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It could also mean "I don't normally clean out before sessions. If you want me to bottom, you'd better warn me." I would always be clear in setting up the appointment who's top and who's bottom if you want it to go there.

When I was in my early 30s I had a regular masseur whom I met at his apartment...strictly legit, but only because I didn't know any better. One time when I arrived, his husband answered the street door, wearing only a cock ring. I would have loved a 3-way with those two, but I was too naive at the time to pursue the idea. A few years later, when I arrived at the apartment of my then-regular masseur/escort, he met me at the door and said "My mother's in the other room, so we have to be quiet". The "other room" was through an archway with a curtain across...no door, much less a lock. We did our usual massage followed by sex, him joining me on the massage table, and him reminding me "shhhh" at the moment of truth so mother wouldn't hear. I thought it was funny at the time..."look what we got away with." I'm not 30 anymore and today I definitely want to know in advance if there is someone else there. A couple of years ago when I arrived at my then- regular masseur's one-room studio, his newish lover was there, and left when I arrived. The masseur apologized and said it was a one-time occurrence. When I left afterwards, the lover was in the lobby watching me get off the elevator and looking none too pleased. It really irritated me. If the lover had wanted to join in 3-way it would have been a different thing. Somehow, those two worked it out because the lover was never in sight again during massages, I am glad to say.

I was an acquaintance of a provider who advertised muscle worship...by which he meant no touching...all he was selling was letting his clients look at him and jerk off...no touching either way. As one can imagine, this ended up in some unpleasant encounters for everyone concerned...no one quite imagined that is all they were going to get. Not surprisingly he ran out of clients quickly and moved in search of clients from the Castro to Manhattan to Wilton Manors to Hillcrest...where he seems to have disappeared. Yup, you'd better be specific.

How many husbands do I have? One at a time, mostly. The others are just hookups.

A gay masseur and a gay client...pretty common indeed! I remember forty years ago, this skilled therapeutic masseur asking..."Is it ok if I touch your cock?" "Please do" was the answer. I can't imagine it any other way.

Lots of really good looking men being discussed that I could go for. My current favorite masseur is Karl Kang...my preference being young Asian twunks. I don't know how many on this site have a similar taste, but I wanted to post at least one representative of the genre. Karlkang - Male Massage & Bodywork in San Francisco, CA | RentMasseur RENTMASSEUR.COM Gay Masseur karlkang in San Francisco, CA offering a wide range of massages ⭐ experienced in...

This poor boy needs the steady hand of an older experienced man to teach him the niceties of life. This one is more than I would be up for, but I have often given young men marketing advice, helped re-write their ads, provided financial advice, boyfriend advice, etc. This is one beauty of a May - December relationship, paid or not. The older man provides life guidance and the younger man provides searing hot sex. Works for me.

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IMO, this will make it harder for clients to know what they can actually expect...If therapeutic was "no touchy no feely", sensual was "some" but not the "most" which was erotic. Now all one will know is it's more than nothing, but not how much. I think this will result in a lot more crossed expectations.

@pubic_assistance thanks for starting this thread…it’s pretty awe-inspiring. I think I’d better go jerk off.

Interesting. In 2019, just after the legalization of homosexuality, I (then age 76) marched in the Gay Pride Parade in Mumbai. I got a lot of attention too. Not sure just why. I can imagine several cultural explanations, but I just took it and enjoyed those stunning Indian men.

My mother always told me never to let a man see me completely naked...always wear string of pearls, or a smart cocktail hat in bed.

I was recently in Honolulu where the market depends on visitors (providers and clients) and so is always hit or miss. I picked six providers from their ads on RentMasseur and RentMen. I then searched C.O.M. and scratched five of the six. The comments from this site were spot on for the 5-star boy I hired. I of course don't know about the other five, but why take a chance when this site pointed out a clear winner.

I am a morning person. As a kid, I always jerked off in the morning when I woke up. I've usually fucked with my husbands in the morning. I usually book providers 9 or 10 AM, their first of the day, when we are all fresh. That being said, not everyone is a morning person, and there is always "I can't come because I have other client(s)today.”

Interesting topic (what are the two topics everyone talks about?...money...and sex. And here they are merged.) When I first started hiring, and ran the hourly rate out to a year, I thought holy smokes, this is a gold mine! Well, a few years in and working with several regulars whom I have both observed close up (very) and shared our lives, I can see it's different when you really get into it. We all have a lot to do in the (nominally) 16 hours in a day beyond our "regular work day" and lots of personal expenses that everyone has. There are some where a provider, by the nature of their business, may spend more hours and more dollars than you and I might as clients. Here are a few that could apply, some depending on what image the provider is selling. Rent. Private apartment, no roommates (In expensive SF where I live, even many highly paid techies have roommates to keep down expenses). Top providers need their space to be of a quality and in a neighborhood that clients will come to, especially out of town clients who may not be used to city living. Has to be spotlessly clean. Doing the laundry. Providers have multiple towels and maybe sheets...every day...hours taken at the laundromat. Not a huge expense but what a time sink! On the other hand they don't need Brioni suits for work...a jockstrap or a Speedo to start off in is sufficient. Massage/sex supplies. Lots, and high quality. The Gym. Every day. The kind of providers I patronize spend an enormous amount of time working on the "perfect" body. Often with the latest, greatest pricey personal trainer. Medical check-ups, blood tests, etc. I do once every 90 days (to be on Prep). A responsible provider probably does a lot more frequently. Massage trainings, additional certifications. One of my providers does several "classes" or massage retreats a year. Keeps him fresh, and keeps me interested. Beauty treatments. On this site we often discuss age-shaving, the reason for which is that in our culture youth sells. Facials, skin treatments, hair styling/coloring, electrolysis, pubic/body hair grooming, having "work done." Varies vastly by provider, but if your selling image, it ain't cheap. Physical limitations. One of my boys has just scheduled an orthopedic surgery, due wholly to a life as an athlete/gym rat/masseur. This will likely knock him out the massage business for months and could have even more effect. It's called age. The work of a provider is just that...work...and hard physical work. In addition, as others have said, the smart ones are paying taxes and social security and health insurance. Chiseling on income taxes is a double edged sword...some day you will be depending in part on social security, which is proportional to your contributions. In a "normal" business job, you start off as a low paid new hire, and can constantly move up the ladder and maybe be a CEO some day, earning more as you mature in the business. And then when I, for example, retired, I became a consultant and was able to quadruple my hourly rate. For providers it is the opposite...there is some "optimum" age that may be different depending on what the individual provider is selling, but let's face it, there is a reason so many of the providers stop aging in their advertisements at 29. How many providers at 59...or 69 can command the rate they did at 29 in our age-conscious society? I had a very handsome acquaintance who proudly advertised therapeutic and sensual massage for decades, but not erotic. I was shocked to see him recently and realize he is not the hot thirty-year old I knew him as, and noted that as he approaches 60 his ad now includes erotic. I have had one regular who used the money he was earning as a provider to get an expensive advanced degree. Great way to do it...no punishing student loans. But now he is out in the job market, far older than his peers, and earning a starting salary as he approaches middle age. Fortunately he also invested some f his earnings wisely business ventures and (hopefully) has a nest egg for retirement. I think as much as we try not to, for many, being in this line of work does effect personal relationships, especially with a partner or lover. This of course is very personal but can be a big price. I am forever grateful that there are providers who vastly improve the quality of my physical and emotional life, and am happy to pay the going rate. I don't think it's extravagant. I am pleased to see my boys earn a good living, but it's not forever. Like Kevin, I encourage providers to plan for the future. Likewise with limited success. As my father used to say, "Too soon old, and too late smart." It's the human condition.

Here's what today's pope has said (2023): "VATICAN CITY (CNS) -- Pope Francis reaffirmed that homosexuality is not a crime, and that any sexual act outside of marriage is a sin, in a written response to a request for clarification about his remarks during a recent interview with the Associated Press. In an interview with the agency televised and published in Spanish Jan. 25, the pope had said that "being homosexual is not a crime. It is not a crime." He defined as "unjust" laws that criminalize homosexuality or homosexual activity and urged church members, including bishops, to show "tenderness" as God does with each of his children. In the interview the pope said, "We are all children of God, and God loves us as we are and for the strength that each of us fights for our dignity. Being homosexual is not a crime. It is not a crime." Then, he voiced an objection to that statement, followed by how he would respond to that objection, saying, "'Yes, but it is a sin.' Fine, but first let us distinguish between a sin and a crime." "It's also a sin to lack charity with one another," he added." Yup. I subscribe to showing tenderness to every (18 or over) child I can.

KM411...It's never too late. Go make an appointment with the provider of your dreams!

Sexual adventurer that I am, I have so many stories. Problem is I forget which ones I have written about before. Let's try this one. My first job out of college was in Iran, (during the era of the Shah, before the Islamic Republic), when I was in my early 20s. I lived in a small provincial capital...probably about 20,000 people. The day I moved into my house, the doorbell rang, and it was two students. There was Farid, one of those stunningly beautiful boys we have all seen on countless TV newscasts...light olive skin, piercing dark eyes, black hair, long eyelashes...a real looker. Upper class city stock. His friend Salman was village stock...coarser facial details, dark swarthy look. Mr. Butch. Could have been a leather number in training if he lived here. They came in and we tried to talk in their high school English and my weak Farsi. They saw I had a stereo (newly purchased on a layover in Beruit) and said "Play the Beatles". (That's how long ago this was). Then they said, "Teach us the Twist." So we started dancing, ass to ass to ass, and of course it was blistering hot, so we soon took of our shirts. Then one said lets take off our belts. This was really odd. A few minutes later, he said, lets take off our trousers. Iranians wear layered pants...trousers on the outside, then pajama-like long underpants, and then boxer shorts. So I was in my boxers and they were in their pajama like pants. By this time I could see right where this was going. Me, 21 or22; them younger; me, a foreigner; an Islamic country. First day, in my house, with no window coverings! Well, judgement went out the window, and we were soon writhing on the floor naked. Soon Farid, the pretty boy, was on his back, legs in the air, spreading his cheeks. I grabbed some Nivea face cream, lubed up, and he took me like a champ. The next thing I knew, Salman was in my ass, and I was the white filling in the middle of an oreo. It was incredible on a whole bunch of levels, not the least of which I had prepared myself for two years of beating off and nothing else in this conservative country. Before they left that evening, we did it twice more. Fast forward to the next day, and the door bell rings, and it is another youth, Nader. Tall, thin, sophisticated, better English, in a white shirt and slacks. We talked as best we could, had tea, when out of the blue, he asks me, via sign language, if I had fucked Farid the day before. I shook my head NO. Why not, he said, everyone else does. At which point he is looking at my crotch, starts stroking his dick, and pulls me in for a deep kiss. This ended on my bedroll on the floor (furniture hadn't arrived yet), and him fucking me. Pure bliss. Well, not so pure. He had a beautifully developing body, with his torso dusted with teen-aged hair just starting to come in. Moslems are circumcised, and use a depilatory on their body hair. We fell asleep in each others arms. An hour later, the door bell rang and I could see it was Farid and Salman, who invited themselves in. I had Nader's shirt around my waist, Nader was laying on his back on the bedroll at full mast, and a great four-way ensued. It turned out that Farid and Salman were lovers, that Farid indeed was the town peg board, and that all three of them were part of what I can only describe as a roving orgy of young unattached men. In traditional Iran, men are kept away from women until marriage, so the guys are all doing each other. There were numerous parties, in someone or another's house, featuring the local rot gut vodka or rot gut beer, hashish, and cock and ass wall to wall. A well-known secret. The camel in the living room, if you will. Enough for now. How about some other travel stories, guys?

Since my hires are exclusively self-employed and set their own rates, I do not ordinarily tip. As others have said, it is up to them to set the rate they need/want, and it is up to me to pay it without question. I regularly patronize two regulars whom I value highly, see them often, book in advance, consider their schedules as well as mine, and write positive reviews on the booking sites and on here. On the very rare occasions when I have had to reschedule an appointment (two or more days in advance) I have done a 10% tip. My newest provider charged 5% more than provider #1, so I raised provider #1's stipend to match. In addition, I give end-of-year gifts to my providers, typically about 50% of their 90 minute rate, and also birthday gifts. They are giving me what they have...professional quality body work by a hot young stud. I am giving them what I have...cash, care, and any advice and counsel they may ask from someone with a lot of life experience. It seems to be working.

I either leave the cash, folded, on a table, or slip it in the provider's hand as part of saying goodbye and thanking each other. I have never had anyone count it while I am present. Of course, exact change. I recently had to ask my hair cutter for change...and then he miscounted the change, and I had to ask for more. I felt very cheap afterwards, I should have just given it to him as an extra tip. It caused me to later give him an even more generous end-of-year financial gift. I am redoubling my efforts to keep a stack of bills in every denomination at home so this never happens again. Yes these are services. Yes this is business. But they are intimate services that do not need to be tarnished by money changers in the temple.

Mattr, it does depend in part on what you feel you can afford, but I recommend hiring more rather than less. The fewer the hires, the bigger deal each session becomes, the more pressure we put on the encounter to be fabulous, the more nervous we become, and the less likely it is to be the be all and end all. As you hire more, it takes the pressure off every encounter to be a life-changing event, the more relaxed you can be, and the more likely you will enjoy the session for what it is. At least that is something I have learned in my life for lots of things...for going to a concert, for a gourmet meal out, for a vacation, and for a roll in the hay. It's something to consider.

In part it goes back to who/how you are selecting. Here's what works for me. Is his ad on RentMasseur? How much double entendre (or more) is in his text? Does he also have an ad on RentMen? Is he dressed/posed provocatively in his photos? Do all or most of his reviews state the massage was "erotic"? What do the reviews say/imply went on? I have found the more of these I can check off, the less likely there would be any question. If ever I have a doubt when trying someone new and want to be clear, my message will be "I would like to book an excellent __ minute therapeutic massage that is also sensual and erotic." Works for me.

I like to hire the nubile young muscleboys who can be the hot jocks I lusted after in high school, and have forever regretted not seducing.

Going back to Vegas_Millennial's quote of "I'm a man of leisure", I usually say "I'm a lady who lunches."