Your first Erotic Massage

[pubic_assistance]

2 hours ago, Otterlybelievable said:

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.

Sounds like this guy was the magical unicorn of massage.

Pretty much what everyone dreams of, but rarely finds.

 

[Otterlybelievable]

8 hours ago, pubic_assistance said:

Sounds like this guy was the magical unicorn of massage.

Pretty much what everyone dreams of, but rarely finds.

 

Absolutely. He’s sort of the gold standard I’ve compared every other masseur to since, and only a few have come close to matching his blend of excellent massage and eroticism

[Becket]

This is the most X rated thread I've ever encountered on this site.  Thank you. 

[SFGateboy]

My first foray into sensual massage (not even erotic), was when I had flipped over, draped and still in my underwear but obviously excited, and the provider asked, "Would you like more neck work or switch to sensual work?"

 

Um, sensual please... 😃

[Whippoorwill]

My first erotic massage was my first massage period. I was in my early 20's, living in Iran, and visiting with straight American buddies. In those days (1960s) most people went to the public baths, even if they were upper class and had a bathroom at home. Part of the male bath ritual was a masseur scraping your skin with a stirgil and applying a depilatory to the typical hirsute Iranian man, and then an excellent massage. One of the buds went to the neighborhood bathhouse, and came back ranting and raving that, while lying on his stomach, the masseur stretched his arm behind him and closed his hand around the masseur's erect cock ("and it was a fucking little cock."). When Iranian men went to the bathhouse, they wrapped their loins tightly in a long towel made for the purpose, kind of like a diaper, keeping the family jewels out of bounds. When this masseur walked in on the naked (as we would expect) American, he knew what all Iranian men knew, that this was a signal that sex was desired. While my buddy was horrified, I immediately knew what I wanted and how to get it, and as soon as it was politic, took my leave and headed to the bathhouse. I laid face down on the table, naked, and before I left, got fucked by the masseur. In those days a massage was 25¢, and a fuck another 25¢ tip. You can be sure I enjoyed many a bathhouse dalliance for the next couple of years that I was there.

I noted that all Iranian men knew this was the deal, and fathers always accompanied their teenage sons to their weekly bathhouse ritual, to be sure there weren't any extras. Not that the teenage sons were't doing each other...girls were essentially locked away in purdah...and what's a guy to do? Despite the reputation that homosexuality was strictly forbidden, like all things that are forbidden, it just means that no one is regulating them since they don't exist, and in fact they are rampant. When in 2007, then-Iranian President Ahmadinejad said in NYC "In Iran, we do not have homosexuals like in your country", all of my gay friends who had lived there were rolling in the aisles laughing. Of course, many of the guys were "situational homosexuals" who only had sex with men until they married a woman. However, there were also plenty of gay guys who were gay, if closeted to one degree or another, and definitely were lifelong adherents to cock.  

 

[TonyDown]

The provider had a studio in an older building on Lake St.            not far from Lake Calhoun in MPLS.

It was a Saturday during the day.  The entrance was tucked away in back, a sort of peculiar way to enter.  I arrived early, just as the provider appeared on skates, back from a few laps around the lake.  I remember wondering to myself what kind of reaction he expected skating around in public wearing a tank top and very short white shorts. 

He had a nice body and a nice smile.  He unlocked and led me in.  He switched on background music, Yanni. 

I still remember his long strokes, me on my stomach, his hands gliding from my ankles up to my glutes, teasing a specific location in a way that I loved, arousing me so much that he found additional real estate available to brush his fingers against, so that I would know that he knew I was hard.

I was too new and too shy to imagine MT with him.  At the end he asked if I'd like an orgasm.

 

Edited March 13, 2023 by TonyDown
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[pubic_assistance]

14 hours ago, Whippoorwill said:

many of the guys were "situational homosexuals" who only had sex with men until they married a woman. However, there were also plenty of gay guys who were gay, if closeted to one degree or another, and definitely were lifelong adherents to cock.  

Thank you for sharing your experience.

I found this same culture in Turkey. Particularly Istanbul, where many of the handsome young men take a male "lover" until he marries. Homosexual activity is on the up-tick with these "situational homosexuals" because now the girls want to get a college degree before they marry. 

There are many bath-houses in Istanbul, that have a reputation for being virtual brothels, with a primarily immigrant ( mostly Syrian and Kurdish ) masseurs who service unmarried men.  Homosexual is a term reserved for men who never marry. Even if you continue to get your dick sucked by young refugees, in marriage, you're still not considered a "homoesexual".  Bisexuality is quite common, yet the word doesn't seem to exist in their vocabulary.  It's a one-eye-open/ one-eye-closed part of their culture.

[asian sensatin]

On 3/13/2023 at 4:28 PM, pubic_assistance said:

Thank you for sharing your experience.

I found this same culture in Turkey. Particularly Istanbul, where many of the handsome young men take a male "lover" until he marries. Homosexual activity is on the up-tick with these "situational homosexuals" because now the girls want to get a college degree before they marry. 

There are many bath-houses in Istanbul, that have a reputation for being virtual brothels, with a primarily immigrant ( mostly Syrian and Kurdish ) masseurs who service unmarried men.  Homosexual is a term reserved for men who never marry. Even if you continue to get your dick sucked by young refugees, in marriage, you're still not considered a "homoesexual".  Bisexuality is quite common, yet the word doesn't seem to exist in their vocabulary.  It's a one-eye-open/ one-eye-closed part of their culture.

Could you share some of the bath houses in Istanbul as I am travelling there in September 

[pubic_assistance]

6 hours ago, asian sensatin said:

Could you share some of the bath houses in Istanbul as I am travelling there in September 

I was speaking to their reputation, not to my personal experience with the bathhouses in Istanbul.

Plus much has changed in recent years regarding all nightlife with a move toward a more Islamic state Government and traditional values being enforced.

Best to do your research before getting caught up in a sting operation by Erdogan's morality police.

[BigNoiseDallas]

Mine was in the late 90s. He was both a masseur and an escort; as a newly out male, I opted for the massage and it was hot. His name was Rocky, he massaged out of his house in a Dallas suburb. Think he has since relocated to VA/DC/MD; he would be mid to late 50s by now, not sure if he's still in the business.

[Mark4133]

I had my first erotic massage when I was 20, back in the early 90’s. Those days in the SF Bay Area, the Chronicle would list massage ads in the classifieds, and I found a man named Steve up in Marin County/San Rafael that offered massage. It was my first massage from a man. He turned out to be very handsome, in his 40’s, and fit. He asked if I ever had a massage or a sensual massage or been with a man. I told him this was my first on all fronts. The massage was great—I was super nervous so it helped me relax too. He massaged my inner thighs and then played with my ass a bit. He then put his face next to mine so I turned and we kissed (first kiss with a man). He got on the table and we made out for a few minutes. He then asked if I wanted to try anything and I told him I wanted to try oral, so we sucked each other off. He asked if I wanted anything else and I told him I wanted to try anal sex. He walked me through how to relax and get fucked…it was so erotic but also a tender moment. I ended up going back a few times and each time he would massage for about 30 minutes and then we’d go have sex in his bedroom. Great memory! 

[Shyguy76]

My first massage that went beyond a HE took place at the now defunct Living Fresh in NYC. He was a handsome Asian man with a super fit tight body. The massage started off rather typically until he started on my glutes. He made sure that his obviously erect dick grazed my head and hands. Soon he was nude as well and it became a full hook up. I straddled him on the table and we passionately kissed. He wanted to fuck me, but we didn’t have protection. From then on, I would come more prepared and we would have anal sex, always in the back room with the large tub (if anyone had the pleasure of getting that room). It was nice and spacious and we could fuck to our hearts’ content. It was always so hot knowing what we were up to when there were legitimate massages happening down the hall. 

[xsslg]

My first time was at an Asian/Thai massage parlor where everything seemed legitimate and above the board. Everyone worked in uniforms and all the rooms are very private. Had to fill out forms and provide medical history and stuff.

From my experience, the strength of the therapist matters a lot for Thai massage, and I'm not straight, so I didn't want to deal with the ladies and specifically asked for a masseur that seemed quite muscular and masculine. 

He kept it entirely therapeutic for the first half of the session and the technique was incredible. As I flipped over and he progressed to work on my legs, he "accidentally" touched my bulge a few times (I kept my sports brief on) and was doing long strokes on my glutes + inner thigh, so inevitably I started getting hard. It was the first time I received treatment like this so I was pretty embarrassed, but also a bit excited. I tried to take deep breaths which did help my dick calm down, but then he would come back and make me hard again. Just when I thought that might be all, he started massaging my groin and directly on the bulge. That's when I got rock hard and the boner wouldn't go away anymore no matter how hard I tried. I'm pretty hung and the brief was quite tight, so at this point, the bulge became just too obvious to hide. My precum has also wetted quite a spot.

Before I knew it, he pulled down my brief (I was in disbelief but decided to go with it), and put my thing in his mouth, then I got the best blowjob + handjob I've ever received in my life for the next 20 minutes during which he also pushed me to the edge a few times but made sure the climax kept building up. Towards the end of our session, I told him I was getting close again, and thought he'd pause like before, but he just went on and made me shoot the biggest load I've felt ever in his mouth. He had such great control of the rhythm and I came in total surprise, so it was mind-blowing. 

I was too nervous to touch or look at his body, but as I cum I realized he got rock hard too, so I helped him finish off as well. 

Later he told me this is not allowed by their business, but he couldn't resist it after seeing my body. Oh well, he definitely deserved the big tip I left. 

[francisssgorg]

My first ever "Erotic" massage was back in my country and it's so lame that it was a literal rub and tug situation. I was a late bloomer back then and still a virgin even though I was about to finish college. It was not my first sexual awakening, but I think it might be like the second time I was touched by a man so for me, it was an exciting and erotic experience. My sexual life back in high school and early years of college were only filled with gay porn and reading erotic stories/confessions and in one of those sites that I follow (almost similar format to this one) I've read about how it can be thrilling to have "happy endings" in massage parlors. Some would do the thing inside the massage place itself, some would do outcalls, but the most popular is that they would do it in some cheap motels (which can be found everywhere in my country). I tried to learn the SOPs of how can I have a successful erotic massage just from reading reviews and asking those people who have done it... In my hometown, every spa or massage parlor has masseurs or "providers" that are willing to do HE (actually in our country, it was called extra service or ES 🤣). 

So I tried my first ever massage at a place nearby and without any knowledge of who to pick but just the hopes of scoring a good one. They asked me if I'd pick a male or a female therapist and I said male.. The bombastic side eye that the receptionist made, at that time felt weird, and I didn't understand it at first but when I got used to like the massage parlor and escorting scene, I understand now how shady that means if you're reserving for a male masseur if you're a man as well (I mean at least back then in my hometown) so but I proceeded with the typical stuff. So when I was inside the room, I didn't really understand at first if I should be fully naked or keep my undies on. My virgin ass self back then kept my undies on and covered the towel in crotch area. I was laying on my back when the masseur came in and said to me I should face down and lie on my stomach. Maybe the masseur was thinking "what an amateur"... But then ok he positioned me and started doing my back. He didn't really concentrate on it that much and then he started massaging my ass cheeks down to thighs..I was so nervous that time that I think I asked him if it's necessary, but then he said "it might have oil stains" or what ever so ok I removed it like in the most virgin like manner that made him ask "is it your first time doing a massage?" so I just said yes actually.. And then he made some small talk asking where I live, or what I do etc... And then I noticed that he concentrated on doing my ass cheeks and inner thighs to almost like the most stimulating strokes that I had (at that time). His dong was definitely touching the sole of my feet which made me even horny. So I think when I laid on my back, I already have like a slight hard on as to which he was just smirking... That's when he started to position at the head of my bed with his dong positioned on top of my head. He first did the head massage and proceeded with the chest massage... It was the first nipple play or stimulation that I had... It was the first time that I had it and I almost came with that alone. But that's when the negotiation began. So idk here but in my country, some  "providers" base their rate on the "services" that they will provide. Since I'm a newbie at that time and haven't even had any "oral" experience, I settle with having a mutual HJ in which the therapists in my hometown always call "lingam" even though it wasn't legit. But after the negotiations, he did what was asked and I came with several shots fired (I always c*m a lot idk why) but at that time, it was the most stimulating and most orgasmic unloading that I had (probably because of the mood and first time doing it in a massage place) as they say, you will never forget your first time 🤣 Ironically, this massage parlor is beside a church. 

That's the first ever erotic massage that I've had that made me a massage or maybe an HE addict.... And I've had a lot of massage/spa sexual encounters that will always be memorable to me 😂 I actually wanna share some but I don't know if there is a thread for that... 

[musclvr]

On 3/3/2023 at 5:17 AM, Otterlybelievable said:

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. 

Any chance this very muscular, now mid-30s Asian masseur advertise on rentmasseur? Would love to know if he moved to my area.

[Otterlybelievable]

6 hours ago, musclvr said:

Any chance this very muscular, now mid-30s Asian masseur advertise on rentmasseur? Would love to know if he moved to my area.

I never saw him on there since I wasn’t on those sites before he moved away, so I couldn’t say for certain if he’s ever been on them

[Michael PhD]

On 5/9/2019 at 7:44 PM, Jax said:

My first was with Texas Josh years ago as well! Many years. I was newly single and he was actually very sweet to me. Was never quite sure why as I could definitely sense there was something off underneath the smile. But the massage was technically proficient and the cock was big, generously shared and tasty. I went back over a few years but stopped about the time he started going on and on about hot shirtless Putin looked on that horse! To each his own but it was a real mood killer for me!

Wow. I’ve forgotten about him. He wasn’t my first but I did see him a few times. 

[Dangerxx]

1A: I was too nervous to interact and he knew. I also kept my boxers on. Outside of some brushes or pressing against on my erection, nothing happened. 

1B: This time I tested fate w/o boxers. Lying on my front, he focused a lot on my glues. Eventually, he started subtly rubbing lines against my hole. Then when I turned over he got on top of me and frotted. Eventually he stripped completely. He blew me and rimmed/fingered me till I finished. We showered after. During the session he said "I don't really do this, but I liked your vibes." We had barely spoken up till that point lol. 

[sumdud13]

I've been eyeing this one location in downtown Manhattan for a long time as there are none closer to me. The price was great and I was told that you're guaranteed a happy ending. Online reviews showed pictures and the location didn't look too sketchy.

I finally had plans in the city and went in extra early to check this place out yesterday! It was rainy and a bit miserable, but my body was aching and I definitely could use a release. I really had to check it out for myself.

It was a small little store front by a ton of other restaurants and cafes, I almost missed it. When I entered in, it wasn't busy at all for a Friday afternoon. The greeter asked me if I had a reservation, but I had none. He quickly checked to see if there was availability and there was!

He led me through the back and down the spiral stairs. As you descend the stairs, there's a picture of a muscular torso grabbing his crotch through his underwear... what a great sign! He led me to the first room partition and told me to get undressed and lay face down. I stripped totally naked and laid face down, adjusting my cock to be sticking out underneath between my legs and waited. A few minutes later, a man came in and to my disappointment, covered my whole body with a towel and a smaller towel over my head, the lights kept on. He began massaging me through the towel which got me questioning if this would be more of the professional massage or erotic. Some good signs were that he almost straddled his crotch above my head as he massaged my upper and lower back. He wasn't hard, but I almost wanted to reach my head or hands up and feel him up.

Every time he massaged my ass area, my cock would twinge. The towel would expose a little more but he would adjust the towel to cover me up. However, about 15 minutes into the massage, he folded the towel and exposed my back and butt. Finally, he got the massage oils and lathered my whole back and buttocks, quite sensually, with it.

While he massaged my hamstrings, he stayed more towards the outside of my leg but slowly and surely, he worked his way into my buttocks. I actually needed a massage so it felt really good. But knowing that he would probably end up giving me a handjob, made my dick continue to tingle. Soon enough, he was grazing my inner thigh along my cock. I'm relatively big, so he would massage my inner thigh but also touch my perineum and my cock as it was semi-hard.

25 minutes in, right after working on my inner thighs and ass, he asked me if everything was okay and if I wanted a longer session, so I asked for the 60 min massage. Once he heard that, he actually left the room and grabbed some hot stones to massage my back.

He continued to massage me but now, he was tickling and fondling my balls gently. This made me writhe with pleasure and my cock was definitely hard. At this point, I was 100% certain that I'd get the release I needed.

Around 40-45 minutes in, he turned off the lights and told me to turn over. My cock was erect and sticking up as I turned over. He was a bald Asian man wearing a mask, so I couldn't see his face. He lathered his hand and fondled my cock gently before stroking it with one hand. I spread my legs in excitement. After a few minutes, he put both hands on and went at it. He was bent over, and almost looked like he wanted to suck my cock but couldn't because of his mask. Soon enough, I was about to erupt, and almost wanted to tell him to stop so I could last a bit longer. But he vigorously pleasured my cock and I blasted several good spurts out, shooting to my shoulder and even past my ear.

He got a warm hot towel and wiped me down and gently patted my cock off with some paper towels. He covered me with a towel so I wouldn't get cold and went on to massage my face for a bit and then my lower legs.

At the 60 minute mark, he immediately stopped and said we were finished. I got dressed, peed, paid with a 15-20% tip, and left.

tl;dr the massage was slightly above average 6-7/10 but the HE was 10/10.

[francisssgorg]

@sumdud13 WHY won't you share where it is? 😂 Oh well, they always do have a release at the end I believe. Been there twice and the exact same thing happened. Like it's the SOP of the whole session. I'm already "immune" to the same old rub and tug stuff so I find it a bit boring.. But anyway if it's like a once in a blue moon situation for you then you would really appreciate an ending like that... 👍

[SpadeKing]

My first erotic massage was also when I lost my virginity. I was fresh off of college so still unaware of many things about erotic massages. This was very many years ago. Email exchange (I still have the emails of my inquiry haha!). I went in expecting a massage with a usual handjob ending, but I just couldn’t say no to a hot guy who went on top of me and started rubbing his tool around my hole. He asked if I want it inside. I said no, and he said okay. He later tried again and asked with a sweet boyfriend tone in his voice. It swooned me and I said sure but be very gentle. He was careful and gentle and kissed me gently as he slowly went in.

It’s a moment I wouldn’t forget because too many firsts happened that night. Although as I got older, I found that other masseurs just couldn’t live up to that experience. And I just don’t hire for an erotic massage anymore. For some odd reason, I now just enjoy therapeutic massages with a mix of sensuality and standard HE. I no longer look to hire for sex. Sex is a bonus if it happens. But I am now the guy who’s happy with a great massage and even just a simple happy ending (aka HJ, MT). I actually enjoy it more that way now. It could be because the standard was just set so high.

I tried googling his email address to see if his ad still comes up, and I unfortunately couldn’t find him anymore. He’s most likely an older guy now who moved on from his massaging life.

[dutchal]

I honestly don't remember what my first erotic massage was, but I remember two early ones, one of which was probably my first.

I think my first was with Jake Deckard at his place in Greenwich Village on a table.  In my shyness I think I stripped down only to my boxers and he then "encouraged" me to get a little more informal.  The massage was very, very good, as best I remember pretty much purely therapeutic, and the HE just standard, with MT of course, but I sure enjoyed it--that man just oozes masculinity.

The other was at my place, but the masseur brought a table.  He was a natural bodybuilder with a fantastic, rock-hard build.  The therapeutic part of the massage was a good as I've ever gotten from anyone, and after I flipped over and he finished the legit massage he oiled up his own front, climbed up on top of me, and we proceeded to have the hottest frottage session I can ever remember having.  Like a lot of people, I get really, really sensitive after I cum.  So we did the frottage with him on top of me, holding me tight.  And, after I came, he kept moving on top of me, and there was nothing I could do since he was so strong and had me pinned to the table.  I nearly passed out from the hyperstimulation.  When he finally climbed off of me, I was simply unable to move for a while, during which he cleaned me up.       

 

[Quiet]

My first erotic massage was also my first time with a man. He was on the Upper West Side and when I entered his apartment, I couldn’t find him. I got nervous, left, but came back to see him at the door. He was wearing very loose shorts and a tank top. He said he wanted to start by giving me a bath. It felt very nice and then he asked him to get on my hands and knees in the tub. He proceeded to wash me in various places… rather deeply. He dried me off and had prepared pillows on his living room floor for the massage. During the massage, he kept moving his balls to my hands. I was so nervous so I didn’t react like I should have (and would now).  He did jerk me off nicely though.  

[+ azdr0710]

Rio, 2012.....

I'd already gained plenty of "provider/escort"-style experience, but had had no "erotic massage"-type meetings by this point.....a few entirely therapeutic massages from friends after a hike or backpack, but they were utterly non-sexual.....

was at Pointe 202 with a couple forum friends that year and was encouraged to try a massage with the house masseur, a middle-aged professional dude.....it was my first time in RJ and I already knew the deal a good bit, but didn't know how the massage would - actually - go........a couple little knowing winks from the friends and I was off to the massage table....for those who know 202, I believe it was all the way upstairs off that large skylit room......I think I got fully naked and the massage was professional and relaxing.....the masseur stayed clothed......I knew it may get sexy, but not in what way......not remembering if there was any HJ stuff, but I mostly remember him trying earnestly to finger me toward the end and me clenching down - no way!.....I certainly chalk it up to not knowing what was going to happen and me just not ready for that at that moment.....

live and learn!......