Doing Paid Massage Gigs that Usually Lead to Something More

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There was a period during my first few years in New York City (NYC) that I figured out a way to make money to make ends meet was thru active offering of massages to all those interested to shell out money in exchange for these services. Actually, these are honest-to-goodness whole body massages that in most cases would lead to something else, such that it's understood by authorities that providing such services are really just among the many fronts of prostitution, which still remains illegal. And to offer the services on Craigslist is somewhat a sign that something else happens beyond the usual.

A lot of these gigs I did, really and admittedly, had fun endings. It's implied that such endings would happen and has never been discussed openly between myself and a client before we went into the massage session. Don't be surprised about this as you can read serious literature where such massage sessions have been accounted most extensively, described as 'glorious,' and they have happy endings, too. In most parts of Asia where I hail from, massages happen and are considered very normal. And with my massage gigs, fun means having a great conversation happening as the massage ensues from my limbs to my particular client ---it's always an amazing experience and honor for me to be able to massage someone who respects himself / herself, such that a massage session has to happen, despite the busy lives we human beings lead and pursue. It's a spiritual experience, despite the connotations attached to it by some people who may have problems related to intimacy. It's a secret recipe a couple is advised to learn, mix and incorporate at least twice a week in their life as a couple to ensure the relationship will grow and last longer than usual.

As to how I got into massaging is a whole different story by itself, which I will cover in some other future postings. But I can confidently do an honest-to-goodness whole body massage, and I would always be complemented for it, including by those who I would eventually go out on dates with for some time. And I would have repeat clients who call me from time to time when they need a serious, honest-to-goodness, whole body massage (I have strong hands and you'd see me sweating all over as I work on you because I take the work of massaging a human body seriously). Of course, there were clients who didn't really like my style. I would refuse clients' fee to me if they think I did a bad job, or I was thinking they like something else, or if I sensed they weren't happy with my work---some would insist I took the money just to compensate me for time I spent showing up to their place (usually their homes or places of work/business).

One particularly memorable client was this very big guy, who was at least 6'6" in height, with a classic Italian-looking handsome face, middle-aged, with a big tummy that he could have worked out to reduce but was probably so lazy to do so (or probably so sick to do so), but whose face looked like a goodlooking movie star (I can't remember whose, but I was amused by his movie star looks). Upon letting me in to  his walk-up messy apartment in the Upper East Side, he would tell me right away to masturbate him as I was plodding on his back, which direct request immediately turned me off. I wanted to do a massage, and not necessarily to masturbate someone and be paid for it. He was then naked, with a limp penis, that could have been more attractive to me if he behaved with more respect towards my presence in his apartment. As far as I could recall, the exchange of lines between us went like this:

"Of course, I expect that you will masturbate me. I saw your profile on Craigslist. Aren't those things expected? Just work on me now," as behaved bored with what I was doing and he would point to me where he wanted me to work on.

"I don't think so. I came here to give you a massage and not necessarily to masturbate you."

"Are you being real?"

"Yes."

"So, you're going to refuse to work on me?"

"Yes, and I'm going to leave now" as I decided this gig won't be as fun, tasteful as I expected when I thought he could have been a fun client based on his looks. This has become a consistent experience with me; the more the person looks awesome physically the more nasty his or her behavior towards others can turn out to be.

He was taken aback but still managed to offer to pay me. He insisted that I take his money just to pay me for my time. Quickly, I gave him back his money, and started leaving his apartment. I was thankful it was over as soon as I sensed he's an ass-hole. Actually, such types of services can be had without the need to pay someone; you just have to work with people who are willing to get into a meet-up with you and it works best if it had been agreed upon prior to a meet-up between two willing, of-age parties.

And I recall having a nasty experience with a lady who provides expensive beauty treatments for a living and whom I personally know prior to our massage session. I was referred to her by another friend who highly recommended me to her. She would be nudged to accept the recommendation but I had a sense that something would go wrong as she kept on asking about my credentials and license, which obviously I could not give her. And one night, I would give her a massage using the techniques I prefer using. And I would fail to listen to what she wanted as she kept on telling me instructions on how to give her a massage. Needless to say, it was a total failure. Soon, we were having a discussion. And I would be enraged feeling so embarrassed, stupid and humiliated. I think I simply made an asshole of myself by agreeing to give this particular client a massage, which I failed to deliver because I wasn't doing the kind of massage that she was used to getting from her regular old Chinese masseur.

Of course, I would refuse the money she handed me, even if she kept on insisting I take it. I would still like to keep my self respect, whatever was left of it. And my friend who was around during the massage was also embarrassed and we would not talk about it anymore in the future, as if it didn't happen. Thankfully, that scenario still stays up to now. After that experience, I would keep away from doing massage gigs anymore, except for clients who have become good friends of mine. Some of these friends, if they only knew how to properly approach me, could actually get these massages for free but I'm not telling them that --- giving massages is really hard, mentally draining work, period.

And I've figured out, in due time, that I'll take formal massage lessons and would to get my licence. With this approach, I'll gain some more respect as a masseur here in NYC, where a host of people who claims to be offering honest-to-goodness massages live and pursue their lives' interests. Personally, I love to give and receive massages; it's just that most people out there are dirty minded about this kind of job. Their miserable, failed sex lives are projected on you as they try to pay you to get what they want in order to become intimate with you, another human being, and which need for intimacy is a very basic one in order to grow and develop as a person.

Be my next client, if we can find a common time to do a massage, given the crazy schedule I follow because of my other activities here in NYC. We can also do massage exchanges if we mutually agree on these arrangements. If you like to try how a massage session happens with me, call or email me for a schedule, and we can get together when you're here in NYC. I can show references, in case you need them.