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All 3 Books from the Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur Series!Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur Jeff is a masseur fresh off of a breakup from his fiancee Barbara. In an effort to make a fresh start, he moves as far away as he can to get away from his broken life and ends up working as a masseur at an upscale massage clinic in South Florida. His new employer has a steady stream of male clients - he was used to massaging female clients almost exclusively before, so massaging men is a big change for Jeff. An even bigger change is what some of these upscale clients expect from their new masseuse, and Jeff soon finds he is enjoying his new job more than he ever thought he would. Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur 2 Jeff loves his new job and is making more money than he ever has in his life. Of course none of his previous jobs had him servicing the male clientele. He originally went with the flow because that was what his clients expected and the money was great. Now he finds himself conflicted - he is in a town full of beautiful women, and all he thinks about lately is satisfying his male clients. And to make matters worse, he's starting to take his work home with him! Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur 3 Jeff is a masseur conflicted over his sexuality. He originally started satisfying his male clients because he was in a different town, and that was what they expected. Now his interest in women is waning and he finds himself constantly thinking about men. He makes one last effort to go straight - he's certain that his feelings are strictly a curiosity, and he can keep them confined to work. Surely now that he has a girlfriend, he can keep the gay stuff at work. Because he's not gay, he knows he’s not…

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Sylvia Redmond

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Table of Contents

Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur

Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur 2

Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur 3

Diary of a Bi-curious Masseur

Sylvia Redmond

Introduction

He was strong. All of these guys were so strong. I mean, I was a bodybuilder myself, but some of these guys made me look small. I was working the tight muscles of his glutes and his calves, and I was trying not to think about it. But it was getting increasingly harder now that I could feel my own cock straining in my pants.

I told him to roll over so I could work on his front. I realized I may have cut the time short working his back, but maybe I was imagining things. I wondered if this guy was going to be expecting the same things that Vincent had expected. Part of me was dreading being put in that position again, but part of me wanted to see what was underneath him when he turned over.

I turned my back as he flipped over. I went to the table to get some more lotion but I really wanted to make sure he didn’t see me looking at him. I was trying to remain professional as I prepared to work the front of him. I had to go under the assumption that this guy wanted nothing more than the standard sports massage.

I turned back to work on him and saw that he was now on his back. He made no effort to cover his naked body with the sheet so that was my first sign of what he was expecting. My second sign of what he wanted was bobbing over his stomach like a third hand waving me towards him. It was big and black and hard and I wanted to touch it as soon as I saw it.

He was looking at me as I studied it. He started to smile because he knew the kinds of thoughts that were going through my head. It didn’t matter to me at that point because all I wanted was to feel that black cock in my hand. I walked toward the table with my hand reaching out to grasp it.

It hadn’t always been like this. I used to never think about guys like this – ever. I didn’t think like this until I came down here to get away. I thought about the road that had brought me here as I felt my hand wrap around his stiffness...

Chapter 1

January 5th, 2015

Ok, this is a first for me, I’ve never kept a diary before, but as they say, “New Year, New You”, and I am definitely ready for a change. My name is Jeff and I’m a 30 year old masseur living in Minneapolis, MN. I work full time as a masseur and am engaged to be married to a beautiful girl. At least I was engaged – that shoe dropped along with the Times Square ball on New Year’s Eve, so I guess it’s time to make a clean break.

My fiancée Barbara chose New Year’s Eve to tell me she was having second thoughts about committing to the rest of her life to a guy who works full time as a masseur. Great timing Barb, thanks. You couldn’t have dropped this one on me on Christmas Eve? That would have been lovely? Or better yet a month ago before I bought you those Christmas presents you bitch? No, she chose New Year’s Eve to break off our engagement and consequently our relationship - way to start the New Year.

As close as I can figure her girlfriends probably started getting in her head about marrying a guy that gave massages for a living. In fairness, I massage both men and women, so I am not sure if it’s a jealousy thing or just a status thing. I suspect the latter, and her two closest girlfriends are married to finance types, and I think that always got to her. Part of me suspects she might even have a guy in mind to start seeing but she was adamant that she wasn’t fooling around – whatever.

So, in the interest of documenting the first day of the rest of my life, I figured I’d start to log a diary. Fuck you Barb, I’ve already moved on, I actually think you did me a favor by breaking it off.

Chapter 2

January 13th, 2015

Ok, the breakup thing stings a little more than I thought it would. Emotionally I think I’m cool, but I ran into two sets of mutual friends over the weekend and got the sympathetic looks from both of them. Word apparently spreads pretty quick when your fiancée decides to dump your ass on New Year’s in the Twin Cities. Navigating the whole mutual friend circuit is going to suck and I don’t know that I want to deal with that.

One of the girls I work with suggested getting the hell out of Dodge. She landed in Minneapolis after a breakup and said it was the best move she ever made (why the hell she chose here of all places I still don’t understand). Did I mention its cold as shit here too in January? Picking up and leaving doesn’t sound like the worst idea, I’ll take a look this weekend.

Chapter 3

January 19th, 2015

Miami it is. I’m pretty sure that is the furthest point geographically I can get in the United States away from Minneapolis. I can hit the beach year round – hot as shit in the summer, yes. But I am sure the massage clientele is fit and tan and will be a welcome change from the pasty white bodies I work on three quarters of the year in Minnesota.

I’ve already got a line on a job at a salon in Miami and have an apartment lined up. I’ve given my work notice and will be moving into my new digs in Miami on February 2nd. Goodbye cold, goodbye awkward looks of sympathy from mutual friends, goodbye ex-fiancée bitch (what was your name again?). Hello Miami.

Very excited, sure my next entry will be from the sunshine state but probably not for a while.

Chapter 4

February 17th, 2015

Wow, what the hell took me so long to move to Florida?

I have been insanely busy – moving, new apartment, new city – crazy stuff. I didn’t move a lot of shit down here, mainly because I didn’t have much shit to begin with. So I shipped what I had and have been spending the last couple of weeks furnishing my apartment.

I just started my new job this week. In Minneapolis most of my colleagues were female and there was only me and one other male masseur. Complete opposite here – I am one of five male masseurs, and they have two females on staff. They originally had just six masseurs but they have a heavy book of clients which was lucky for me, I came along at just the right time.