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  1. I hired Daniel for a therapeutic massage. I wanted to feel the hands of a giant squeeze my glutes. I asked for strong pressure and he delivered. I was draped. He wore shorts. I was very happy (in a non-sexual way) with the experience. He looks like his pictures. He speaks fluent English with an accent. Intelligent, gentle, very strong, knows his way around a sore back. 

  2. 4 hours ago, purplekow said:

    Perhaps to some this is just semantics, but for me it helps clarify in my mind a situation which is caused from outside the person afflicted, disease and the other is a state of being of the person directly affected, condition. Conditions may lead to disease, cirrhosis for example.    

    Consider,   One HAS cancer.  One IS an addict.

    I understand this distinction. There's a social component to lethal addictions. I've seen it in my family. In a calmer world with fewer social stressors, many who succumb would live full lives. 

  3. 16 hours ago, BenjaminNicholas said:

    It truly depends on the hotel and the employee.

    No matter what stories you hear on this thread, I'd still tread lightly with hotel staff.

    More to what the OP is seeking, super high-end is not really in the wheelhouse of this board

    I hope this goes without saying. 

    And yeah, super high-end means somebody else handles these details. 

  4. "I'm in town alone and I'd like to meet a man to spend the evening with, someone who will be discreet in public and behave appropriately." That should do it. You've told the concierge what you want and allayed any concerns about blowback for him or the hotel.  

    It might be easier to discuss the details with a gay concierge, but I once had this discussion with a  straight concierge at the Hay-Adams in D.C. who understood perfectly and made an introduction. 

  5. In 30+ years, I've only run into providers twice in the wild. 1:  At Whole Foods. The man walked up to me and I stood frozen holding my cart. He picked up a jar of coconut oil, turned on his "let's fuck" grin, and said it was for my next visit. Instant boner for me and I made our next appointment before leaving the parking lot.  2: In a theater. A guy who had told me he was an actor turned out to be telling the truth. My seat was second row center. I was worried he would spot me and lose focus, so I ducked my head and snuck out during the first act.  

    Discretion is good manners.

  6. I remember suddenly losing half my friends to AIDS. I survived because I had been lucky before we understood how the virus spread and I completely stopped fucking for years... It was terrifying and a life-changing loss for all of us survivors. Remember body electric and those j/o parties the health department used to run in SF? A lot of us cultivated an appreciation for massage as a response to the HIV epidemic. Touch without penetration or exchange of fluids was safe sex. Monkey pox is replaying the trauma for me. I miss my weekly massages. I just had an appointment and couldn't stop worrying about who the therapist had touched before me...  I had to ask him to leave. This feels like 1987 all over again.  Hard stop for me until I'm fully vaccinated. 😢

  7. I talked to my doc yesterday. He said my smallpox vaccination may offer some protection, but I should get a monkeypox vaccination.  He's gay and sex positive and knows what I do and approximately how many people I do it with. He said, "continue with your current partners but avoid new contacts until you've been vaccinated".  He mentioned spas and massages as risks to avoid. 

     

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