Chad Turns Blond into Gold-Star Service
Profile on MasseurFinder.com as Chad
Inactive profile on MassageM4M.com as Chad
His online cell is listed as (323) 899-7688
33 years old, 6 feet tall, 175 pounds, dirty blond with unshaven look, light blue eyes and 7 inches cut
Massages in the nude with light body hair, nicely trimmed where it needs to be
Mutual touch is allowed and the way he maneuvers, it’s practically encouraged
His massage is Swedish based and on a bed in his hotel room, as he’s currently traveling the country
In the Atlanta area, he’s currently staying I-85 near Druid Hills Road but that could change
When he leaves Atlanta, he’ll be in Nashville, Knoxville, Arkansas and eventually San Francisco
Atlanta’s massage therapists bring a certain lackluster approach to their skills. I’ve tried a few and am looking to try more. It’s a challenge because most massage therapists don’t seem to know a damn thing about customer service (but that’s another entry).
What I want to write about is Chad.
For the past month or so, I’ve been seeking a good therapist who knows a thing or two about connecting with a client. I’ve been able to get a decent massage — at least technically good. The therapist will find the knots, work it out for a while, make me feel some pain.
A little while later, the therapist will make me feel good.
But all the while, this gulf is between us. We are two people, going through motions and not sensing how the other feels.
I wrote a long while back about my two Filipino massage therapists , one of whom I had when I lived in Washington, D.C. This guy had the most incredible body, was half my age, but during our massage could find this weird space that created a kind of mindmeld where the two of us would synchronize.
Look, I do not get off on a blowjob, much less a handjob. But with a few strokes after his build up, this guy had be blasting all over myself.
Back to Chad.
Let’s just say things could have been rocky with Chad. I’d like to say he’s a little down on his luck, but his attitude seems so cheerful as he’s figuring out where he wants to go. Or maybe he’s just a wandering gypsy nowadays. He has some adventures to tell, I’m sure. But he made it easy to set things up and I met him.
Like me, his sense of humor is a little twisted. And since his hotel room is so damn small, he can’t really accommodate a massage table.
His technique allowed this kind of luxurious relaxed posed where he’d lounge next to me. It wasn’t so much trying to get his dick to touch my leg as the fact his body would just naturally seem to fit up against me.
He started with my legs, which seemed a little weird. Then he worked up to my back. When he got to my shoulders, he almost cradled me in his arms and across his smooth (and trimmed) chest.
Was it hot? Not. It was comfortable. And erotic. I mean, just felt right. Strangely so.
I truly enjoyed his skill, although he never really integrated deep tissue. He picked up intrinsically on those points of my body that provided more pleasure and worked them expertly.
He just connected with me. We connected together. It was unspoken. In fact, when we spoke, I don’t know if we got along. But when we didn’t speak, he could weave some magic between us.
The quality of the lotion could be much better, as it seemed to be generic and not meant to be for massage. And cleaning up with tissue paper rather than a towel didn’t really work for me. I think if those two had been in place, I’d definitely given him another half star to put him at 4½.
I hope Chad let’s me know where he’s going so I can see him again. It will be well worth visiting him again. And while he’s in the Atlanta area, I encourage you all to seek him out and book an appointment.
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