midtownguy

I saw a guy in Harlem once. The massage was good, and he was nice and all....the problem was that when I arrived at his apartment his grandfather was sitting at the table in the kitchen as we passed by on our way to the massage room. lolol I still went along, and in fact hired him again, but this time as an outcall.

So real talk. My neck was killing me and I was feeling spontaneous and I saw Carlos was available on MF and so I did my duty and searched him here and was like "Ok yeah." I texted, he responded right away, and after a shower I scooted down to his place in HK. I was greeted at the door by a very handsome young man...I actually think the photos make him look a bit older than he is. 
Ok...I'm not sure how to explain the rest. Within 15 minutes I was thinking that I wish I could stay right where I was for the entire night. I was ready to quit my job (not really) and just be. There was 100% professional attention being paid to my body. And HE IS STRONG. lol And even so I couldn't bear to tell him to ease up because it FELT SO GOOD. 
I don't think this is a review. Let's think of this as simply a narrative. 
And so...you know often we think about the extras. Sure...I do for sure. But not tonight. I was simply IN IT. lol I forgot I was in NYC, I forgot I had a job, I felt my body aligning up, and I seriously didn't want to leave that space. 
Ok, I'm laying it on thick. But not really, because I'm not sure I've experienced this before. 
There was deep tissue work. There was sensual attention. There was pain and pleasure and relief. I'll sleep well tonight. 
I may have found a regular, because these sessions will serve me physically more than the fun factor of going to m4m masseurs, and the fun factor was still there.
I'll stop now. Maybe this will get flagged. Maybe I should write up the entire experience and put it in a stories section of this website. 
I mean if you want to know more you can message me, but haven't I said enough? lolol

So real talk. My neck was killing me and I was feeling spontaneous and I saw Carlos was available on MF and so I did my duty and searched him here and was like "Ok yeah." I texted, he responded right away, and after a shower I scooted down to his place in HK. I was greeted at the door by a very handsome young man...I actually think the photos make him look a bit older than he is. 
Ok...I'm not sure how to explain the rest. Within 15 minutes I was thinking that I wish I could stay right where I was for the entire night. I was ready to quit my job (not really) and just be. There was 100% professional attention being paid to my body. And HE IS STRONG. lol And even so I couldn't bear to tell him to ease up because it FELT SO GOOD. 
I don't think this is a review. Let's think of this as simply a narrative. 
And so...you know often we think about the extras. Sure...I do for sure. But not tonight. I was simply IN IT. lol I forgot I was in NYC, I forgot I had a job, I felt my body aligning up, and I seriously didn't want to leave that space. 
Ok, I'm laying it on thick. But not really, because I'm not sure I've experienced this before. 
There was deep tissue work. There was sensual attention. There was pain and pleasure and relief. I'll sleep well tonight. 
I may have found a regular, because these sessions will serve me physically more than the fun factor of going to m4m masseurs, and the fun factor was still there.
I'll stop now. Maybe this will get flagged. Maybe I should write up the entire experience and put it in a stories section of this website. 
I mean if you want to know more you can message me, but haven't I said enough? lolol

https://www.boyfriendtv.com/videos/784214/paying-for-the-massage-using-asscard/
 

I saw a guy in Harlem once. The massage was good, and he was nice and all....the problem was that when I arrived at his apartment his grandfather was sitting at the table in the kitchen as we passed by on our way to the massage room. lolol I still went along, and in fact hired him again, but this time as an outcall.

So real talk. My neck was killing me and I was feeling spontaneous and I saw Carlos was available on MF and so I did my duty and searched him here and was like "Ok yeah." I texted, he responded right away, and after a shower I scooted down to his place in HK. I was greeted at the door by a very handsome young man...I actually think the photos make him look a bit older than he is. 
Ok...I'm not sure how to explain the rest. Within 15 minutes I was thinking that I wish I could stay right where I was for the entire night. I was ready to quit my job (not really) and just be. There was 100% professional attention being paid to my body. And HE IS STRONG. lol And even so I couldn't bear to tell him to ease up because it FELT SO GOOD. 
I don't think this is a review. Let's think of this as simply a narrative. 
And so...you know often we think about the extras. Sure...I do for sure. But not tonight. I was simply IN IT. lol I forgot I was in NYC, I forgot I had a job, I felt my body aligning up, and I seriously didn't want to leave that space. 
Ok, I'm laying it on thick. But not really, because I'm not sure I've experienced this before. 
There was deep tissue work. There was sensual attention. There was pain and pleasure and relief. I'll sleep well tonight. 
I may have found a regular, because these sessions will serve me physically more than the fun factor of going to m4m masseurs, and the fun factor was still there.
I'll stop now. Maybe this will get flagged. Maybe I should write up the entire experience and put it in a stories section of this website. 
I mean if you want to know more you can message me, but haven't I said enough? lolol

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So real talk. My neck was killing me and I was feeling spontaneous and I saw Carlos was available on MF and so I did my duty and searched him here and was like "Ok yeah." I texted, he responded right away, and after a shower I scooted down to his place in HK. I was greeted at the door by a very handsome young man...I actually think the photos make him look a bit older than he is. 
Ok...I'm not sure how to explain the rest. Within 15 minutes I was thinking that I wish I could stay right where I was for the entire night. I was ready to quit my job (not really) and just be. There was 100% professional attention being paid to my body. And HE IS STRONG. lol And even so I couldn't bear to tell him to ease up because it FELT SO GOOD. 
I don't think this is a review. Let's think of this as simply a narrative. 
And so...you know often we think about the extras. Sure...I do for sure. But not tonight. I was simply IN IT. lol I forgot I was in NYC, I forgot I had a job, I felt my body aligning up, and I seriously didn't want to leave that space. 
Ok, I'm laying it on thick. But not really, because I'm not sure I've experienced this before. 
There was deep tissue work. There was sensual attention. There was pain and pleasure and relief. I'll sleep well tonight. 
I may have found a regular, because these sessions will serve me physically more than the fun factor of going to m4m masseurs, and the fun factor was still there.
I'll stop now. Maybe this will get flagged. Maybe I should write up the entire experience and put it in a stories section of this website. 
I mean if you want to know more you can message me, but haven't I said enough? lolol

I would pass.  His massage was a C+ at best but most importantly I asked for sensual/erotic and he did not deliver on that end.
Also, there was someone else in the apartment.

Went to the new Shangrila location yesterday and had a massage with Ko. He is new to NYC (from Malaysia via San Diego) and his massage skills are REALLY GOOD....Fingers, knuckles, forearms, long strokes. I don't think I've had that good and thorough a massage in a long time. Very friendly, very welcoming. The location is great as well..on the 4th floor but there is an elevator and the rooms - at least the one I was in - are spacious and private. Highly recommend! 

Went to the new Shangrila location yesterday and had a massage with Ko. He is new to NYC (from Malaysia via San Diego) and his massage skills are REALLY GOOD....Fingers, knuckles, forearms, long strokes. I don't think I've had that good and thorough a massage in a long time. Very friendly, very welcoming. The location is great as well..on the 4th floor but there is an elevator and the rooms - at least the one I was in - are spacious and private. Highly recommend! 

Went to the new Shangrila location yesterday and had a massage with Ko. He is new to NYC (from Malaysia via San Diego) and his massage skills are REALLY GOOD....Fingers, knuckles, forearms, long strokes. I don't think I've had that good and thorough a massage in a long time. Very friendly, very welcoming. The location is great as well..on the 4th floor but there is an elevator and the rooms - at least the one I was in - are spacious and private. Highly recommend! 

Luis is hot. His communication was quick and smart. His apartment in Hudson Yards is nice and comfortable. He offered me a water and put the oil in the microwave as I was showering before the massage. Without being specific it was a great experience. I have to agree with dutchal though, the session was not a full hour and while one part of the massage was amazing, there could have been more body work before the fireworks. But I happily paid and left with a smile.

Not less generous. Perhaps more.

I love reading these. Thanks guys

One more time I have to post this:
 

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Late addition
 
I was just released from the Spa (hospital) after another 2 weeks. Wanted to share a few things that have been sent my way in the last few weeks to cheer me up. Hope they do the same for you.
 
If you are old enough to remember the original Hollywood Squares, you may get a kick out of these. They were sent to me by my good friend in OHIO (oh no).
 
 
 
 
Hollywood Squares:
 
These great questions and answers are from the days when the Hollywood Squares game show responses were spontaneous, not scripted, as they are now.
Peter Marshall was the host asking the questions, of course.
 
 
Q. Paul, what is a good reason for pounding meat?
A. Paul Lynde: Loneliness!
(The audience laughed so long and so hard it took up almost 15 minutes of the show!)
 
Q. Do female frogs croak?
A. Paul Lynde: If you hold their little heads under water long enough.
 
Q. If you're going to make a parachute jump, at least how high should you be?
A. Charley Weaver: Three days of steady drinking should do it.
 
Q. True or False, a pea can last as long as 5,000 years.
A. George Gobel: Boy, it sure seems that way sometimes.
 
Q. You've been having trouble going to sleep. Are you probably a man or a woman?
A. Don Knotts: That's what's been keeping me awake.
 
Q. According to Cosmopolitan, if you meet a stranger at a party and you think that he is attractive, is it okay to come out and ask him if he's married?
A. Rose Marie: No wait until morning.
 
Q. Which of your five senses tends to diminish as you get older?
A. Charley Weaver: My sense of decency.
 
Q. In Hawaiian, does it take more than three words to say 'I Love You'?
A. Vincent Price: No, you can say it with a pineapple and a twenty.
 
Q. What are 'Do It,' 'I Can Help,' and 'I Can't Get Enough'?
A. George Gobel: I don't know, but it's coming from the next apartment.
 
Q. As you grow older, do you tend to gesture more or less with your hands while talking?
A. Rose Marie: You ask me one more growing old question Peter, and I'll give you a gesture you'll never forget.
 
Q. Paul, why do Hell's Angels wear leather?
A. Paul Lynde: Because chiffon wrinkles too easily.
 
Q. Charley, you've just decided to grow strawberries. Are you going to get any during the first year?
A.. Charley Weaver: Of course not, I'm too busy growing strawberries.
 
Q. In bowling, what's a perfect score?
A. Rose Marie: Ralph, the pin boy.
 
Q. It is considered in bad taste to discuss two subjects at nudist camps. One is politics, what is the other?
A. Paul Lynde: Tape measures.
 
Q. During a tornado, are you safer in the bedroom or in the closet?
A. Rose Marie: Unfortunately Peter, I'm always safe in the bedroom.
 
Q. Can boys join the Camp Fire Girls?
A. Marty Allen: Only after lights out.
 
Q. When you pat a dog on its head he will wag his tail. What will a goose do?
A. Paul Lynde: Make him bark?
 
Q. If you were pregnant for two years, what would you give birth to?
A. Paul Lynde: Whatever it is, it would never be afraid of the dark.
 
Q. According to Ann Landers, is there anything wrong with getting into the habit of kissing a lot of people?
A. Charley Weaver: It got me out of the army.
 
Q. It is the most abused and neglected part of your body, what is it?
A. Paul Lynde: Mine may be abused, but it certainly isn't neglected..
 
Q. Back in the old days, when Great Grandpa put horseradish on his head, what was he trying to do?
A. George Gobel: Get it in his mouth.
 
Q. Who stays pregnant for a longer period of time, your wife or your elephant?
A. Paul Lynde: Who told you about my elephant?
 
Q. When a couple have a baby, who is responsible for its sex?
A. Charley Weaver: I'll lend him the car, the rest is up to him
 
Q. Jackie Gleason recently revealed that he firmly believes in them and has actually seen them on at least two occasions. What are they?
A. Charley Weaver: His feet.
 
Q. According to Ann Landers, what are two things you should never do in bed?
A. Paul Lynde: Point and laugh
 
WE DON'T STOP LAUGHING BECAUSE WE GROW OLD, WE GROW OLD BECAUSE WE STOP LAUGHING!

I love this type of stuff so i can't resist.
 
 
One day in the future, Barack Obama has a heart-attack and dies.
 
He immediately goes to hell, where the devil is waiting for him.
 
"I don't know what to do here," says the devil. "You are on my list, but I have no room for you. You definitely have to stay here, so I'll tell you what I'm going to do. I've got a couple of folks here who weren't quite as bad as you. I'll let one of them go, but you have to take their place. I'll even let YOU decide who leaves."
 
Obama thought that sounded pretty good, so the devil opened the door to the first room.
 
In it was Ted Kennedy and a large pool of water. Ted kept diving in, and surfacing, empty handed. Over, and over, and over he dived in and surfaced with nothing. Such was his fate in hell.
 
"No," Obama said. "I don't think so. I'm not a good swimmer, and I don't think I could do that all day long."
 
The devil led him to the door of the next room.
 
In it was Al Gore with a sledgehammer and a room full of rocks. All he did was swing that hammer, time after time after time.
 
"No, this is no good; I've got this problem with my shoulder. I would be in constant agony if all I could do was break rocks all day," commented Obama.
 
The devil opened a third door. Through it, Obama saw Bill Clinton, lying on the bed, his arms tied over his head, and his legs restrained in a spread-eagle pose. Bent over him was Monica Lewinsky, doing what she does best.
 
Obama looked at this in shocked disbelief, and finally said, "Yeah man, I can handle this."
 
The devil smiled and said .. . . . .
 
 
 
"OK, Monica, you're free too go

I saw a guy in Harlem once. The massage was good, and he was nice and all....the problem was that when I arrived at his apartment his grandfather was sitting at the table in the kitchen as we passed by on our way to the massage room. lolol I still went along, and in fact hired him again, but this time as an outcall.

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.

Maybe it wasn't CV that caused a run on paper towels at Costco Maybe this kids business is just booming.

I have two to share.
 
 
I think I may have shared this before: Once in PS I started talking to a guy at starbucks and in the course of the conversation found out he was a massage therapist sort of on the side. (He had a very impressive day job, so I set up an appointment. His house was one of the nicest houses I have ever been at, almost brand new and must have cost 5-6M easily. After I got there he set the house alarm system and we went into the massage room at the far end of the house. I got undressed, I always fold my clothing in a pile and put them on the chair that is available. The massage was fantastic one of the top 10, he was fully nude and had a really great body and had serious massage skills.
 
 
About ¾ of the way into the massage, the house alarm goes off, it was loud and like an evacuation alarm in office building and there were small lights flashing. He sort of ran, I jumped the fuck up and run to the chair not sure if the house was on fire, being broken into, or if Russia had just bombed us. I run to the chair where I had put my clothing and they are not there. The room is essentially pitch black except the candles and the small flashing lights but I couldn’t’ see where he moved my clothing to. My tennis shoes were still there under the chair, so I put on my shoes, grabbed the sheet on the table and started to exit the room. (all of this happened in seconds) I get to the door and the alarm stops and then I see him down the hallway and he turns and says what are you doing.
 
 
Now I am seconds from having a heart attack my adrenalin is pumping so much and I said I didn’t know what happened and his response was “oh that was just the 45 minute alarm so we know how much time is left” I didn’t even know how to respond. He walks me back to the room and says get back on the table so we can finish. Well at this point I am really have no interest in trying to calm down and potentially have the house alarm go off again in 15 minutes. I ask for my clothing which he gets from the closet, I get dressed, and pay him, when we get to the front door he pulls me into this fantastic kiss and says hope I see you again, I get out to my car and there is a text from him saying it’s too bad I had to leave he was looking forward to playing with me….WHAT? (by the way I almost got out of the car and walked back to the house he was that hot) my heart is beating a million beats a second still from the alarm I couldn’t even imagine how I would calm down.
 
 
The second was on a trip to Hawaii. This is pre me knowing about this site. Guy was highly recommended by a few folks and had a large ad in Frontiers (or whatever that magazine was called) . I show up, he is a good-looking guy, muscular we go to the massage room, I ask to use the restroom and he points me through the kitchen which looked like no dishes had been washed in over a decade. Bathroom was so/so clean. We had agreed to a 90 minute massage for 150
 
 
I return and he is fully undressed except for a stripper g string and dress shoes. I should have left but he was hot and filled out the g string very well and he was highly recommended. Red Flag 1, he did not shut the fuck up. He had a thick Russian accent which made it challenging enough to understand what he was saying but combine that with me trying to relax and there being music playing every 5 seconds I was saying “what?” , Red flag #2 he shoves his finger in my ass and starts playing with it. Now I love having things in there but fingers is not one of them. Before I could ask him to remove his finger, he trys to upsell me by saying fingering is an extra 20. I say I don’t like/enjoy it and would like him to stop. His response was to shove a second finger up and ask if that is better. I tell him no, I don’t like fingers, so he pulls out and asks if I want him to fuck me, it would only be 50 more. I say no, just the massage, so he grabs my hand and puts it on his dick which was rock hard and nice, and he says its only 30 if I want to beat him off. I move my hand away and say no I am not interested in upgrades today.
 
 
So then he takes this air thing that goes on your nose when you are breathing oxygen and puts it on me and turns on blueberry smelling oxygen, I pull it off and asked what he had just done, and he explained he does oxygen aromatherapy for just 5 per minute. I get up at this point and am outraged, I say was the oxygen line even clean, I told him I was done and had no interest in continuing, I got off the table and got dressed. Now mind you we are probably 30 minutes into a 90-minute session. I pull out 100 bucks and say here, I am leaving early, so he goes you owe me 180 bucks and I said I am not even staying an hour, I really should just be giving you 50. He has the balls to say, no you booked my time and that was 150, plus the fingering was 20 and 10 minutes of oxygen therapy was 10, that’s 180.
 
 
Now I am outraged because not only did I not ask for the upgrades I specifically said I didn’t want them. He is blocking the doorway and won’t let me open the door. He keep saying I owe him 180. Luckily for me he is wearing dress shoes because I am finally able to push him away on the carpet because he cannot get grip with his shoes. I bolt out of the apartment and literally ran 2 blocks in case he was chasing me wearing his g-string.
 
 
That night my buddy and I went to a bar and guess who is the gogo dancer, and he spots me and pushes his way through the crowd and starts shouting I owe him 130 bucks. Needless to say we had to leave that bar. I have never felt so violated in my life as I did with him.

It could be because I am drunk right now but I was laughing so hard at this that I cried. I hope you don't mind man. Reading this is the perfect way to end my day. I think you win!!!!!!

I also have two that are a toss up. The first was my only Craigslist experience. I was living in New Jersey and needed an outcall. I found a masseur who said he would be right over. When the doorbell rang, there stood a man carrying two sawhorses and a board. I thought he was at the wrong house. Turns out it was the masseur! He proceeded to set it up in my living room. His massage table was two sawhorses and a board with carpet stapled on it! I placed a sheet on his "Table" and he went to work doing the massage. At one point the room smelled. I asked if he had farted, and he said "yes." I asked him to open a window, and he laughed and said"just think of it as aromatherapy." At this point I stopped the massage and asked him to leave. He gathered his things, and that is when I noticed he had a 4 inch piece of duct tape on his pants. I asked what it was and he said he ripped his pants and did not know how to sew, so he uses duct tape! That was the last time I used Craigslist! The other toss up worst massage was a masseur who I went to in Boston. A REAL massage table this time. At the beginning he asked if I was gay. I said yes. He said he was straight, and that it did not bother him to massage a gay man (?). Then about every 3 minutes during the massage he would say things like " Yup, does not bother me at all that you are gay." Or things like " Really comfortable with you, even though I am straight" This went on throughout the WHOLE massage session. Hard to relax when someone keeps telling you how straight they are. After I turned over, he suddenly blurted out "Can you fuck me?!!" Please?!! Literally begging me to fuck him! I had no chemistry with him and declined, got dressed, and left my "straight" masseur with a hard on.

Not less generous. Perhaps more.