Muscle_Admirer

This gentleman (Transformative Touch by Jesse), I’ve seen a few years ago and it wasn’t a relaxing experience.  However, I want to attribute that to being relatively new.  He did disappear for some time then reappear, looking bigger and better than ever.  I’m hoping in that time he’s honed his craft as I would like to give him a second chance.  
There was also a short thread about him 6-years ago:
Feel free to indicate if you have had recent, positive encounters.

It seems he's well-reviewed, so it might be worth taking a chance?  That said, I don't do deposits, mainly due to privacy and discretion concerns. I'm not keen on sharing intimate details of my desired encounter along with my real name and contact details only to have him ghost me and take my money, then do whatever he wants with my information.  However, I’m an open book after my first, in-person, encounter with a provider… especially if everything goes well.
Needless to say, I do compromise by sending an Uber Black to pick providers up in lieu of deposits.  It's not cheap, but it shows I'm serious about meeting. Unfortunately, Ronaldohot has a one-track mind about securing a deposit to confirm his bookings. In my experience, providers that don’t consider alternatives like the ones I often provide, tend to suddenly cancel 'booked' appointments chasing after more enticing offers, leaving you with a lighter wallet and nothing to show for it.
I love Miami, and there are plenty of equally or more attractive gentlemen willing to entertain without requiring a deposit (or at least amenable to alternatives).

AceDaDon
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This young man seems to have popped up in my feed a little while ago and has an enticing look.  Anyone here have any recent interactions with him?  It appears he has been on RM and rentmasseur for years, yet only one thread from two years ago was created with no reported encounters.  He appears to have a good number of reviews on his masseur page and a good number of repeated reviews from one client in particular on his RM page.  Honestly, I don’t really give RM or rentmasseur reviews any credence given our fellow forum members having a difficult time posting negative reviews on those platforms.  If you prefer, PM me if you have any information you don’t wish to share publicly.
 

Interesting topic. I've never actually participated in WS myself, but I have a couple of regular providers who always start our sessions by urinating openly and very copiously right in front of me… in the bathroom.  Looking back, I'm wondering if it was a subtle way of testing the waters…pun intended…to see how I would react.  Maybe they just stay very hydrated?  I'm thinking about asking them directly at our next sessions whether they were trying to invite me into something new.

Tried to meet last year when I was in MIA.  Quickly ended up in a texting death spiral that was exceptionally rude.  The thread link indicates that he has limited English so maybe something got lost in translation?  Quickly moved on to Eloy (https://www.masseurfinder.com/massage-therapists/51848/).  A+ in every way, excellent communication, easy to book, punctual and the person you meet is far better than the person in the photos looks wise… if one can imagine that.  
P.S. is it just me or are random profiles in MF starting to have tasteful shirtless pics?  I only started seeing that a couple weeks ago.

I've never really taken the time to introspectively explore my feelings for other men until recently. What I've realized is that I'm simply not wired for traditional monogamy. In past romantic relationships, I usually feel genuine attraction and affection for the first six months to a year. But after that, the intensity fades, things start to feel routine, and I find myself craving variety and newness. It's not that I stop caring about my partner… it’s just that the spark becomes dull for me, and I need something fresh to feel fulfilled.  I think this transition is traditionally seen as the evolution of love, but I’ve never experienced it as being mind-blowingly intense as I’ve seen it described on occasion.
This pattern is ultimately what led me to transactional connections with escorts. For me, it’s a clean, no-strings-attached way to meet an immediate intimate need. Hiring ensures that I can select a top-notch partner on my terms.  I can connect with an attractive person for a short time, compensate them fairly, and then go on with my life without expectations or complications. It works well with how I’m built.
I do enjoy kissing in the moment because it feels good during physical intimacy, but I’ve never experienced it as something that creates deep emotional bonding. Once the encounter ends, I feel satisfied and complete. Because of this, I don’t believe I’ve ever truly been “in love” in the lasting, enduring way many people describe. What I’ve felt in romantic relationships has been closer to strong affection or infatuation. That excitement tends to wear off after a while, and the connection usually settles into something more like a close friendship in the context or a romantic relationship.
This is simply how intimacy and love have shown up for me.  I’m curious how others have experienced the intersection of romantic love, physical desire, and emotional needs… especially in relation to our shared hobby.

Definitely someone I would buy a weekend plane ticket to see… if he’s real.  Some of the photos look a little TGTBT i.e. AI enhanced which might lead to disappointment when meeting this stud in the flesh.  The lack of a phone number indicates to me that he’s either very new (and is knowledgeable about lookup tech regarding personal phone numbers) OR he’s a catfish with very little personal monetary investment.
This person on RM is not Sam Sulek as far as I can tell.  Besides, the narrative does not make sense.  Sam Sulek, AFAIK has no meaningful affiliation with Quebec.  Bodybuilders oftentimes do escorting or extras massages before they break out… but once they do, I’m doubting they continue.  The whole muscle worship and escorting scene in bodybuilding world IMO is seen as a necessary evil to make good money on the way to achieving one’s goals.  
 
Interesting that the review is from a session in Melbourne, Australia?  Seems quite out-of-the-way from Montreal.  I wonder if clients are flying him out?  Seems a little strange to take a chance on a profile that’s not Gold or Platinum with no phone or reviews.

I believe anyone who hires a provider, has their needs fully met, and then deliberately reverses the electronic payment is utterly despicable. Providers have everything to lose and operate under intense pressure to perform and satisfy their clients. In our hobby, we must never forget that consent is fundamentally tied to financial exchange from the client to the provider. When a client purposefully rescinds their financial obligation after the fact, it raises profound questions about what consent even means in this context. By the same token, if a provider takes their fee without delivering the agreed-upon service to their client, that is simply theft.

If I had to do my first extras massage over I would have hosted in my space.  Less stimuli all around.  I had to get to his space, try to relax in his space, then leave his space when the session was over—usually dealing with urban stressors throughout.
Nowadays, I prefer my masseur to come to me, work his magic to send me to heaven, then order room service and sparkling mineral water, subsequently listening to meditative Benedictine chant as sleep takes me…

I've never really taken the time to introspectively explore my feelings for other men until recently. What I've realized is that I'm simply not wired for traditional monogamy. In past romantic relationships, I usually feel genuine attraction and affection for the first six months to a year. But after that, the intensity fades, things start to feel routine, and I find myself craving variety and newness. It's not that I stop caring about my partner… it’s just that the spark becomes dull for me, and I need something fresh to feel fulfilled.  I think this transition is traditionally seen as the evolution of love, but I’ve never experienced it as being mind-blowingly intense as I’ve seen it described on occasion.
This pattern is ultimately what led me to transactional connections with escorts. For me, it’s a clean, no-strings-attached way to meet an immediate intimate need. Hiring ensures that I can select a top-notch partner on my terms.  I can connect with an attractive person for a short time, compensate them fairly, and then go on with my life without expectations or complications. It works well with how I’m built.
I do enjoy kissing in the moment because it feels good during physical intimacy, but I’ve never experienced it as something that creates deep emotional bonding. Once the encounter ends, I feel satisfied and complete. Because of this, I don’t believe I’ve ever truly been “in love” in the lasting, enduring way many people describe. What I’ve felt in romantic relationships has been closer to strong affection or infatuation. That excitement tends to wear off after a while, and the connection usually settles into something more like a close friendship in the context or a romantic relationship.
This is simply how intimacy and love have shown up for me.  I’m curious how others have experienced the intersection of romantic love, physical desire, and emotional needs… especially in relation to our shared hobby.

Very delectable gentleman. I would love to make his acquaintance; however, his current profile’s admission of “party friendliness” is concerning…crystal meth especially is a horrific drug. I require the men I meet to be sober and in the right headspace, as genuine consent and mutual enjoyment depend on it.

I posted this in Friday Funnies, but I guess it fits here, too:
 
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I've never really taken the time to introspectively explore my feelings for other men until recently. What I've realized is that I'm simply not wired for traditional monogamy. In past romantic relationships, I usually feel genuine attraction and affection for the first six months to a year. But after that, the intensity fades, things start to feel routine, and I find myself craving variety and newness. It's not that I stop caring about my partner… it’s just that the spark becomes dull for me, and I need something fresh to feel fulfilled.  I think this transition is traditionally seen as the evolution of love, but I’ve never experienced it as being mind-blowingly intense as I’ve seen it described on occasion.
This pattern is ultimately what led me to transactional connections with escorts. For me, it’s a clean, no-strings-attached way to meet an immediate intimate need. Hiring ensures that I can select a top-notch partner on my terms.  I can connect with an attractive person for a short time, compensate them fairly, and then go on with my life without expectations or complications. It works well with how I’m built.
I do enjoy kissing in the moment because it feels good during physical intimacy, but I’ve never experienced it as something that creates deep emotional bonding. Once the encounter ends, I feel satisfied and complete. Because of this, I don’t believe I’ve ever truly been “in love” in the lasting, enduring way many people describe. What I’ve felt in romantic relationships has been closer to strong affection or infatuation. That excitement tends to wear off after a while, and the connection usually settles into something more like a close friendship in the context or a romantic relationship.
This is simply how intimacy and love have shown up for me.  I’m curious how others have experienced the intersection of romantic love, physical desire, and emotional needs… especially in relation to our shared hobby.

I definitely prefer contacting providers sequentially rather than throwing spaghetti at the wall by reaching out to a bunch at once. That approach just gets you labeled a time-waster by providers in general. They can sometimes tell when someone is blasting inquiries everywhere, then picking the first one who responds and giving the rest the proverbial broom.
In my experience, it’s rare for a provider not to reply to a serious availability inquiry—who in their right mind would pass up $350+ for an hour of their time? The real issue isn’t whether they respond, but how quickly. With a little patience, you can land the right provider at the right time, every single time. When I’m traveling, I’ll usually reach out to just two providers I’m genuinely interested in. Often one will reply fairly quickly while the other takes longer. If both are available and a good fit, I’m happy to hire them both. That said, I never contact anyone unless I have serious intent to book them. To me, inquiring without real interest feels selfish, even though I know providers…especially the more popular ones…will sometimes cancel at the last minute for a better payday.  I find this happens rarely if I’m a regular with someone, but if they find a more lucrative offer for their time, I remain flexible and encourage them to take it.
That’s their prerogative. I suspect I’ve had two-hour appointments bumped for a $3,500 overnight or a $10k weekend getaway to the Turks & Caicos. It comes with the territory in this hobby.

I've never really taken the time to introspectively explore my feelings for other men until recently. What I've realized is that I'm simply not wired for traditional monogamy. In past romantic relationships, I usually feel genuine attraction and affection for the first six months to a year. But after that, the intensity fades, things start to feel routine, and I find myself craving variety and newness. It's not that I stop caring about my partner… it’s just that the spark becomes dull for me, and I need something fresh to feel fulfilled.  I think this transition is traditionally seen as the evolution of love, but I’ve never experienced it as being mind-blowingly intense as I’ve seen it described on occasion.
This pattern is ultimately what led me to transactional connections with escorts. For me, it’s a clean, no-strings-attached way to meet an immediate intimate need. Hiring ensures that I can select a top-notch partner on my terms.  I can connect with an attractive person for a short time, compensate them fairly, and then go on with my life without expectations or complications. It works well with how I’m built.
I do enjoy kissing in the moment because it feels good during physical intimacy, but I’ve never experienced it as something that creates deep emotional bonding. Once the encounter ends, I feel satisfied and complete. Because of this, I don’t believe I’ve ever truly been “in love” in the lasting, enduring way many people describe. What I’ve felt in romantic relationships has been closer to strong affection or infatuation. That excitement tends to wear off after a while, and the connection usually settles into something more like a close friendship in the context or a romantic relationship.
This is simply how intimacy and love have shown up for me.  I’m curious how others have experienced the intersection of romantic love, physical desire, and emotional needs… especially in relation to our shared hobby.

I definitely prefer contacting providers sequentially rather than throwing spaghetti at the wall by reaching out to a bunch at once. That approach just gets you labeled a time-waster by providers in general. They can sometimes tell when someone is blasting inquiries everywhere, then picking the first one who responds and giving the rest the proverbial broom.
In my experience, it’s rare for a provider not to reply to a serious availability inquiry—who in their right mind would pass up $350+ for an hour of their time? The real issue isn’t whether they respond, but how quickly. With a little patience, you can land the right provider at the right time, every single time. When I’m traveling, I’ll usually reach out to just two providers I’m genuinely interested in. Often one will reply fairly quickly while the other takes longer. If both are available and a good fit, I’m happy to hire them both. That said, I never contact anyone unless I have serious intent to book them. To me, inquiring without real interest feels selfish, even though I know providers…especially the more popular ones…will sometimes cancel at the last minute for a better payday.  I find this happens rarely if I’m a regular with someone, but if they find a more lucrative offer for their time, I remain flexible and encourage them to take it.
That’s their prerogative. I suspect I’ve had two-hour appointments bumped for a $3,500 overnight or a $10k weekend getaway to the Turks & Caicos. It comes with the territory in this hobby.

I've never really taken the time to introspectively explore my feelings for other men until recently. What I've realized is that I'm simply not wired for traditional monogamy. In past romantic relationships, I usually feel genuine attraction and affection for the first six months to a year. But after that, the intensity fades, things start to feel routine, and I find myself craving variety and newness. It's not that I stop caring about my partner… it’s just that the spark becomes dull for me, and I need something fresh to feel fulfilled.  I think this transition is traditionally seen as the evolution of love, but I’ve never experienced it as being mind-blowingly intense as I’ve seen it described on occasion.
This pattern is ultimately what led me to transactional connections with escorts. For me, it’s a clean, no-strings-attached way to meet an immediate intimate need. Hiring ensures that I can select a top-notch partner on my terms.  I can connect with an attractive person for a short time, compensate them fairly, and then go on with my life without expectations or complications. It works well with how I’m built.
I do enjoy kissing in the moment because it feels good during physical intimacy, but I’ve never experienced it as something that creates deep emotional bonding. Once the encounter ends, I feel satisfied and complete. Because of this, I don’t believe I’ve ever truly been “in love” in the lasting, enduring way many people describe. What I’ve felt in romantic relationships has been closer to strong affection or infatuation. That excitement tends to wear off after a while, and the connection usually settles into something more like a close friendship in the context or a romantic relationship.
This is simply how intimacy and love have shown up for me.  I’m curious how others have experienced the intersection of romantic love, physical desire, and emotional needs… especially in relation to our shared hobby.

I've never really taken the time to introspectively explore my feelings for other men until recently. What I've realized is that I'm simply not wired for traditional monogamy. In past romantic relationships, I usually feel genuine attraction and affection for the first six months to a year. But after that, the intensity fades, things start to feel routine, and I find myself craving variety and newness. It's not that I stop caring about my partner… it’s just that the spark becomes dull for me, and I need something fresh to feel fulfilled.  I think this transition is traditionally seen as the evolution of love, but I’ve never experienced it as being mind-blowingly intense as I’ve seen it described on occasion.
This pattern is ultimately what led me to transactional connections with escorts. For me, it’s a clean, no-strings-attached way to meet an immediate intimate need. Hiring ensures that I can select a top-notch partner on my terms.  I can connect with an attractive person for a short time, compensate them fairly, and then go on with my life without expectations or complications. It works well with how I’m built.
I do enjoy kissing in the moment because it feels good during physical intimacy, but I’ve never experienced it as something that creates deep emotional bonding. Once the encounter ends, I feel satisfied and complete. Because of this, I don’t believe I’ve ever truly been “in love” in the lasting, enduring way many people describe. What I’ve felt in romantic relationships has been closer to strong affection or infatuation. That excitement tends to wear off after a while, and the connection usually settles into something more like a close friendship in the context or a romantic relationship.
This is simply how intimacy and love have shown up for me.  I’m curious how others have experienced the intersection of romantic love, physical desire, and emotional needs… especially in relation to our shared hobby.

I think one angle that hasn’t been discussed much yet…somewhere between straight-up catfishing and just using outdated photos…is the growing use of AI to enhance real images. I’m genuinely unsettled by how many providers are already doing this, and how common it’s likely to become. At some point, heavy AI touch-ups may simply be accepted as the norm, even if most people would still call it catfishing.
So far I’ve noticed it most often with fitness influencers on Instagram. The real question is: how far from reality do these enhancements have to stray before clients start walking away? If “close enough” is good enough for most people, I suspect this form of technological catfishing is only going to get worse.
On a personal level, the most reliable way I’ve found to avoid being catfished is to start on R.M. The upload dates on photos there are extremely helpful. If nothing recent has been added, I’ll cross-check their Instagram (if I know the account). After that I’ll search here for recent reviews or experiences.
If none of those give me confidence, I’ll set up a quick public meet. If they match their pictures, great. If not, I discreetly leave. The interesting thing is that when a provider is willing to meet in public, it’s almost always a reliable sign they closely resemble their photos. Knock on wood, but I’ve never had to walk away once I reached that stage.

I was WELL aware of those parties and I am six-degrees-of-separation from the whole thing. Only being a former fashion industry person, who knows people, who know people, who knew Jeffries. ( I was of course dying to get in invite but never did ). As far as I can discern from what I get second hand ( or third or fourth ) information, the models were circling like vultures when the scandal went public. NONE of these guys were innocent boys who were coecred into sexual situations. They all knew WHY they were invited. I've knows plenty of straight models who agreed to being sucked-off for the opportunity to work with a famous photographer or participate in a significant ad campaign. The male-model world is very competitive and the pay scale is a fraction of what women, make...so to get a big break with a company like Abercrombie, it was not unusual for these guys to move the line-in-the-sand with how far they were willing to go. 

To be honest, I had no idea what scandal you were talking about, so I spent some time digging into the “Mike Jeffries Scandal.” OMG, what a train wreck. Older pictures of Mike Jeffries made him look like a classically handsome man, but all the cosmetic surgeries have turned him into a walking nightmare.
The scandal itself seems more like a shakedown. Once a wealthy, powerful man falls from grace, those associated with him appear eager to cash in before the attorneys shake the money tree bare. From what I understand, just about all the models were compensated… cash or otherwise. I’m not sure why they thought they would receive thousands of dollars and first-class airfare just to attend parties. It seems they all had a clear choice: take the money and do what was asked of them, or leave the money and go do something else.
I have yet to read anything substantial showing they were unlawfully forced to participate. Certainly, if that was the case, the accusers should expect and deserve justice.

@Muscleking thanks for creating this thread.  Such a wonderful trip down memory lane!
My first hire was interestingly similar in San Francisco back in the early 2000s.  On massageM4M as well, I was in my early 20’s and first time even having a massage, let alone going to a stranger’s apartment to receive one.  My masseur was a muscular Asian guy probably in his mid 30s who only did incalls.  He was quite attractive to me at the time.  In retrospect it appears he was running a factory assembly line of an operation because the encounter as I remember it now was so mechanical and formulaic.  At the time, I thought I was getting a legit massage from a gay man so it wouldn’t be embarrassing if I inevitably became aroused during the session.  I was mortified of having such a physical reaction at a hotel spa among straight people, so I searched for this alternative in need of a massage sans embarrassment.  Obviously, this was no hotel spa massage because midway through the massage, my masseur left the room for 5 minutes with the spa music playing.  You can imagine I’m lying face down on the cushion wondering why the massage stopped and why my masseur had disappeared into the other room. First thing I wondered was if I did something wrong, then whether he was going to harm me in some way while I lay practically naked and vulnerable… the usual mental spiraling of a baby-gay not knowing what to expect in an uncomfortable situation in a stranger’s home.  Once the 5 minutes were up, he reemerged into the room sporting a massive, thick, purple boner - cinched with rubber bands at the base.  He continued the massage, but now rubbing what looked like an uncomfortably swollen eggplant all over me.  I didn’t know better and thought the poor man needed to get off soon otherwise he’d be in priapism territory… I learned through the grapevine at the time the horrors of that affliction.  I offered to stop the session so he can take care of himself… he politely declined then suddenly took firm control and gave me the best damn handjob I ever had.  It’s almost as if he found the secret cheat codes to sudden, crippling orgasm and just mashed all the buttons.  I nearly passed out.  After I collected my wits, I was offered aromatherapy, fresh linens and a shower in a well appointed bathroom.  The whole session from start to finish including shower took a little under 90 minutes IIRC.  I paid the man, he gave me a quick warm hug then I’m out of the apartment and down the stairs encountering what appeared to be his next client.  I figured as much since he was ringing the same call button I had pressed earlier.  After that, I cringed wondering whether my masseur would have to go to the ER later that day being aroused as long as he had.  It’s hilarious thinking now how naive I was.

I also met him recently this year and he appears to be more slender than his photos suggest.  Hot defined body nonetheless-not an ounce of fat, a good looking guy and he showed me a great time, but not nearly as muscle-bulky as the image in the white shorts which I think is recent.  Perhaps a touch of AI enhancement?  When I saw him, he was a little more slender than his gallery cover photo in the trophy boy jock.  I can’t imagine what it takes to pack major muscle on a frame as big as his.  Really nice guy and I recommend regardless.

To be honest, I had no idea what scandal you were talking about, so I spent some time digging into the “Mike Jeffries Scandal.” OMG, what a train wreck. Older pictures of Mike Jeffries made him look like a classically handsome man, but all the cosmetic surgeries have turned him into a walking nightmare.
The scandal itself seems more like a shakedown. Once a wealthy, powerful man falls from grace, those associated with him appear eager to cash in before the attorneys shake the money tree bare. From what I understand, just about all the models were compensated… cash or otherwise. I’m not sure why they thought they would receive thousands of dollars and first-class airfare just to attend parties. It seems they all had a clear choice: take the money and do what was asked of them, or leave the money and go do something else.
I have yet to read anything substantial showing they were unlawfully forced to participate. Certainly, if that was the case, the accusers should expect and deserve justice.

@Muscleking thanks for creating this thread.  Such a wonderful trip down memory lane!
My first hire was interestingly similar in San Francisco back in the early 2000s.  On massageM4M as well, I was in my early 20’s and first time even having a massage, let alone going to a stranger’s apartment to receive one.  My masseur was a muscular Asian guy probably in his mid 30s who only did incalls.  He was quite attractive to me at the time.  In retrospect it appears he was running a factory assembly line of an operation because the encounter as I remember it now was so mechanical and formulaic.  At the time, I thought I was getting a legit massage from a gay man so it wouldn’t be embarrassing if I inevitably became aroused during the session.  I was mortified of having such a physical reaction at a hotel spa among straight people, so I searched for this alternative in need of a massage sans embarrassment.  Obviously, this was no hotel spa massage because midway through the massage, my masseur left the room for 5 minutes with the spa music playing.  You can imagine I’m lying face down on the cushion wondering why the massage stopped and why my masseur had disappeared into the other room. First thing I wondered was if I did something wrong, then whether he was going to harm me in some way while I lay practically naked and vulnerable… the usual mental spiraling of a baby-gay not knowing what to expect in an uncomfortable situation in a stranger’s home.  Once the 5 minutes were up, he reemerged into the room sporting a massive, thick, purple boner - cinched with rubber bands at the base.  He continued the massage, but now rubbing what looked like an uncomfortably swollen eggplant all over me.  I didn’t know better and thought the poor man needed to get off soon otherwise he’d be in priapism territory… I learned through the grapevine at the time the horrors of that affliction.  I offered to stop the session so he can take care of himself… he politely declined then suddenly took firm control and gave me the best damn handjob I ever had.  It’s almost as if he found the secret cheat codes to sudden, crippling orgasm and just mashed all the buttons.  I nearly passed out.  After I collected my wits, I was offered aromatherapy, fresh linens and a shower in a well appointed bathroom.  The whole session from start to finish including shower took a little under 90 minutes IIRC.  I paid the man, he gave me a quick warm hug then I’m out of the apartment and down the stairs encountering what appeared to be his next client.  I figured as much since he was ringing the same call button I had pressed earlier.  After that, I cringed wondering whether my masseur would have to go to the ER later that day being aroused as long as he had.  It’s hilarious thinking now how naive I was.