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About two years ago I went to the doctor complaining about a sore shoulder. Doctor told me it was from sleeping on my side and my shoulder digging into the mattress. Gave my some mild muscle relaxers but suggested I try a more holistic approach - try a massage, she said. After a few days I scheduled my very first massage appointment with Ryan. Nice guy, certainly better looking than I could have hoped for, was a few years younger and more muscled, but I played it cool and we talked about my shoulder and he was very professional about it.

 

As I had arrived freshly showered, he asked me to disrobe and get on the table. He got started and we talked while he worked. Just random banter, we didn't really have that much in common. I'm not really shy - but have found that most people have more of a sense of modesty than I have. So I was surprised when I realized, after a few minutes, that he was naked as well. I was also pleasantly surprised by how much time he spent working on other parts of my body, not just those affected by my shoulder issues. (By that I mean my butt cheeks, clear?) When he asked me to turn over, after a very nice technical massage, I was further surprised to see how excited he was. And as he worked his way up from my legs to my groin, well, let's just say the excitement was mutual. Then there was the eye contact and the playful smiles... It was a truly awesome happy ending and he was very open to me indulging my urge to touch him as he worked up to it. :)

 

When my legs recovered from a case of the rubbers, I got in the shower to rinse off. Guess who joined me to wash my back!!! Yup - best massage ever! :D

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Not sure if it's my MOST memorable, but one of my very very first hires was at a house, on the floor in a beautiful room in front of a fireplace. I undressed and laid down, he kept his underwear on & started the massage. After a while, I looked over and saw he'd lost the underwear. He was working on my inner thighs and I said "you're starting to give me a hard-on", to which he replied "Let me see". I flipped over and we had a wonderful time. Kind of pedestrian by my current standards, but to the new-to-the-whole-thing me, it was pretty amazing.

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About two years ago I went to the doctor complaining about a sore shoulder. Doctor told me it was from sleeping on my side and my shoulder digging into the mattress. Gave my some mild muscle relaxers but suggested I try a more holistic approach - try a massage, she said. After a few days I scheduled my very first massage appointment with Ryan. Nice guy, certainly better looking than I could have hoped for, was a few years younger and more muscled, but I played it cool and we talked about my shoulder and he was very professional about it.

 

As I had arrived freshly showered, he asked me to disrobe and get on the table. He got started and we talked while he worked. Just random banter, we didn't really have that much in common. I'm not really shy - but have found that most people have more of a sense of modesty than I have. So I was surprised when I realized, after a few minutes, that he was naked as well. I was also pleasantly surprised by how much time he spent working on other parts of my body, not just those affected by my shoulder issues. (By that I mean my butt cheeks, clear?) When he asked me to turn over, after a very nice technical massage, I was further surprised to see how excited he was. And as he worked his way up from my legs to my groin, well, let's just say the excitement was mutual. Then there was the eye contact and the playful smiles... It was a truly awesome happy ending and he was very open to me indulging my urge to touch him as he worked up to it. :)

 

When my legs recovered from a case of the rubbers, I got in the shower to rinse off. Guess who joined me to wash my back!!! Yup - best massage ever! :D

How did you find Ryan? MF? Yelp? CL?

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I was rimmed once at a very legitimate spa. That's gotta be the most unexpected thing that happened to me and most likely the most memorable. After massaging my back, then legs, I suddenly felt his tongue and he was good, really good. Other stuff happened afterwards. Pretty crazy considering there was no lock on massage room and anyone could have entered. It was a very hot experience.

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Mine was a negative and my very first massage when I was in college! The masseur had me draped with a sheet and stayed 12-18" away from my groin -- knew about and expected nothing else at the time as it was my first and was recommended by my physician -- once I was on my back, I ejaculated spontaneously with a TOTALLY flaccid penis! I didn't have a semi/chub and no tenting of the sheet beyond the mound a flaccid penis would cause. When my semen liquified and the wet spot showed through the sheet, The Masseur went CRAZY and yelled at me that that was disgusting and the massage was over -- he left the room as he told me to get dressed and leave..

 

I was shaken and horrified as I had done nothing, he had done nothing - it was just the energy flow from the massage that had me ejaculate.

 

After that it was years before I went for another and I ALWAYS clarified that I needed to be undraped and that during a good massage, I would ejaculate spontaneously - I wanted a masseur who would work nude and who was not afraid of any portion of the male body.

 

My spontaneous ejaculations while flaccid interested them:) and once I started working with the same masseur, this natural release was followed by a second at the end -- either hand or mouth generated.

 

I have, over the years experiences a new (1st time) masseur go down on me unexpectedly while I was zoned out and he blew me to completion -- later mutual oral was part of our sessions.

 

I had one masseur who would fuck me as he worked my back and gluts -- then come around front so I found finish him off -- my HE with him would be oral at the end.

 

Now I have two I use -- my prostate masseur who is hands and body only who spends 1/3 on back, 1/3 on front and 1/3 on prostate and my highly skilled therapeutic masseur where I enjoy mutual oral after an excellent and skilled groin area massage is worked into the full body procedure.

 

Looking for a few to try as I travel south this winter and I will look to this forum for feedback.

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Many years ago - I don't remember the name, how I contacted him or most anything else about him personally. But......I had a very good massage, of course in the nude. Near the end he removed his shorts and proceeded to straddle my head pushing his ass into my face. I did what came naturally and gave him my first rimming job. Much to my surprise I fully enjoyed doing it. It was a surprise introduction to a new additive to my sex life.

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I think it was a massage about 10-12 years ago. I went to a legit spa and after I turned over I could see the masseur had a hardon under his shorts. I started stroking him and one thing led to another and I got up, bent him over the table and fucked him! After it was all over he said “gee I’ve never done that before in the massage room!”

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On one of my very first massage sessions I went to this guy's apartment, and it was VERY memorable. When he showed me to the massage room, we had to walk thru the kitchen. His roommate was in his boxers at the sink washing dishes and nodded and said hello. His roommate was HOT with a bulge in his boxers. I then reached the massage room and stripped and got on the table. The masseur was also naked, and the massage was very good. A few times he brushed up against me and I could tell he was hard, but I was to nervous to do anything. At one point I heard his roommate at the door asking my masseur if he could lend a hand. (?) They asked if I would mind, and of course I said sure, he could help. (my first 4 hands) I do work out alot, and am very muscular, and they both started massaging me, both of them naked, commenting on my muscular body. Before I knew it, I had 2 large erect cocks in my face, and I took turns sucking each of them. They were both super huge...easily 9" each. The roommate then asked if I would mind if he stood on the massage table and shoot on me. (Of course I wanted that!) So he did....a huge load. He then climbed off the table and then my masseur asked if he could fuck me. I was now super horny after all this, and he bent me over the table and rammed me hard and fast for 5 minutes, pulled out, and shot all over my ass. All this time I was stroking myself, and came right as he was shooting on my ass. We were all wiped out, and went to their bed and laid around for about 20 minutes talking about the whole thing. We all laughed and said it was better than any porn film we had ever seen. How could I ever forget this massage? Very memorable!

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I scheduled with a young guy from CL a few years back. He mentioned in his ad that he particularly like to massage older and bigger guys and I certainly fit that bill. The first time I went to his place and after strippping down and laying on the table noticed he was hard before I was. A very promising sign. The back and leg massage was terrific. The kid was strong and "searched and destroyed" the kinks and tight spots. When he got to my butt I knew this was going into my top ten list. After kneading my glutes with his thumbs and knuckles, I felt the familiar, yet always exhilarating, presence of a wet, probing tongue. My young and eager massage boy went to town for about ten minutes and brought me close without ever turning me over. As if sensing this, he slowly removed his face from my posterior and asked if I get on my back. I complied but needed to piss so I got off the table and started toward the bathroom. It occurred to me that my dick had leaked a lot of precum so I turned and asked him if he would be so kind as to clean that up. He was across the room and on his knees in a second and eagerly tongued my cock and made "all gone". I returned to the table and he worked my chest (nipples played with and sucked) shoulders, legs and feet til I was moaning with pleasure. He then massaged my head, temples and ears which was surprisingly tender and erotic. He finished me up with yet another tongue bath...this time on my balls...and worked his way up to a 5 minute blowjob while he massaged my prostate. He took my load fully and then shot his on my freshly washed sack. Waste not, want not, he then cleaned up his cum with another lick session that almost got me going again!

 

We saw each other many times after that with the sessions getting longer and a bit kinkier. But I'll save that for another thread.

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Once, many years ago, I was visiting San Francisco and scheduled a massage. It took place in the masseur's home. He had me lie on his granite kitchen counter for the massage. It was uncomfortable for many reasons. The hard stone had no give, It was cold. And it was in the middle of a large room. I felt like I was on display (and not in a good way.) That was memorable for the wrong reasons.

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Several years ago I decided try someone new and give my regular masseur a break. I arrived at the young man's apartment and my regular masseur comes outside to meet me! Or at least I thought it was my regular. When the guy shows no sign of recognizing me I come to realize I am about to get a massage from his twin brother.

 

And it was awesome. I spent the next couple of years covertly comparing the two.

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The unexpected boundary-push can be the most thrilling. I had been using one of those in-home massage app services, always purely for legit massage, and I liked it and knew what I was getting. I got a male therapist one night. He proceeded to do his thing for 30 minutes, technically great in a therapeutic sense. I was pretty new to the service and had by luck gotten mostly female therapists up to that point, and for whatever reason I had been in the habit of wearing briefs during massage. This guy, though, was intent on working on the glutes, so he, after asking, slid his hands right up and slid the underwear off. Nothing climactic or naughty occurred but for the rest of the session he showed that he had no fear of boundaries: lots of comprehensive glute work and, on the other side, getting deep into top of the front of the thighs... Cool, I thought, and enjoyed it and it ended.

 

Made another generic booking some time later and the same dude responded. This time, I was sure to have no clothes in the way so I could enjoy the deep muscle work. Massage proceeded as normal, I flipped onto back, and as he worked on various parts of upper leg, the sheet kept getting folded into a smaller and smaller coverage. Even if I'm not looking for any extras in a massage, I don't get embarrassed and tend just to let myself get erect if it happens. This guy's work on my legs and hips was having an extra-direct effect so of course I was pretty pumped up. Eventually, there was only a narrow strip of sheet covering just my junk, and I was blissed out so much that there was probably only an inch of clearance with the head. Once the guy, standing at the head of the table, started running his hands down on either side all the way down through to the legs, it was pretty damn electric. And then the sheet came off and things went manually to a highly satisfactory ending! Made me want to chase that experience of the unexpected bonus, forever!

 

And then there was the third visit, where I was surprised yet again... You never know.

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I was getting a massage from @BunnyBixler, and the lotion bottle rolled off the table, and when Bunny moved forward to apply extra pressure, he stepped right on the the lotion bottle. Squashed it to bits. He went to his supply cabinet to get more lotion, and it was locked.

 

Can you imagine? We had to call the massage off! Well, it was ghastly. Well, it was just ghastly!

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The unexpected boundary-push can be the most thrilling. I had been using one of those in-home massage app services, always purely for legit massage, and I liked it and knew what I was getting. I got a male therapist one night. He proceeded to do his thing for 30 minutes, technically great in a therapeutic sense. I was pretty new to the service and had by luck gotten mostly female therapists up to that point, and for whatever reason I had been in the habit of wearing briefs during massage. This guy, though, was intent on working on the glutes, so he, after asking, slid his hands right up and slid the underwear off. Nothing climactic or naughty occurred but for the rest of the session he showed that he had no fear of boundaries: lots of comprehensive glute work and, on the other side, getting deep into top of the front of the thighs... Cool, I thought, and enjoyed it and it ended.

 

Made another generic booking some time later and the same dude responded. This time, I was sure to have no clothes in the way so I could enjoy the deep muscle work. Massage proceeded as normal, I flipped onto back, and as he worked on various parts of upper leg, the sheet kept getting folded into a smaller and smaller coverage. Even if I'm not looking for any extras in a massage, I don't get embarrassed and tend just to let myself get erect if it happens. This guy's work on my legs and hips was having an extra-direct effect so of course I was pretty pumped up. Eventually, there was only a narrow strip of sheet covering just my junk, and I was blissed out so much that there was probably only an inch of clearance with the head. Once the guy, standing at the head of the table, started running his hands down on either side all the way down through to the legs, it was pretty damn electric. And then the sheet came off and things went manually to a highly satisfactory ending! Made me want to chase that experience of the unexpected bonus, forever!

 

And then there was the third visit, where I was surprised yet again... You never know.

Is it possible to request the same masseur? Maybe by the second visit you can hire him directly. :)

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The latest massage at my chiropractor was with a male therapist. Most of the therapists are women. I had tried this particular male therapist before, but when I tried to reschedule him he had moved on. Lately he showed up again so jumped at the chance. He was so soothing. A serene, masculine young man. Nice body. Not super muscular. Just strong and lean. His skills had improved so much, and I do need that kind of healing massage. At one point he was standing at the end of the table behind my head, manipulating my shoulders and arms. He leaned across my body and his firm flat stomach leaned against my face. Felt nice. I'd never had one of the therapists lean into me like that. Maybe it was unintentional and meant nothing, but I liked and hope it happens again. I'd like to find out if he offers massage outside the clinic but worry the question would seem inappropriate. For now, I enjoy thinking about how nice my sultry, strong, lean therapist made me feel. Look forward to his soothing hands on again.

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The latest massage at my chiropractor was with a male therapist. Most of the therapists are women. I had tried this particular male therapist before, but when I tried to reschedule him he had moved on. Lately he showed up again so jumped at the chance. He was so soothing. A serene, masculine young man. Nice body. Not super muscular. Just strong and lean. His skills had improved so much, and I do need that kind of healing massage. At one point he was standing at the end of the table behind my head, manipulating my shoulders and arms. He leaned across my body and his firm flat stomach leaned against my face. Felt nice. I'd never had one of the therapists lean into me like that. Maybe it was unintentional and meant nothing, but I liked and hope it happens again. I'd like to find out if he offers massage outside the clinic but worry the question would seem inappropriate. For now, I enjoy thinking about how nice my sultry, strong, lean therapist made me feel. Look forward to his soothing hands on again.

 

There's nothing wrong with asking him if he has private clients. Do it in the room not out front by the receptionist. Be professional. If he's in OC, please DM me the details if he does accept private clients. A good CMT is always nice to find.

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I was getting a massage from @BunnyBixler, and the lotion bottle rolled off the table, and when Bunny moved forward to apply extra pressure, he stepped right on the the lotion bottle. Squashed it to bits. He went to his supply cabinet to get more lotion, and it was locked.

 

Can you imagine? We had to call the massage off! Well, it was ghastly. Well, it was just ghastly!

That is hysterical. The whole thing was made bearable by downing a few Upson Daquiris ......Huuunnney.

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At least two are worth remembering, for very different reasons.

 

Both were many years ago. One was at the masseur's place over on the mid-east side of Manhattan, I think in Waterside Plaza. The masseur was a tall (he advertises as 6'5") very nicely muscled black guy, at the time probably in his late 20s. We started per usual on my stomach, and he gave a very good back massage and then went to work on my glutes, with some nice sensual passes of his hands, for quite a while. There was a pause, and I was relaxed enough that I didn't think anything of it, and I heard a sound I should have recognized. In a moment, he was on top of me, trying to enter me. The noise had been a condom wrapper. I'm a top and an anal virgin, and he was very large. Needless to say I reacted very, very negatively. He tried to make it out like I had given him signals or something, but I think it was more he really liked my ass (other masseurs have offered, LOL), got turned on, and decided to help himself. He still advertises on A4A, says he's 32 but he's got to be well into his 40s. And his current ad says he's in the Times Square area.

 

The second was a young guy, probably early 20s, shorter and leaner, a few inches under six feet. The massage was in an apartment just off of Fifth Avenue in Chelsea, in the high teens. He was skilled and also hot. He did a nice job on my back, butt and legs, and then I flipped over. As I watched him work on my front, I soon had a full on hard on. He got up on the massage table and straddled me, with my erection occasionally rubbing against his hot butt and was working on my chest or shoulders or something and then, in an amazingly deft move, slid himself right onto me and started riding me. I came almost instantaneously, as I was trying to get him off me since it was BB.

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One evening as I was preparing to go for a long drive, I scheduled a session with a guy I’d seen several times. He was older, average-looking, but gave a terrific massage with the usual HE. When I called, he said he had a surprise and to hurry on over. His surprise was a brand-new massage table! He had just assembled it and I was its first client. So I stripped and climbed on. The massage started just when all of a sudden, the legs buckled and I went crashing to the floor. It all happened so fast I didn’t know what to think. Once we realized no one was hurt, we started laughing hysterically. What the hell, I was already “on” the table, so he squatted down, crawled around, and finished the massage. Memorable? Oh hell, yeah.

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I've had so many memorable ones, for good and bad reasons, that I needed to think about this for a few days before I responded. At first, I thought it might be the first time a therapist I had seen frequently was comfortable enough with me to take the massage to a different level. But after thinking about it, without a doubt, it was this one:

 

I used to travel to the West Coast for work a lot. Before one of the trips in 2011, I was looking through ads and saw one in the LA area that caught my eye. I don't remember if it was in massagem4m or masseurfinder, but it was in the therapeutic section, and he was very explicit that his massage was strictly therapeutic. This was a little over a year after my first massage from a man, so I will still looking more for a "therapeutic with the possibility of sensual elements" than the "explicit guarantee of an erotic" massage experience. We exchanged a couple of emails and planned on a two-hour appointment my last evening in the area. When I got to his place that evening, he was wearing a tight white tank top and greeted me with a huge smile. We hit it off instantly, and I felt comfortable with him from the second he laid his hands on me. I usually like to lie there and enjoy, but we chatted during most of the massage. Yet, I was completely relaxed. His hands were magic, and he paid attention to the little things and pointed out things he noticed about my body that no therapist had ever taken the time to mention. His work on my feet was tremendous, to the point that I had to force myself to stay awake because I didn't want to miss a second of the time with him. As the massage drew to a close, his touch became more sensual. It wasn't anything outright erotic, but it was enough to arouse me. He took off his tank and shorts, and I could see he was aroused too. He had a beautiful musclecub body that was covered in fur, and we enjoyed a fun post-session interactive session together. I had arrived at his place at 9 p.m. and didn't leave until well after 1 a.m.

 

During subsequent trips to his area over the next year-and-a-half, I always made sure that I scheduled a session with him. Most of them turned out like the first one with a variation here or there. Maybe he would take off his shirt earlier in the massage, or he would rub against me at some point in the session and things would turn to fun. He did always give me the full massage time, though. That first one was still the most memorable, mainly because of the way things evolved and my instant comfort with him.

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