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  • 2 weeks later...

I had had a number of sensual massages over time which included HEs but nothing out of the ordinary until I booked a NY masseur who became a well-known practitioner and later porn star, now married living in the mid-west. I went with expectations as his website did suggest that the session had a good amount of erotic content. Jack, let me give him that name, received me with just a towel wrapped around his waist and a smile. Great blue eyes, sexy beard, muscled chest and arms, a good number of tats, not my favorite, but the overall package was hot. A glass of cold lemon water in hand proved a great welcome that early summer day. He offered me the bathroom and asked me to take my clothes off handing me a towel. Once I came out of the bathroom, he called me from an upstairs loft and asked me to come up the spiral staircase. As I walked up my towel came undone, my already semihard cock becoming obvious. Oops, I said, apologetically, Jack just laughed appreciatively. He asked me some questions about pains and surgeries and after I told him that I wanted a relaxing massage Jack asked me to lay face down on the table. He still had his towel around.

 

The table was very low, and very soft covered with a clean sheet. He began by softly running his hands and fingers all over my neck, back, arms, legs, leaving the glutes for last. Palms first and then two fingers doing a soft inspection of my hairless crack. I was already moaning softly. Jack oiled his hands and the massage began. It was firm, with long strokes mostly used in the Californian-style massage. I felt wonderful. Most strokes paid attention to my ass and I was becoming increasingly excited. I am vocal and also express myself with body movements, in fact I am quite interactive. At one point I opened my arms a bit and my left hand felt Jack’s semi erect cock which I touched with my fingers moving them back to caress/massage his perineum, something I like to do. Jack gave an exclamation and his hands went deeper into my ass crack, grabbing my balls and already hard cock. I began a rocking motion as he moved one of my legs 90º to better massage my inner thigh, perineum, and the rest. I was moaning and had my right-hand fingers moving from his perineum to his ass hole, rubbing his twitching button. Harry, you are hot man, you are hot Harry, Jack kept saying. He took my hand away, and moved between my legs, his head on my ass, his tongue licking my hole, a first for me. He stayed there a couple of minutes and licked my back and neck offering his lips and tongues to mine. We glued our mouths and I turned face up. The massage degenerated into a sucking, licking, rubbing, chewing, rimming session. I am a leaker and Jack loved using his tongue to take my precum. Towards the end, Jack gave me a masterful blow job, hands on my nips and balls while I jacked him off. I exploded after a short while and then moved so I could suck Jack and made him come over my chest with a final hand job. This was my first truly erotic session which I had the luck to repeat with Jack several times later on until he moved away.

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  • 3 months later...

.... Mine was awesome and probably seemed hotter because I had no idea what to expect.

The same thing happened to me. This was on a trip to NYC and I went to see Stefano Visconti on the Upper West Side. I was too naive to know what to expect from a massage but it was an eye-opening experience. I am new to "The Spa" but have been posting on "The Deli" for years.

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Dmitri said:

... When he did the foot massage, in a smooth move, he took my one leg and put it at my side, and without asking dove into my ass with his tongue. He was very verbal, and kept murmuring how hot I was ( sure, I 'll take that LOL). I was a bit unsure whether to let him continue, but went with the flow. He must have rimmed me for over 15 minutes, and kept reaching and pinching my nipples at the same time as he was rimming me. I was rock hard and stroking myself, and reached over to him and he was rock hard. He kept being verbal, telling me to relax and enjoy his tongue. ...That's 22 years old for you! Great first erotic massage experience with an expert masseur....and an expert tongue!

Great story, @Dmitri You must have a most lickable ass.

 

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I remember that guy. He had this technique which takes your mind off of things (e.g., rimming and butt massage) and next thing I know, his big fat cock is in my ass, bareback.

 

Sidebar: I wish more guys in general knew how to arouse and get a guy’s hole to open up easily during sex. These masseurs know exactly how to get me loose and ready, but end up on a date with some top in a general sense, and he’s trying to shove his meat up my butt with no foreplay, or arousal.

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Sidebar: I wish more guys in general knew how to arouse and get a guy’s hole to open up easily during sex. These masseurs know exactly how to get me loose and ready, but end up on a date with some top in a general sense, and he’s trying to shove his meat up my butt with no foreplay, or arousal.

This sidebar makes me think you are more successful as a 'paying' customer. Would you give that impatient guy who rams it up your ass a second date?

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This sidebar makes me think you are more successful as a 'paying' customer. Would you give that impatient guy who rams it up your ass a second date?

 

The last guy who was impatient and tried to ram it up my ass was quite a character. I immediately shoved him off of me, put on my clothes and went home.

 

Unfortunately, you’re right.

 

From experiences with awkward dating/mating experiences with “regular” guys, my overall sense of reality has been warped by a combination of porn (where perfect, mind-blowing sex always occurs), toys (fleshlights: prostate stimulators), and hiring masseurs, that I’ve reached a point where I’ve damned near cut out dating and entertaining regular men all together.

 

I’ve found more “success”, in either pleasing myself, or hiring, as what I envision as good sex or great sensorial physical encounters always leave me thoroughly satisfied. With regular guys, there’s almost always some weird issue, conundrum, or kerfuffle, that just ruins it for me.

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It was during the winter break of my freshman year in college. I was in Waikiki, lying on the "gay beach," when a fit older guy approached me. He chatted me up and gave me his business card and offered me a free massage. It was very clear what his intentions were, and I was all for it. He was tall and well-muscled, a former bodybuilder, and a certified massage therapist. (I realize that this reads like a "Dear Penthouse" letter, but just go with it.)

 

He had his massage table set up in front of the TV with a mirror under the head cradle so you could watch gay porn in the reflection. I stripped naked and got on his table. He was very clearly a professional masseur and gave me an excellent massage. While he worked on my back, legs and butt, my hand was introduced to his extremely hard, veiny, and impressively large cock. I was a bit trepidatious at this point as I was fairly new to anal sex. But he was a sweet, tender gentleman and took his time with me.

 

The massage proceeded gloriously with him stretching my body in various positions, maximizing the amount of contact between us. He teased my hole and slowly began to open me up. When he flipped me over onto my back, I was hard and ready. He picked me up and took me into his bedroom. And...well, you know.

 

All this to say my first experience was amazing! It certainly defined an aspect of my sexuality which I continue to enjoy and explore to this day.

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  • 11 months later...

Oh my, what a memory!

It was summer 1995 (I was in my early 30s and yes I was quite handsome and hot 😎), working for a couple weeks in Hamilton, Canada. One day I went to Toronto to spend the day. After typical tourist stuff I decided to walk through what I knew was the "Gay Street" (can't remember the name or where..) and I saw a Massage Parlor for Men. I walked up the external staircase a bit ashamed and when inside I asked to the guy at the counter about prices (I think 70 CAN$), and he told me there were two masseurs available. I looked at this gorgeous muscular stud and of course I knew it was him. When in the private room he told me his name was Frank, that he was Italian Canadian, and he told me to take off my clothes and lay on the table. He was wearing shorts and a tight T shirt and that's how he started to massage me. When I started to feel his semi hard cock against my arm he whispered to my ear that for 50 more CAN$ he would get undressed. Of course I said yes, and as soon as he exposed his gorgeous body and cock we forgot about the massage and I got an amazing passionate fuck. 

Unforgettable after 27 years.

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  • 1 year later...

I just joined this site and thought this was as good a way to introduce myself as any (and might also ignite other new tales from other newbies like me). 

I was closeted when I had my first erotic massage. I asked the guy who waxed my back if he knew of any good massages. (He was the only guy who knew I was gay.) He said he had a new client who gave massages. He didn't know if he was any good, but said he was good looking. I texted the guy. He responded with a menu of options and prices. That was the first time I saw erotic massage as an option.  The description was brief and included "release" which I guessed correctly what that meant. I decided to take the plunge. 

I booked a 90-min afternoon session.  He met me at the gate to his complex wearing a tank top. He was very cute and had a sexy body (not buff but well-defined). He led me to his apartment and left the room to allow me to undress and get on his table. When I heard him come back in, I peered up to find he was naked too. I immediately got turned on thinking that this was definitely different from any other massage. 

It began with a legitimately great massage of my legs and backside with frequent brushes against his body and his hands gliding across my glutes. I don't really have a great sense of time, but he must have spent 45 minutes massaging the back of my body with more and more frequent sensual touches of my sensitive areas.  Then he got on the table with me and straddled my legs using his position to work more on my back. His cock was now hard and I could feel it rubbing against my ass. I was getting so turned on that my hips would rise every time he slid his body up against mine. 

Then I felt it. I was a virgin when it came to sex with a man so I wasn't entirely sure, but I was pretty sure that he was trying to fuck me. I was and still am very tight so it was taking him awhile in between applying extra lube. This gave me just enough time to decide that I really wanted it. When he finally found the right spot again, I lifted my hips and pressed against his cock so that he would know and I whispered to please go slow.

For what must have been 40 minutes, we enacted just about everything I had ever seen in a gay porn video. I was having the time of my life and I could tell he was thrilled to be giving me so much pleasure.  When we were face to face, we just started kissing. He had amazing lips that drove me crazy. It just made me explode.

I was covered in sweat (his and mine). I asked him if I could take a shower. He gave me a towel and off I went to clean up. When I came out, I expected to get dressed, but he told me to get back on the table and that he still had to work on the front of my body. I asked if he had time and he said he had cancelled his next appointment. I did as I was told and he began to massage my head and work his way down my body. As he got to my midsection, I was hard again. And so was he. And off we went again. 

I swear I thought I would die from physical exhaustion, but at least I'd die happy. After it was over, I told him it was amazing and that this was my first time with a man and that I had no idea what to expect. He told me that our mutual friend had texted him to say that he could have fun with me and that this was his idea of fun. This was already the most expensive massage I'd ever had, but I gave him a big tip on top. I told him that I would love to see him again. Unfortunately, he was heading out of town for few months and I haven't had the second session. 

In the meantime, I discovered there were many more men offering massages and I became hooked. And now here I am. 

 

 

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14 hours ago, TectonicThrust said:

I just joined this site and thought this was as good a way to introduce myself as any (and might also ignite other new tales from other newbies like me). 

I was closeted when I had my first erotic massage. I asked the guy who waxed my back if he knew of any good massages. (He was the only guy who knew I was gay.) He said he had a new client who gave massages. He didn't know if he was any good, but said he was good looking. I texted the guy. He responded with a menu of options and prices. That was the first time I saw erotic massage as an option.  The description was brief and included "release" which I guessed correctly what that meant. I decided to take the plunge. 

I booked a 90-min afternoon session.  He met me at the gate to his complex wearing a tank top. He was very cute and had a sexy body (not buff but well-defined). He led me to his apartment and left the room to allow me to undress and get on his table. When I heard him come back in, I peered up to find he was naked too. I immediately got turned on thinking that this was definitely different from any other massage. 

It began with a legitimately great massage of my legs and backside with frequent brushes against his body and his hands gliding across my glutes. I don't really have a great sense of time, but he must have spent 45 minutes massaging the back of my body with more and more frequent sensual touches of my sensitive areas.  Then he got on the table with me and straddled my legs using his position to work more on my back. His cock was now hard and I could feel it rubbing against my ass. I was getting so turned on that my hips would rise every time he slid his body up against mine. 

Then I felt it. I was a virgin when it came to sex with a man so I wasn't entirely sure, but I was pretty sure that he was trying to fuck me. I was and still am very tight so it was taking him awhile in between applying extra lube. This gave me just enough time to decide that I really wanted it. When he finally found the right spot again, I lifted my hips and pressed against his cock so that he would know and I whispered to please go slow.

For what must have been 40 minutes, we enacted just about everything I had ever seen in a gay porn video. I was having the time of my life and I could tell he was thrilled to be giving me so much pleasure.  When we were face to face, we just started kissing. He had amazing lips that drove me crazy. It just made me explode.

I was covered in sweat (his and mine). I asked him if I could take a shower. He gave me a towel and off I went to clean up. When I came out, I expected to get dressed, but he told me to get back on the table and that he still had to work on the front of my body. I asked if he had time and he said he had cancelled his next appointment. I did as I was told and he began to massage my head and work his way down my body. As he got to my midsection, I was hard again. And so was he. And off we went again. 

I swear I thought I would die from physical exhaustion, but at least I'd die happy. After it was over, I told him it was amazing and that this was my first time with a man and that I had no idea what to expect. He told me that our mutual friend had texted him to say that he could have fun with me and that this was his idea of fun. This was already the most expensive massage I'd ever had, but I gave him a big tip on top. I told him that I would love to see him again. Unfortunately, he was heading out of town for few months and I haven't had the second session. 

In the meantime, I discovered there were many more men offering massages and I became hooked. And now here I am. 

 

 

Hot erotic story and well written.  I'd sign up for a massage from him NOW!

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On 2/27/2023 at 9:43 PM, TectonicThrust said:

I just joined this site and thought this was as good a way to introduce myself as any (and might also ignite other new tales from other newbies like me). 

I was closeted when I had my first erotic massage. I asked the guy who waxed my back if he knew of any good massages. (He was the only guy who knew I was gay.) He said he had a new client who gave massages. He didn't know if he was any good, but said he was good looking. I texted the guy. He responded with a menu of options and prices. That was the first time I saw erotic massage as an option.  The description was brief and included "release" which I guessed correctly what that meant. I decided to take the plunge. 

I booked a 90-min afternoon session.  He met me at the gate to his complex wearing a tank top. He was very cute and had a sexy body (not buff but well-defined). He led me to his apartment and left the room to allow me to undress and get on his table. When I heard him come back in, I peered up to find he was naked too. I immediately got turned on thinking that this was definitely different from any other massage. 

It began with a legitimately great massage of my legs and backside with frequent brushes against his body and his hands gliding across my glutes. I don't really have a great sense of time, but he must have spent 45 minutes massaging the back of my body with more and more frequent sensual touches of my sensitive areas.  Then he got on the table with me and straddled my legs using his position to work more on my back. His cock was now hard and I could feel it rubbing against my ass. I was getting so turned on that my hips would rise every time he slid his body up against mine. 

Then I felt it. I was a virgin when it came to sex with a man so I wasn't entirely sure, but I was pretty sure that he was trying to fuck me. I was and still am very tight so it was taking him awhile in between applying extra lube. This gave me just enough time to decide that I really wanted it. When he finally found the right spot again, I lifted my hips and pressed against his cock so that he would know and I whispered to please go slow.

For what must have been 40 minutes, we enacted just about everything I had ever seen in a gay porn video. I was having the time of my life and I could tell he was thrilled to be giving me so much pleasure.  When we were face to face, we just started kissing. He had amazing lips that drove me crazy. It just made me explode.

I was covered in sweat (his and mine). I asked him if I could take a shower. He gave me a towel and off I went to clean up. When I came out, I expected to get dressed, but he told me to get back on the table and that he still had to work on the front of my body. I asked if he had time and he said he had cancelled his next appointment. I did as I was told and he began to massage my head and work his way down my body. As he got to my midsection, I was hard again. And so was he. And off we went again. 

I swear I thought I would die from physical exhaustion, but at least I'd die happy. After it was over, I told him it was amazing and that this was my first time with a man and that I had no idea what to expect. He told me that our mutual friend had texted him to say that he could have fun with me and that this was his idea of fun. This was already the most expensive massage I'd ever had, but I gave him a big tip on top. I told him that I would love to see him again. Unfortunately, he was heading out of town for few months and I haven't had the second session. 

In the meantime, I discovered there were many more men offering massages and I became hooked. And now here I am. 

 

 

Welcome to the massage forum @Tectonic Thrust.  Hope you'll have more hot stories for us.  Let us know of any other remarkable masseurs like this one. 😜

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On 2/27/2023 at 9:43 PM, TectonicThrust said:

For what must have been 40 minutes, we enacted just about everything I had ever seen in a gay porn video. I was having the time of my life and I could tell he was thrilled to be giving me so much pleasure.  When we were face to face, we just started kissing. He had amazing lips that drove me crazy. It just made me explode.

Did you film this event and post it on his ONLYFANS ?  This is quite a dream-cum-true tale for a first time.

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3 hours ago, pubic_assistance said:

Did you film this event and post it on his ONLYFANS ?  This is quite a dream-cum-true tale for a first time.

I did feel after that it was TGTBT and was worried that maybe he secretly filmed it. I no longer think that based on our call but is that a thing? Do providers ever secretly film clients?

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My first erotic massage occurred when I was in my early thirties with a hunky Asian dude who was maybe slightly younger than me.  I don't really remember many details since it was nearly thirty years ago, but I think I actually started out draped.  At some point, we were both naked and jerking each other off.  I remember hiring him a few times after that, and that started my long-running interest in erotic massage.

Back in the Craigslist days, I used to hire a lot of different guys for erotic massages.  I'd say a lot of them quickly turned into escort experiences since a lot of these guys were really not interested in doing the work required to give a proper massage.  I typically didn't mind as I was looking for the eroticism more than the massage, but my perspective has changed such that now I want a massage when hiring a masseur and will just hire an escort if I want play.

 

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My first erotic massage experience was about two years ago. I used to go to a male asian massage spot in the west village. One day I called to make a reservation with my regular guy and when the owner answered, he told me that my regular guy didn’t work there anymore but that he (the owner) would give me my massage at a discount. At the time the spa required that the clients and the masseurs kept our masks on so I didn’t get a great look at his face but I could tell that he was very muscular and in his early-mid 30s. He gave a really great massage with lots of stretching (including at one point, putting me into a seated position on the table, standing behind me, and putting me in a half-Nelson to help crack my back) and deep tissue work, which I loved, and the HE was pretty standard. After that first session with him, he gave me his personal number so I can reach out to him directly instead of just calling the spa, and he was flexible with keeping the building open later to meet with me due to my work schedule not usually lining up with their operating hours. 
 

A few months later the spa ended up closing down, but the owner texted me and told me that if I ever wanted a massage, I could go to his apartment and he’d massage me there. It was the first time I’d ever gotten a massage anywhere except for a spa so I was really nervous, but having met with him a few times I felt certain it wouldn’t be anything nefarious. He asked that I take a COVID test before I went since I’d be going into his home, and once I showed him my negative result and he showed me his, he said we could take our masks off. It was the first time I got to see how handsome he was in addition to having a very sexy build. 
 

We started off with him giving me a light rubdown in his shower, then we wrapped ourselves in towels and went into the bedroom where he had the massage table set up. The first part of the massage was pretty typical of my massages with him - excellent deep pressure, lots of stretching - with a bit more focus on my inner thighs and butt than usual, but nothing I felt was crossing the line beyond what I considered inappropriate. When I flipped over I saw that he’d removed his towel and put on a jockstrap that perfectly framed his butt, but before I could get a great look he put a hand towel over my eyes. He then proceeded to continue the massage as usual, and after starting the HE, I suddenly felt him take me into his mouth. After about a minute of this he stops, takes the rag off my eyes, and guides me from the massage table to the bed, where we spent over an hour enjoying each other. What had originally been a request for a 90 minute massage turned into a 3 hour experience that I’ll never forget. When we were done I remarked that that was a first for me, and he said that it was for him too but he was glad that my regular masseur stopped working at the spa so that he was able to connect with me. 
 

I saw him regularly (and exclusively) for several more months until he moved across the country to live with his sister. After he left I went looking to recreate the magic with a new provider and that’s how I came across masseurfinder, then rentmasseur, and eventually this forum. 

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