First guy I remember hiring was a beautifully built black guy, imagine a sculpted college football linebacker or running back. Closely resembled DeAngelo Jackson in his early years. Met him at one of the Times Square area peep shows. I couldn't believe a guy that gorgeous was cruising there, and I couldn't resist. Our first encounter was in one of the booths. I was naive enough not to realize he was looking for customers. In any event, he was so hot I couldn't say no, and I paid whatever he asked to give me oral and finish me with a hand job, so long ago I don't remember how much. We met that way a couple more times, and then I summoned up the courage to hire him to come home with me to bottom for me. Again, I don't remember the rate he asked/I offered. We had a few of those sessions. (This was before cell phones, and he didn't have a phone number I could use for these purposes, so we only met by serendipity when we were both at the particular peep show.) One time we even had sort of a date--I took him to see "Purple Rain" before we went back to my place. That came out in 1984, so we probably met in 1983. He was not only gorgeous but a genuinely nice guy with a very hard-luck life story, the details of which I don't remember. As best I remember, not long after the movie "date" he told me he was moving out of town. I still remember him fondly.