The Massage Exchange Chronicles

Heat up the oil and get ready for a naked rub-down.

The Massage Exchange Chronicles

I'm heating up the oil and practising my technique - one naked man at a time.

These are the chronicles of my explorations of the world of massage exchange.

My Massage Exchange adventures - so far...

Massage #14: Teetoe

Teetoe and I had been messaging a bit, trying to figure out a time that would work for us both. Eventually, we found a window of opportunity on a Monday night - he could come to my flat after work, but I had a yoga classed later that evening so it was going to be tight. We agreed that I would give him a massage and then he could return the favour next time.

I was impressed by Teetoe - tall, confident, engaging. The clock was ticking so we didn't waste time on small talk, we both got naked and he positioned himself face-down on my bed.

Teetoe asked me to focus on his lower back and his thighs, telling me to go for firm pressure. I was a little intimidated - I really don't know what I'm doing when it comes to massages.

I did my best to take it slow - starting with his shoulders and upper back and then slowly working down his body. I did my best to add as much pressure as I thought was required, but relying on lots of oil and long strokes to try and mask that was was just making all of this up as I went along.

We need to take a moment to reflect on Teetoe's legs. He told me afterwards that he feels that his legs are a bit out of proportion to the rest of his body - it's clearly not a problem. Teetoe's legs are magnificent - long legs rippling with well-developed muscles, topped with the most perfect muscular ass. Teetoe has always been into running, plus he does plenty of squats at the gym.

I really went to town on Teetoe's legs - plenty of oil, working my knuckles deep into his hamstrings. He seemed to like it when I bent his knees to pay attention to the area where his hamstrings connect with his butt muscles - I very deliberately smeared oil up and down his ass crack, toying with his fuck-hole and stroking down his hard cock which was easily available to me.

After exhausting all of my moves, I suggested to Teetoe that he turn over so I could work on his front. Naturally, I started with his legs - doing my best to massage his powerful quads.

I'm never really sure how to tackle massaging a man's chest, but I soon worked out that Teetoe liked when I paid attention to his nipples.

Eventually, I could no longer ignore his hard cock. I stroked him for a bit, and then put my mouth to work - I sort of alternated between focusing on his cock and focusing on his nipples, sometimes doing everything at once.

Teetoe was now moaning and writhing with pleasure. I kissed him hard and deep - it felt really good to kiss him.

By this point, he was clearly getting close. Teetoe took hold of his straining cock and jacked himself - soon enough, blasting his load up over his abs and chest. It was pretty awesome.

Teetoe seemed pretty satisfied with the service I'd provided and is keen to get together again. I was happy - I felt like I'd done a good job. There was something transactional about the whole experience that left me feeling like a sex-worker - in the best way possible.

Massage #13: Jonathan

It was a Saturday morning and Jonathan came to my flat for a massage exchange.

We'd been communicating off and on for a while, trying to figure out the logistics of when we could get together.

Jonathan arrived on time as scheduled and I immediately felt that we had a good connection - that we were on the same page with what we were looking for from the experience.

Having had more experience than me on the Massage Exchange platform, I quizzed Jonathan a bit about it all. He described the concept of a massage exchange as a form of "structured intimacy", which absolutely makes sense to me.

Although used to working with a massage table, Jonathan was happy enough to adapt his techniques to my bed.

I started off, massaging his back. I tried to take my time - he'd caught the train from Milton Keynes for this, so I felt like I needed to try and bring my A-game to the experience.

Rather than turning over and getting me to do his front, Jonathan suggested that we swap so that he could massage my back and then we'd swap again for the front side.

Jonathan's massage technique was undeniably more confident and experienced than mine - I was pleased that I'd gone first otherwise I'd have been a bit intimidated.

He did this move that I'm totally going to try and incorporate into future massage encounters - he was positioned near my shoulders and he slowly slid his hand down the length of my spine and then used his elbow to open slide along my crack and across my fuck-hole. It felt amazing.

Jonathan really spent some time and plenty of oil working my fuck-hole over. I like that. I really like that.

Eventually, he said it was time to switch again. I did my best to do a bit of massaging on his chest but his cock was hard and demanding attention, so I just got to work sucking him. I thought maybe we were just moving into sex-mode, but when I repositioned myself to work on his cock from a different angle, he suggested that we switch again.

This was worth doing, he was still delivering good massage technique - eventually, he ended up between my thighs, teasing my oiled-up fuck-hole with his hard cock while I jacked myself off. It was hot. As I was lying back and recovering, Jonathan got himself off and he seemed pretty satisfied.

"It's funny..." said Jonathan, as I grabbed a towel to wipe up the cum on our bodies. "You look exactly like your photos, but I just imagined that you would have a completely different personality."

He didn't qualify that statement with anything to indicate whether that difference was positive or negative.

As Jonathan took a shower, I mulled over whether I should ask him what sort of personality he was expecting that I would have, but I decided to just assume that he meant it as a compliment. There's not much I can do about my personality - it's the only one that I've got.

Massage #12: Mike (again)

This was repeat business from Mike. Well, technically, it was just completing the exchange part of the deal - I massaged him last time (see Massage #9 below) so this was an opportunity to return the favour.

It was a cold Monday afternoon but I had the heating turned up. Mike had cycled across town from work, so we had a cup of tea and chat while he warmed up a bit.

When I started chronicling my massage exchange experiences, it didn't really occur to me that anyone would read what I had written. Mike had read what I'd written. Awkward.

The good news is that he seemed fairly relaxed about it - said that he quite liked reading my recap of our encounter, felt that it was a fairly honest and accurate account.

So, I'm writing a recap of the second half of the exchange acutely aware that Mike is possibly going to read this one as well. I guess that makes the recap a bit less objective, but the honest truth is that Mike is top-tier.

After Mike had a shower, I positioned myself face-down on the bed and Mike got to work. He is very good at giving a massage - I liked the way that he sat on my ass while he was massaging my back and shoulders.

Mike massaged my legs before spending a fair bit of time on my butt - which I really enjoyed. I would have been more than happy for Mike to really go to town on my butt - he was a little tentative, but we were already crossing into that liminal space between massage and sex. I was ready for sex, Mike was still in massage mode.

He rested his chest on my back. We lay like that for a while - there was something incredibly comfortable but also intimate about feeling his warmth, his body-weight on me.

Eventually, he rolled off and said it was time to massage my front. There wasn't a lot of massaging done from that point - we were both clearly in sex mode.

Mike's body is awesome, and he's also got a really open and relaxed energy. He's one of those guys that you just want to explore every inch of him. So good.

After we'd both cum, we had a cup of tea, a slice of cake, and chat. Monday afternoons don't get any better than this.

Last time was good, this time was even better. Next time - and I'm pretty confident that there's going to be a next time - I want Mike to fuck me. It doesn't have to be some brutal dick-down, but maybe a vigorous ass massage to get me all relaxed and then a deep slow fuck where we take the physical connection between us up a few notches. Just putting it out there.

Massage #11: Colega

In what seems to be a bit of an emerging trend, Colega was another guy that I met off the Naked Mates site, and he was another receive-only kind of massage guy.

To be fair to him, I kind of pressured him into the massage. We'd arranged to catch-up for a naked coffee. I wasn't really sure that I had much to talk about so I thought I'd let my hands do the talking and suggested a massage.

Colega said that he'd never given a massage before, and I was happy to show him my skills without any expectation of reciprocation.

It went pretty well. Colega was very complimentary about my massage but I don't think he had a lot to compare it to.

I gave him the full front and back massage before getting to work on his cock. He was very up for some rolling around on the bed, making out and getting sweaty together.

It was all a lot more interesting than a naked coffee.

Massage #10: Kev

I met Kev through the Naked Mates site. I think I'd mentioned a massage at some point, but when we were sorting out the logistics for a catch-up, Kev seemed pretty clear that we were meeting for a naked coffee and a chat. I'm good with that - I'm always down for a naked hang-out.

It was a Tuesday afternoon. Kev came to my place. We got naked, I made him a cup of tea, and we sat down and had a chat. Kev's an interesting guy and we had heaps to talk about.

Just as I felt things were wrapping up, Kev asked: "So, have you got time for that massage?"

I can always make time for a massage. I positioned Kev on my bed, grabbed the massage oil and got to work.

I'm not sure it was the best massage that I've ever given but Kev seemed to appreciate it. When I suggested that he turn over so that I could work on his front, his cock was hard so I gave it the attention it needed.

This one wasn't really an exchange, as we didn't really have time for Kev to give me a massage but I was cool with that. It's good to have a few credits in the world of massage exchange.

After we were done, Kev had a quick shower.

"I like how coarse your towels are..." said Kev, emerging from the bathroom. I think he meant it as a compliment.

Massage #9: Mike

After a bit of a break from the world of massage, I was back at it last night - a bitterly cold Wednesday in London.

I'd been messaging back and forth with Mike for a while, we were both keen but my travels put things on ice for a while.

Just when I'd assumed that the tentative plans we'd made were going to fall through, Mike messaged to say that he was able to get away from work and that he'd be at mine in 30 minutes.

I quickly ramped up the heating and did my best to tidy the flat.

Mike soon arrived and he was perfect. He's in his mid-40s, and super-fit. He also had great chat - lots of questions but in a nice way, quickly building a rapport and connection between us.

Mike had cycled over so was grateful for a warm shower and a cup of tea.

I don't have a massage table - because I'm not taking it that seriously - so I usually do the massage on my bed. However, I have this blowup massage and thought that it could be a good idea to put that on the floor in the living room - the warmest spot in the flat, next to the big radiator. Mike was relaxed and happy to give it a go.

I suggested that I massage Mike first, so we both got naked and he lay down on the mattress.

Perhaps unsurprisingly, the blow-up mattress was not the vibe. Mike was good-humoured about it, but the mattress was squeaky and not particularly comfortable for either of us. I persevered.

Using plenty of oil, I worked over Mike's shoulders and across his back. I worked up and down each of his legs, spent some time on his muscular butt, and then gave him some body-weight slides up his back.

Mike made it clear that he really liked the body-weight slides - he really liked feeling the weight of my body on him. Pretty soon, we gave up any pretence that we were massaging - we were making out and rolling around, exploring each other's body.

The blow-up mattress was definitely not the vibe for this kind of action, so I suggested that we relocate to the bedroom. Mike was very tactile and easy to be with - it's exactly the kind of intimacy that I really enjoy. He loved having his nipples worked over - I spent a lot of time sucking and chewing on his sensitive nipples.

I asked him if he liked being rimmed. I wasn't sure, as he'd indicated that he didn't enjoy being fingered. "I will never no say to being rimmed..." was his reply.

There's not much that I like more than getting my face into a guy's butt, and a muscular butt like Mike's is an absolute treat. The way he was moaning made it clear that he was appreciating the way that my tongue was pushing inside him.

I was jacking my cock while rimming him and I soon came - I couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Pinch my nipples..." instructed Mike, as he rolled off me and stroked himself furiously.

In moments, we were both lying there, covered in cum, feeling very relaxed.

If you were just rating the massage, I didn't do a very good job. But the overall experience was top-tier.

I'm hoping to see a lot more of Mike.

Massage #8: Rick

Another successful exchange, this time with Rick.

Rick came to mine - he'd travelled across town from Kingston, which seems a long way to go for some dick on a Thursday evening, but Rick works from home so maybe it suited him to have a bit of an expedition.

A veteran of the Massage Exchange site - having been a member of six years - Rick was pretty experienced. I got the impression that he wasn't impressed by my lack of a massage table - I think he assumed that I'd be a bit more set-up for this kind of thing than I am.

But I still felt we had a strong rapport - he's a nice guy, from Swansea, so we had the Welsh connection in common.

I decided that I would massage him first, so that I didn't feel too intimidated by his more experienced technique. I gave him my moves and he was complimentary. I was glad that I'd gone first, as when he massaged my back it was clear that he knew exactly what he was doing.

Once he'd finished massaging my back, I assumed that I would massage his front for a bit, but he seemed fairly determined that we were skipping that bit and just going straight onto the sex part.

It was just a lot of mutual sucking and wanking and kissing, but it got the job done.

Hopefully I've done enough to retain my 5-star average rating.

Massage #7: Clive

Well, Clive was top-tier.

In the lead-up to our scheduled exchange, I was a bit concerned that he was going to a lot, maybe too much - he was a good communicator, and there were GIFs and WhatsApps and a lot of enthusiasm.

I hosted at my flat and Clive arrived on time as scheduled. He absolutely delivered on the short-king energy I'd been expecting, but I instantly adored him. He's the kind of guy that you feel like you've known forever, even though you've only just met.

He's much more experienced at the massage game than I am, so I asked how he wanted to play it. He suggested that I massage him to begin with.

I oiled him up and got down to it - working over his back, his legs, and his butt, throwing in a few body-rolls for good measure. I felt like I'd done a good job and Clive was complimentary.

Clive's style of massage was quite different to mine. He puts the body into full-body. He was pretty much on top of me for the entire massage - moving up and down, working on different muscle groups, the oil sliding between us as he adjusted his position and focus. He also gave my body gentle kisses. It was the best feeling.

I felt like I'd shortchanged Clive a bit - he massaged me much longer than I'd massaged him, more than twice as long. I didn't want it to end but eventually he came to a stop and was lying full length along my back. It felt very right.

After a bit, he slid down beside me and we continued to explore each other's body. He's a fit man - lean and muscular. His cock is perfection. I worshipped every inch of him.

When he came, it was an intense eruption. Spectacular.

We then sat around chatting for a bit before he had a shower and headed off home.

Absolutely top-tier.

Massage #6: Greg

Greg came to my flat for an exchange on a Tuesday morning. Greg lives way out to the south-east of London but he's retired from work and seemed happy enough to make the journey in for an exchange.

We had a quick chat and then got down to business. Greg volunteered that I could massage him first - we got naked and he lay down on my bed.

A few years older than me, Greg was in excellent shape - a lean body that was a pleasure to massage. I oiled him up and he seemed impressed with my moves.

I think I'm getting better at giving massages - I'm trying to focus on long strokes, and also plenty of body contact. Guys seems to like body contact. I always throw in my chest roll up and down the back - that always seems to get a good response. I'm now also adding the bent-knee-butt-stroke, which seems a bit of a winner.

When it got time to switch over, Greg stood up and had a massive boner. I'm guessing he'd probably popped a Cialis, but it's still a compliment, right?

Let's just say it - Greg has an awesome cock. Long, thick, with a generous foreskin. Length is great, but it's a girthy cock that really gets my attention. Don't get me wrong, I love cock whatever shape or size it comes in, but Greg's girthy cock is absolutely top-tier. It's the kind of cock that you want to turn into a dildo because it's the perfect size and shape to get fucked by.

Anyway, I resisted the urge to forget the rest of the massage and worship Greg's cock. I lay down on the bed and he massage my back. It was good - confident, relaxing, sensual.

When it was time to switch over again, I made some attempt at massaging his front, but pretty much just went straight for his hard cock. It was impossible to resist.

I jacked him and I sucked him and it didn't take long until he was blowing his load. Job done.

I'm quite curious about the guys that are on the Massage Exchange site, but I resisted the urge to ask too many questions - it's honestly not my business. But I'm getting the impression that there's quite a lot of down-low guys, or bi guys who are searching for man-on-man intimacy and feel that a massage exchange is a relative safe-space within which they can explore that. I like that. Every time that I help a DL or bicurious guy get off, I feel like I'm doing a bit of community service. I'm a good person.

Massage #5: Lenfor

After a bit of back and forth communication, we got the logistics sorted and Lenfor came to my flat on a Wednesday evening.

He was a nice guy, good energy - keen to get on with it.

He'd done about 10 massage exchanges so I suggested that he start by massaging me, which he was happy to do.

I liked his pace - he took things slow but he had a confident touch.

After he'd worked over every inch of my back and legs, it was my turn. I oiled him up and showed him my best massage moves.

When I announced that I was done on his back, it was pretty clear that he was done with massaging and just wanted to get on with the sex bit - that was cool with me.

I didn't really get the full story on Lenfor's sexuality, but - as he came face-to-face with my cock - he said this was the first time that he'd sucked cock. Based on the evidence, that seemed to track.

I loved the way that Lenfor complimented me as we got it on. He made me feel like a bit of a sex-god, when the reality is - objectively - I definitely am not.

What made me smile was that while we were snogging and rolling around, he was asking if we could do this again. In that scenario, you can only answer in the affirmative - you still need to get the job at hand done first.

"Where do you want me to cum?" asked Lenfor, as we both agreed that we were ready to go over the edge. "On your face? You want me to spray it all over your face?"

"Uh huh..." I nodded - that sounded good to me.

Lenfor shot a lot of cum - he really painted my face and it was pretty spectacular. The facial pushed me over the edge and I shot my load. Job done.

After a quick shower, Lenfor made his exit. It's possible that I'll see him again.

Massage 4: #Michael

Michael is the friend that suggested that I give Massage Exchange a try. I've been trying to impress Michael for a while, and I'd been kind of hoping that we'd get to massage each other at some stage. Well, it happened. It was a muggy Monday evening in London, and it happened.

We'd arranged for him to come over to my place for an online yoga class with Gerard, who I'm obsessed with.

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The yoga class went really well - Gerard was a star, as always.

After we were done with the yoga, Michael suggested a massage. Result!

Honestly, it was really good. He massaged my back for a bit, then I did his back and legs. He worked on my legs for a bit, then we worked on the front.

Michael showed me a couple of good techniques that I think I'll be adding to my massage repertoire.

We edged it out for as long as possible, but eventually we were both done with the massage and ready to get off.

Super-sweaty, we kissed hungrily - our bodies slipping and sliding against each other. Michael really loves being rimmed, which is good news for me - I love rimming.

Eventually, he blew an enormous load all over himself. I didn't cum - I think maybe I was a bit nervous or something, but it didn't matter. It all felt good.

I could finish my Massage Exchange adventures here and I'd be happy.

Massage 3: #Elias

I'd been messaging Elias for a while on the site - eventually, the logistics lined up and I headed to his flat on Holloway Road on a Wednesday evening.

Elias was warm and welcoming - he offered me a glass of prosecco. Why not?

It was clear that Elias was a bit of a massage professional. He had a massage table and he talked about the various massage courses that he'd done. I think he liked that I was new to giving massages - he seemed to enjoy talking through some of the theory and making it clear that he would coach me through some techniques.

Elias decided that I would massage him first, so that he could assess my skill-level and give me some feedback.

We both got naked and Elias lay down on the massage table.

I was a bit apprehensive but he seemed to enjoy my amateur enthusiasm - the feedback he gave me was encouraging and actually useful.

Elias was tactile from the get-go - he enjoyed stroking my body as I massaged his back.

After I'd pretty much exhausted all my moves on his back, Elias said it was time for me to massage his front, so he turned over.

I'm never really sure what I'm supposed to be massaging on the front, but Elias seemed content to nurse on my cock for a bit.

Then it was my turn, and Elias worked my back over like a professional - it was really good.

When he told me to turn over, we seemed to be on the same page that we'd done enough massaging and it was time to get off. Which we did - just a lot of oral, which is cool.

I'm getting the impression that the guys that are into massage exchange aren't really into anal, or maybe that's something that could be explored on a follow-up exchange - not sure.

Anyway, job done. I left Elias a glowing review but he's yet to review me. Maybe he just doesn't do reviews, but I'm fairly confident that I left him feeling satisfied with my services.

Massage #2: Chris

It was a bank holiday Monday and Chris offered to come to my place - my first time hosting a massage exchange.

The communication was easy and Chris turned up as arranged.

He was a nice guy with a good energy - I felt relaxed and confident that we were going to have a good session.

I asked whether he'd had a lot of massage exchanges and Chris said that he'd had about 15. I confessed that he was only my second.

Chris offered to go first and massage my back. We got naked, I lay down on my bed and we got to work.

Although he said that he had no formal training, Chris was very good at massaging. It felt like he knew what he was doing.

It wasn't an overly sexual massage of my back, although he did pay a fair bit of attention to my ass.

Then, it was my turn to massage Chris's back. I lathered on plenty of oil and did my best - working the shoulders, up and down the spine, the calves and the hamstrings, and then finally getting my hands on his ass. I tried this move where I effectively use my chest to slide up and down his back - he seemed to like that.

We then swapped over and Chris massaged my front. As like last time, there was a bit of massaging but we were both ready to move past that. We were kissing, sucking each other, and I was soon blowing my load. Chris said that he didn't want to cum as he was seeing his girlfriend that night.

Job done. Another successful massage.

Massage #1: Rahul

We'd had a few emails back and forth on the site, and the logistics were easy - he was happy to host at his flat in Canary Wharf and we were both free on a Friday evening.

I went in with low-expectations. It was kind of all just a bit of an experiment - I figured that the worst-case scenario was that it could be some mediocre massaging and a bit of awkward conversation.

Rahul immediately put me at my ease. He was an attractive guy, he had a warm and welcoming energy, and he poured me a large glass of wine. Anyone who offers me a glass of wine as I walk in the door is already scoring highly with me.

He's been doing the massage exchange for a while - he'd even invested in a proper massage table - so he knew what he was doing. I was happy to be led by him, having confessed that this was my first time in the exchange business.

Rahul explained that the way it normally works is that you take it in turns - you massage each other's backs, then you massage each other's fronts. He suggested that he kick things off my massaging my back. No complaints from me.

I stripped off and clambered up onto his table. Rahul also had the mood music, the mood lighting, and the massage oil all ready to go - he knew what he was doing.

What was slightly intimidating was that Rahul was really good at giving a massage. Honestly, it was professional-level. As he was working over my back, I was really enjoying the experience - it was intimate but not overly sexual. Things got a bit more intimate as he began paying attention to my ass, but just as my cock was starting to feel uncomfortably hard trapped beneath my body, Rahul said that it was my turn.

I really didn't know what I was doing, but I used plenty of massage oil and tried my best to apply some pressures to the various parts of his body.

Rahul has a big, meaty ass and I was soon giving that plenty of attention. He seemed to like that. Things were getting increasingly heated as I was massaging his ass and he was fondling my hard cock.

He then said it was his turn to massage my front, so I lay down on the massage table. There was a bit of massaging initially, but pretty soon we had given up on that and Rahul was on top of me - we were kissing hungrily and exploring each other's bodies.

Repositioning us into a 69 position, Rahul eagerly deep-throated my cock while I alternated between sucking him and rimming him.

It wasn't long until we were done - I blew my load all over his chest and he then shot ropes of cum that I smeared over his body.

It was good.

We had another glass of wine, then I got dressed and left.

How it started

Everyone loves getting a massage, right? I'm always up for any kind of spa-day experience that includes a massage. I also occasionally treat myself to an erotic massage delivered by a professional. Love it.

But I'm now into massage exchanges.

My friend Michael recommended this site to me - Massage Exchange. I'd never heard of it before.

The concept is pretty simple - it's a bit like an online dating site, but what you're offering is to give each other massages. It's not a commercial site, no one is getting paid, but if you can make the logistics work then you get together, get naked, and massage each other. Obviously, there's the potential for sex - given that you're arranging to get together, get naked, and oil each other up - but it's not necessarily a given.

To be honest, I was a bit sceptical - even Michael said his experience had been a bit patchy - but I decided to sign up and give it a go.

I loaded up my details and added a few photos. You can choose whether you're looking for a Therapeutic massage or a Sensual massage, or both. I made it clear that I was looking for a Sensual massage - let's cut to the chase, right?

You can sign up for free and you can receive messages but you can only reply to messages if you take out a paid subscription. I don't like paying out money for something if you're not sure of what you're getting, but I was soon receiving a few messages from guys that looked interesting so I bit the bullet and paid for a 1-month subscription. I guess it's a clever marketing technique - it worked on me.

I'm now available for massage exchanges!

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