family background was Spanish, and slim and muscular though much shorter than me.

After Miguel and I were introduced Adam began the session with an undressing ritual. Miguel and I stood opposite each other and took it in turns to take off each other's clothing. Obviously this was slightly odd but both of us relaxed into it. I started by slipping his t shirt over his head to reveal a smooth muscular chest. After each item of clothing was removed he asked us to embrace so soon our bare chests was held firmly against each other.

We then moved into shoes, socks and then trousers. Usually in sex clothes tend to get removed quite rapidly so slowing the whole process down and focusing on each other's increasing nudity made it all much more erotic so it was no surprise that when we were standing there in just our underwear we were both clearly at least semi hard already. My cock particularly responded when sliding down Miguels jeans from the back my hands had brushed past his bare arse as he was wearing a jock.

I reached over and slid down his jock so it fell to the floor letting his impressive cock spring out, not fully hard but already sticking out from his body, and then we embraced again and i felt it harden more against me. I was expecting him to do the same but he had obviously thought this out better and kneeled in front of me so not only could he slip my boxers down but also slide them off my feet to take them off completely. That did of course mean that my now almost completely hard cock sprang out right in front of his face and as he put my underwear onto my pile of clothes his tongue darted out and gave the head of my cock a quick lick.

I nervously looked over at Adam as I wasn't sure if that was going too far, his website had said this wasn't to be considered a sexual session but at that point he removed his dressing gown to reveal his own excitement at what he just watched and Miguel and I gave each other another lingering embrace.

We then moved onto the lesson itself. Miguel and I took it in turns to work on different parts of our bodies. First face down on shoulders, back, legs etc. Basically going through what you would normally expect from a massage with Adam giving pointers as we go. Some of this was done with only contact from our hands while some more directly so when Miguel was working on my shoulders he was sitting astride me and vice versa.

Clearly as massages go it wasn't amazing as neither of us had the experience but it was still intensely erotic. Adam was always suggesting ways to enhance that. So when I went to sit astride Miguel to work on his shoulders he told me to rub my body up to that point. Which meant that as I slowly worked my way up Miguel my hard cock slid up his crack before I came to rest upon him. When it was his turn he did the same though much more forcefully and i felt his hard cock against my hole. It also helped that we both took any opportunity to touch each other's cocks. When Miguel was kneeling next to me I reached out to hold his cock which fully hard was impressively long and thick.

When we started working on our fronts things got even more intense. The focus at that point became different cock massage techniques and I'm still shocked both of us managed to hold off from shooting our loads. Multiple times our bodies would shudder uncontrollably while trying to hold off orgasm as the edging got more and more intense. We'd swap over again for each technique and each time things got more intense. At one point Miguel thrust my legs wide open and rested his hard cock against my hole while working my cock then he slipped a finger inside my hole. While he may not have been an expert massuer he knew what he was doing down there! Adam at that point got closer to watch and by that point he also was fully hard. When we swapped again I took it a step further and took a break from the massage technique to take Miguel's cock in my mouth, hearing him moan in pleasure as I deep throated him.

Oddly though we didn't quite cross the line, in the last go at cock massage Miguel did manage to slip the head of his cock inside my hole but that was as far as it went and we eventually reached the end of the session. It was odd to get dressed after all that particularly as we were all still hard but we both said our goodbyes to Adam and left. As we were leaving Miguel asked did I have a car, I said no so I got the tube so he said mines parked over there so we went there and got in.

I didn't actually know where he lived but it didn't seem to matter, it felt that at some point in the session we'd both just decided this was going to happen whatever. Unsurprisingly when we got back to his place there was no slow undressing just a frantic strip naked so he could be inside me as quickly as possible. We'd had all the foreplay and build up so this was a hard fuck and Miguel proved to be as skilled with his cock as he had been with his finger. We both quickly shot big loads, mine without really touching my cock which was very unusual. I ended up staying the night so that wasn't the last time we came. He and I ended up hooking up a few more times after that and each time we started with the undressing ritual and massage which always gave the sex an extra thrill.

Amazing. Maybe I need to sign up for that class...

 

[deleted25362571]

I visited my go to masseur about two weeks ago. He met me at the door wearing his favorite mesh pouch g-string with a boner that was about to snap the stings. I would have been happy to just drop to my knees and suck him off right there, but he was ready to give me another great massage. I think i held his dick for at least 45 minutes of my hour massage. He never got soft. He seems much thicker than me, but he gets really hard. Like a rock. He did my mack and when he told me to roll over, I think I came almost as soon as he touched my semi hard cock. He laughed a little and so did I (when I caught my breath). The picture is him giving a massage.
He is open to new clients if you are in the south Florida area.

 

[drainedmt]

Hard to top these last few hot entries, but here we go...

I'm very happy with my regulars but wanted to branch out and try this guy who listed himself as a tantra masseur.

He was toned, European and around my height. We spent the first two minutes going over what the massage entailed, our sexual health, etc.

The first five minutes was "energy transfer" which was mostly him standing over me. I tried to get into it but the clockwatcher in me was doing counting down the minutes.

Eventually he started the massage portion, which I would say was solid. Again, I tried to get into it but wasn't feeling much either erotically or energy-wise.

Eventually he climbed on the table, where he pushed my legs slightly wider and began to massage my back and glutes with more oil.

He inches higher began more a nuru massage, sliding up and down on top of me. At this point I felt his cock, which was about 7" and rock hard.

As he glided his body up and his cock, slick with lube, slid in. He didn't even have to use his hands. He rhythmically slid up and down more, and I could feel it getting even harder inside, if that's possible.

At one point he whispered, "Does that feel good," and I replied, "Yeah, does that feel good to you?"

He said with his European accent, "Oh yes" at which point I stated to back up on him. That seemed to do the trick and after a few more pumps he pulled out and unloaded so many ropes of cum on my back I felt like a Pollack painting.

He told me not to move as he got a towel to wipe off my cum-coated back.

I turned my head and said' "Damn, do you usually cum that much?"

He said, "No but guys don't usually move their asses like you do."

He finished me off afterwards. I've seen him once more and it was pretty much a repeat session. Hopefully we'll get more into the tantric stuff but he has no issue getting into me...literally!

 

[wholesome]

Hard to top these last few hot entries, but here we go...

I'm very happy with my regulars but wanted to branch out and try this guy who listed himself as a tantra masseur.

I've had loads of guys in my ten or so years of being a masseur ask me about about tantric massage. I think I unfairly had the idea that it would just be a regular massage with a happy ending or further sex act at the end. I gave someone a massage once which was a relatively straightforward full body with a happy ending and he said it was the best tantra massage he'd ever had. I think these experiences really wrote it off for me until I actually decided to give it a go, encouraged by a friend of mine who said he had a really good session with a guy in London.

When I finally made contact, he wanted to arrange a phone call before the session to talk first. On the phone, he explained that "proper" tantra work was about the connection. Without the connection, the massage wouldn't be tantric so he didn't want to waste my time or possibly disappoint me. After the call, we agreed to meet in person to discuss further and get a feel for the connection in person. In truth it felt like a bit of hassle but I was intrigued and went along with it.

We met in a small indie coffee shop close to where he lived and got on really well. He was quite a tall South Asian guy, lean with his hair tied up in a messy knot. He insisted that he buy me the drink as I had made the effort and we just sat talking a bit about the tantra work but mostly about each other. Our lives, our experiences, our massage work and so on. I seemed to make him laugh quite a lot and I sort of felt like I was on a date.

I soon realised that two hours had gone by which surprised us both! I was already running late for another thing so we agreed to arrange a tantric session. We had to do it the following month as I wasn't going to be able to get into London any sooner than that. As we booked the date, I also realised that we hadn't talked much about the particulars of the massage so he said he would be happy to send me the details.

As we parted, I offered to pay him the deposit or send the fee to him but he just smiled and gave me a hug. He said "I know I'll see you," as he held me and in that moment I felt the most intense feeling of calm and comfort. Intense is the only word I can use to describe it, I couldn't recall ever feeling quite this way before. I felt myself almost sink into him and everything else drift away. When we stepped away from each other it felt wrong, sort of like a rejection and everything else in the world came back. He said he was looking forward to seeing me and I know I was, too.

As I board my train, I get a message from him thanking me for my company and explaining the particulars. He wrote that he charges a flat fee that was not bound by time and requested that I did not make any other plans following the massage to "allow enough time for the energy to flow." He also "invited" me to be conscious of my own energy over the next few weeks and be conscious of what I put my energy into and how I release it. I interpreted this as discreet way of telling me not to have sex or wank for as long as possible prior to the massage. He also requested I be mindful of what I eat on the day of the massage and to only eat something light. Finally, he said requested that if I chose to have a shower that day that I do not use any deodorants, perfumes or anything artificial on my body.

I realise that this is already quite a long post so I'll save the rest for another post as I don't want to read too big a wall of text. It was a really interesting pre-massage experience which paved the way for a very memorable time.

 

[miamirt]

I've had loads of guys in my ten or so years of being a masseur ask me about about tantric massage. I think I unfairly had the idea that it would just be a regular massage with a happy ending or further sex act at the end. I gave someone a massage once which was a relatively straightforward full body with a happy ending and he said it was the best tantra massage he'd ever had. I think these experiences really wrote it off for me until I actually decided to give it a go, encouraged by a friend of mine who said he had a really good session with a guy in London.

When I finally made contact, he wanted to arrange a phone call before the session to talk first. On the phone, he explained that "proper" tantra work was about the connection. Without the connection, the massage wouldn't be tantric so he didn't want to waste my time or possibly disappoint me. After the call, we agreed to meet in person to discuss further and get a feel for the connection in person. In truth it felt like a bit of hassle but I was intrigued and went along with it.

We met in a small indie coffee shop close to where he lived and got on really well. He was quite a tall South Asian guy, lean with his hair tied up in a messy knot. He insisted that he buy me the drink as I had made the effort and we just sat talking a bit about the tantra work but mostly about each other. Our lives, our experiences, our massage work and so on. I seemed to make him laugh quite a lot and I sort of felt like I was on a date.

I soon realised that two hours had gone by which surprised us both! I was already running late for another thing so we agreed to arrange a tantric session. We had to do it the following month as I wasn't going to be able to get into London any sooner than that. As we booked the date, I also realised that we hadn't talked much about the particulars of the massage so he said he would be happy to send me the details.

As we parted, I offered to pay him the deposit or send the fee to him but he just smiled and gave me a hug. He said "I know I'll see you," as he held me and in that moment I felt the most intense feeling of calm and comfort. Intense is the only word I can use to describe it, I couldn't recall ever feeling quite this way before. I felt myself almost sink into him and everything else drift away. When we stepped away from each other it felt wrong, sort of like a rejection and everything else in the world came back. He said he was looking forward to seeing me and I know I was, too.

As I board my train, I get a message from him thanking me for my company and explaining the particulars. He wrote that he charges a flat fee that was not bound by time and requested that I did not make any other plans following the massage to "allow enough time for the energy to flow." He also "invited" me to be conscious of my own energy over the next few weeks and be conscious of what I put my energy into and how I release it. I interpreted this as discreet way of telling me not to have sex or wank for as long as possible prior to the massage. He also requested I be mindful of what I eat on the day of the massage and to only eat something light. Finally, he said requested that if I chose to have a shower that day that I do not use any deodorants, perfumes or anything artificial on my body.

I realise that this is already quite a long post so I'll save the rest for another post as I don't want to read too big a wall of text. It was a really interesting pre-massage experience which paved the way for a very memorable time.

Can’t wait for the massage details!!

 

[wholesome]

I realise that this is already quite a long post so I'll save the rest for another post as I don't want to read too big a wall of text. It was a really interesting pre-massage experience which paved the way for a very memorable time.

So on the day of the massage I wake up quite early as I feel really excited. I go to the gym, swim, have a shower and then head for his place. When I arrive, he opens the door with a beaming smile and he ushers me in eagerly. He's wearing a vest and quite short shorts with his hair tied up again. His flat is really warm and smells good with candles lit in every room. We go to his living room and his furniture is pushed aside with a large massage mat on the floor. We sit on the mat, have a glass of water and review the "agenda" of the session which is mental tantra, cleansing tantra and physical tantra.

We start the mental tantra with a series of breathing exercises. We sit facing each other on the mat as we breathe deeply. He takes my hands and holds them securely, squeezing my palms indicating when I should breathe in and releasing the pressure for when I should breathe out. He pulls me slightly closer to him and gets me to lean back at different points, continuing to breathe deeply. He occasionally offers me "invitations" that encourage me to let go. He tells me to be in touch with my feelings as much as his body. If I need to let anything out, let it be free. He gets poetic and talks about laughter being tension leaving the body and how tears are nourishment for the soul. Today it a connection of souls.

He gets to his feet, not taking his hands off mine, and helps me up. The cleansing tantra will now begin. We go to his bathroom, still holding hands. His bathroom is more of a wet room with a large open shower with a tiled "bench" under the head. He looks me in the eyes and says it is time to free the body. He gently pulls my shirt over my head, folds it, and places it on a little table. I start pulling my joggers down but he shakes his head and pulls them down for me, taking my socks when I step out of them. I'm already rock hard at this point and I think he is too looking through his shorts.

He pulls me close and places my hands on his vest, encouraging me to do the same. I follow his routine and pull off his vest revealing his slender torso with salt and pepper chest hair. I kneel as I pull down his shorts and almost get poked in the eye when his erection is freed. He leads me to the shower, pulls me into an embrace and turns it on. I let out a cry as the water is cold and tremble slightly but he holds me close. He strokes my back comfortingly and we stand there for what feels like ages before he turns the heat up.

I relax as the water warms me. He soaps his hand and very tenderly washes me as I stand there. Avoiding the face and hair, every part of me receives his touch and it feels blissful. He then gets me to do the same to him. I think I'm quite eager and spend a lot more time on his nice ass and groin than he did with mine. He gets me to lay down on the bench facing up to begin open myself up to the physical tantra. He cradles my head in one hand while he lathers me up and then lets my head rest on a cushion while he uses a slightly coarse cloth on me. I stay hard the whole time and when most of the suds are gone, he slowly strokes me. I'm close to cumming really fast and he eases off and rinses us both off.

We dry each other off with towels and he lets his hair down reaching his shoulders. He leads me back into the main room and we sit on the mat for the physical tantra. He pulls me close and holds me, encouraging my hands to connect with his body. He does the same, running his hands all over me and through my hair. He puts his forehead against mine and we breathe as our hands go all over each other. He then lays me down and uses heated oils to massage me. His touch is secure and relaxing and I feel the tension leave my body.

Every inch of me is massaged. He handles my body with confidence, pulling me and moving me around knowing that I'm receptive to anything he'll do. When he moves to different sections of the body, he pulls me up and embraces me, getting himself as oily as I am. I kiss him and he holds my head, pulling me closer still. He then lays me down for more massaging.

One of these times he pulls me close, I push my weight forward so he is laying back. I massage him a little bit which he is receptive to. I stroke him and lick the precum away. He then pulls me up, kisses me deeply, and asks me if I'm ready to connect our root chakras. His cock is brushed up against my ass and I think I actually whimpered a "yes."

I feel him enter me, slowly filling me up. I try and stifle a moan, not wanting to make too much noise in case his neighbours hear. He notices this and he holds my head tight, looking me deep in the eyes and says he holds me so I can be free. I feel a little awkward doing so but he begins to slowly and gently thrust inside me. I become less inhibited with each thrust and he becomes more vocal, showing me how to let go and moan. He whispers in my ear, telling me to give myself to him. He tells me that he is mine, our energy is united.

There comes a point where I completely let go and feel myself fill with ecstasy. I'm moaning loudly, completely free of any awkwardness or desire to hold myself back. He doesn't let me touch my cock and he doesn't touch it either and our gaze is locked as I shoot my load hands free. The orgasm is one of the best things I've ever experienced and it lasts... and it lasts... and it lasts. He keeps fucking me and I stay in this intense orgasmic state. He moves my body around, changing positions many times, and the feeling stays. It almost feels like its too much and my eyes start watering but I try and let go more.

I feel a sense of release as I cry with him kissing me. There's such a tenderness to the sex and he whispers to me if I want to take his energy home with him. I say yes and he begins thrusting inside me even more intently. I feel myself close to climax again and don't stop kissing him as he begins shooting deep inside me. I cum all over him at the same time.

We continue kissing as he lays back on the mat. He holds me close and soon we stop kissing and just lay there, him still inside me. I have never felt more calmer, content or at peace. I think I was like putty in his hands and felt that if, in that moment, I would have given him anything he wanted if he asked for it. Of course he didn't and just held me comfortingly, continuing to glide his hands across my body. He tells me to enjoy this for as long as I want.

I'm not sure how long we lay there but I eventually get up and slide off his cock. He takes me back to the shower and we wash the oil off each other. We kiss more and I want to get on my knees to get him to cum again like I did. We dry each other off again and he says I can wear my clothes again if I wanted to. I choose to stay naked as he does and we go into his kitchen to eat quite a light meal that he prepared earlier. We don't talk too much and simply enjoy each other's company and a lovely euphoric state.

I then feel it is time for me to leave and get dressed. I see the time and realise I've been there for almost three and a half hours! He thanks me for sharing my soul with his. We share a final passionate kiss at the door and I leave.

It was truly one of the most incredible experiences of my life. I've never felt that disinhibited, that open, that amount of pleasure and satisfaction. I wouldn't say I'm a reserved person by any means, but as I left I felt like I had been opened up and every unwanted, negative feeling was emptied out of me. I felt giddy, almost elated and unburdened. I would actually describe it as a life changing experience and made me think about trying to do similar massages in my work. I ultimately decided not to do this, but I have adopted some elements to satisfy my client's various needs.

 

[RazorUniverse]

So on the day of the massage I wake up quite early as I feel really excited. I go to the gym, swim, have a shower and then head for his place. When I arrive, he opens the door with a beaming smile and he ushers me in eagerly. He's wearing a vest and quite short shorts with his hair tied up again. His flat is really warm and smells good with candles lit in every room. We go to his living room and his furniture is pushed aside with a large massage mat on the floor. We sit on the mat, have a glass of water and review the "agenda" of the session which is mental tantra, cleansing tantra and physical tantra.

We start the mental tantra with a series of breathing exercises. We sit facing each other on the mat as we breathe deeply. He takes my hands and holds them securely, squeezing my palms indicating when I should breathe in and releasing the pressure for when I should breathe out. He pulls me slightly closer to him and gets me to lean back at different points, continuing to breathe deeply. He occasionally offers me "invitations" that encourage me to let go. He tells me to be in touch with my feelings as much as his body. If I need to let anything out, let it be free. He gets poetic and talks about laughter being tension leaving the body and how tears are nourishment for the soul. Today it a connection of souls.

He gets to his feet, not taking his hands off mine, and helps me up. The cleansing tantra will now begin. We go to his bathroom, still holding hands. His bathroom is more of a wet room with a large open shower with a tiled "bench" under the head. He looks me in the eyes and says it is time to free the body. He gently pulls my shirt over my head, folds it, and places it on a little table. I start pulling my joggers down but he shakes his head and pulls them down for me, taking my socks when I step out of them. I'm already rock hard at this point and I think he is too looking through his shorts.

He pulls me close and places my hands on his vest, encouraging me to do the same. I follow his routine and pull off his vest revealing his slender torso with salt and pepper chest hair. I kneel as I pull down his shorts and almost get poked in the eye when his erection is freed. He leads me to the shower, pulls me into an embrace and turns it on. I let out a cry as the water is cold and tremble slightly but he holds me close. He strokes my back comfortingly and we stand there for what feels like ages before he turns the heat up.

I relax as the water warms me. He soaps his hand and very tenderly washes me as I stand there. Avoiding the face and hair, every part of me receives his touch and it feels blissful. He then gets me to do the same to him. I think I'm quite eager and spend a lot more time on his nice ass and groin than he did with mine. He gets me to lay down on the bench facing up to begin open myself up to the physical tantra. He cradles my head in one hand while he lathers me up and then lets my head rest on a cushion while he uses a slightly coarse cloth on me. I stay hard the whole time and when most of the suds are gone, he slowly strokes me. I'm close to cumming really fast and he eases off and rinses us both off.

We dry each other off with towels and he lets his hair down reaching his shoulders. He leads me back into the main room and we sit on the mat for the physical tantra. He pulls me close and holds me, encouraging my hands to connect with his body. He does the same, running his hands all over me and through my hair. He puts his forehead against mine and we breathe as our hands go all over each other. He then lays me down and uses heated oils to massage me. His touch is secure and relaxing and I feel the tension leave my body.

Every inch of me is massaged. He handles my body with confidence, pulling me and moving me around knowing that I'm receptive to anything he'll do. When he moves to different sections of the body, he pulls me up and embraces me, getting himself as oily as I am. I kiss him and he holds my head, pulling me closer still. He then lays me down for more massaging.

One of these times he pulls me close, I push my weight forward so he is laying back. I massage him a little bit which he is receptive to. I stroke him and lick the precum away. He then pulls me up, kisses me deeply, and asks me if I'm ready to connect our root chakras. His cock is brushed up against my ass and I think I actually whimpered a "yes."

I feel him enter me, slowly filling me up. I try and stifle a moan, not wanting to make too much noise in case his neighbours hear. He notices this and he holds my head tight, looking me deep in the eyes and says he holds me so I can be free. I feel a little awkward doing so but he begins to slowly and gently thrust inside me. I become less inhibited with each thrust and he becomes more vocal, showing me how to let go and moan. He whispers in my ear, telling me to give myself to him. He tells me that he is mine, our energy is united.

There comes a point where I completely let go and feel myself fill with ecstasy. I'm moaning loudly, completely free of any awkwardness or desire to hold myself back. He doesn't let me touch my cock and he doesn't touch it either and our gaze is locked as I shoot my load hands free. The orgasm is one of the best things I've ever experienced and it lasts... and it lasts... and it lasts. He keeps fucking me and I stay in this intense orgasmic state. He moves my body around, changing positions many times, and the feeling stays. It almost feels like its too much and my eyes start watering but I try and let go more.

I feel a sense of release as I cry with him kissing me. There's such a tenderness to the sex and he whispers to me if I want to take his energy home with him. I say yes and he begins thrusting inside me even more intently. I feel myself close to climax again and don't stop kissing him as he begins shooting deep inside me. I cum all over him at the same time.

We continue kissing as he lays back on the mat. He holds me close and soon we stop kissing and just lay there, him still inside me. I have never felt more calmer, content or at peace. I think I was like putty in his hands and felt that if, in that moment, I would have given him anything he wanted if he asked for it. Of course he didn't and just held me comfortingly, continuing to glide his hands across my body. He tells me to enjoy this for as long as I want.

I'm not sure how long we lay there but I eventually get up and slide off his cock. He takes me back to the shower and we wash the oil off each other. We kiss more and I want to get on my knees to get him to cum again like I did. We dry each other off again and he says I can wear my clothes again if I wanted to. I choose to stay naked as he does and we go into his kitchen to eat quite a light meal that he prepared earlier. We don't talk too much and simply enjoy each other's company and a lovely euphoric state.

I then feel it is time for me to leave and get dressed. I see the time and realise I've been there for almost three and a half hours! He thanks me for sharing my soul with his. We share a final passionate kiss at the door and I leave.

It was truly one of the most incredible experiences of my life. I've never felt that disinhibited, that open, that amount of pleasure and satisfaction. I wouldn't say I'm a reserved person by any means, but as I left I felt like I had been opened up and every unwanted, negative feeling was emptied out of me. I felt giddy, almost elated and unburdened. I would actually describe it as a life changing experience and made me think about trying to do similar massages in my work. I ultimately decided not to do this, but I have adopted some elements to satisfy my client's various needs.

That’s an amazing story. Thank you for sharing such intimacy with us.

 

[Mxexpert]

Love the passion of the session.

 

[miamirt]

So on the day of the massage I wake up quite early as I feel really excited. I go to the gym, swim, have a shower and then head for his place. When I arrive, he opens the door with a beaming smile and he ushers me in eagerly. He's wearing a vest and quite short shorts with his hair tied up again. His flat is really warm and smells good with candles lit in every room. We go to his living room and his furniture is pushed aside with a large massage mat on the floor. We sit on the mat, have a glass of water and review the "agenda" of the session which is mental tantra, cleansing tantra and physical tantra.

We start the mental tantra with a series of breathing exercises. We sit facing each other on the mat as we breathe deeply. He takes my hands and holds them securely, squeezing my palms indicating when I should breathe in and releasing the pressure for when I should breathe out. He pulls me slightly closer to him and gets me to lean back at different points, continuing to breathe deeply. He occasionally offers me "invitations" that encourage me to let go. He tells me to be in touch with my feelings as much as his body. If I need to let anything out, let it be free. He gets poetic and talks about laughter being tension leaving the body and how tears are nourishment for the soul. Today it a connection of souls.

He gets to his feet, not taking his hands off mine, and helps me up. The cleansing tantra will now begin. We go to his bathroom, still holding hands. His bathroom is more of a wet room with a large open shower with a tiled "bench" under the head. He looks me in the eyes and says it is time to free the body. He gently pulls my shirt over my head, folds it, and places it on a little table. I start pulling my joggers down but he shakes his head and pulls them down for me, taking my socks when I step out of them. I'm already rock hard at this point and I think he is too looking through his shorts.

He pulls me close and places my hands on his vest, encouraging me to do the same. I follow his routine and pull off his vest revealing his slender torso with salt and pepper chest hair. I kneel as I pull down his shorts and almost get poked in the eye when his erection is freed. He leads me to the shower, pulls me into an embrace and turns it on. I let out a cry as the water is cold and tremble slightly but he holds me close. He strokes my back comfortingly and we stand there for what feels like ages before he turns the heat up.

I relax as the water warms me. He soaps his hand and very tenderly washes me as I stand there. Avoiding the face and hair, every part of me receives his touch and it feels blissful. He then gets me to do the same to him. I think I'm quite eager and spend a lot more time on his nice ass and groin than he did with mine. He gets me to lay down on the bench facing up to begin open myself up to the physical tantra. He cradles my head in one hand while he lathers me up and then lets my head rest on a cushion while he uses a slightly coarse cloth on me. I stay hard the whole time and when most of the suds are gone, he slowly strokes me. I'm close to cumming really fast and he eases off and rinses us both off.

We dry each other off with towels and he lets his hair down reaching his shoulders. He leads me back into the main room and we sit on the mat for the physical tantra. He pulls me close and holds me, encouraging my hands to connect with his body. He does the same, running his hands all over me and through my hair. He puts his forehead against mine and we breathe as our hands go all over each other. He then lays me down and uses heated oils to massage me. His touch is secure and relaxing and I feel the tension leave my body.

Every inch of me is massaged. He handles my body with confidence, pulling me and moving me around knowing that I'm receptive to anything he'll do. When he moves to different sections of the body, he pulls me up and embraces me, getting himself as oily as I am. I kiss him and he holds my head, pulling me closer still. He then lays me down for more massaging.

One of these times he pulls me close, I push my weight forward so he is laying back. I massage him a little bit which he is receptive to. I stroke him and lick the precum away. He then pulls me up, kisses me deeply, and asks me if I'm ready to connect our root chakras. His cock is brushed up against my ass and I think I actually whimpered a "yes."

I feel him enter me, slowly filling me up. I try and stifle a moan, not wanting to make too much noise in case his neighbours hear. He notices this and he holds my head tight, looking me deep in the eyes and says he holds me so I can be free. I feel a little awkward doing so but he begins to slowly and gently thrust inside me. I become less inhibited with each thrust and he becomes more vocal, showing me how to let go and moan. He whispers in my ear, telling me to give myself to him. He tells me that he is mine, our energy is united.

There comes a point where I completely let go and feel myself fill with ecstasy. I'm moaning loudly, completely free of any awkwardness or desire to hold myself back. He doesn't let me touch my cock and he doesn't touch it either and our gaze is locked as I shoot my load hands free. The orgasm is one of the best things I've ever experienced and it lasts... and it lasts... and it lasts. He keeps fucking me and I stay in this intense orgasmic state. He moves my body around, changing positions many times, and the feeling stays. It almost feels like its too much and my eyes start watering but I try and let go more.

I feel a sense of release as I cry with him kissing me. There's such a tenderness to the sex and he whispers to me if I want to take his energy home with him. I say yes and he begins thrusting inside me even more intently. I feel myself close to climax again and don't stop kissing him as he begins shooting deep inside me. I cum all over him at the same time.

We continue kissing as he lays back on the mat. He holds me close and soon we stop kissing and just lay there, him still inside me. I have never felt more calmer, content or at peace. I think I was like putty in his hands and felt that if, in that moment, I would have given him anything he wanted if he asked for it. Of course he didn't and just held me comfortingly, continuing to glide his hands across my body. He tells me to enjoy this for as long as I want.

I'm not sure how long we lay there but I eventually get up and slide off his cock. He takes me back to the shower and we wash the oil off each other. We kiss more and I want to get on my knees to get him to cum again like I did. We dry each other off again and he says I can wear my clothes again if I wanted to. I choose to stay naked as he does and we go into his kitchen to eat quite a light meal that he prepared earlier. We don't talk too much and simply enjoy each other's company and a lovely euphoric state.

I then feel it is time for me to leave and get dressed. I see the time and realise I've been there for almost three and a half hours! He thanks me for sharing my soul with his. We share a final passionate kiss at the door and I leave.

It was truly one of the most incredible experiences of my life. I've never felt that disinhibited, that open, that amount of pleasure and satisfaction. I wouldn't say I'm a reserved person by any means, but as I left I felt like I had been opened up and every unwanted, negative feeling was emptied out of me. I felt giddy, almost elated and unburdened. I would actually describe it as a life changing experience and made me think about trying to do similar massages in my work. I ultimately decided not to do this, but I have adopted some elements to satisfy my client's various needs.

Wow, incredible!!! I got hard in an instant reading this and wished it was me!!

 

[arnoldjmiles]

Newcastle UK

Is this the lad that massages from a big block of flats in the cc?

 

[demboren]

(Sorry so long) This happened to me a few years back when I was in college. I was twenty, on the swim team (non-scholarship). So to make a few extra bucks I worked part time at a small salon/spa own by this Turkish guy named Berkan, who I met working at a local musical festival my freshman year . He was 43, 6’ 2” big muscular guy. I am 5’10”, swimmer build. We became friends and he offered me a part-time job at his place. I worked there for 3 years and the pay was ok but the perks of the hot women that came there was great. Berkan one day offered me a massage for all the hard work. I was a little reluctant at first because I never had a massage before but decided why not. He said come by Friday after 6:00pm when he closes but said he had a friend from Turkey dropping by for a bit. I said no problem, see you then. I pull up the same time his friend did. This was the hottest woman I had ever seen. 5’7, 120 lbs, dark hair, light eyes, wearing a short dress with flower print, incredible silky nude pantyhose and white pumps. I knew instantly this was had to be his friend. I introduced myself and we hit it off instantly. Her name was Emira and she was 33. We talked for 10 minutes before we start heading to the salon. We had to walk two blocks because of street construction and I took my time. We bantered back and forth and we got to a muddy section and she said “I thought American gentlemen threw down there jackets for women.” I said “No. We are real barbarians”. I then slung her over my shoulder and carried her the rest of the way with her giggling the whole time. I entered the spa and said “Who ordered the Turkish beauty?” Berkan laughed. I put her down. they hugged and we all talked for about 20 minutes. Berkan then said, you can go in the back, undressed completely and get under the sheet left there and lay face down. He would be in in a minute. I was a little embarrassed he said this in front of Emira but off I went to the back room. I stripped down completely and laid face down under the sheet he left.

After what felt and eternity, Berkan came in and put on some music (Escape on Sirius, I still remember the channel), lowered the towel to just above my glutes and said just relax and enjoy. I was still tense and nervous but that faded when he started on my shoulders. Just perfect. He really worked my shoulders back and arms. Incredible pressure, along with stretching and bending my arms. Then the shocker (at least for me). He then whipped of the sheet and started massaging my lower half. Tense came back. I was there now 100% naked with a man rubbing oil my ass and thighs. I figured this probably not an issue in Turkey so I tried to relax. Tense faded when he started on my glutes. Amazing again! The pressure and gliding of the oil was so relaxing. I was a totally shaved swimmer so the oil glided smoothly. I then just decided to go with flow. Glutes, legs, and feet reduced to jello. I was on a cloud. He spent maybe 40 minutes on my facing down. Then he tells me to turn over. I have overlooked that part, but convinced myself once again this is no big deal and I rolled over. He started by cracking my neck like a chiropractor (loved it). Then the pecs, arms, abdomen, and side hips. Then he started on my thighs and I felt myself getting erect. I thought about anything to distract myself but the feeling was too powerful. I was so embarrassed!!! After a few seconds of him starting on my right thigh, I was fully erect point up to the ceiling. I could not believe that a man had gotten me hard. But Berkan did with just the start of a thigh massage. I knew I still had a long way to go, so I just tried to relax. Berkan, never said anything. Part 1 ends

 

[demboren]

(Part 2) Then I heard the clicking of heels coming do the hallway. The door opens, I open my eyes, and it is Emira on the phone and with a glass of wine. She says something in Turkish to the person on the phone hangs up and says to Berkan, Pembe said she will meet us for dinner. She then look my in the eye, smiled and I quickly shut my eyes. She then said “My God, Berkan. What have you done to the poor boy?!?!” He said “Nothing. He must be dreaming of your legs.” At those words I start bouncing, reflexively. SO EMBARRASSED! This beautiful woman sees me naked and fully erect, bouncing, at the hands of a man. She then sits on a shelf, crosses her legs, and scrolls through phone. The leg crossing had me bouncing again. I still had a long ways to go. I was hard for the rest of the massage. A little die down but immediate return. Berkan knew exactly what button to push but he worked around my hard-on the whole time. He only brushed my balls and erection when massaging my groin muscle. He finished my legs and I was just a pile of jelly when he finished, except for my boner. Then Emira said “finish him quickly so we can go eat.” I start to raise up, but Emira raced over, push my back down and put her hand over my mouth and said “No, no, no. Your body is going to love this” At that moment I felt Berkan’s oil drenched hand starting to race up and down my shaft. I brain went totally on the fritz! I was getting jerked off by a guy, while pinned down by a beautiful woman. My body loved it. I put my hands on her hand because I was moaning with please so loud I was worried a passerby might hear. Berkan then said “ok no more fun and games, time to cum.” Emira moved away but I stilled cover my mouth with both hands and Berkan can a few two hand strokes and 5 seconds after he said that, I exploded like never before. It was a good thing she moved. She would have been drenched. I shot three blasts up to my chin then a series of smaller eruptions. The whole time screaming into my own handgag with my eyes crossing then rolling to the top of my head. I was in heaven. Then It was over. I guy had made me cum and I could not believe how amazing it felt. And in front of a beautiful accomplice to boot. Emira said “Berkan, I know you made him cum that hard on purpose.” He just laughed. Then she said “And you need to cum more often. You shot like a cannon.” Berkan, then cleaned me up and I laid there just blown away. They told me to take my time, and get dressed when I ready and we would all get something to eat. They left the room. On her way out Emira whispered in my ear “I told you your body would love it” and kissed me dead on the lips. It was more than I could handle. I became dizzy and would have fainted (literally) if I was standing up. I got dressed and we went on to dinner at a Mexican place, meeting there other friend there.

 

[RG97]

No - I’ve never heard of this one! Would you send me their details

Is this the lad that massages from a big block of flats in the cc?

 

[arnoldjmiles]

Fair enough! His ad isn't currently up. If it comes back online I'll send it.

No - I’ve never heard of this one! Would you send me their details