Gay massage first time

April 12, Views: 31, As a ritual steeped in tradition and culture, there are some things worth knowing before you head to your first hammam. To begin with, men and women bathe separately, unless you go to a modern bathhouse that accommodates couples. If you are outside of Turkey and your Turkish bath of choice is trying to recreate those in the country, this will also give you a great chance to check out all of the architecture — usually a marble-covered room with a domed roof, basins and a central raised platform.

The wait usually lasts around 15 minutes. Depending on the venue, you will be shown where to go next by your male masseur, known as a tellak. Your masseur will begin to pour warm water on you. Next, your tellak will use a kessa glove to give you a full-body scrub. This can be surprisingly painful so prepare yourself for some slight distress.

No one said a Turkish bath memoir would be written without a confession of discomfort, certainly not mine.

My First…And Maybe Last Massage

Using a large cloth roughly the size of a pillowcase, the tellak first start soaping your body. They do this by filling the cloth with air, dipping it into a bucket of warm soapy water and squeezing out a scurry of bubbles onto massage. After a quick cleanse, these will be washed off with warm water. Typically, these are done with olive or rose oil, which helps to relax and moisturise gay skin.

Be warned: Much like the Thais, the Turks are known for their vigorous massaging. I am simply a man and this is my honest experience of my first ever hammam, which was very similar to the others as I searched for the best Turkish bath Istanbul had to offer. Unless you like that sort of thing, of course.

After parting with my money and requesting the whole works, I was told in broken English to go and change into a towel no shorts underneath — birthday suit only. A couple of minutes later, the guy directed me to what resembles a massive steam room a big, hot, steamy room, but not as dry or as intense as a sauna.

I was instructed to lie down on a towel on the marble surface. He then began to massage me immediately. However, this was borderline sadism. The employee then flipped me over ten minutes after, onto my back and it was more of the same, with him throwing me about and aggressively poking away at me. My towel came off and I was naked a lot of the time.

Nobody said the Turkish bath Istanbul-style encounter would be easy, no one ever said it would be this hard…. When the hammam experience finally ended I was instructed to shower but I told the creepy laugh guy that I wanted to stay and just relax for about 30 minutes or so. It took a while for him to understand, but he finally got it with some blundering hand gestures.

As I sat time, a sea of tranquillity soaked every cell of my body.