LOLO

Saw him a couple years ago -- massage was great, but we did get a little carried away as I recall. Haven't had a chance to return, but definitely would.

These always make me wish I could understand Japanese

Everyone is welcome to make their own choices but when I hear things like “I know them” to insinuate that they are safer is a mistake. I’ve had COVID and was around people “I knew”. Fortunately symptoms didn’t require a hospital visit and now I have antibodies. But if I am with a stranger or even someone I know who is also seeing multiple other strangers up close, I’d want him to wear a mask.

Actually, such seemingly personal decisions potentially affect all of us by extending the spread of this pandemic.

Try "biracial"

Whether it is a masseur I know or a new masseur I would be interested in, the risk factor is still there. Close contact does not get any closer than massage. (except for escorts). And news reports are saying that antibody tests are kind of sketchy right now, with a substantial number of false positives, so accuracy is not totally reliable. In the beginning, if you read early threads ( Late February-Mid April) 99% of Forum members were anti-massage for fear of contracting Covid 19 and/or spreading it to others, especially the elderly. Now with the evening news showing daily stories of states "opening" , and protests of people wanting to end their lockdown, I sense the same mood starting in the Forum, of clients willing to start venturing out for a massage under certain conditions. In the past week I experienced the horror of Covid 19 up close and personal. My mother of 78 years old had a fever starting last Monday...it lasted until Wednesday when they tested her. She came back positive. She did have an underlying heart condition. She rapidly went downhill, and died yesterday, Saturday, May 2nd at 3pm. None of us (4 kids) or family were allowed in the room. She was surrounded by hospital staff (strangers) dressed in hazmat suits when she died. No one should die like that. I am shell shocked, seeing this up close happening with my own beloved Mother. No one knows how she contracted Covid 19, obviously through casual contact. After this experience, I will not get on a massage table again until there is a vaccine. It is worth the wait, in my opinion, after seeing your own Mother die from Covid 19.

Thanks for the feedback. I do have a life, I am relaxed, I am not fretting, and I am staying home and staying safe. My point in my post was not about Forum Members having different tastes in men, as you alluded to. It was about mocking a masseur's appearance in insulting and degrading ways to get a laugh. I get that these comments are made as a joke. I just think we can get laughs in other ways without insulting each other's appearance, oftentimes in mean spirited ways. That's all I am going to say. I have to go live my life now, watch some hot porn as I "shelter in place," and enjoy my day. Hope you are home and staying safe also. We are all in this crisis together. Peace

I just thought an M-class dick meant it was capable of sustaining human life.
 
Too geeky?

Great thread, great stories. I also belong to the school where I do not establish parameters when I see a masseur for the first time. I have seldom been disappointed! A special thanks to @LOLO and @Dmitri for sharing their hot experiences. Big boner in both cases.

I.
HATE.
YOU.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.

I'm really sorry you're going through this. I'm not a health professional and can't offer recommendations per se, but can relay my experience with mental health struggles in the hope that it may spark something for you.
 
I was in a similar situation a few years ago in my mid-20s, and did a few things to pull myself out of the hole. Some of this may sound cliched, and I apologize if that's the case.
 
- started therapy and anti-depressants (as you are doing); it took me a while to find the combination that worked for me and didn't give me bad side effects
- physical fitness: I was out of shape and slovenly. Started making a point of going on walks for 10 minutes a day, which morphed into runs, which morphed into joining a group fitness class, where I met people and got in shape and gave myself a pretty good self-esteem boost (this process took about 2 years)
- started volunteering. I found the act of helping people less fortunate than myself to be powerful; it also helped me meet people
- started doing that thing where you write down 5 things you're grateful for every night (corny, I know)
- started being open about my mental health struggles in my real life, and it was surprising how many people were in the same boat, which helped me feel less alone
 
I don't know much about ketamine, but hear that it works pretty well. There's also apparently this thing called transcranial magnetic stimulation (not sure what that does) that was recently approved for depression (one of my best friends is a psychiatrist).
 
Finally, I hope you derive some small measure of comfort and happiness and community in knowing that there's a stranger out on the internet who's genuinely rooting for you. Take care.