I had a regular masseur for about a year. Not terribly attractive but great hands and an amazing HE technique. One time he told me about a new client who’d just left. He said the guy was handsome AF and very well-built. He couldn’t stop raving about his looks. It wasn’t at all professional of either of us, but I booked my next appointment just before the “new” guy’s next so I might by chance catch a glimpse. Oh hell, yeah. So the masseur called him and told him he had a client (me) who was interested in learning to give massage and would he be interested in a free session as long as I could join in and watch/participate. The guy said sure, sounded like fun. We set up a mutual time and I played the part to the hilt - white running shorts and a t-shirt. The guy looked like a model with just the right muscle/swimmer build. I was salivating. The massage began and “John” deserved an award by describing all the strokes, and the muscle groups, etc. just like a massage school lesson. It was hella fun. Of course it morphed into a full-on erotic event and I lost track of who was doing what with who. The client was well-satisfied, and we did two more sessions. The client paid the basic rate and I more than compensated “John” for the experience. I would love to try it again some time.
