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24th June 2006, 02:31 AM
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I have tried both and I enjoyed both. It's exciting to fuck striaght guys but I think gay masseurs are more passionate and intimate. Overall, I think having a massage with gay masseurs is more enjoyable...and as the mamson at Hero put it...it is fulfiling.
I tried a striaght masseur for the first time at Albury about 10 days ago. First we ( a CFS companion and I ) went to Hero. It was my first time there. The mamason told us that all rooms were occupied and that means several masseurs had already been taken. The ones who were available did not attract me but I thought I could still go with one. But he then was booked by another customer who sat next to me !. So, we left Hero and walked to Albury. I booked a straight masseur and my CFS companion also had one. I was very excited as it was the first time I had had a massage and I had hoped to have sex with a striaght guy. As usual, in the massage room I was naked and lied down on my stomach while the masseur who was also naked gave me a massage. We talked and asked each other general questions such as what is your name, where are you from, blah blah blah. And then he said something that made my heart beat faster. He said : You have a nice and firm body. I replied : Thank you. You too. I thought it was possible that men can admire men, just like my sisters sometimes say Miss Universe are pretty. But then... He said : You are sexy. World oh world....I asked myself...can straight men really find gay men sexy ???. What message did he try to get across ?? I said : sexy? I am too old to be sexy. I am 10 years older than you. He said : Really ? I think you are just a few years older. I smiled. He might say it to please me. But why should I bother to check whether he said what he really thought. Afterall, I was going to be with him for just an hour before we went our way. Let be nice to each other while we are together, I thought. At this time his leg touched my hand. So, I started to feel and rub his leg gently. He did not move his leg away. My cock started to get hard but he did not see it....until he told me to turn over. I was embarrased and closed my eyes when he asked and laughed...what is this?. He then hold and masturbated my cock. I felt good. Then... He said : The mamason told me you would like to top me ? I said : Yes. He said : I rarely bottom. I usually refuse. What else should I say ?, I asked myself. I thought I was no way going to negotiate anything with him. I would just accept whatever he would offer me. So, I said nothing and let him played my cock with his hand. He said : Excuse me for a moment. I will come back shortly. He then left the room and returned over 5 minutes later. I saw he came back with lube and condom. He smiled and sat down. He started to suck my nipples while his hands busy trying to put condom over my cock. He lubicated my cock, and then lied down on his back with his legs up in the air. I wasn't too naive to not understand what he wanted me to do. There was a pain and tension in his face when my cock went inside his arse gently. He looked more comfortable when my cock went in completely, stopped and held there for a while. I then started to fuck him. If he did not like it he would push me away and I would stop. But he seemed to enjoy it as he grabbed my butt and pulled me in as if he wanted me to fuck him deeper. He moaned. I felt very excited. It was the first time I had fucked a striaght guy and I was thrilled. It did not take too long before I cumed and rest on his body. Unlike having a massage and sex with gay masseurs, there were no kisses, no hugs, no body rubbing, no cuddling and no gigling. I did not see any passion and intimacy in the air. It was a complete fuck and go business, I felt it that way.....       |
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26th June 2006, 06:49 AM
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I landed in Bangkok yesterday at noon from Kuala Lumpur. I had a full afternoon for some fun before catching my 11 PM flight back to the UK, so I decided to try massage parlor again!.
I arrived at Albury about 3 PM to find that it was not fully open and there were just about 3 - 4 masseurs. I decided to leave and told the mamason I would be back later. I then walked to Hero to find that it was the same - not ready. Never mind, I went shopping at a department store nearby. When I came back to Albury after 4 PM, there were already several masseurs and a couple customers who came together. One of the customers had offed a masseur just before I arrived, and I saw this customer making his way downstair for a shower. I ordered a drink and looked at the masseurs. Suddenly, the straight masseur, who I previously had a massage as I mentioned in my original post above, walked up the stairs. His name is Jack by the way. He has a good body, is from the south and has a handsome southern look. He was walking towards the bar. He paused a little when he saw me then smiled and kept walking. At the bar, another masseur was leaning on the bar. He had been looking at me since I arrived, I noticed. Jack saw this masseur looking at me. He told this masseur about me. As I could read his lips, he said "He fucked and paid well". Dear massage parlor lovers....Have you even wondered what these masseurs are talking about you while you are looking at them ?  To finish the story....Jack then came and sit in a chair by the TV lounge, 6 - 7 feet away from me. He kept looking at me and smiling. I did not call him to come over becasue I did not come here today for him but I was interested in another guy who I had seen last time. He sat there for five minutes then went downstair. I asked the mamason what Jack was doing downstair. The mamason said the customer who I just saw walking downstair for a shower had offed him just before I arrived. Jack went downstair to get ready. Ahhh...I could see the picture...but the jigsaw has never been completed because I still don't know why Jack sat in that chair looking and smiling at me while his customer was waiting for him downstair. The masseur, who I came for, still did not turn up. The mamason told me if the masseurs do not arrive by 6 pm it means they are not coming. My time was running out. I would have to go to my parent home to pack and pick up my luggages then head to the airport. So, I paid 60 baht for a Coke, then left. |
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