A trip of a lifetime coming to an end and just hours left to BANGkok. Lying by the hotel pool my mind began to wander... Could I find the elusive massage experience so many of my male friends spoke of? Google was for sending me across city and suggested more evening activities than a lunch time treat. Back in my bedroom on the edge of China Town, I lay on the bed staring up at the mirrored ceiling yearning for a release. I jumped up, pulled on the tightest pair of denim shorts and packed the last of my case. I'd just go back for another Thai massage at the same shop as yesterday, next to Hua Lamphong MRT. Removing my flip flops and pushing the door open I was met by 2 guys, both who I recognised from the day before. "Oil massssage, oil masssssage" they purred as one smiled cheekily - I knew exactly what I'd been googling earlier but did not expect to find it here! Walking past the curtained booths with yoga esque massage taking place I was guided up a steep teak staircase and through a labyrinth of rooms. My heart started to flutter, what was I doing, where was I being taken? My sensible self was wresting with my slutty self. You might get murdered, no one in the world knows you are here. You might get an experience of a lifetime...
Shown into a dark screened off room I was asked to shower as he prepared the massage couch. Ever so liberating and ever so naughty as the warm water sprayed over my body as he pretended to remain professional but there were sly glances that i caught each time. I was handed a fluffy towel without any eye contact, now confused, I patted myself down and slipped on a black g string for modesty - just in case I was wrong...
I was now face down and could only sense movement, similar to a blindfold but had I chosen to look I could've. I was playing the game! I heard the twist of a bottle, I could sense him moving closer. The warmth of the lemongrass oil hit the nape of my neck, and it was slowly drizzled the length of my back, finally trickling between my cheeks. More movement. As I lay in suspense my breath quickened, I could feel my nipples harden against the soft sheet. My thoughts travelling south as I could feel that yearning between my legs. Climbing on to the couch he straddled me. Strong hands placed on both shoulders, slowly caressing my skin and covering me completely in oil. The pressure getting stronger, at the same I could feel his hardness against the curve of my lower back. Working his hands down to my hips he toyed with the g string, fingers trailing round and under, moving more suggestively. "Off, ok?"... "Yes!"
