This is will be first post, pretty honored to pop my cherry on this thread. Did my homework and read up on rules of regulation before posting, no questions (though, seeing as I am very new to this scene I have more than I can keep track of), and might as well start off strong with a review.
I went here after work. This was my first AMP experience in NYC, my first being at a place out in Bethpage, I will write a review on that one later. So I didn't know what to expect. I stood across the street trying to get a feel for the area, seemed beyond sketchy, but then again, it IS sketchy, so what was I expecting a red carpet and hype men to usher me in? There is no signage in the lobby, oddly enough, I had gotten my haircut in this building as a kid (native NYer) and recognized the elevator (boy if I only knew back then). I took it all the way up to the top, small little elevator, I strongly recommend the stairs if you are claustrophobic. Get out on the top floor, right the bell and am immediately greeted and ushered into a room just away from the counter. There was a large massage table set up with a mirror adjacent to it, I'd never seen this sort of set up before in an basic parlor so I knew that I was in the right place. Yuli was my provider, tiny little thing, wearing a tight black dress, she was sweet, just the sort of warm and inviting energy I needed to slow my heart rate down a bit (I was nervous). We took care of the house fee first and then she took me over to the TS. This was my first TS experience, I was trepidatious at first, the room sort of smelled like old water, she briefly rinsed the surface off before instructing me to lay on it, I'm not a germ freak but the thought of how many other lads have cleaned their days off them in the hours before I arrived and sort of grimaced. But, at this point, if I was secret service you could have asked me for the nuclear codes, I was all in and I ain't no quitter!
The TS was lovely, I didn't really need a shower, but Yuli sudsed me right on up, got right up into the fun regions and cleaned them out good like I was about to perform a surgery. No action in the TS room, she dried me up, gave me some mouth wash, and got me back into the room.
She started off with what was actually a phenomenal massage. I have never been to a FS before, and I think I intend to once I can figure out which one I want to go to (by the way, moderators, or anyone reading this, feel free to DM me with recommendations on places to check out, hopefully I am on the right path). At this point in my journey, I am welcoming the massage aspect as part of the thrill. Frankly I had 0 idea how common this sort of thing was, imagine that, 33 years of living here (and I grew up in chinatown no less).
I digress, Yuli dimmed the lights a little more, starting some LT along my back, which almost made me giggle because I am sort of ticklish, then flipped me over and in a very soft and innocent voice whispered "handjob ok?" I felt the need to pretend to have to really mull this decision over like a real bozo. I of course said yes, and she went in on me. There is something so nice about a professional HJ. I was still nervous at first, so my little buddy was slow to come out. But Yuli knows how to coax snakes like mine out of their caves, I was full mast moments later. She had a great technique, strong yet sensual, no double handed pepper grinder action, which is what I'd prefer, but I was too shy to buck up and show her what I wanted. Nevertheless, I shot my rope out pretty quick. She cleaned me up, and then finished the massage, focusing on my neck, thighs and feet. One thing that sort of tripped me up, was the doorbell kept ringing, obviously other customers coming in and out, but it was loud, and I kept thinking that the SWAT team was gonna be the ones ringing the bell, I am a career worrier. It was not the end of the world, just something I clocked as oddly off putting throughout the experience.
When it was over, she helped me dress, I tipped, +100 (unsure of what the norms are for tipping, again, any advice DM's would be greatly appreciate), thanked her dearly, put my baseball hat on tightly over my eyes and scurried out of their like a roach under whatever they hide under in your kitchen.
It was a good experience. Helped ease my toes into this growing hobby. Since then I have gone to one other private provider which I will write a review about shortly.
This is a cool little niche group, I am grateful for all of the detailed entries, some of them crack me up, and sh*t, some of you ought to be erotic novelists.
Hope to leave many more of these, and if there is anything that is not up to code here, I do apologize.
80+100 =180
