Trade Massage Drama
There are times when even the masseur needs a massage. Since it is easier to gain a massage, without any cost associated, from another masseur in the therapeutic, sensual and/or erotic massage network, we call this type of exchange a trade massage.
One particular morning, I woke up pretty sore. I haven’t received a massage in a while, so I searched for masseurs in my local area that are listed within the same network as me. However, I didn’t find anyone I felt comfortable trading a massage with so I left it alone and completed workout exercises to alleviate the pain. A month or so passes and in one of the cities I was traveling to next, a masseur reached out randomly advertising a trade massage for masseurs within our network. I reached out to him and scheduled an appointment immediately.
When we met, we instantly hit it off with the chemistry we shared. We got undressed and he chose to be the first to massage me. I laid on the table, received a massage for 15 minutes, both of us became aroused and started making out with each other for at least five minutes thereafter. Following that, we performed 69 on each other until we both climaxed to ejaculation. The session ended shortly after and we agreed that we should link up again when I’m in town. The only problem is that he is in a long term relationship with a woman.
Four months later, I return to the city where the masseur resides. I schedule a session and everything is cool until the day of my appointment. I texted him to confirm my appointment and he responded, ‘Yes.’ A few other naughty texts were sent to one another and that was that. Roughly two hours later, my phone is blowing up during a massage appointment. I review it after the appointment ends and notices the number being unrecognizable but then, I review the text messages. The masseur sent at least 10 texts requesting not to answer the unrecognized number as it was his girlfriend contacting me because she read his text conversation between him and I. Then, a text message appears. It is from his girlfriend. She cursed me out and called me all kinds of names. I simply laughed and ignored it all because she assumed that I was a woman due to the nature of the text messages read. If only she knew that her man had an inclination toward men, she would be even more pissed. The masseur apologized for everything that happened.
Although I laughed it off, I still despise being in the center of drama ensued and disconnected myself from the masseur altogether. Dammit. I wish I could’ve had that erotic massage from him again but drama, is drama and I’m not with it!
