Bokomaru

Hello, this is Luke or Tallblondejock.
rent.men/tallblondejock
I am sorry some of you don’t think my rate is fair… I lowered it to $400 . I make 165k with my real job and really not desperate for escort money. I hope that you understand why my rate is a bit higher than market. I feel that my 6’7” height and the fact I’m not a full time escort is sets me apart. On average I meet 2 clients a months, and they are plenty of people willing to pay my rate.
 
I don’t try to be flakey but I live a very busy life. Please text me if you are serious about booking and respect me and I will do the same.
+1 347 433 8053
Cheers,
Luke
 

I didn’t get hugged much growing up, but….
When I moved to NYC my parents came to visit. There were French doors separating the living room and bedroom in my apartment, but they had been removed. My father noticed the holes in the double wide doorframe where the standing-bondage anchor points had been. “Why are those holes there?” Oh, uhhhhh… that’s where the plant hangers used to be. 
He gave me one of those looks. My Dad’s a smart guy. He knew. And said nothing. 
Not THAT’S showing your son some love.

I didn’t get hugged much growing up, but….
When I moved to NYC my parents came to visit. There were French doors separating the living room and bedroom in my apartment, but they had been removed. My father noticed the holes in the double wide doorframe where the standing-bondage anchor points had been. “Why are those holes there?” Oh, uhhhhh… that’s where the plant hangers used to be. 
He gave me one of those looks. My Dad’s a smart guy. He knew. And said nothing. 
Not THAT’S showing your son some love.

I didn’t get hugged much growing up, but….
When I moved to NYC my parents came to visit. There were French doors separating the living room and bedroom in my apartment, but they had been removed. My father noticed the holes in the double wide doorframe where the standing-bondage anchor points had been. “Why are those holes there?” Oh, uhhhhh… that’s where the plant hangers used to be. 
He gave me one of those looks. My Dad’s a smart guy. He knew. And said nothing. 
Not THAT’S showing your son some love.

I highly recommend the documentary “The Opera House” which tells the story of the building of Lincoln Center, with particular focus on the Met. It features an interview with Lyontyne Price and wow, she’s amazing. This documentary is currently available on Apple TV for rental. Worth seeking out. 

I didn’t get hugged much growing up, but….
When I moved to NYC my parents came to visit. There were French doors separating the living room and bedroom in my apartment, but they had been removed. My father noticed the holes in the double wide doorframe where the standing-bondage anchor points had been. “Why are those holes there?” Oh, uhhhhh… that’s where the plant hangers used to be. 
He gave me one of those looks. My Dad’s a smart guy. He knew. And said nothing. 
Not THAT’S showing your son some love.

gayforit.eu has been around for years and has an extensive library.
 
Are you connecting foot to foot, or fish to fish? 
Or foot to fish? (because that would be weird)

I didn’t get hugged much growing up, but….
When I moved to NYC my parents came to visit. There were French doors separating the living room and bedroom in my apartment, but they had been removed. My father noticed the holes in the double wide doorframe where the standing-bondage anchor points had been. “Why are those holes there?” Oh, uhhhhh… that’s where the plant hangers used to be. 
He gave me one of those looks. My Dad’s a smart guy. He knew. And said nothing. 
Not THAT’S showing your son some love.

I didn’t get hugged much growing up, but….
When I moved to NYC my parents came to visit. There were French doors separating the living room and bedroom in my apartment, but they had been removed. My father noticed the holes in the double wide doorframe where the standing-bondage anchor points had been. “Why are those holes there?” Oh, uhhhhh… that’s where the plant hangers used to be. 
He gave me one of those looks. My Dad’s a smart guy. He knew. And said nothing. 
Not THAT’S showing your son some love.

I didn’t get hugged much growing up, but….
When I moved to NYC my parents came to visit. There were French doors separating the living room and bedroom in my apartment, but they had been removed. My father noticed the holes in the double wide doorframe where the standing-bondage anchor points had been. “Why are those holes there?” Oh, uhhhhh… that’s where the plant hangers used to be. 
He gave me one of those looks. My Dad’s a smart guy. He knew. And said nothing. 
Not THAT’S showing your son some love.

I wasn't criticizing your ability to give back. I was sad to hear that you felt you needed to "make up" for not being straight.
My parents are actually pretty open minded people and I never really HAD to say much to them about my relationships. Even when I was dating a guy, it took my mother only two visits to figure it out. My wife is a college friend and yes, my mother knows we both experimented a lot with relationships with both men and women.
I never mentioned the swingers parties to her but I did tell my father who was envious of my ability to experience the world in ways he never could have.
I did not bring up the subject of dungeon parties or huge orgies in the early 2000s.  Some things just need to be left to a parent's imagination. 😉
 

Neither of my parents were physically affectionate once I reached 6 or so,  that I remember. (My dad was never affectionate to me in my early memories.) By the time I had my first sexual experience at 32, my skin was aching to be touched. I remember laying in bed at nights thinking my skin would break if anyone ever actually touched me. 
My dad would every once in a while be affectionate, like in church when he felt like pretending to be a good dad.  I hated that.  We didn't have a good relationship,  and it felt like I was part of a show.  Looking back,  the location might have been a reminder to him,  not actually a show.
My mother was half Italian and not physically affectionate.  In my younger years before she had a radical religious encounter,  she had a hot temper and would fly off the handle (never at me). But I always knew she loved us.  She showed it every day in many ways, from feeding us, reading to us, doing nice things with us,  spending time with us.  
My sister, however,  had an opposite experience and felt loved by my dad more. Looking back,  my sister must have had some undiagnosed mental health issues, which were exacerbated by my mom's ignorance in parenting and her desire to correct her own faults in her daughter. 
As I got older,  I realized my dad wasn't malicious (to clarify,  although he grew up severely abused, he never laid a hand on his own kids,  which says a lot about him). He was severely depressed in the era before medications,  not very smart,  and extraordinarily lazy. He worked long hours to supply our needs. He loved us very much, just didn't know how (or want to put much effort) into showing us. He came home at night and vegged out on TV. 
I loved my mom very much.  We were very close to her last day,  and I miss her terribly. I became very close to my dad in his final 10 months,  as my sister and brother basically disappeared once he went on hospice (in the last few months,  I made them become involved because I knew I couldn't do it alone and he needed us there). My dad was the type to be cocky, to brag about his kids because it made him look good. Once he got the hospice talk from the doctor,  it was very healing for him to acknowledge to me that he was a terrible father.  I needed to hear that.  He also explained that he did more with my siblings just because they had more in common,  which I already knew.  It helped heal that relationship before he died.  

Sometimes yes-sometimes no. I was just so shocked when I found the obituary. I mean obviously I've encountered death at my age. But he was younger than I am. I just need to do better.
 
I mean last night I was tearing up when a character died on Poldark. That happens a lot. TV and movie deaths affect me -I'm a sap but I guess it is a tribute to the production.  But I need to make sure I carry over those kind of feelings to real people. This man and I had a relationship. It was a limited one. But it was a relationship nonetheless. I should have inquired-not been so caught up in my own mishegoss. 
 
But thank you for the kind words @MikeBiDude
 
I actually have another situation to tell. It's from several years ago. I almost wrote about it then. But I was really emotional about it. I could never quite put it completely into words.  Now the emotion is not as intense-and my memory of it not as acute (or accurate). I may post about it in a few months. It's more of tribute piece-along with some regrets-of a man I wasn't able to really publicly mourn. Well I could mourn him-just it was by myself. Because of the situation I wasn't able to share how much over the years he had meant to me (platonically only) with his family. 
 
Gman

I think it was Confucius who once said Man who have lot to lose, shouldn't give out personal info to male escort site.
They do accept bitcoin if you're willing to jump through those hoops.

Firstly, there are many people in your situation.
Secondly, I think the above recommendations pointing you to "gay" groups is misguided. It's often the gays who are most critical of men who marry women yet have same-sex attraction. I would recommend you focus more on bisexual support groups. Although you may not identify as bi, you will find far more people with similar experiences as yourself, than you will dealing with gay men. 
I have a childhood friend in Chester PA who recently decided to live as a gay man after being married for decades and raising two boys. He's quite happy and seems to have found a circle of friends who support him.  The Philly suburbs definitely lean conservative so obviously discretion is the key to finding a balance between family and an active gay lifestyle. As I told my friend, step out of the closet, don't jump out with a dress and high heels.
Here is a web page that some of my other bisexual friends have used to find support and friends in their community.
Bisexual Resource Center
BIRESOURCE.ORG Also feel free to Private Message me.
My wife and I are both bisexual and are raising two teenagers.

Zero. 
In my late 20’s, the day my father hugged me….really HUGGED me, I told my then BF on the drive home, “that man will be dead soon".
My BF was stunned and said ‘what the fuck are you talking about? He’s fine."
My father died from a massive hearth attack within a week. 
I am eternally grateful for that hug. 

Let’s really get this conversation going. Who’s opposed to the Oxford comma? Tell us now so that we know who to block!

Back on the topic, I wanted to mention how struck I was by my NHS care in the UK as it compared to the US. Here it seems doctors are often very rushed and don’t take time to really dig into the issue. Especially if it’s something difficult to pin down. 
 
In the UK I had the (admittedly anecdotal) opposite experience. With two separate heath issues, the doctors I encountered took the time for very thorough questions about medical history and symptoms. A 30+ minute discussion is a rarity in the US and it seems I’m often suggested a pill to take to see if it helps… “come back if you’re still having trouble.” But in the UK, careful discussion  yielded great results for me. 

I’m generalizing of course about US care. And I will admit that the many Brits in my life seem to have a low opinion of NHS. They all seem to have private insurance. 

For the philosophers among us, a hypothetical. 
  Scenario 1, you are at a market and see a painting you love. It’s $50. You are familiar with the artist and are certain that its value is in excess of $2,000. You pay $50 and walk away with no ethical concerns. 
  Scenario 2, you go to a friend’s place for dinner. You see a painting and mention that you love it. Your friend says that he inherited it and never liked it much. He’s thinking of selling it and you could have it for $50 if you want it. You think that he’s possibly not familiar with the artist and you don’t want to take advantage of your friend. You tell him that it’s probably worth $2,000.    Which scenario describes your situation? I think the answer is that it lies somewhere in between. Closer to #2… maybe? Hard to say. There are no right or wrong answers. Just bear in mind that if you choose door #1 you do so to your own advantage, and an ethical person would at least take that into consideration. 

Let’s really get this conversation going. Who’s opposed to the Oxford comma? Tell us now so that we know who to block!

He's hot but I'm always a little bit wary of anyone who brings up findom. I wouldn't totally rule them out, but it smacks of wanting a lot and giving nothing. 

Knowing talk of politics is verboten, still I must observe that them who oppose the Oxford comma are not only uncultured barbarians but also traitors to the Crown. Whenever that precious final punctuation is omitted, I know Professor Higgins spins in his literary grave.
In truth, however, while not universally needed, I think consistent use of the Oxford comma better assures a clarity in situations that without it, could be lost.
I compare it to use of turn signals. Use them instinctively without regard to whether someone is behind you or not, and then you'll never forget.

I agree that it was very difficult, but I finally managed to transition from two spaces to only one after a sentence. 
And I couldn't be more grateful. I estimate that in the years since making the change, I have shaved as much as three minutes off my totaled workload.

Let’s really get this conversation going. Who’s opposed to the Oxford comma? Tell us now so that we know who to block!

Let’s really get this conversation going. Who’s opposed to the Oxford comma? Tell us now so that we know who to block!