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I saw Gavin in Chicago in early May. Great guy.

What a great guy!

Gavin, the big black bodybuilder from Chicago who used to travel often to NYC.
Unbelievable experiences with him.

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He is friendly and nice, but not as hot in person, the massage is OK, there is an upcharge if you want more sensuality, which is "meh."
 
I don't feel cheated but I wouldn't repeat.

He is hot and in shape, it's just that he looks better in those pix IMHO, he also seemed a little shorter than the stated 5'9"

Agreed.

Luke is the best - super nice guy and very nice massage, but I recommend outcall to you vs. incall.

Where might one find this exquisite creature?

Well, my actually first erotic massage wasn't expected.
I was in New Dehli at an upscale hotel and after a long day of travel decided on a massage.
I went downstairs, showered in the facility and then this gorgeous, tall Indian man comes in and takes me to a room with a large marble table.
I laid down on my stomach, nude and was covered in olive oil and rubbed and massaged for quite sometime.
I would always pop a boner whenever anyone gets down between my thighs or around my glutes and sure enough... then it's time to turn over and there's no hiding it.
After he massages my chest, etc. he just grabs my dick and starts to massage it, as he's doing that I'm feeling his hard cock thru his pants.
I come but am suddenly really embarrassed, I shower and end up tipping him double the cost of the massage.
 
That actually got me started on my erotic massage quest.

Where might one find this exquisite creature?

Well, my actually first erotic massage wasn't expected.
I was in New Dehli at an upscale hotel and after a long day of travel decided on a massage.
I went downstairs, showered in the facility and then this gorgeous, tall Indian man comes in and takes me to a room with a large marble table.
I laid down on my stomach, nude and was covered in olive oil and rubbed and massaged for quite sometime.
I would always pop a boner whenever anyone gets down between my thighs or around my glutes and sure enough... then it's time to turn over and there's no hiding it.
After he massages my chest, etc. he just grabs my dick and starts to massage it, as he's doing that I'm feeling his hard cock thru his pants.
I come but am suddenly really embarrassed, I shower and end up tipping him double the cost of the massage.
 
That actually got me started on my erotic massage quest.

My first Erotic Massage was on a business trip. I hired a masseur for an outcall. When I answered the door, I felt like I had ordered a pizza. The guy had a classic pizza delivery guy vibe. About 22 years old......but could easily pass for 18 y/o. About 6 ft....with a swimmers build. He had no table, so he spread a sheet on the bed. He stripped first, and as he took off his pants out dropped an enormous cock, thick and with a huge head. I quickly stripped and got on the bed. He started on my upper back, and did an amazing job. Big, strong hands. He did a foot massage, and then he made his move. When he did the foot massage, in a smooth move, he took my one leg and put it at my side, and without asking dove into my ass with his tongue. He was very verbal, and kept murmuring how hot I was ( sure, I 'll take that LOL). I was a bit unsure whether to let him continue, but went with the flow. He must have rimmed me for over 15 minutes, and kept reaching and pinching my nipples at the same time as he was rimming me. I was rock hard and stroking myself, and reached over to him and he was rock hard. He kept being verbal, telling me to relax and enjoy his tongue. At my request, I then asked him if we could stand up for a minute. We both stood up, and he then dove into my chest, licking and sucking my nipples, again being verbal. I was ready to burst, so asked if we could get back on the bed. We then got into a 69 position, and went at each other's cocks. He was then ready to cum, and as I took my mouth off his cock, he shot and hit the headboard and it dripped down. (he later claimed he shoots even further) He then had me lay on my back, and finished me off with a blow job. After he finished me off, he said he could cum again, and asked if he could stand on the bed, while I laid back since he wanted to shoot all over me. So he then came again, all over my chest and abs. That's 22 years old for you! Great first erotic massage experience with an expert masseur....and an expert tongue!

I sometimes like to sit in hotel lobbies and guess which visitors are "working boys" . Usually easier to sort out the "working girls" but had a few fun times guessing which boys are there for an hourly appointment.

Since we’re sharing stories, one of my first hires was an incall at his hotel. A major corporate hotel with a convention going on. He texted that the elevators were locked and he’d meet me in the lobby. I arrived, early of course, somewhat nervous in a newbie sort of way. The lobby was a SEA of people. After probably a minute but what seemed like hours a guy who I instantly recognized from his pics emerged from the elevator. The doors closed and he said “good we have the elevator to ourselves” and almost raped me (in a good way) then and there. LOL

If the doormen are hot you could always thank them in a special way on your way out......................

I’ve made a sort of game out of this for me. I exchange texts with the provider like I am in my room, when I’m actually in the lobby. Then I go up the elevator with him still not introducing myself. Sometimes I wait until the last minute, like after he has knocked on my door, before I take out my keycard and open the door.

Thailand.
 
I went for a month 2 years ago. I wanted to experience everything the country had to offer, but most importantly the infamous massages.
 
It took some time for me to go into an actual M4M spa as it was in another country and I was alone. I wasn’t sure what to expect and it made me uncharacteristicly nervous. However, there was this one that kept catching my eye as I’d walk by daily, and it seemed to be the least seedy out of the ones I’d been perusing. It was conveniently located a block from the hotel where I was saying. They opened at 4PM. Night owls.
 
On the night I decided to go, I stood outside for about 10 minutes trying to build up the courage to walk inside. Stepping over that threshold was an experience that I never could have dreamed of in my wildest dreams and I will never forget. I’m used to the mechanical, conveyor belt system of massage spas in NYC and didn’t really expect much more than that.
 
I walked inside and I saw a sea of sexy young Thai boys sprawled across- what seemed like- a living room floor. They were all on their gadgets, some texting, others playing games, etc. The door closed behind me and a young woman (lady boy) came up to me and handed me a “menu” of services. I made my selection of time frame and room type and then she walked me to the center of the room.
 
The guys all stood before me in a line and simultaneously took of their shirts. She asked me who I liked.
 
At this point I was being extremely shy. I’m not a timid or shy person normally- but this act of selecting a guy for a massage as they stood before me so I could have my pick of the litter slightly intimidated me. And it was obvious that, as I checked them out, they too were sizing me up at the same time. I felt a flush of nervousness and slight embarrassment. It felt so wrong but it also felt so HOT!
 
Some of the guys would shift the bodies in a sexy way to show of muscles, or they’d make flirty expressions in hopes that I’d select them.
The woman who ran the spa saw that I was struggling. She held the menu to block her face from the boys and asked me what I was hoping for. I didn’t quite understand at first so she whispered “top? Or bottom?” I’m versatile and so I said it didn’t matter- which made her roll her eyes in a sweet way and jokingly say “you’re on your own”. I took another glance over the boys and I realized that my eyes kept going back to this one slender boy who was trim and wearing these yellow and black harem pants. He was about 22. I pointed at him. As soon as I did that, the other boys dropped back to the floor, their shirts back on and immediately back on their devices again.
 
My Thai boy asked me to take a seat while he prepared the massage platter. He introduced himself as Aaht.
 
As I sat there, I noticed that everything was so well done. It was dimly lit but not so much as to be too dark. There were subtle red lights around and a slight scent of incense. The music was slow, tribal and primitive - yet sexy and relaxing. I was in a daze and I felt like a royal prince waiting for his massage as I sat there in what felt like a throne.
 
Aaht came over holding a platter that had a jar of oil, a candle, a water bowl with floating orchid, and a bottle of water for me. He told me to follow him.
 
At this point I began to get excited. He was so sexy and as he stood there shirtless over me, I could feel my blood pumping fast which made me hot in my ears. I stood up and began to follow Aaht up the stairs. He was barefoot and I could hear his feet patter against the wood steps as he climbed. He was steady and fluid as he went up the staircase and I could barely keep up. But watching him from behind as his shirtless body worked his way up to the room, mixed with the music, and his harem pants, and the sound of his feet got me hard before anything happened. As he would turn to go up another spiral of the stairs, I could catch a glimpse of his cock silohouette bounce against the thin fabric of his harem pants. And the round curve of his ass was just as delicious.
 
After what seemed like eternity, he opened the door to a room and showed me inside. It was here where he asked me to undress and place my clothing into a box shelf. I fumbled with my shoes and laces and shorts and T-shirt trying to contain my excitement but failing miserably. He smiled and it was incredible. I felt hot in my ears again.
 
Once I was naked, he ushered me into the bathroom where he told me he would wash me. He set the water to a perfect temperature and started to soap me up. It was so sensual having him run his hands over me so rhythmically- I was hard instantaneously. I couldn’t wait for the massage. He dried me off, held my hand, and walked me back into the massage room.
 
There he asked me to lay down on the table face down. It was then, for the first time, that I noticed the mirrors lining the entire bottom half of the wall. A perfect view for when laying on the table. I could see everything. He undressed and began with massaging my legs. This was a first for me. I’ve never had a massage start at my legsz Slow. Deep. Thorough. He was trained. And it felt amazing, especially after all of the walking around I’d done. Now initially, I had my head in the face cradle as he massaged me. However as he worked his way up my body (making sure I was moaning the entire time), I realized I needed to take advantage of the mirror and so I turned my head to watch his body as it meshed with mine. I could have cum so easily at any second as the intensity and pleasure was so amazing. And the massage itself was such great pressure and penetrating that I was in my own personal heaven.
 
As he went up my back, I could feel his cock rubbing against my thighs and my ass and my back as he went back and forth on my body while straddling me.
 
This went on for a while until he asked me to flip over. From there he continued to straddle the front of my body while massaging me. I watched in the mirror as he slid his body up and down my body while I leaked pre-cum from the tip of my dick- mixing with the oil from his jar. He slowly began to move from the straddle position. Before I realized it, my legs were over his and he sat underneath me.
 
I was so excited I could have exploded.
He then leaned in quietly and asked “can I fuck you?” I took a deep breath in and exhaled “yes, please fuck me” and he grabbed a condom and did just that. This was the most intense and blissfully insane experience for me. I was on another plane while our bodies mixed together And I watched every second of him fucking me through the mirror, with the red light, on this massage table, in Thailand. He was so into it and so very hard.
 
At last we both came and he let me rest for a bit while he started the shower again. He called me over and washed me thouroughly from head to toe while telling me about himself and his life in Bangkok. It was ultimately very sweet.
 
In the end I left a tip that was triple the amount of the massage (it’s so cheap in Thailand and so worth it).
 
This was hands down the best experience I’ve ever had in my massage-getting life and I always always always play it back in my head.
One day I’ll go back and try to re-live the experience as best as possible. And if not, then at least I had Aaht that once.
 
Fin.

This is many years ago, when I was still in my mid-20's. I went to this one guy in the Hollywood Hills, who was Italian. He was really hot. Mid-30's and good looking with a hairy thick body. He gave my back and neck a great massage - I remember cause I fell asleep and that's rare for me. I woke up a bit groggy when he asked me to flip over. That's when I noticed he had taken off his shorts. He proceeded to climb on top of me, his balls in my face and he started massaging my thighs. Before I could react - I was still kind of out of it, he put his mouth on my cock - and I came almost immediately. He swallowed every drop. (This is when I was so reckless and against better judgment didn't think about what I could catch from all these activities - but thankfully I left unscathed). He then proceeded to continue massaging me legs while straddling my face, with his hard cock bouncing against my chest and leaking pre-cum. I started to rim his beautiful asshole - man he smelled good - and I remember how his taint throbbed against my chin. Then he came all over my chest and I came pretty violently again. We showered together with deep kisses but I was too wasted to get it on another time. I tried to reach him a couple weeks later for a repeat - but he said he had moved away. I did drive by his place and there was another car in the driveway. Not sure if he had, but I got the message. Still the benchmark for the best massage for me, and fodder for many jerk off sessions through the years.