FLJock

Has anyone had a chance to try this gorgeous fellow.
Therapeutic Massage by John - massage/bodywork in Hollywood, FL - masseurfinder

How muscular does she need to be? 

 

I had the pleasure of meeting them recently.
Super nice.  Two  towers of men.  Very sexy. 
Massage was good.  As noted above Antonio seems to be trained and was a little better to start, it got very interactive.  They’re both BIG guys, lots of stretching involved 😈
I’ve had a great half year so far as they will surely be an entry for Best of 2026.
 

Finally got to meet Joe and he was worth the hype.  He’s handsome, big, beefy and burly.  I love deep tissue and he does not hold back, puts his weight into the strokes and makes it hurt so good.  
A+ massage, sensual and naked, extras were A+ as well. 

I agree - YMMV - and I happen to be one of the lucky ones!
He is incredibly kind and sweet and makes me feel safe and attractive. And he gives a great massage. 

I've had this guy on the top of my list FOREVER and was finally able to make our schedules work.  It's been so long a wait that I was actually a little nervous during the drive that he wasn't worth the buildup (in my head) and that I was going to maybe be disappointed.  Miami traffic (over an hour in a bumper-to-bumper crawl) and parking (circling for almost 20 minutes) certainly did not disappoint.  
Anyway, I finally make it to his fancy waterfront building and the elevator, which I swear had a mind of it's own, refused to let me out on his floor so I had to go back to the front desk so they could re-instruct the thing where to take me.  After a second attempt it let me off on the wrong side.  Who knew these fancy new elevators in these fancy new buildings have a left and right side, and each side leads to a completely different side of the golden tower.  Sigh.
To say that I was already heated before even meeting him would be a complete understatement.  So we're texting, I'm explaining that I'm trapped in the wrong side of the building, and then like magic, the correct side of the elevator opens after he commands it, and there he is, waiting for me, and I swear, for a moment, everything is good with the world.  The guy looked smokin' hot.  Handsome face, big ole' smile, body was exactly like in the pics and exactly what I was expecting.  Lawd have mercy.  As we're walking inside I'm nervously venting a bit and he came over and gave me a hug and offered me something to drink and promised the next hour would be all about me.  He thanked me for trusting him enough to drive down to see him and told me I was in good hands.  I mean, come on.  I was already fucking putty at that point.
The massage starts, it's in a room with a table, music is nice, lights are dim.  Is it the best I've ever had, probably not, but it has that element that I realize keeps me absolutely hooked, chemistry.  We're just randomly bantering, about literally anything that comes to mind, the questions are playful and inquisitive.  At this point we are absolutely vibing.  We're talking gym routines and bodies and complimenting each other and the connection keeps getting stronger...like I said, putty.  The massage starts to get more sensual and hands start to wander everywhere, and I'm certain he had a Nest thermometer with a timer because it got really hot in there.
Moral of the story, sometimes a provider doesn't turn out how you expect but every once in a while the universe aligns and gives you an experience that can be even greater that what you were hoping for.  
He will likely make my Top List of 2026.  
I give him my highest endorsement and recommendation. 
 

Strong massage, 100% therapeutic, handsome guy.  
Personality of a wet blanket.
 

If you tried to pitch that as a sitcom episode it would likely be rejected as something completely out of the realm of possibility.
Hope you recover soon and can go back to the provider, as he is one of your favorites.

If you tried to pitch that as a sitcom episode it would likely be rejected as something completely out of the realm of possibility.
Hope you recover soon and can go back to the provider, as he is one of your favorites.

If you tried to pitch that as a sitcom episode it would likely be rejected as something completely out of the realm of possibility.
Hope you recover soon and can go back to the provider, as he is one of your favorites.

Do you mind saying which town that was?
It could have been yours truly 🤡.........
BTC
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Still no one? I might give him a go tonight. 

I've had this guy on the top of my list FOREVER and was finally able to make our schedules work.  It's been so long a wait that I was actually a little nervous during the drive that he wasn't worth the buildup (in my head) and that I was going to maybe be disappointed.  Miami traffic (over an hour in a bumper-to-bumper crawl) and parking (circling for almost 20 minutes) certainly did not disappoint.  
Anyway, I finally make it to his fancy waterfront building and the elevator, which I swear had a mind of it's own, refused to let me out on his floor so I had to go back to the front desk so they could re-instruct the thing where to take me.  After a second attempt it let me off on the wrong side.  Who knew these fancy new elevators in these fancy new buildings have a left and right side, and each side leads to a completely different side of the golden tower.  Sigh.
To say that I was already heated before even meeting him would be a complete understatement.  So we're texting, I'm explaining that I'm trapped in the wrong side of the building, and then like magic, the correct side of the elevator opens after he commands it, and there he is, waiting for me, and I swear, for a moment, everything is good with the world.  The guy looked smokin' hot.  Handsome face, big ole' smile, body was exactly like in the pics and exactly what I was expecting.  Lawd have mercy.  As we're walking inside I'm nervously venting a bit and he came over and gave me a hug and offered me something to drink and promised the next hour would be all about me.  He thanked me for trusting him enough to drive down to see him and told me I was in good hands.  I mean, come on.  I was already fucking putty at that point.
The massage starts, it's in a room with a table, music is nice, lights are dim.  Is it the best I've ever had, probably not, but it has that element that I realize keeps me absolutely hooked, chemistry.  We're just randomly bantering, about literally anything that comes to mind, the questions are playful and inquisitive.  At this point we are absolutely vibing.  We're talking gym routines and bodies and complimenting each other and the connection keeps getting stronger...like I said, putty.  The massage starts to get more sensual and hands start to wander everywhere, and I'm certain he had a Nest thermometer with a timer because it got really hot in there.
Moral of the story, sometimes a provider doesn't turn out how you expect but every once in a while the universe aligns and gives you an experience that can be even greater that what you were hoping for.  
He will likely make my Top List of 2026.  
I give him my highest endorsement and recommendation. 
 

Anybody have a chance to try: https://rentmasseur.com/BodyResetDvd
Newish provider in Ft Lauderdale.

There‘s only one kind of deposit I’d like to make in him. 

I've had this guy on the top of my list FOREVER and was finally able to make our schedules work.  It's been so long a wait that I was actually a little nervous during the drive that he wasn't worth the buildup (in my head) and that I was going to maybe be disappointed.  Miami traffic (over an hour in a bumper-to-bumper crawl) and parking (circling for almost 20 minutes) certainly did not disappoint.  
Anyway, I finally make it to his fancy waterfront building and the elevator, which I swear had a mind of it's own, refused to let me out on his floor so I had to go back to the front desk so they could re-instruct the thing where to take me.  After a second attempt it let me off on the wrong side.  Who knew these fancy new elevators in these fancy new buildings have a left and right side, and each side leads to a completely different side of the golden tower.  Sigh.
To say that I was already heated before even meeting him would be a complete understatement.  So we're texting, I'm explaining that I'm trapped in the wrong side of the building, and then like magic, the correct side of the elevator opens after he commands it, and there he is, waiting for me, and I swear, for a moment, everything is good with the world.  The guy looked smokin' hot.  Handsome face, big ole' smile, body was exactly like in the pics and exactly what I was expecting.  Lawd have mercy.  As we're walking inside I'm nervously venting a bit and he came over and gave me a hug and offered me something to drink and promised the next hour would be all about me.  He thanked me for trusting him enough to drive down to see him and told me I was in good hands.  I mean, come on.  I was already fucking putty at that point.
The massage starts, it's in a room with a table, music is nice, lights are dim.  Is it the best I've ever had, probably not, but it has that element that I realize keeps me absolutely hooked, chemistry.  We're just randomly bantering, about literally anything that comes to mind, the questions are playful and inquisitive.  At this point we are absolutely vibing.  We're talking gym routines and bodies and complimenting each other and the connection keeps getting stronger...like I said, putty.  The massage starts to get more sensual and hands start to wander everywhere, and I'm certain he had a Nest thermometer with a timer because it got really hot in there.
Moral of the story, sometimes a provider doesn't turn out how you expect but every once in a while the universe aligns and gives you an experience that can be even greater that what you were hoping for.  
He will likely make my Top List of 2026.  
I give him my highest endorsement and recommendation. 
 

I've had this guy on the top of my list FOREVER and was finally able to make our schedules work.  It's been so long a wait that I was actually a little nervous during the drive that he wasn't worth the buildup (in my head) and that I was going to maybe be disappointed.  Miami traffic (over an hour in a bumper-to-bumper crawl) and parking (circling for almost 20 minutes) certainly did not disappoint.  
Anyway, I finally make it to his fancy waterfront building and the elevator, which I swear had a mind of it's own, refused to let me out on his floor so I had to go back to the front desk so they could re-instruct the thing where to take me.  After a second attempt it let me off on the wrong side.  Who knew these fancy new elevators in these fancy new buildings have a left and right side, and each side leads to a completely different side of the golden tower.  Sigh.
To say that I was already heated before even meeting him would be a complete understatement.  So we're texting, I'm explaining that I'm trapped in the wrong side of the building, and then like magic, the correct side of the elevator opens after he commands it, and there he is, waiting for me, and I swear, for a moment, everything is good with the world.  The guy looked smokin' hot.  Handsome face, big ole' smile, body was exactly like in the pics and exactly what I was expecting.  Lawd have mercy.  As we're walking inside I'm nervously venting a bit and he came over and gave me a hug and offered me something to drink and promised the next hour would be all about me.  He thanked me for trusting him enough to drive down to see him and told me I was in good hands.  I mean, come on.  I was already fucking putty at that point.
The massage starts, it's in a room with a table, music is nice, lights are dim.  Is it the best I've ever had, probably not, but it has that element that I realize keeps me absolutely hooked, chemistry.  We're just randomly bantering, about literally anything that comes to mind, the questions are playful and inquisitive.  At this point we are absolutely vibing.  We're talking gym routines and bodies and complimenting each other and the connection keeps getting stronger...like I said, putty.  The massage starts to get more sensual and hands start to wander everywhere, and I'm certain he had a Nest thermometer with a timer because it got really hot in there.
Moral of the story, sometimes a provider doesn't turn out how you expect but every once in a while the universe aligns and gives you an experience that can be even greater that what you were hoping for.  
He will likely make my Top List of 2026.  
I give him my highest endorsement and recommendation. 
 

Damn, he's sexy.  

Usually the weekends (Fri and Sat, it starts to get good around 9) on Sundays around brunch time.  

We had a bit of a row over what constitutes "night-time". He said he was open to a night-time massage, but then later on in the convo held firm to the idea that when the clock strikes 7:00pm, his hands cease operation. He got mad at me for asking if there was one night he could do later. I came away with the impression that a sorcerer has marked him with some sort of insta-death spell if he works past 7:00pm. 

He is quite unpleasant. 

Saw Tyler before he left town.  Tall, handsome, friendly, Brazilian American, lots of positive energy, like a golden retriever.  
Massage was strong, I felt it.  He checked in during the session which I appreciated, and made adjustments when necessary.
He was naked from the start and incorporated sensual elements from the first touch.  There was some mutual admiration of each other’s body types and we matched energy so it got very sensual and erotic.  He had some techniques that were novel for me.  
I’ve been lucky enough to have had incredible sessions with some masseurs.  Tyler is absolutely near, or at the top of that list right now.  

I give him my highest recommendation.  

Damn, he's sexy.  

I’ve met up with Scott. Probably the most underwhelming, cold, robotic 60mins I have ever spent with a masseur.  
There was absolutely zer0 charisma, personality or any depth to the massage.   I LOVE getting massages, I would probably say that I’m slightly addicted, but this one, I couldn’t wait for it to be over.  

Yeah, that face and body pulled me in, and he’s got that sexy body hair.  
The massage in the other hand, not so great.  Lots of one hand massaging, don’t know if he has texting…and i swear I heard the camera click a few times 

With technology available today, any and all activity taking place in an environment over which you do not possess complete control can become online entertainment for someone else without your consent.
If this provider was upfront, and would still offer a regular private fee-per-hr session in lieu of the two-way mirror thing, great! In my 30's, I might have been confident enough (though still shy) to go along. For exhibitionists, if the free massage is decent, why not??