At its core is sacred worship and an animalistic exploration of your body. An excessive amount of hot oil is poured over you on a leather table with no sheets – this unlocks a novel and quite absurd moveset (Nuru) where my glistening oiled-up furry body can glide over and envelope yours, performing a slippery acrobatics routine with cat-like grace atop you.

An altered state of consciousness (what I call primal flow state) is achieved through cannabis and tantric trance music, this allows the leopard to meticulously explore every nook and crevice of your body – maximum skin-to-skin contact and body part connections, feather-touch caressing, tongue in your ear, toes in your taint, thighs squeezing your head, etc…

My dexterous feet are incorporated as much as my hands and will feel just as polished as a synchronized 4-hand massage (4-paw massage?). These exotic techniques, developed through carnal intuition and sheer practice, are wildly efficient, intensely intimate, and deeply erotic, forbidden in any clinical Western massage setting – wherein lies the beauty and freedom of being a gay masseur. Your body is my canvas, and I intend to paint you with pleasure.