LOLO

My two favorite this year (both in Southern CA):
James (https://www.masseurfinder.com/massage-therapists/42389/)
Dionisio (https://rentmasseur.com/Dionisiomasseur)

My two favorite this year (both in Southern CA):
James (https://www.masseurfinder.com/massage-therapists/42389/)
Dionisio (https://rentmasseur.com/Dionisiomasseur)

Wow. This has really devolved into a mean girls thread. 
"He's over 40? No wonder I dry heaved."
Do better. J effin C

https://www.boyfriendtv.com/videos/836840/a_full_body_massage_-_colby_melvin_and_grag_stone/

Second!

Finally saw him.  Very good.  Very, very good.

This is the thing. So many of you expect full course meals when they’re not for sale. Sensual does NOT require you to have a naked masseur. Nor a happy ending. Just because one or two masseurs  believe that it is obviously apart of it, they’re highly mistaken. Sensual doesn’t mean sex. It mean sexy. But, sexy doesn’t mean you are deserving or paying for a happy ending or sexual favor. The touch,  the stroke of the hands and fingers, the closeness. That’s sensual. Erotic I can understand a naked masseur but stop applying your thoughts that you are paying for what you think it is. Ask your masseur and go from there. I see so many complaining on this site about expectations but give very little or try to negotiate us out of our prices. But then get mad when you don’t get what you want in the same fashion as a toddler. To then go on and write scathing reviews when you didn’t even ask proper questions. And then you don’t care or just don’t think about the fact that we have who are actually licensed have to worry about busts. We lose our licensing and possible jail time with high fines if we get caught doing things we legally shouldn’t be while having a license to do this. Like, really be considerate of what we go through and what we have to worry about. If you want sex and sexual favors hire an erotic masseur or an escort. But stop treating and talking about us on this forums m like we’re just toys for your benefit and not human beings. 

Finally saw him.  Very good.  Very, very good.

Finally saw him.  Very good.  Very, very good.

Second!

I recommend Dylan, aka Nerd with Big Hands on rentmasseur.com 
https://rentmasseur.com/NERDwBigHands
 
he has reviews on this site as well. Dm for more info 

Finally saw him.  Very good.  Very, very good.

Finally saw him.  Very good.  Very, very good.

Hey everyone,
 
Of all the guys who offer a sensual experience in LA, any comments on who offers the best therapeutic component?
 
I'd also love to hear comments on therapeutic skill in those who do not offer sensual components.
 
Basically, my entire body hurts and I'd like a massage. The presence of "extras" is less of a priority.

Gentlemen... by popular request and for your viewing pleasure, my updated list of Japanese Massage Parlor series. These links typically have a limited lifespan and have to be updated every now and then. Enjoy! I do... over and over and over.
4 hands -  Top Rebel Gym Shirt 
https://txxx.com/videos/16906791/oriental-four-hands-massage/
4 hands  Black T, black shorts, no entry 
https://m.boyfriendtv.com/videos/625985/massage-27/ 
4 hands – Black Suit 
https://vjav.com/videos/309213/japan-threeway-massage/ 
4 hands - White dress shirt ([Hunky Channel] Massage 13)
https://upornia.com/videos/3939745/hunky-channel-massage-13/?fr=3177463&rp=1 
4 hands – white T, blue jeans at table
https://m.boyfriendtv.com/videos/647039/massage-and-fuck-japan/
4 hands - white T black pnts
https://www.gayforit.eu/video/570987/Japanese-massage
side by side - No entry pink face towels
https://hotmovs.com/videos/9803026/kinky-asian-masseur/ 
side by side - white T, black pants at table
https://hotmovs.com/videos/9803026/kinky-asian-masseur/ 
side by side - 15
https://www.gayforit.eu/video/773533/japanese-massage 
Utah light grey T shirt (17)
https://thegay.com/videos/842354/exotic-xxx-video-gay-asian-watch-/ 
Green coat grey v neck T jeans
https://txxx.com/videos/16536019/hunk-channel-hot-muscle-therapist-massage-hot-customer-with-unique-hair/ 
San Fran 58 T
https://thegay.com/videos/619168/relax-erotic-massage-east-boys/ 
Long sleeve striped shirt, white pants
https://vjav.com/videos/389198/japan-massage-sex/   
Bag, White T w/head
https://thegay.com/videos/823392/di-thu-gian/ 
Light blue sport jacket
https://m.boyfriendtv.com/videos/538328/ 
NYC T 
https://www.gayforit.eu/video/485703/full-service-at-asian-massage-salon 
Starts on table - Ankle bracelet
https://www.gayforit.eu/video/826854/Massage-Japanese-Style-1 
Black jacket, white T, glasses, hand case ([Hunky Channel] Massage 06)
https://www.gayporno.fm/hunky-channel-massage-06_2194891.html 
Black jacket, whit T, jeans ([Hunky Channel] Massage 08)
https://upornia.com/videos/3177463/hunky-channel-massage-08/ 
Grey green muscle shirt, brown cargoes at table
https://m.boyfriendtv.com/videos/654002/muscle-massage/ 
16
https://www.gayforit.eu/video/826854/Massage-Japanese-Style-1 
Starts on table, client tops
https://gay.bingo/video/276964611
4 hands fuck fest, women on next table
https://m.boyfriendtv.com/videos/658277/sneaky-double-fuck/
starts at table, tank top, both hunks 
https://m.boyfriendtv.com/videos/676191/massaga-gaz-gude/
hungry horny client 
https://www.porn300.com/gay/video/sexy-massage-turned-into-anal/
San Fran tank top
https://www.porn300.com/gay/video/hot-massage-turns-into-hot-bareback
white T blue Jean masseur w/ bandanna 
https://txxx.com/videos/15134649/hunk-channel-muscle-therapist-with-cover-head-towel-tall-customer/?fr=16536019&rp=1
starts mid-massage
https://xhamster.com/videos/massage-in-japan-3-xhaScFA?_gl=1*r5vgw8*_ga*Z2k5d2xiTnFGRi13TXVTVHRWTFRSaGUyNTZ4al9OTTh4MVB3WFBWd2xNRUR1MWxka0hVZzVJU2p6azRscmdIVA..&xhms_pro=1

oh man. the irrational part of my brain REALLY wants to drive from socal to Phoenix next week just to see him when he visits. gonna need some post-nut clarity on this one.

This guys is very disappointing. Older than pic suggests. Finished job in half of booked time. Terrible.

In 1997 I went on a trip to Europe, visiting Prague, Budapest and other places. In Budapest I wanted to see the baths for which Budapest is famous. At Gellert, an amazing historical edifice, one could chose from several pools, coed or men only. I chose the later after changing in an area with individual cabins and wearing just a short apron tied to my back, went into the pool. Sulphur water, strange sensation but stimulating. The men there were from all over, with a sprinkling of late teen age local boys that were hustling around. A large fit black man who had been looking at me moves towards me and says "watch out, this kids are no good, watch out for your Rolex (I was wearing one) and don't dare to hire any of them... you speak English, no?". We laughed and began chatting, he was an army guy stationed in Germany and on vacation, he liked traveling alone to have freedom of choice, his words. I told him that I was supposed to be with a friend but had gotten ill before the trip and could not come, but was looking forward to having fun. We looked at each other, muscled arms, nice pecs and nipples and could see that his important cock was making its presence felt under the apron. He noticed I was looking at him and that as I was semi hard he said, "I can take car of that". Come with me, and I followed to the showers and upstairs. His cabin was coincidentally next to mine and as I laid on the small mattress/fouton he began working my nips and chest, sucking on them and moving south. He took my cock in his mouth and gave me an astounding blow job, as I played with his muscled arms, pits and pecs; his sucking combined with a skillful rubbing of balls and asshole made me come in buckets in his mouth with him sucking every drop. Because of my noisy moaning, an attendant came by and we had to split, temporarily, as we met at the exit and made plans for the evening.

Sorry for this second story. This one happened in Honolulu around 1978. I was there on a business trip and staying at the Ilikai Hotel, down the beach by the Hilton Hawaiian Village. I was about 24 and it was one of my first trips to Honolulu. I wanted to get a good panoramic view of the beach and Diamond Head so I went up to the "Top the I"--the bar on the top floor of the hotel, with views down Waikiki towards Diamond Head. Beautiful. While enjoying a Mai Tai and the view, I noticed a group of guys and girls having drinks and laughs at another table. I eavesdropped and realized that they were all a very handsome Qantas flight crew on a layover. I thought one of the guys was cute and I started to smile at some of the jokes they were telling. The cute one--Geoff--said that I should join them, and of course, that was all the encouragement I needed. We all drank and shared a few snacks and some more laughs. I was sitting next to Geoff and I began to realize that he and I might possibly be the only two gays at the table. We had been playing footsy under the table and had been rubbing each others leg, so I was hopeful something else needed to happen. I was ready to break away with Geoff and suggested that he and I might move on to another bar that I knew about. He agreed and we headed out. On the way out, I told him that I needed to get something from my hotel room first. In the elevator he pushed me up against the wall and started kissing and telling me that he had some plans for me. Did he ever. When we got to my room, the clothes flew off and we spent the night together, till early AM, when he had get back to his room as he had a flight to Sydney later that day. I was sad to say goodbye, but we exchanged names and addresses (no cell phones then) and hoped we could stay in touch.
 
I thought that was the end of it, until I got a message a couple days later at my hotel that he was unexpectedly headed back to Honolulu for another quick turnaround. He was going to be staying at the Ilikai again and wanted to meet up. Unfortunately, I was scheduled to head back to Anchorage and would miss him by a day. But, as luck would have it, my flight got cancelled and I "had" to stay a few extra days in Hawaii. I say "had" to because back then there were only a couple days a week non-stop service from Honolulu to Anchorage, and Western Airlines offered to put me up for the extra days. My new hotel was out by the airport, but I left Geoff a message at the Ilikai and he was able to come out. We spent two more days together, exploring the North Shore during the day and each other all night back at the room. He was the first guy I had ever been with who didn't care if he was on top pounding me, or on the bottom getting it back. I was in Heaven. But that second chance encounter had to end too, and we parted our separate ways. But not before I stole Geoff's red underwear that I still have to this very day.
 
Added PS. When my flight to Anchorage was cancelled, the other travelers and I were transported back to the airport hotel. Since we were all going to be able to stay a few extra days in Honolulu, we dropped our bags in the lobby and headed to the bar immediately on arrival to celebrate our good fortune. It wasn't until the new day of departure that I realized my work briefcase was missing and had never been delivered to my room. All of the work that I'd done while in Hawaii, all the notes, all the paper, all of it---was lost and I had to go back to work with nothing to justify my 7-8 days away from the office. Everything but the red undies, anyways.

Thanks for sharing all these stories, gents!! Nice to know I’m not the only tramp whilst traveling! ?
 
Here are my offerings - the first, and the most recent. Only the names have been changed to protect the not so innocent:
 
1.) Cambridge MA circa 1993 - my team traveled to a college rugby tournament over Columbus Day weekend. I was already playing with guys, but it was a “secret” to everyone, especially my teammates except for the two guys I had played with on the team. I had been hoping I’d room with one of them, but that was not to be. Anyway fast forward, after two days of playing, and more importantly viewing all sorts in the locker room and shower, this rugger was horny. The Sunday night, the host rugby team had a party at their house. It was as you imagine - lots of drink, lots of dirty rugby songs, lots of dares, etc.. I got chatting with another rugger who was also from NYC. Mind you, at the time I was a nice bit of stuff - 6’2” hairy, with a nice thick muscley rugby jock build. The guy I was chatting with was similar in stature - about 6’ with a thick muscley rugby build. He was also a ginger - and the first ginger I had seen who was also quite hairy. We chat, there’s definitely a vibe, and knowing looks, and finally subtle touching and gropes that made it clear we were on the same page. He suggests going back to his hotel room for a drink, I ask about his roommate, he smiles and says he has a single.
 
There was no uber back then, and I hadn’t a notion where we were (we had taken cabs from our hotel), but Ginger knew the way so after about 20-30 minutes walking, talking, I found myself slammed against his hotel room wall as we began making out, feeling each other up. Clothes scattered as we made our way to his bed all the while kissing, feeling, touching. I loved his hairy ginger body, and he had a great thick cock on him. He seemed to like what I was offering too.
 
We’re both horny animals - making out, sucking nipples, make out some more, licking pits, more make out, 69’g, make out, eating ass, make out, giving each other handy j’s as we make out. Then his hand is playing with my balls, then his fingers are going further south, then he says “I want to be in you” just as his fingertips are playing in my furry trench. ? My mind was going 500mph at this point. That was my other secret - I really wanted to bottom, but had not at this point, yet here I was with this hot hairy ginger rugger who wanted to top me. His fingers felt good teasing me back there, he was kissing my neck, kissing my ear telling me how hot he thought I was, how hard I made him, pointing out how much I was leaking, but damn it all to hell, I just couldn’t say yes! ?
 
He was entirely cool with that, if disappointed, but we managed to get two nuts each without anal that night.
 
I remember the bus ride back on Monday, most were hungover, but I was both cursing myself, and congratulating myself for saying no. It was about 3 weeks later I finally gave it up to the hockey jock, which made me think why did I ever say no to the ginger rugger???
 
Fast forward about 6 years, I’m playing in a recreational rugby league in NYC, and who do I meet at a match? Ginger rugger! Or more properly, now he’s Dr Ginger Rugger. Needless to say, I didn’t say no that time, or any of the subsequent times we got together. He’s still hot even today - but now we’re both more bear than jock. He’s married, but even so, I’d take a ride on Dr Ginger Rugger anytime - hell, his husband is cute enough so he could join too! ?
 
2.) Dublin, Ireland 2019 - I had to go to Ireland for a family wedding down the country. It was a bit of a posh wedding - my family had rented the entire hotel (a great historic country hotel) so you only ever saw family and wedding guests for the weekend. Anyway, after spending a week and a half down the country, I was ready for some “me time”. Knowing this would be the case, I had booked myself into a hotel on the quays in Dublin, so up on the train I went.
 
After checking in, I just wanted to wander around, see what had changed, get my bearings - normal things when you find yourself in a city you haven’t been to in a while. Hand to God, I’m walking past Trinity making my way to Dawson Street, and I hear my name shouted, I turn and see smiling and waving across the road a fellow I knew in NYC. He had been a bartender in the local near the office, but had returned to Ireland about 5 years prior. I was shocked, but delighted! He came across the road, and after hellos, we made our way to the pub I was heading for on Dawson Street.
 
We catch up over a few pints - since returning to Ireland, he completed his Masters, was a partner in a boutique accounting firm, bought a house on the Southside - so life was good for him. And yes, he still looked very good! I will confess, I had a bit of a crush on him as my bartender. Picture a 5’9” Tim Tebow lookalike, and there you have it - though he was hairier than Tim.
 
Anyway, sitting next to me in his suit, he was looking dishy to say the least. He couldn’t do anything that night, but promised to meet me at my hotel the next night for a night out.
 
We met at the hotel bar, he looked great in his casual/going out gear. A few drinks there, he says he took the following day off so we could have a proper night, and we were off. A bit of a pub crawl, and many pints later, back at the hotel having drinks in the residents lounge, and he suggests we take the drinks to my room. We do - I’m not thinking anything is in the cards honestly, just a more relaxing atmosphere. Plus my room had a terrace he wanted to see.
 
We’re still just catching up, talking about who we knew back in the day, what they’re up to now, our lives, normal BS. We’re both on the terrace smoking, and I feel his hand on my ass ? and he squeezed he said “you always had a great arse, I bet it’s hairy like your chest too, right?” The little voice in my head is screaming “OMG THIS IS REALLY HAPPENING!!” Before I could reply, he says, “come inside and show me”. We come inside, he hugs me to him, I can feel his erect cock thru his pants, he tells me I’ve gotten better with age, how he always loved how furry my chest was, and tonight he was going to find out just how furry the rest of me was - and he did.
 
God he was a powerful ride. Very skilled, and had tremendous stamina. This then 49yo was very proud to have orgasmed 4 times with him in our session. Obviously he stayed the night - more properly morning by the time he shot his last. We woke up around noon, had a session, ordered room service, had another session, then he had to take off as he was heading to Belfast the next day for work.
 
I did get some local talent the next two nights out on my own, but they’re another story - or two.
 
I was able to get together with my mate my last night for another sleepover - and he drove me to the airport the next day. If not for the damn rona I would have been back for some more. We are in regular contact - nearly every day - and we’re both looking forward to the end of all the travel restrictions ??

There was a similar thread to this one before: https://m4m-forum.org/threads/mutual.148468/
 
My contribution to that thread was the following unexpected massage experience:
 
"This once happened to me too, and it was pretty surprising and serendipitous and hot.
 
A couple years ago, I was in Maui for work. I had an afternoon off one day, and thought I'd get a massage because I was super sore from work and travel and stress and all that. My hotel had a spa/massage service, so I booked a massage for my room, with the sole goal of relaxing. I didn't even specify if I wanted a male or female therapist -- just had them send over whoever was available on short notice.
 
I hear a knock, and open the door, and there's this attractive blond guy wearing a blue polo and white shorts -- probably 6'1, wiry like a bicyclist, mid to late 30s. I idly thought "he's kinda hot," but was distracted by how sore I was, so nothing more. He set up his table, I got undressed, lay down on my front, and he put a blanket over me and started massaging.
 
It's a really good and deep massage, especially on my neck and shoulders, and I start to relax. To stretch me out, he keeps having me rest my hands on his outer thigh while pushing on my shoulder, but this doesn't strike me as unusual, especially since I'm still covered in a blanket. And then, one time he switches my hand position from his outer thigh to his inner thigh, and I notice he actually has placed my hand on his bare skin, just underneath his shorts. I kinda start to wonder if there's something going on, but it's still tough to be sure. He then goes back to massaging my neck and shoulders, and then goes to my other side. This time, when he stretches out my arm, he places it pretty high in between his two (muscular) thighs, and squeezes them together, making sure my forearm rubs against his crotch. I involuntarily moan a little, and then he lets go, and this time, as he goes around the table near my legs, I hear the unmistakable noise of his clothes hitting the floor, and the rest is pretty much history.
 
The hottest part of it was how completely unexpected it was."

Living should not be about putting other people's health at risk for your own amusement. It's not longer personal choice, it's personal responsibility.

I get it. We all need touch. We all get that itch. He says he keeps his table super clean. We are both going to wear a mask. The economy needs to keep moving, etc., etc., etc.
 
And that's all fine and well, except things are getting worse. Period. This isn't speculation, or mind control, or the government trying to take away your rights. This is life or DEATH. There's a new more contagious version of COVID-19 in the UK and now the US. In the Los Angeles area 1 in 5 people tested is showing to be infected. This is an huge increase from before the holidays.
 
Ambulances are no longer transporting people in cardiac arrest if they cannot revive you on site you get left behind. There's no capacity for people hurt in car accidents or with other health emergencies. https://www.cnn.com/2021/01/05/us/los-angeles-county-california-human-disaster-covid/index.html
 
So, yes... come here and share stories and tips, make your wish list for when things are more stable, ask about your favorite eye candy, but think twice 365,620 times before you book a massage. (That's the US death toll as of this posting.)
 
And here's the thing; I know some of you are going to lambast me, and try your straw man arguments, report this post and try to have it taken down, but I really don't care. Somebody has to say this. We need to stop this thing. It starts with each of us acting responsibly.
 
Need info on how to keep yourself safe? https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/prevent-getting-sick/prevention.html
 
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oh wow that took a turn

There was a similar thread to this one before: https://m4m-forum.org/threads/mutual.148468/
 
My contribution to that thread was the following unexpected massage experience:
 
"This once happened to me too, and it was pretty surprising and serendipitous and hot.
 
A couple years ago, I was in Maui for work. I had an afternoon off one day, and thought I'd get a massage because I was super sore from work and travel and stress and all that. My hotel had a spa/massage service, so I booked a massage for my room, with the sole goal of relaxing. I didn't even specify if I wanted a male or female therapist -- just had them send over whoever was available on short notice.
 
I hear a knock, and open the door, and there's this attractive blond guy wearing a blue polo and white shorts -- probably 6'1, wiry like a bicyclist, mid to late 30s. I idly thought "he's kinda hot," but was distracted by how sore I was, so nothing more. He set up his table, I got undressed, lay down on my front, and he put a blanket over me and started massaging.
 
It's a really good and deep massage, especially on my neck and shoulders, and I start to relax. To stretch me out, he keeps having me rest my hands on his outer thigh while pushing on my shoulder, but this doesn't strike me as unusual, especially since I'm still covered in a blanket. And then, one time he switches my hand position from his outer thigh to his inner thigh, and I notice he actually has placed my hand on his bare skin, just underneath his shorts. I kinda start to wonder if there's something going on, but it's still tough to be sure. He then goes back to massaging my neck and shoulders, and then goes to my other side. This time, when he stretches out my arm, he places it pretty high in between his two (muscular) thighs, and squeezes them together, making sure my forearm rubs against his crotch. I involuntarily moan a little, and then he lets go, and this time, as he goes around the table near my legs, I hear the unmistakable noise of his clothes hitting the floor, and the rest is pretty much history.
 
The hottest part of it was how completely unexpected it was."