Moe

Way too few details to get an intelligent response.
 
You should talk to a medical professional.
 
You're not the first nor are you the only one.
 
Don't beat yourself up.
 
Get professional advice from a knowledgeable individual.

Maybe you should call a clinic. This is not a medical forum.

Question: What is your showering/cleaning ritual to make sure you are "fresh" down there?
 
When I am getting a massage, I always make sure that I am freshly showered. If I am not coming directly from home, I will ask if a shower is available. On a hot day, I may take a quick rinse beforehand even if I had showered just before leaving home.
 
When I am giving a massage (I tend to give a few a week), I always request that they are freshly showered...or tell them that they can shower at my place. I get turned off when I get a whiff of "swamp ass". It's that sweaty, musty smell that germinates between the buns...even when we are just relaxing. I am sure that some love the smell...but I don't. I am sure that professional masseurs run into this all of the time.
 
I just finished giving a massage to a beautiful 20yo guy that's just home from college for the summer. 6'2, nicely built and the most beautiful bubble ass popped up on my table. He only lives 5mins away and said that he was freshly showered. As I am working my way up his thick/solid thighs, I spread his legs a bit so that I can get "in there". Puff...like a mushroom cloud, I get a whiff of swamp ass. LOL. Ugh, Ruined it for me.
 
In my younger days, I could have pushed through. My tongue might have been right in there feasting on those globes. He was agreeable to play, but I couldn't work through it.

VERY TRUE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Why, when booking an appointment, if you got a weird vibe, would you mention your age? If I got a "weird vibe", that would be a huge red flag. I would trust my gut instinct right there, and would not mention my age, but would mention that maybe today/tonite is not going to work for my schedule and I will be in contact at a later date. Then I would move onto another masseur who I feel more comfortable with. He ain't the only fish in the sea. There are tons of them out there.

Providing a link to the masseurs MF or RM profile wouldn’t be considered a review.....

I contacted a new person for a massage. We set a duration, time, and fee. I had a weird vibe from him so I told him I'm 59 and asked if that was a problem. No reply. I then asked for his address. He asked for my photo "for security reasons" and, said upon receiving it, he would send his address. I took a selfie with a stern look. Think I heard from him with his address? I'm glad that massage never happened...

Back when Craigslist was still around, I found an intriguing massage ad. The masseur's photos were hot, and I booked a massage session. I forget his name, but let's call him Tim. When I knocked at his door, he answered, and was jaw dropping HOT! As I entered the house, I heard the TV on in the living room. He pulled me to the side before we entered the living room, and said he had shared custody of his 10 year old son, who was watching TV. He said we would walk past his son, and go upstairs to the massage room, shutting the door of the massage room , of course, and proceed with the massage. UGH! AWKWARD!! I was going to leave, but Tim was smoking hot (in the Coast Guard). We walked past his son, who looked up, and his dad introduced me and said "Dmitri is my friend, and we are going upstairs to sign some papers" His son shrugged, and upstairs with Tim I went. We both stripped down, and proceeded to have a HOT massage session, all the time I could hear the TV on downstairs, knowing his son was down there. When Tim had his orgasm, he let out a loud yell that made the roof shake! I thought, signing papers is never this loud! After the massage was over, we got dressed, and Tim then grabbed a pile of papers and a pen from another room. As we walked through the living room, papers and pen in hand, the son said "Did you sign the papers, Dad?" And Tim said "Yes, the papers are all signed" (?) There was no awkward "moment"....the entire situation was awkward! I quickly left, and never looked back!

I was in a foreign country and getting what I though was a "legitimate" massage. I assumed I'd made it clear, since I was suffering from lower back pain and we discussed my discomfort beforehand. Towards the end the masseur suddenly proceeded to give me head for a "happy ending"! I wasn't erect at any point because of my level of pain and discomfort. Startled I stopped him, he was a little taken aback and asked me sadly if I didn't like him or wasn't attracted to him! I had to explain in simpler English that I did indeed find him handsome but that it just wasn't what I needed at the moment. I had to assure him several times it wasn't him but me since he was clearly hurt. We awkwardly ended the massage and when I gave him payment he said it was too much and gave me a few bills back saying that he had quoted the price for a "happy ending massage"! He then gave me his personal cell number and asked me to call him next time I was in the country so we could go for coffee! I've never encountered such honesty in pricing nor a provider that was attracted to me since I'm a middle aged overweight bear! Later I found out the masseur was a well known "Daddy Bear chaser" in the local bear community.

I wouldn't say he is 100% straight. He gives a decent massage though not as good as someone professionally trained, and if the end was anything to go by, he enjoys men too. Really nice and welcoming guy, just be prepared to have a conversation with him.

I wouldn't say he is 100% straight. He gives a decent massage though not as good as someone professionally trained, and if the end was anything to go by, he enjoys men too. Really nice and welcoming guy, just be prepared to have a conversation with him.

Jake gives an excellent deep massage. Great guy, lotta fun, Truly excellent skills in many areas. He is in DC but travels out a bit.

I think when you go looking for certain things, you just might find them. Thankfully!
 
Nothing wrong with the "Me, too" movement per se, but the pendulum might be swinging just a little bit too far.
 
If you don't want to be handled in a certain way, then don't go looking where such handling happens. You aren't going to a job interview or audition for goodness sake.

I’ve read through this thread enough I owe a response. Mine was awesome and probably seemed hotter because I had no idea what to expect. I wanted something less clinical than usual, so I went to a visiting therapist offering sensual massage with good reviews. His pics were really discreet so I was relieved the scruffy, ripped dude about my age/early 20’s described in the ad answered the door. I was pretty shy so kept my boxer shorts on, and he kept his briefs on. He started with a really good basic massage, back then front, nothing too sensual. Then he went from my abs down my boxers to the base of my shaft and up my boxers to my balls for several minutes. He seemed to taper off when I was pretty hard and asked if I was doing ok. It had been an hour, so I thought that was the end. He laughed a little, smiled and went right back to it. I remember the rest so well because the last moves set the bar for me- he slid his right hand back up my boxers, over my balls, and slowly up my rock solid shaft. Then he pulled my waistband way down, grabbed my shaft with both hands, and twisted in opposite directions until I exploded. I had no idea what had hit me since I didn’t think it would really end that way. Wish I could find that therapist now!

He uses a creative euphemism for no fat guys " I love working on those that take care of themselves and give me a good platform to do my magic."

My first erotic massage was on Derby Day 2015, I had never done anything like that before, massage, or escort. I texted him earlier in the week, and chickened out. But, he had already given me his hotel info. So, on Derby Day, I ventured into the city, and had a drink (or 2, or maybe 3) at his hotel the bar, then texted him, and he said he could see me soon.
 
About 20 minutes later, he said come up. The room had dirty clothes piled up in the corner, and a towel, that thankfully looked clean, on the 2nd bed. He kept his loose fitting boxer shorts on the whole time. During the course of the massage, I asked if he gets nude. He said no, it would be "unhygienic", but he did provide release.
 
After, he went into the bathroom and started the shower for me. When I got in there, there was a big pile of dirty towels piled up under the sink. I showered off, and used a towel that was hanging. Not sure how clean it was.

Having experienced the Japanese toilets with spray and warm air drying, I’d put my money there first, in a bidet if I could. Just saying.

I agree. And mass transit is on its last leg. We could of rebuilt the entire NE corridor infrastructure with the money spent on Iraq and Afghanistan.

New York is at least better than any other state as far as fairness for the cabbies. Lots of regulations on Uber.
 
Here in LA they're planning a strike because they've taken the Uber fares from $0.80 per mile to $0.60 per mile. I find that unbelievable. Who can make any money doing that?

Hell, I'm 6'3" with long-ass monkey arms, but I still love a good shower handheld!
 
 
As per the OP, I don't see this as a general commentary on overweight people, but a question pertaining to his particular situation.
 
Can't we at least let him reply before figuring out a way to be wildly offended?

Not mine, but I saw this on Reddit a while back and thought it was pretty hot: [MEDIA=reddit]gaystoriesgonewild/comments/95hx6m[/MEDIA]

So so very true.

I went for a number of years without paying for massage. My first was from my own posting on Craigslist looking for a massage. To my surprise, several men enjoy giving them when you ask.
 
So my first, I went to an Asian guy’s apartment and he had a table waiting for me. I was nervous as hell and also excited and he could sense it. He approached me to settle my nerves and asked if he could remove my clothing. I agreed. It was a little uncomfortable but I stood there as he removed my shirt then unbuckled my belt and opened my pants. I was noticeably erect as he removed my pants leaving me in my boxer briefs with a hard outline there. He seemed to enjoy what he saw. He dropped to his knees so he could remove my underwear as I flopped out of my undies nearly hitting his face.
 
He led me to the table and asked me to lay on my stomach. I did as he instructed. (Pointing up, btw). He had warmed oil and rubbed gently all over my back and legs. He was in no hurry which calmed me down. While he did rub my buns, he was careful to not get too sensual early on.
 
He then asked me to turn over and I was embarrassed because I knew I was leaking a TON but I obliged. He didn’t even mention my erection or the leaking which again I appreciated.
 
He continued to massage my chest and stomach. Intentionally skipping my erection down to my legs. He would rub the entire length of my legs higher and higher to where I don’t know how he avoided contact as long as he did. I had to be screaming inside my head “just touch it!!” But it was all silent building anticipation.
 
Finally he touched it! Lifting it in a way to give him access to my lower stomach. I was literally oozing at this point and without asking a question, he gripped me as tight as I’ve ever been gripped. I literally moaned out loud. Although he went slowly, it took no time at all for me to unleash one of the biggest explosions I’ve ever had. He was such a gentleman he went to get a warm washcloth and wiped me down. He offered me water and said that I should take my time before moving on with my day. There was no discussion of what happened in a sexual way. Just a professional doing his job - and what a job it was.
 
From that day forward I was addicted. To be honest that experience was better than any other form of sex for me. So I went on my way seeking these experiences over the years - mostly without pay - all via Craigslist. Finally I arrived in New York and found the spa scene and enjoyed that element because it was close to my first experience - though with payment. I would still find success getting guys to massage me for free and then Craigslist ceased to allow m4m postings. A really sad day.

I was probably in my mid 20s, very thin and shy and with a tight back on a business trip staying at a hotel. I found a masseur who came to my room. He looked around my age, well built, smooth, and handsome with sandy brown hair. I don't remember much beside at some point toward the end of the massage, he started to fuck me. I didn't want to be fucked. I had little experience with fucking but I didn't really know how to stop it so I just let it happen. He then apologized, said that he couldn't help it, I paid him and he left. I felt violated. I was very naive and innocent and had no idea a massage could be sexual. That never happened to me again. Sorry it is not a hot story but it was my reality.

The first truly erotic massage experience i enjoyed was at a legit spa/salon quite a few years ago in Toronto. The facility had a mens changing area with showers, sauna, hot tub, etc. Had been going for some time but had started seeing a new MT that I thought was very good... and very sexy. Later learned he did martial arts and was incredibly fit! This particular day I had booked a longer session than normal and went a bit early to shower and hot tub before my massage. I noticed my MT came into the change room a couple of times before our time, including when I was coming out of the water. Fast forward a bit to being in a massage room - private but not fully given ceiling heights between rooms. He would typically put a blanket on me in addition to the sheet - after the hot tub I was quite warm, so I said something to the effect of "can we not use the blanket - I'm hot". Suddenly his mouth was by my ear and he whispered "yes you are". After that moment the whole experience became more and more sensual. The fact that we were in the middle of this spa made it all the more intense. After increasingly adventurous touching and exploring I again heard that whisper asking me if I would fuck him!! Later learned that he was generally straight but increasingly bi-curious and wanted to explore further. He was prepared with protection and I enjoyed being able to give him what he wanted (and I wanted!). All undertaken with muffled noise and a heightened sense of being in a somewhat public place which made it all the more exciting. Any wonder I became hooked on erotic massage? lol