What is Himeros Massage? Brett Jackson knows Himeros was the Greek god of sexual desire, but how does that translate into a massage, and is he ready for whatever it might be?<br><br>After throwing his cheating and drug-addicted boyfriend out of his life, Brett spent a year believing celibacy was his best option. But his close friend Leo says Brett has checked out of life, and it’s time to return. He gives Brett a gift certificate for a massage. The only problem is, he won’t -- or can’t -- describe what a Himeros Massage is. He just assures Brett it isn’t a “rub and tug” kind of thing.<br><br>Meeting handsome massage therapist Aaron James, Brett decides to open his mind and see what happens. But can a massage really help him reclaim his life?

Himeros Massage

How long am I going to hide?He asked himself. How long am I going to let some punk-ass, meth-addicted liar continue to fuck with my head? He’s long gone, but I keep letting his voice speak in my head. Fuck that!


Brett could feel his heart pounding, but it was for a different reason—he’d made the decision to stay. He figured whatever happened here couldn’t be any worse than the past year of self-flagellation he’d been putting himself through. Enough was enough.


“No?” Aaron asked. “You don’t want to talk?”


“No limits. I need something and I don’t know what, but I need to make a shift—a big one. So I’m open to whatever.”


“Good,” Aaron smiled. “And, Brett, don’t worry. You’re in good hands. We do this together. And if there is anything, at any time, for any reason, you want different or don’t like, just let me know. There’s no judgment…this is about you, okay?”


That made Brett feel better and he found himself smiling. Aaron stood up and crossed to the entryway. 


Chapter 8