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My best massages have always been largely therapeutic, but where the therapist ends up getting pretty turned on too and wants to finish with me. This is especially hot in a legit spa setting. Does anyone have favorites where this has happened? I usually go in without any conversation about expectations so this makes it extra nice.

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My best massages have always been largely therapeutic,... I usually go in without any conversation about expectations so this makes it extra nice.

 

So do I. I've learned and been told by several masseur that you're far more likely to get what you want without preestablish expectations than the client who wants to lock the masseur down as to the details and extras prior to the appointment.

 

The term YMMV comes up a lot in these forum, which is probably true, but the variables that weighs in the most with the competent players are the clients who respect and tip well, but also allow the masseur to do their thing.

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So do I. I've learned and been told by several masseur that you're far more likely to get what you want without preestablish expectations than the client who wants to lock the masseur down as to the details and extras prior to the appointment.

 

The term YMMV comes up a lot in these forum, which is probably true, but the variables that weighs in the most with the competent players are the clients who respect and tip well, but also allow the masseur to do there thing.

I’m glad you said that. A lot of these posts say “make your expectations clear” but somehow that takes away from the experience for me. I’m not sure what that says about me. But it’s true. I like a little mystery in the world.

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I’m glad you said that. A lot of these posts say “make your expectations clear” but somehow that takes away from the experience for me. I’m not sure what that says about me. But it’s true. I like a little mystery in the world.

 

To each their own and I can see how the mystery of will he, won’t he can be a turn on. For me I like to at least establish that he will be nude and he allows MT. The rest is up to him.

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A lot of these posts say “make your expectations clear” but somehow that takes away from the experience for me.

 

Agreed. I think the "make your expectations clear" results in far most lost positive experiences than it actually insures.

 

Also, I don't establish the masseur will disrobe or allow MT, but in truth, that's only happened twice which reinforces my belief that I'm probably more likely to get what I want by not hammering out the details prior.

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My best massages have always been largely therapeutic, but where the therapist ends up getting pretty turned on too and wants to finish with me. This is especially hot in a legit spa setting. Does anyone have favorites where this has happened? I usually go in without any conversation about expectations so this makes it extra nice.

 

I've had this happen twice at "strictly" therapeutic places. In retrospect, I'm not exactly sure how or why they happened at a legit place. Perhaps the masseur was in the mood. Maybe I was their type (chemistry). Or perhaps it was just a slow day and they were workin' the tips - But I didn't ask for it and I didn't drop any hints.

 

If I really thought about it the common factor is that I tend to treat people with respect and courtesy. I do like a little conversation prior to session. During which I treat them like a human beings who matter and not a means to a [happy] end. When I go in for a 60 minutes massage my only expectation is for a good massage... for 60 minutes. After that it's up to the parties involved and not an written agenda I hand the masseurs when I tromp in. I'm not sure I would want to be treated like a 'Have it Your Way' Burger King employee, so I don't treat others like that. It goes a long way.

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I've had this happen twice at "strictly" therapeutic places. In retrospect, I'm not exactly sure how or why they happened at a legit place. Perhaps the masseur was in the mood. Maybe I was their type (chemistry). Or perhaps it was just a slow day and they were workin' the tips - But I didn't ask for it and I didn't drop any hints.

 

If I really thought about it the common factor is that I tend to treat people with respect and courtesy. I do like a little conversation prior to session. During which I treat them like a human beings who matter and not a means to a [happy] end. When I go in for a 60 minutes massage my only expectation is for a good massage... for 60 minutes. After that it's up to the parties involved and not an written agenda I hand the masseurs when I tromp in. I'm not sure I would want to be treated like a 'Have it Your Way' Burger King employee, so I don't treat others like that. It goes a long way.

This is a good approach I think. Speaking of working for tips usually what do you drop on tip for exceptional time? A percentage or a flat rate?

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My best massages have always been largely therapeutic, but where the therapist ends up getting pretty turned on too and wants to finish with me. This is especially hot in a legit spa setting. Does anyone have favorites where this has happened? I usually go in without any conversation about expectations so this makes it extra nice.

 

I’ve had a few massages at strictly legit, high-end spas turn interactive—twice in San Francisco and twice in Vegas. Needless to say, now I keep my hopes up every time I get a massage. I agree—the best approach is to play it cool and let things go according to the masseurs’ plan. They need to decide when and if it is worth the risk, given it is their livelihood we are dealing with. For me, getting a hard-on has been the most obvious way to get things going, but I usually get hard if I detect a vibe from the masseur and it has not always panned out. Sometimes they just ignore it and move on and then I just get into enjoying the massage, despite the massive amounts of precum on the sheets! ?

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This once happened to me too, and it was pretty surprising and serendipitous and hot.

 

A couple years ago, I was in Maui for work. I had an afternoon off one day, and thought I'd get a massage because I was super sore from work and travel and stress and all that. My hotel had a spa/massage service, so I booked a massage for my room, with the sole goal of relaxing. I didn't even specify if I wanted a male or female therapist -- just had them send over whoever was available on short notice.

 

I hear a knock, and open the door, and there's this attractive blond guy wearing a blue polo and white shorts -- probably 6'1, wiry like a bicyclist, mid to late 30s. I idly thought "he's kinda hot," but was distracted by how sore I was, so nothing more. He set up his table, I got undressed, lay down on my front, and he put a blanket over me and started massaging.

 

It's a really good and deep massage, especially on my neck and shoulders, and I start to relax. To stretch me out, he keeps having me rest my hands on his outer thigh while pushing on my shoulder, but this doesn't strike me as unusual, especially since I'm still covered in a blanket. And then, one time he switches my hand position from his outer thigh to his inner thigh, and I notice he actually has placed my hand on his bare skin, just underneath his shorts. I kinda start to wonder if there's something going on, but it's still tough to be sure. He then goes back to massaging my neck and shoulders, and then goes to my other side. This time, when he stretches out my arm, he places it pretty high in between his two (muscular) thighs, and squeezes them together, making sure my forearm rubs against his crotch. I involuntarily moan a little, and then he lets go, and this time, as he goes around the table near my legs, I hear the unmistakable noise of his clothes hitting the floor, and the rest is pretty much history.

 

The hottest part of it was how completely unexpected it was.

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I agree—the best approach is to play it cool and let things go according to the masseurs’ plan. They need to decide when and if it is worth the risk, given it is their livelihood we are dealing with.

 

Good point.

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This once happened to me too, and it was pretty surprising and serendipitous and hot.

 

A couple years ago, I was in Maui for work. I had an afternoon off one day, and thought I'd get a massage because I was super sore from work and travel and stress and all that. My hotel had a spa/massage service, so I booked a massage for my room, with the sole goal of relaxing. I didn't even specify if I wanted a male or female therapist -- just had them send over whoever was available on short notice.

 

I hear a knock, and open the door, and there's this attractive blond guy wearing a blue polo and white shorts -- probably 6'1, wiry like a bicyclist, mid to late 30s. I idly thought "he's kinda hot," but was distracted by how sore I was, so nothing more. He set up his table, I got undressed, lay down on my front, and he put a blanket over me and started massaging.

 

It's a really good and deep massage, especially on my neck and shoulders, and I start to relax. To stretch me out, he keeps having me rest my hands on his outer thigh while pushing on my shoulder, but this doesn't strike me as unusual, especially since I'm still covered in a blanket. And then, one time he switches my hand position from his outer thigh to his inner thigh, and I notice he actually has placed my hand on his bare skin, just underneath his shorts. I kinda start to wonder if there's something going on, but it's still tough to be sure. He then goes back to massaging my neck and shoulders, and then goes to my other side. This time, when he stretches out my arm, he places it pretty high in between his two (muscular) thighs, and squeezes them together, making sure my forearm rubs against his crotch. I involuntarily moan a little, and then he lets go, and this time, as he goes around the table near my legs, I hear the unmistakable noise of his clothes hitting the floor, and the rest is pretty much history.

 

The hottest part of it was how completely unexpected it was.

This story is crazy hot! I love it when the therapist places your hand in a perilously questionable place. Thigh. Grazing his bulge, etc. I sometimes wonder if I’m supposed to provide a little sensory feedback. Slight rubbing back or something. Sometimes it’s impossible not to. Once or twice it has been a totally legit massage and then somehow they rub a massive hard on against my hand and I’m floored.

There is one straight guy who seems to know what hiss clientel likes. He never has a hard on but always makes sure you get a feel and teases you.

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This once happened to me too, and it was pretty surprising and serendipitous and hot.

 

A couple years ago, I was in Maui for work. I had an afternoon off one day, and thought I'd get a massage because I was super sore from work and travel and stress and all that. My hotel had a spa/massage service, so I booked a massage for my room, with the sole goal of relaxing. I didn't even specify if I wanted a male or female therapist -- just had them send over whoever was available on short notice.

 

I hear a knock, and open the door, and there's this attractive blond guy wearing a blue polo and white shorts -- probably 6'1, wiry like a bicyclist, mid to late 30s. I idly thought "he's kinda hot," but was distracted by how sore I was, so nothing more. He set up his table, I got undressed, lay down on my front, and he put a blanket over me and started massaging.

 

It's a really good and deep massage, especially on my neck and shoulders, and I start to relax. To stretch me out, he keeps having me rest my hands on his outer thigh while pushing on my shoulder, but this doesn't strike me as unusual, especially since I'm still covered in a blanket. And then, one time he switches my hand position from his outer thigh to his inner thigh, and I notice he actually has placed my hand on his bare skin, just underneath his shorts. I kinda start to wonder if there's something going on, but it's still tough to be sure. He then goes back to massaging my neck and shoulders, and then goes to my other side. This time, when he stretches out my arm, he places it pretty high in between his two (muscular) thighs, and squeezes them together, making sure my forearm rubs against his crotch. I involuntarily moan a little, and then he lets go, and this time, as he goes around the table near my legs, I hear the unmistakable noise of his clothes hitting the floor, and the rest is pretty much history.

 

The hottest part of it was how completely unexpected it was.

Wow. This is super hot. I wouldn’t mind hearing more about the rest of the story :)

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I think it's personal preference with what is or isn't discussed ahead of time. I've tried both ways - being very direct and less direct, but at least ensuring mutual nudity and not mention other things. I can say that after many years, the best experiences have been more of a surprise. I am frequently disappointed with pre-clearing things up front - plus that feels more like an escort experience when I'm just looking (most of the time) for a decent massage that has the possibility of more. I've come to appreciate the unknown and find the unexpected much more exciting. Just my personal preference.

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Every once in a while if I am out of town on business I will not hire off of any of the gay massage websites, and will instead go to a "straight spa" in the city I am visiting. I will choose a spa that has a private room, so I can be alone with the masseur. It is sort of a challenge to me to see if I can "bag" a masseur to go past the therapeutic into something more. I am very muscular and work out alot, so I hope that is the bait for the masseur. I always ask at the front desk for a male, since I tell them I need deep pressure, since I just worked out. I usually go to the gym first, and get pumped up, (hopefully to entice the masseur) then head to get the massage. I usually have a 90% success rate. Last month in Chicago I requested a male ( not many on staff) and had to wait 30 minutes, and was ushered into a room, and told to change and get on the table. I had a sheet on, naked underneath. The masseur came in, mid 30's. HOT and very sexy. (sorry, can't give his name out, probably should not have even named the spa) I asked for deep tissue. I chatted a bit, and he was friendly. He commented on my physique, and asked about my workout routine. From there we bonded and discussed working out, diet, etc. I was getting turned on, and was hard. Still on my stomach. He pulled the sheet up, (exposing one butt cheek) and started on my legs, and asked about my leg workout, as his hand slid and brushed my crack. Chemistry was happening. After 10 minutes, I turned over, and after he was working on my chest, my nipples were really getting hot for him. He asked my chest routine, and then with his own initiative, starting kneading my pecs. At this point he lifted the sheet off, my erection in plain view. He went and locked the door, and asked me to stay quiet. He chuckled, and pulled off his shorts and placed his rock hard cock in my hand. (massive, thick cock, with huge, low hangers) From there we had mostly oral, hot sex. He is married, and I was in town for 3 more days, so we hooked up at my hotel room 2X. This has happened to me 90% of the time. So believe me, many of these "straight" masseurs at "straight" spas can be had.

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I enjoy getting massage on a regular basis but I have no expectations of anything more than a good massage.

 

One time I had a massage from a short guy 30s and heavily muscled. I wasn’t at all into him but while on my front he started tapping his hard cock against my shoulder. I just stayed where I was.

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I went to a masseur years ago in LA (don't know if he still does them) for my first and only time back then. Got to his place and the guy was built and hot. Didn't really think about sex (being my first time) but got on the table (nude) and he started. He had shorts on when we started and he had a kind of belt around his waist where he kept the bottle of oil. About half way thru the massage, he took my left arm and hung it down off the table and did some work up and down on it. It wasn't long before I felt something rock hard in my hand...he was kneeling on the floor and he had put his rock hard cock in my hand. Oof. He finished way before I did, LOL.

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Many years ago, I had a session with a masseur at his home. He had his legit license displayed prominently on the wall in the room letting clients know he was “professional”. He was a small, delicate man, not at all my type, somewhat fem, and began by giving me an amazingly good massage. Since there were no vibes, I just enjoyed it and was prepared to end in a “professional” manner. I was nude, and had a semi-erection throughout, which he overlooked and carefully worked around. So when the massage concluded, he said, “Are there any other areas that you’d like worked on? Like perhaps your groin?” I said sure, why not. And with that, he gave me the most satisfying ball and cock massage I’ve ever received, along with a little oral for good measure. Total surprise, and I became a regular customer for several years. The dude had talent.

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Well this happened to me at the E gym spa here in NYC. I was totally expecting a totally legit session since we were in a club spa and I was a gym member as well. I laid down on he table but he took his time draping me (maybe admiring the view ? then locked the massage room door which was not unusual. But then took off his shirt which I thought was unusual but as you know most gym spas are in the basement and next to steam rooms so it was humid. My mind started racing - could something possibly happen here? My mind said definitely not. He then gave me the best legit massage...until he got down to my glutes. He did pay particular attention to my butt and decided to fling off the drape. The next thing I knew he had his tongue up my ass and just going to town. His beard made it super erotic. I kinda protested and I said that isn't he going to get in trouble since we are at E. He then said, in between eating my ass, that it was his last day and quitting after our session. That made me laugh. He then pounded me like crazy in the gym massage room of E! He's now in Brooklyn and has been traveling a lot so we haven’t met up again. He has texted me nude pix to get me to come back though from time to time. Time to hit him up!

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Well this happened to me at the E gym spa here in NYC. I was totally expecting a totally legit session since we were in a club spa and I was a gym member as well. I laid down on he table but he took his time draping me (maybe admiring the view ? then locked the massage room door which was not unusual. But then took off his shirt which I thought was unusual but as you know most gym spas are in the basement and next to steam rooms so it was humid. My mind started racing - could something possibly happen here? My mind said definitely not. He then gave me the best legit massage...until he got down to my glutes. He did pay particular attention to my butt and decided to fling off the drape. The next thing I knew he had his tongue up my ass and just going to town. His beard made it super erotic. I kinda protested and I said that isn't he going to get in trouble since we are at E. He then said, in between eating my ass, that it was his last day and quitting after our session. That made me laugh. He then pounded me like crazy in the gym massage room of E! He's now in Brooklyn and has been traveling a lot so we haven’t met up again. He has texted me nude pix to get me to come back though from time to time. Time to hit him up!

Does he give massage on his own now?

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