Gay Massage Experiences

I relish the sensual feeling of being touched and the exciting possibility of enticing the masseur into providing additional, intimate services. Whenever I travel to an LGBT-friendly city like Bangkok, Taipei, or Tokyo, I make it a point to seek out man-to-man massage services.

Bangkok

It's always a pleasant surprise whenever I visit everyone's favorite ASEAN city. I could be having a massage at a seemingly normal parlor, but halfway through, as I feel my erection stir and grow, the male masseur would often subtly suggest "extra services" for a tip.

The masseurs here typically pay close attention to my nipples when massaging my chest, rubbing aromatic oil and brushing ever so lightly against them. My nipples are definitely my weak spots; they invariably make me uncontrollably hard. Another common technique is using oil to massage the inner thighs, their fingers dancing closer to my growing desire.

Beyond these unexpected delights, Bangkok also offers establishments marketed specifically as "men-for-men" but strictly without additional services, as well as those that are explicitly for intimate encounters only.

I remember sitting in a gallery full of men, my eyes scanning the room, selecting a charming face and hot body to accompany me to a private room. I shed my clothes and lay on my front. Surprisingly, the guy gave a truly exceptional back and leg massage. When I finally turned over, my cock was rock hard, and I eagerly fucked him. On my very next trip, we even arranged to meet privately at my hotel room, a clandestine repeat performance.

Taipei

I've mentioned getting gay massages during my Taiwan trips in previous post. I engaged Captain Taiwan's service both times I was in Taipei. You add their account on Line, and they'll share the weekly lineup of male masseurs and their availability. Then, you're given the precise location of a rented private apartment.

I love the rush of excitement as the masseur opens the door, welcoming you into the apartment. More often than not, they look even better in person and hardly ever disappoint. Gentle spa music would be playing in the background as I stepped into the softly lit room.

After removing my shoes, I was ushered to the shower. After a quick wash, I shed the towel around my waist and lay down, anticipation buzzing through me. By now, the handsome masseur would already be in his underwear (or jockstraps), his body a tantalizing promise.

The session often came with a superb massage—gentle yet firm—melting away all the knots and aches. Things started to truly spice up when he began to lube me with the aromatic oil, his warm chest sensually rubbing against my back.

He asked if I enjoyed his massage and if I engaged this service often. I told him I loved to try it whenever I visited Taipei. He mentioned that usually, it’s local and/or older gay men who are the customers. As we chatted and he continued rubbing me, my cock got throbbed with desire, and I hesitantly asked if I could kiss him. He normally didn't allow it, but then, with a playful glint in his eye, he said, "You're an exception."

I turned over, and we kissed deeply, our lips intertwining as he continued to massage my chest and stroke my thighs, his touch igniting every nerve ending. My cock was painfully hard, and after 15-20 minutes, it was time for me to release my load. I thanked him for the session, making a mental note of his name and a firm reminder to engage him next time.

The very next day, feeling undeniably horny again, I texted Captain Taiwan. Unfortunately, the guy from yesterday wasn't available at my desired time, so I asked for recommendations. The admin shared a hidden profile that wasn't in the usual lineup and told me this one was "reserved for special customers only."

I had the session with a tall, hunky, tanned, native Taiwanese man. His approach was bold and playful. When I stepped out of the shower, he was already naked, his powerful body on full display. He immediately proceeded to give me an oil massage—and a truly exceptional one. Besides releasing my knots, he seemed to intuitively unlock new pleasure points within me. He turned me over, and my cock was rigid. Seeing this, he sensually grabbed it and, with a confident smirk, sat directly onto my cock. I was fucking him, and he was clearly reveling in the wild ride on my cock. He then asked if he could fuck me, and we did it in missionary and doggy style, each thrust deepening the pleasure.

After we both released our loads, I commended him on how incredible he was, promising a five-star review and a glowing text to the admin. It was only then that he revealed he was actually the boss and the admin handling the chat himself! So, he must have heard good feedback about me from the other masseur and cleverly "tricked" me into this session with him. Very well played indeed.

Tokyo

The Japanese experience is very similar to Taipei, though there's an added layer due to the charming language barrier.

My first masseur was a short but very hunky and sweet guy who gave me a wonderful massage with a happy ending, and we even shared a shower together, the warm water cascading over our bodies.

The second time was with a hunky, tall Japanese man with facial hair, strikingly similar to my Japanese porn crush. As I was only in transition between locations, I didn't have much time or enough yen with me. I'd signed up for the standard 60-minute session, but he was absolutely my type, and I desperately wanted to spend more time with him, so I upgraded to 120 minutes with aromatherapy oil.

He turned on his charm and also turned on his Google Translate so we could understand each other, bridging the linguistic gap. I confessed I really liked Japanese men with facial hair like him (without revealing my specific fetish for Japanese gay porn), and he, in turn, said he liked tall guys like me and wanted a boyfriend who looked just like me. I brushed it off playfully, but my cock was already hard. He told me he preferred to bottom, and I was more than happy to let him sit and ride my cock with abandon. I love this position as our eyes could meet, we kissed passionately, and we were fondling each other’s nipples. His chest was slightly hairy, making him the perfect masseur I had envisioned.

We then switched to doggy style, and I found myself pounding into him, making him moan like my bitch. Hearing his erotic sounds fill the air, I fucked him even harder, and he begged me to breed him. I shot every hot drop of my cum juice deep inside him, and his ass overflowed with my seed. We lay down side by side for me to jerk him off, and he came all over, his cum splattering onto my chest too. We kissed, resting in our satisfied haze, before I showered and made my move.

Singapore

In Singapore, I once tried a mutual friend's service, an oil massage that ended with bukkake all over my face. He lived alone in a spacious three-room HDB flat; he had knocked down walls to create a truly open setting. He meticulously instructed me to clean myself and ensure my ass was thoroughly prepared.

He then proceeded to give me an oil massage—firm, gentle, and profoundly sensual. He moved down to rim me provocatively and finger my eager hole. He fed me his cock for me to suck, teasing my mouth with his length. He didn't fuck me, but he was an expert at edging me, masterfully bringing me to the brink of climax before finally masturbating me until I came. Then, he deliberately walked over to the side of my face to jerk off, releasing his cum directly onto my eager skin.

There was also a sensual male massage session in the city area where nothing more happened, and two different places in the East. One offered a truly excellent spa service with floral baths and an indulgent oil massage, and the other was a four-hands massage culminating in a glorious happy ending.

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Do you enjoy gay massages? Where have you been, and do you have any recommendations?

Erotic Holiday in Bangkok

- Day 1 - 

The plane touched down at 11pm, half an hour ahead of schedule. I followed the signages that led me to the taxi queue. 

My hotel is located opposite the infamous Patpong Night Market. As it was late at night, the taxi had an easy time zooming through the streets of Bangkok, arriving at my hotel within 20 minutes. 

After checking in, I left my luggage in the room and headed out. My initial plan was to go clubbing at DJ Station but as I walked along the street of massage parlours, I decided to pamper myself with Thai massage from The Green Massage, located opposite Le Meridien Hotel Bangkok. 

I paid 300 baht to the cashier and requested for a male masseur, wanting to have a massage that would work my sore muscles. The staff was a tall, bulky guy who led me to the room. 

He started by working on the rear of my legs and moved his hands slowly up to my glute. There were a few "accidental" touches but I didn't entertain any dirty thoughts. When he was massaging my front, his hands came very near my groin. My cock started to erect when he was kneading my thighs. He gave a sheepish smile and squeezed my cock, commenting that I was hard. I simply smiled back, covered my erection with my hand and he proceeded on with the rest of the massage with arousing me further. 

I left The Green Massage and walked down the street hunting for G.O.D. Located within one of the alleys, I paid 300 baht for the entry fee which included 2 drinks. 

G.O.D. is a club for muscle boys and chasers. 90% of the guys were ripped and shirtless. I ordered my drinks and scouted the dance floor. The club wasn't fully packed (I was told later on that it was a holiday hence the smaller crowd) and feeling tired, I returned back to my hotel. 

- Day 2 - 

When I woke up, it was already 11am. I ate a quick meal from the roadside stall and returned back to my room. A couple of hours later, my food had been digested and I was ready to check out the hotel's fitness facilities. 

I changed into my sports gear and headed for the hotel gym. It was a small fitness room with just a few cardio machines and weights station. 

While I was doing my warm up on the trackmill, a group of Asian guys came in. All five of them were topless, some have towel wrapped around their waists and others were dripping wet. They 

came from the swimming pool which had a connecting door to the gym. 

The guys looked Japanese porn actors. Three of them were very hunky, one was athletic built, and the youngest guy was lean. They worked out topless in their wet towels and swimming shorts. The "daddy" had crew cut hair style with sideburn and well-trimmed beard. He reminded me of Koh Masaki. 

The "golden boy" had dyed gold hair and goatee beard. The surfer's hair was medium long, almost touching his shoulders. "Mr Black Shirt" was clean shaven and was the most pleasant looking. The "boy" was the youngest and thinnest. His hair was shaven in a military style crew cut. 

Watching them workout was like the prelude to a Japanese porn scene. The boy was made to lift heavy weights and he was groaning loudly, if I closed my eyes and listened, I would think that he was getting fucked by the rest. The hotel staff working at the gym told me that they were Japanese guests who came to learn Thai boxing. 

I left once I finished my workout. Feeling confused as I couldn't classify the encounter as erotic or comical. I went up to my room to change and headed to VCK near Ari BTS station. 

I reached VCK around 5pm. Several guys were relaxing near the bar and a lean fit, pleasant looking Thai guy caught my attention. He appeared shy and that made him even more attractive. His name is Ben and he has a well-trimmed moustache and some facial hair. 

We headed upstairs and looked for a room. Eventually we found a room and we took a quick shower. He told me to lie on the bed and gave me a back rub. My cock was getting hard as his hands fondled my back. 

I removed his towel and his dick was already hard. His cock was big and I could grab it with two hands. He kissed me from behind and rubbed his chin against my neck. I asked his sexual preference and he told me he was flex and rubbed his cock against my ass. 

I sucked his nipples and he returned the favour by licking my nipples and went down to suck my cock while I slowly finger his ass. He lay back and spread his legs as I grabbed his ankles and fuck him. His ass was tight as he had not bottom for two weeks. 

We switched positions and he rode on my cock. By now, his ass was more relax and he was riding excitedly on my dick. Eventually we cum and showered together. 

We headed to the bar downstairs and I bought him a drink. Through the conversation, I found out that he was 27 and came from northeast Thailand. After graduating from university, he worked as a laboratory assistant but the pay was too low so he changed career and became a hair dresser. We exchanged Line and arranged to meet another the next day. 

- Day 3 -

After lunch, I went to Yunomori Onsen & Spa. It was a traditional style onsen and we had to stripped naked to use the hot tubs. The crowd was a mix of gay and straight men, tourists and locals. There were white, Asians and Thai guys. 

While I was soaking in the mineral-rich hot tub, I spotted a lean muscular guy with tattoo on his leg. My cock became semi-erected as I watched him parade his naked body around the complex. I had to use the small towel to cover my private parts and tried to calm myself down in the cold water tub. 

Inside the steam room, I was approached by a tanned, bearish looking guy in his late 30s or early 40s. He followed me as I went to the soda tub and outdoor pool. Our knees would rubbed against each other and he would touch my hands when we were sitting next to each other. 

We made eye contact and I followed him to the toilet. Once we were alone, he grabbed my crotch and sucked my nipples. He showed his index finger, making the "1" sign, I assumed he was asking if I am top. 

We showered, changed and went to his car. He drove a white BMW 5 series but he doesn't speak English. Enroute he stopped by 7-Eleven to get condoms and KY Jelly. 

The moment we entered my hotel room, he locked the door. I went to washroom to pee. When I came out, he was sitting on chair and rubbing himself. 

We kissed and he stripped me off my clothes before removing his. He sucked on my nipples and began biting my neck. He became more aggressive and took control over me. He grabbed my hands, pinned me down, bit my nipples and left love bites all over my body. He pushed my thighs back, rimmed me and licked my balls. 

Then moved forward and face fuck me, made suck and choke on his cock. He had me sucking on his balls while he grabbed a condom and opened it. I was prepared to be fucked but it was too late. He lifted my legs. I gave up the struggle and he fucked my aggressive like a wild animal in heat. 

I hadn't bottom for long time and definitely wasn't expecting this power exchange. It was a mindfuck and I don't mind getting dominated once in a while . 

Mr Bear fucked hard. My moaning only made him even more excited. Lucky for me, his wasn't big and he cummed within 15 minutes. He left once he finished using my ass. My ass was a little sore and I was walking weirdly after the fuck. 

I cleaned up and headed to VCK to meet Ben. We were both happy to see each other. As it was Monday evening, it didn't take long for us to find an empty room. 

I took a shower while he stripped naked. We cuddled and kissed. Our cocks were hard and we were stroking each other. I love his big cock and smooth body. He was surprised to see the love marks all over my body and chuckled. 

Seeing that I became self-conscious, he hugged me and gently nibbled on my neck. I was in the mood for a challenge and I asked he to fuck me. 

His cock was huge. He gently placed his monster-size dick near my hole and slowly poked it into my ass. Once it was in, the fucking became more aggressive. It drove me crazy and I told him to stop. 

Smiling wickedly, I told him that it was his time to pleasure my dick. He rode my cock then he lay back and I fucked him in missionary position, spreading his legs and fucking him hard. 

We had a short break then some foreplay before spreading his legs once again for me to penetrate him. We fucked for an hour and we shot all over. 

After cleaning up, we promised to keep in touch and meet up when I visit Bangkok again. 

BangCock Massage

Who doesn't love Bangkok? The City of Angels is the perfect getaway for Thai cuisine, massage, shopping, sightseeing and more. The de facto capital of sinful fun, a trip to this liberal city is not complete without a night of partying with Go-go boys or a sensual Thai massage with a "happy ending".

I have been to Bangkok a few times. Though I love to go for traditional Thai massage to relax my body and mind, once in a while, I'll include a massage by a male therapist with "special service" on my itinerary.

That day, I dropped off at Sala Daeng BTS station. I was walking along Silom Road on a hot sunny day. My legs were aching from walking and shopping the day before. There was a mixed group of masseurs sitting out the shop beckoning people to go for massage. The cute massage boys caught my eyes and I decided to walk in after some persuasion.

I was given a pair of slippers to change into and ushered up to the second floor when my feet were scrub and washed. My masseur for that day was a fair skin lean looking guy with trimmed facial hair. He resembled those guys in Japanese porn.

He gave a decent massage, in fact he was about to press on the vital points that were causing me aches. When he was massaging my thighs, several times he brushed against my dick. It was my first time to that shop and I was fairly innocent, I thought it was just "accidental". But after a few times of subtle caressing, I knew he was up to something.

Feeling nervous, I was controling myself and trying not to get a hardon. Finally, he couldn't wait and suddenly grab my dick and asked if I want him to do more. That's when we negotiate for the extra tips. I remember agreeing to tip him around S$30 to S$40 for "extra service" plus an extension of one-hour massage.

He helped to removed the linen pants I was wearing and proceeded to suck my cock and massage my balls. His hands were fondling my nipples. Soon the nervousness was gone and my proud member was pointing skywards. He asked if I want to fuck him and I nodded.

I was surprised at his suggestion as I heard that most of the masseurs are straight and a hand job for extra earning is usually the norm. He excused himself to inform the counter of my decision to extend the massage and came back with condoms and lube.

Within seconds, he had undressed and his rod was already semi-hard. I grabbed his cock and jerk it while we kissed. As I was lying on my back, the first position we did was cowboy. It seemed like he had not been fuck for some time as his hole was right when he was trying to sit on my cock.

He was moaning softly while trying to spread his ass cheeks to devour my cock in. My hands were to tease his nipples and stroke his cock to help me to relax. He sheepishly told me that he seldom would go "full service" and agree to be fucked by customers. But he felt that I looked cute and I didn't molest him like how other clients would take advantage of him.

Soon, he was comfortable with my cock in his ass and was riding my dick like a pro. Being service oriented, he constantly checked in to make sure I was enjoying myself too. I told him that I love it when my nipples are played, it would make my hard and get me to fuck harder.

We changed positions and I penetrated him once more, this time in missionary position. Being a sweet guy, his hands reached for my nipples and played with them while I rocked his ass.

Without realising, the fun lasted for close to 1 hour. I was lying on my back when I cum all over my torso and soon after he shot a huge load all over my body and face. He apologized sincerely for cumming on my face but it was hot to receive a cum facial from him. He used the towel to clean me up before dressing up to retrieve more towels from the side station.

It wasn't the end yet. Being professional, he continued to complete my Thai massage without anymore handky panky. To say I was a satisfied customer was an understatement. Needless to say I returned again for a second pampering, one day after.

On my recent visit to Bangkok, I went to another massage shop in Silom. It had a spa ambience. The masseur I had was cute but I could sense he was straight. He charged me S$50 for a hand job. He allowed me to play with his nipples until he cummed on me.

If you have any recommendation for male massage in Asia, please email to me at erectionary@gmail.com.