What a difference it makes to have a therapist pull down one's underwear.
When I need deep-tissue massage, I always make an appointment with "Linda," who is the best LMT in my community now...highly skilled and with VERY strong hands. Her clinic (where she works alone) includes incense and the sound of running water, but it is obviously NOT an Asian Massage Parlor, and Linda herself always dresses in T-shirts tucked into a belted pair of jeans. The message is clear.
Before my first massage from Linda, she said, "Please remove your outer clothes and hang them here, but keep your underwear in place. Then get under the top sheet."
Of course, I followed her instructions, on that and all subsequent visits. Linda does lift the sheet away as she works oil into my back, and later uses oiled deep strokes on my legs. But the undies always stayed in place.
Recently, though, I was experiencing rock-like stiffness in my lower back that yoga did not relieve, along with sharp pain in my sacrum, radiating out into both hips. At Linda's, when she asked me to describe any pain or other issues, I told her. She just nodded, and we began the massage as always.
But after Linda finished her work on my back, she astonished me by slipping her fingers inside the waistband of my boxers, folding it down, and then pulling down my underwear entirely, so that my hips were fully exposed to her!
The front surface of my boxers was caught on my penis, so she waited for me to raise up and slip them the rest of the way down between my body and the table. Then she went to work on my hips, bare to the gaze of this lovely woman. It was thrilling to be essentially naked with Linda, after knowing her and receiving her massages for so many years.
Linda spent at least a half hour on my sacrum and hips. She used deep pressure as well as carezza, and even the sides of her arms and her elbows on my cheeks. She dipped her fingers between my cheeks as needed to massage the area at the base of my sacrum...never touching my anus, but coming deliciously close. Linda got onto my bare back and used her weight to supply pressure as she leaned in, her hands and fingertips going into my hips, which felt wonderful. She also used broad strokes with her entire hands against my hips, one to each cheek, in a rolling motion that parted them cyclically. At the moment of truth in each cycle, I could feel my exposed anus opening to the cool air of the room, a smooth tiny influx of coolness going into me each time, and I could feel as well as hear a slight smacking sound as it opened and closed. Linda took this all in stride.
Finally, when she was finished and my entire pelvis felt like it was glowing, she deftly pulled my boxers back up, and moved on to my legs.
I was very grateful to Linda, not only for the relief from pain, but also for her courage in offering me something that she obviously does not do for most of her clients. It felt sweetly intimate, as if she were saying, "It's OK. I usually won't do this, but I know you need it, and I trust you."
I have had several massages from Linda since, for the same reason...always with her pulling down my underpants, and blessing my hips with her touch.
We've become good friends, and I recommend her to everyone...but I leave the details for them to discover on their own.