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For me Travis / San Francisco https://rentmasseur.com/TravelingTrav

Wow... we are getting to know the man behind the curtain.
Shame on you Eli! And he's not even that good looking. I would hire him just to turn him away once he shows up.
https://www.masseurfinder.com/massage-therapists/8756/
 

Alexei, don’t even have to think about it
 
https://www.masseurfinder.com/massage-therapists/5122/

https://rentmasseur.com/PashaNYC

Not sure about forever, but if I had to choose an exclusive masseur, I'd go with Karl Kang. He's very well trained, gives really good swedish and deep tissue massages, is a genuinely nice person, and yes, is also very attractive!
 
If I had a condo/house in SF with a home gym and a massage room I'd be set!
 
https://rentmasseur.com/karlkang

This is the funniest thread ever. So I will chime in because I still laugh about it, but still my worst.
 
So I hire a traveling masseur who was "Highly Recommended Here" as a "don't miss if he comes to your town", "I would repeat" blah blah blah.
 
Talks about a table, about professionalism and more... So I find myself in the same city and feel it is a no brainer. I text, he replies and then says he is tired. Got it. So we try the next night because no one wants a tired therapist - right?
 
I arrive early and he texted to come up to his room. He is asking me a lot of strange questions and all the while I am looking for the massage table. So I ask and he says the room was too small and he will use the bed. (some would call that the first red flag - but some many Helens agree how great he is...) So I get on the bed and he begins. To set the mood, the bed is a rather plush one and being a little guy anywhere he would kneel I would roll towards him... cause he was Much Bigger than me. So think like a waterbed from the 70's situation.
 
As if that is not bad enough, the conversation was very baffling and not sure where he is going with any of it.. yet he is missing many good opportunities to spot the tension spot or growing tensions from his conversations about political crap. I thought maybe he had a lisp or an accent of some kind.... but then I started to feel it was that he had been drinking and simply slurring his words.
 
10 - 15 minutes later, he proceeds to reposition himself and gets in a position that confused me for the following reason:
1) how is he supposed to massage me while sort of spooning me
2) I had read the reviews and although everyone says they were happy... it was mostly how good at massage he was... and that was all that I texted looking for.... so why am I being spooned.
 
Then... He fell asleep... well at first I thought he was escalating the massage into more than I wanted and I was about to say something as his weight was getting a bit much.... then I realized that he was snoring! It was unbelievable. One part of me wanted to sneak out and act like it didn't happen. Here I was thinking I was about to be "Me Too'ed" and instead I became some kind of body pillow for his comfort .... and worse I think he was drooling on my shoulder.
 
Okay, I guess if it was a date it would have been really worse.... but all I wanted was a damn massage and not to pinned down on a bed for 15 minutes! Yep, that is how long I laid there thinking how was I going to get out or escape this situation. Plus I was starving and had dinner plans right after the massage and not sure how my growling stomach did not wake him.
 
The worst part was when I began to free myself he woke up and started rubbing me with one hand as if he had not been sleeping. Talking about his picking mushrooms with his family back home at Christmas... like maybe I had not noticed his narcoleptic episode.
 
I know this is not as horrible of some... but I hope it makes you laugh and I hope it never happens to you... unless he is super hot and you want to wake up together in the morning!

My chiropractor told me once that Bob Hope got a massage every morning and every evening. He would sign his masseur to a one year contract to provide the service. It was understood that the masseur would only work for him for one year. At the end of the year, he would let the masseur go, and hire another masseur for the next year, and so on. He did this for the rest of his life.I think I would go that route.....

the photos on his account change often and they are always super models. I have filed a complaint on RM and even attached the models instagram where the photos where grabbed from.... they shut his page down and then 24 hours later there it is again. I have been banned from seeing it.
 
So he might be great, but the he is not the same guy in the photos unless he is in 2 places at the same time. Google Image the photo and you will see. Hope this helps - xx

If someone accesses your private gallery, and this is only allowed to "paid members and masseurs" you will receive notification in your email who opened your archive.

The only review I put stock in is:
 
“ This guy is lying he is not the one in the pictures.”

https://www.cdc.gov/coronavirus/2019-ncov/about/transmission.html

if its a legit massage why should you feel conflicted?
 
If you seek a massage for any "extra's then IMHO it would be a conflict.
 
You put that question out there. I'm just responding honestly

I LOVE S

 
 
I Love Scandal!!

I can smell the funk just reading that. PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Hey~ no fair! LOL I guess I will PM. I need to know the details! =)

Saw him in Orlando within 6 months ago and looked enough like his photos that I knew it was him right away. Being a little bit of a legend here, I found him genuinely kind, very comforting and hospital without feeling rushed, from the start- til the end. I enjoyed my time with him very much and found Kenzo to be someone I would choose to spend more time with anytime. I felt like I got a good investment for the price I paid both physically and spiritually. In the South we would say Kenzo is "Good Stock".

Saw him in Orlando within 6 months ago and looked enough like his photos that I knew it was him right away. Being a little bit of a legend here, I found him genuinely kind, very comforting and hospital without feeling rushed, from the start- til the end. I enjoyed my time with him very much and found Kenzo to be someone I would choose to spend more time with anytime. I felt like I got a good investment for the price I paid both physically and spiritually. In the South we would say Kenzo is "Good Stock".

Got a boner once too during a massage, totally legit massage and matter of fact I didn't even know I was so zoned out ... until the masseur laughed and slapped it, which made me snap back from whatever island I was on. I reached down and felt my erection through the sheet only to say "mom always said if you leave it alone it'll go away". A door which he walked through after slapping my erection... I was so embarrassed I never went back. Sadly, he was really good too. Now that I am in my late 50's too... maybe I should go back.

Saw him in Orlando within 6 months ago and looked enough like his photos that I knew it was him right away. Being a little bit of a legend here, I found him genuinely kind, very comforting and hospital without feeling rushed, from the start- til the end. I enjoyed my time with him very much and found Kenzo to be someone I would choose to spend more time with anytime. I felt like I got a good investment for the price I paid both physically and spiritually. In the South we would say Kenzo is "Good Stock".

This is the funniest thread ever. So I will chime in because I still laugh about it, but still my worst.
 
So I hire a traveling masseur who was "Highly Recommended Here" as a "don't miss if he comes to your town", "I would repeat" blah blah blah.
 
Talks about a table, about professionalism and more... So I find myself in the same city and feel it is a no brainer. I text, he replies and then says he is tired. Got it. So we try the next night because no one wants a tired therapist - right?
 
I arrive early and he texted to come up to his room. He is asking me a lot of strange questions and all the while I am looking for the massage table. So I ask and he says the room was too small and he will use the bed. (some would call that the first red flag - but some many Helens agree how great he is...) So I get on the bed and he begins. To set the mood, the bed is a rather plush one and being a little guy anywhere he would kneel I would roll towards him... cause he was Much Bigger than me. So think like a waterbed from the 70's situation.
 
As if that is not bad enough, the conversation was very baffling and not sure where he is going with any of it.. yet he is missing many good opportunities to spot the tension spot or growing tensions from his conversations about political crap. I thought maybe he had a lisp or an accent of some kind.... but then I started to feel it was that he had been drinking and simply slurring his words.
 
10 - 15 minutes later, he proceeds to reposition himself and gets in a position that confused me for the following reason:
1) how is he supposed to massage me while sort of spooning me
2) I had read the reviews and although everyone says they were happy... it was mostly how good at massage he was... and that was all that I texted looking for.... so why am I being spooned.
 
Then... He fell asleep... well at first I thought he was escalating the massage into more than I wanted and I was about to say something as his weight was getting a bit much.... then I realized that he was snoring! It was unbelievable. One part of me wanted to sneak out and act like it didn't happen. Here I was thinking I was about to be "Me Too'ed" and instead I became some kind of body pillow for his comfort .... and worse I think he was drooling on my shoulder.
 
Okay, I guess if it was a date it would have been really worse.... but all I wanted was a damn massage and not to pinned down on a bed for 15 minutes! Yep, that is how long I laid there thinking how was I going to get out or escape this situation. Plus I was starving and had dinner plans right after the massage and not sure how my growling stomach did not wake him.
 
The worst part was when I began to free myself he woke up and started rubbing me with one hand as if he had not been sleeping. Talking about his picking mushrooms with his family back home at Christmas... like maybe I had not noticed his narcoleptic episode.
 
I know this is not as horrible of some... but I hope it makes you laugh and I hope it never happens to you... unless he is super hot and you want to wake up together in the morning!

Saw him in Orlando within 6 months ago and looked enough like his photos that I knew it was him right away. Being a little bit of a legend here, I found him genuinely kind, very comforting and hospital without feeling rushed, from the start- til the end. I enjoyed my time with him very much and found Kenzo to be someone I would choose to spend more time with anytime. I felt like I got a good investment for the price I paid both physically and spiritually. In the South we would say Kenzo is "Good Stock".

This is the funniest thread ever. So I will chime in because I still laugh about it, but still my worst.
 
So I hire a traveling masseur who was "Highly Recommended Here" as a "don't miss if he comes to your town", "I would repeat" blah blah blah.
 
Talks about a table, about professionalism and more... So I find myself in the same city and feel it is a no brainer. I text, he replies and then says he is tired. Got it. So we try the next night because no one wants a tired therapist - right?
 
I arrive early and he texted to come up to his room. He is asking me a lot of strange questions and all the while I am looking for the massage table. So I ask and he says the room was too small and he will use the bed. (some would call that the first red flag - but some many Helens agree how great he is...) So I get on the bed and he begins. To set the mood, the bed is a rather plush one and being a little guy anywhere he would kneel I would roll towards him... cause he was Much Bigger than me. So think like a waterbed from the 70's situation.
 
As if that is not bad enough, the conversation was very baffling and not sure where he is going with any of it.. yet he is missing many good opportunities to spot the tension spot or growing tensions from his conversations about political crap. I thought maybe he had a lisp or an accent of some kind.... but then I started to feel it was that he had been drinking and simply slurring his words.
 
10 - 15 minutes later, he proceeds to reposition himself and gets in a position that confused me for the following reason:
1) how is he supposed to massage me while sort of spooning me
2) I had read the reviews and although everyone says they were happy... it was mostly how good at massage he was... and that was all that I texted looking for.... so why am I being spooned.
 
Then... He fell asleep... well at first I thought he was escalating the massage into more than I wanted and I was about to say something as his weight was getting a bit much.... then I realized that he was snoring! It was unbelievable. One part of me wanted to sneak out and act like it didn't happen. Here I was thinking I was about to be "Me Too'ed" and instead I became some kind of body pillow for his comfort .... and worse I think he was drooling on my shoulder.
 
Okay, I guess if it was a date it would have been really worse.... but all I wanted was a damn massage and not to pinned down on a bed for 15 minutes! Yep, that is how long I laid there thinking how was I going to get out or escape this situation. Plus I was starving and had dinner plans right after the massage and not sure how my growling stomach did not wake him.
 
The worst part was when I began to free myself he woke up and started rubbing me with one hand as if he had not been sleeping. Talking about his picking mushrooms with his family back home at Christmas... like maybe I had not noticed his narcoleptic episode.
 
I know this is not as horrible of some... but I hope it makes you laugh and I hope it never happens to you... unless he is super hot and you want to wake up together in the morning!

Saw him in Orlando within 6 months ago and looked enough like his photos that I knew it was him right away. Being a little bit of a legend here, I found him genuinely kind, very comforting and hospital without feeling rushed, from the start- til the end. I enjoyed my time with him very much and found Kenzo to be someone I would choose to spend more time with anytime. I felt like I got a good investment for the price I paid both physically and spiritually. In the South we would say Kenzo is "Good Stock".

Kenzo is a Forum Member. If you are considering hiring him on your next trip to New York, maybe contact him directly and mention the comments in this post. (he is aware of the Forum since he is a member) Ask if the pictures are accurate, if he has gained extra weight, and ask for a few recent photos. Therefore, you will hear directly from him and won't need to guess about what he looks like now. He seems from his interactions in the Forum like a friendly guy who will give you the feedback you are seeking.

This is the funniest thread ever. So I will chime in because I still laugh about it, but still my worst.
 
So I hire a traveling masseur who was "Highly Recommended Here" as a "don't miss if he comes to your town", "I would repeat" blah blah blah.
 
Talks about a table, about professionalism and more... So I find myself in the same city and feel it is a no brainer. I text, he replies and then says he is tired. Got it. So we try the next night because no one wants a tired therapist - right?
 
I arrive early and he texted to come up to his room. He is asking me a lot of strange questions and all the while I am looking for the massage table. So I ask and he says the room was too small and he will use the bed. (some would call that the first red flag - but some many Helens agree how great he is...) So I get on the bed and he begins. To set the mood, the bed is a rather plush one and being a little guy anywhere he would kneel I would roll towards him... cause he was Much Bigger than me. So think like a waterbed from the 70's situation.
 
As if that is not bad enough, the conversation was very baffling and not sure where he is going with any of it.. yet he is missing many good opportunities to spot the tension spot or growing tensions from his conversations about political crap. I thought maybe he had a lisp or an accent of some kind.... but then I started to feel it was that he had been drinking and simply slurring his words.
 
10 - 15 minutes later, he proceeds to reposition himself and gets in a position that confused me for the following reason:
1) how is he supposed to massage me while sort of spooning me
2) I had read the reviews and although everyone says they were happy... it was mostly how good at massage he was... and that was all that I texted looking for.... so why am I being spooned.
 
Then... He fell asleep... well at first I thought he was escalating the massage into more than I wanted and I was about to say something as his weight was getting a bit much.... then I realized that he was snoring! It was unbelievable. One part of me wanted to sneak out and act like it didn't happen. Here I was thinking I was about to be "Me Too'ed" and instead I became some kind of body pillow for his comfort .... and worse I think he was drooling on my shoulder.
 
Okay, I guess if it was a date it would have been really worse.... but all I wanted was a damn massage and not to pinned down on a bed for 15 minutes! Yep, that is how long I laid there thinking how was I going to get out or escape this situation. Plus I was starving and had dinner plans right after the massage and not sure how my growling stomach did not wake him.
 
The worst part was when I began to free myself he woke up and started rubbing me with one hand as if he had not been sleeping. Talking about his picking mushrooms with his family back home at Christmas... like maybe I had not noticed his narcoleptic episode.
 
I know this is not as horrible of some... but I hope it makes you laugh and I hope it never happens to you... unless he is super hot and you want to wake up together in the morning!