Scott Dixon

Hi there. I live in Houston and travel to Austin on occasion. I just looked at Austin MF and RM and don't see any that I've hired in the past. Caveat: Please be aware that a lot of the RM ones are cross-listed in Houston. There's a three- to four-hour driving distance between the two cities, depending on route, traffic, and part of the city.

I went to Collin about three years ago. I'll send you a private message with my impressions.

I've been receiving (and sometimes giving) massages for almost 30 years in cities all over the US and Mexico, using many masseurs multiple times, and I think my biggest peeve is when the masseur, after I have been to him a few times, senses my empathetic nature and starts to see me as HIS therapist. My most recent experiences of this have been in Houston, where I have lived for almost 8 years. After seeing one initially great masseur twice a month for nearly two years, I just had to stop when I realized that I knew more about him than he knew about me--and it was not knowledge that made me feel good about him. He talked nonstop from the moment I entered his apartment--all about him and his problems--just going through the motions of the massage. He would not take any signals from me, verbal or otherwise. One day while prattling on, he mentioned that sometimes clients just stopped coming to him, and that he never asked why. I missed my chance, because I was beginning to see why. Perhaps I could have made a difference for him, but I didn't say anything. I just quit like the others. I currently have been seeing another masseur who is behaving the same way. An interesting parallel is that both of these guys asked me to purchase package deals from them when they were having cash-flow problems. I fell for that. I have two remaining pre-paid massages with one of them and I am not beating a path to his door to redeem them. Sadly, the massage itself is great, but I just cannot stand the sound of his voice anymore.

That site has become so weird.

Damn!

Disclaimer: The experience I'm about to describe never resulted in a massage! I was new to Houston, didn't know about this forum, had had only one massage from a guy on MF, and woke up one morning determined to have a massage that day. VERY early, I started scanning Craigslist. There was an enticing photograph of a young, slim, muscular guy, face excluded, with an equally enticing, albeit brief, description of his services. The price was right (a dollar a minute) and he wasn't far away. He listed his hours as "anytime," so I texted him. He responded quickly, identified himself as Matthew, and we landed on 10:30 a.m. for our appointment at his studio. I asked for an hour, with the option to extend the time if all was going well (which I typically do for a first visit, if the masseur is amenable). He texted his address. All this occurred about 7:00 a.m. I arrived at his very nice mid-rise apartment complex and there was a gate, which he had not mentioned. As I was about to text him for the code, up pulled a FedEx truck, so I just followed it through. Found his building, climbed to the top floor (there might've been an elevator, but I didn't see it), and at precisely 10:25, I knocked on the door. No answer. No footsteps. I texted him. No answer. I knocked again. Nothing. Texted again. Nothing. I know, I know: I should've just left, but after this long, I was curious. Knocked one more time, LOUDLY, and soon heard footsteps and the door hardware rattling from the inside. He opened the door, YAWNING and rubbing his eyes, foul breath emanating from his wide-open mouth. "Aw, man, what time is it?" "It's after 10:30," I replied. "Aw, man, I'm sorry, I musta fell asleep on the couch. I had a rough night. Come on in." His hair was a mess and he was wearing only long gym pants; his upper body was totally ripped, though, which, along with the positively ELEGANT apartment, was the only reason I stepped farther into his home. "Right this way," he said, leading me into a small room that contained a massage table with no sheets, a futon made up as a bed, and a computer desk, on which sat an open laptop. Matthew sat down at the desk and began noodling on the laptop. He said, "Let me find us some music. What kinda music you like, man?" "Oh, anything like you might here in a spa, or jazz, or classical. Something instrumental." More noodling. He eventually landed on something okay and I said that would be fine. Then he moved over to the futon and stretched out. "Man, I've got the WORST breath! I had garlic last night. I ain't even had time to brush my teeth this morning. You need the bathroom?" I said no, and then he went across the hall to brush his teeth, thank God! "Go ahead and get undressed and we'll start out face down," he said through a mouth full of toothpaste. When he emerged, he was wearing short gym pants, and his nice hairy legs showed. He sat at the computer and watched me as I finished undressing and laid on the table. I laid there on the bare leather massage table with my face in the cradle for what seemed like 10 minutes while I heard him typing on the computer. Just as I raised my head to say something, he got up and came around behind me. He put one hand on each heel and put my feet together. "Well, you're symmetrical," he said. I replied, "And that's a good thing, I take it?" No response. He moved each hand up to the backs of my calves and squeezed them. Then he abruptly came up to my right shoulder, rubbed it a little bit, and said, "Man, I'm sorry, but we're all out of time." I jumped up from there and got dressed faster than I ever have during a backstage costume change as he said, "Next time, it'll be $20 off. Just text me. My name's Matthew." I said, "Okay, well that's nice of you, but I asked for an hour today and I've been here less than 30 minutes, so here's a 20." I handed him the $20 and he grinned like a Cheshire cat. "Aw, thanks, man." He laid back down on the futon and I showed myself out. Worst massage ever? Actually, there was no massage. Definitely in my top five weirdest experiences.

I've not been to him, but have exchanged a few of those STRAIGHTFORWARD texts with him. The timing just hasn't worked out. He is reviewed on other sites as "Cowboy Steve" and there are many enticing photos.

In addition to all everyone else has said, I suggest the following (which I practice, with good results): 1. If you want a massage THAT DAY, start as early as possible in the day with your inquiry(ies). 2. I've seen a picture or pictures of my masseur, so I think it's only fair that he see a picture of me before I arrive at his door. So I text a very tasteful picture of myself, shirtless, in compression shorts (not to brag about my body, but so he can gauge my height, weight, musculature, etc.), with a note saying, "I always like to know who's coming to my door, so I figure you might, too." 3. If I'm paying cash, I take only that cash inside the studio with me. I leave everything else in my car. If I'm paying with a credit card, I take only that card in with me. I leave all other jewelry in the car. I do take my phone with me. When I take off my clothes, I silence my phone and put it inside one of my shoes. 4. If, after I arrive, something doesn't look, feel, smell, or otherwise seem right to me, I tell him I'm not going to be able to stay and hand him a $20 bill for the inconvenience. Then I block him on my phone/email. 5. If all goes well and I intend to return and/or refer him to others, I ask him for a business card.

Hi. I don't see a Scott among those.

I'm sending you a PM.

I've used two masseurs who asked me if I would be interested in receiving testicular massage. Of course, I said yes! The first one, with whom nothing overtly sensual or erotic had ever happened while giving me a massage (short of a little leakage), seemed shocked when I erupted in less than a minute after he started beautifully massaging my testicles as if he were polishing Faberge eggs! I thought to myself, "WTF did you think was going to happen?!" He has since performed this service two or three other times and has seemed less surprised by my quick and voluminous results. FYI, he does not touch my shaft AT ALL. This is quite special. He lives in another city several hundred miles away and has no online information. The other one, whom I see more often, does nearly as good a job as they above, with a bit of shaft involvement toward the end.

Here is my top one for 2018, with the caveat that he be hired for outcalls. https://www.masseurfinder.com/massage-therapists/32051/

I do. Check your PM.

We always have a great time there. We always stay at Pueblo Bonito Emerald Bay, which is several miles outside the city proper, right on the ocean, very secluded and private--with a luxurious spa on site--and then go into the city via shuttle, taxi, or Uber for dining, sightseeing, performances, and excellent massages at the Aroma Spa!

That's interesting. We were there in November, the week before Thanksgiving, and saw several ships at the cruise terminal. Out to dinner in the city, on tours, and such, we met a good many cruise-ship passengers who were enjoying the city. Aside from that, real estate is booming, new construction is everywhere, lots of ex-pats building or buying second (and sometimes primary) homes there.

Oh, I would have left, too. And I have done so whenever something has seemed awry.

I'm not sure how long ago you went there, but Mazatlan is lovely now. We've been going there off and on for 17 years and it continues to improve in every way.

Of the current masseurs listed on Masseurfinder Houston, I have hired 25 of them at one time or another; several, I have hired multiple times over the past 7.5 years that I've lived in this city. Of those currently listed on Rentmasseur Houston, I have hired 4 (not counting those who overlap with MF). I've had the full spectrum of experiences--from dismal to bizarre to excellent--as I exercise avidly and treat myself to a massage on average of every week to 10 days. Since it is not possible to post feedback on MF any longer, I am so grateful to have found this forum. I'm happy to share my experiences with you, so please send me a private message if you have specific questions about Houston masseurs. Listing each one's link here would take more time than I have, so just ask me and I will tell you if I've hired the one about whom you inquire.

He claimed to be based in Houston (where I live) for a while. At the time, CL was still active for masseurs and his photos on RM were (are) exactly like someone else's on CL, causing me to think the photos are either stolen or generic.

Yeah, he was the only one who interested me as well the last time I was in NOLA, so I booked an appointment with him. He was a bit of a drive from the French Quarter / Central Business District where I was staying. Lives in a free-standing house in kind of an iffy neighborhood. Very explicit instructions about where and how to park, which door to use, etc. I found him to be not all that friendly; in fact, a little cold. The massage was nothing special. It was one of those times I wished I had done something more interesting or fulfilling with my time.

Collin is a very nice guy, very handsome, great body, easy to schedule. His massage is, I would say, good to very good; not excellent. Interactive. His studio is in an office building and has no private restroom, so plan accordingly.

I've tried to hire Steve and haven't been able to pin him down. He communicates for a while and then just trails off...

I had an appointment with him once. The apartment was filthy and reeked of cigarette smoke. I had to step over all manner of things--clothes, shoes, trash--on my way from the front door to the makeshift massage room. It wasn't really a massage as much as an application of oil on my body, because the room was so crowded he could hardly walk around the massage table. He was nude, though; his body quite impressive and he looks just like his pictures. Included an HE, although without any expression and hardly said a word the whole time. I didn't dare ask for a shower in that filthy bathroom; I dashed over to the nearby LA Fitness where I have a membership. Caveat emptor.

I wish I had known about this forum before I saw Manny yesterday. OMG. I could've saved myself a good bit of time and money.

Thank you. I've been curious about him.