Happy Ending Massage Stories?

I'll start...

The setting was a large LA city, a long arse time ago, and I was taking a group of my employees to eat at a certain diner (rip :() near downtown.

One of the guys, who has been around, points at a massage parlor and said, "that's the fun type of massage."

Me, being naive, told him that he was full of shite. It couldn't be a happy ending place, bc it was too close to the touristy areas and on a major thoroughfare. It would be a dumb spot for a rub and tug place.

He calls. Swears it's a rub and tug, based on a fairly innocuous conversation.

Later that day, I told him he was full of shite and to go find out. He said that he didn't want to spend the money, bc he had a cheap arse boss. I offered to give him an advance. He didn't accept. I offered to pay; he lit up.

So, I took him to his massage around 9pm. He told me that he'd call me to pick him up in about an hour. He rings the bell, and they open the door just enough to let him in the building.

It was sketchier looking at night then it was during the day. I was starting to think that he was correct.

25 minutes later, my phone rings. "Pick me up." I swoop in and grab him.

Long story short...you picked an asian...Asian took you to a room...normal massage until she starts rubbing on your a-hole...turn over...cup balls and stroking shaft..."you want dis {fist in bj motion} or dis {fist see hitting palm}.

Of course this ugly mother fricker chose the latter dis.

Condom on...sucky sucky...climbs on...then doggy...condom breaks...wrapped around base...ugly mother fricker finishes.

He's drunk and stupid at the time. Well, always stupid, but ou get it.

The Asian chick jumps up and says, "oooooooo...u baaaad...u want baby....oooooooo we gone have baby....so bad so bad...wat name baby..."

"I kid. No baby. Jus gib gud tip for bein bad...ok?"

And they walked him out the back door. Our suspicion was that you exited out the back so the new johns didn't get to see what ugly mother fricker just came before you.