I was in the area, and my meeting finished at 3 pm, so I thought I’d try out Urban Male. Turned out to be the best choice I could have made!

It looks totally nondescript from the outside, with a white opaque glass front. Once you enter, you can immediately tell this was a classy joint. I sat down on the comfy sofas, and the black-uniformed mamasan came up to me with the menu. From the corner of my eye, I could see all of the masseurs lining up at the other end of the room.

First I had to pick the service: I went for the 90-minute coffee-yoghurt scrub and aroma oil massage combo. A little pricier than most at THB 1,200 – but I figured I should live a little!

Next came picking the masseur. There were about a dozen of them lined up: some shirtless, some not; some medium-built, some pretty muscular. But without exception, all of them were great lookers! I asked the mamasan who he recommended, without getting into my likes or preferences. He pointed out three who he claimed I would enjoy. I went with one of his suggestions, and picked a boy who was still wearing a shirt, but seemed to be medium-built.

The boy – he went by John as I later discovered – guided me to the end of the room, and up the stairs. Evidently this was a townhouse taken over by the Urban Male folks. There seemed to be 3-4 floors, each with two massage rooms and a toilet on each floor. We went into a room on the second floor.

The room itself was pretty good, and almost of luxury spa quality. Sure, it was smaller in size than luxury spa treatment rooms, but definitely larger than most of the other massage places. Very well appointed, with a massage table, mirrors on two sides and a huge glass-enclosed shower area at one end. You can tell they have spent serious money on the place!

John didn’t speak much English, but just about enough to be able to communicate without much difficulty. First he asked me to undress and shower, while he got everything ready for the scrub. He also produced a wooden lockbox, for me to put my valuables if I wanted. Nice touch! I undressed and jumped in the shower while he put a new sheet on the table and hung up my clothes.

He took of his shirt, but left his pants on and started the scrub. Which wasn’t bad - he did an okay job and there was nothing but the incidental touching of my sexy bits. I found the coffee-yoghurt combination to be a little runnier than I would have liked, but no real complaints.

Once the scrub was done, he asked me to shower again. In a couple of minutes, he joined me in the shower. He had shed his pants now, and only had his briefs on. He cleaned every inch of me thoroughly, without making it too sexual. Dried me off with a big towel and it was massage time.

I lay face down and he started with my feet. In the mirror I could see that he had removed his underwear – so things were looking good! I soon discovered that John’s massage abilities were well above average. I wouldn’t complain if I got a similar quality massage in a spa! He spent a lot of time working on my feet, calves, shoulders and glutes: all of which I like having worked over! After about 40 minutes of being massaged on both sides, he skillfully transitioned into the après-massage special.

I’m not going to get into the gory details, but I just have one word: wow! For the next half hour, we got into everything but penetrative sex. He did ask if I was interested in anal though – but I wasn’t. Once we were done. We lay there for a couple of minutes to recover and then it was time to shower. Again, he got in the shower with me and we spent a lot of time washing and drying each other.

By far the best experience I have ever had! Needless to add, he got a great tip! I would have called John over to my hotel, but I had to leave Thailand that night. Going back next month on a 3-day business trip, and he’s going to be my first call!

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