Luv2play

I’ve never had a Speedo that knotted at the back. But whatever, in that situation I would have done whatever to get those briefs down.

He’s a smoker, which would rule him out for me as I prefer longer sessions and smoke breaks would be a deal killer.

The first 25 years of my life I was supported by my parents and got educated. The next 25 years I supported myself and built my wealth. The last 27 years I have been retired and led a comfortable life without having to work. Worked for me. But I was lucky to live in a time when costs of living were reasonable and one could save. Houses were relatively affordable and other things like cars were relatively cheap. I always had 2 which was a bit of an indulgence. And travel was easy and relatively hassle free. I feel sorry for the younger generation. They don’t have it as easy.

50 years ago when I started travelling extensively to Europe for business I bought colognes in the duty free shops. I loved using them, Vetiver, Capitain Molineux and other male fragrances. But those are the ones I remember. I didn’t put them on my underarms but just splashed them on around my chest. As I got older I started using underarm deodorant but not antiperspirant with aluminum as that got a bad reputation. After I retired I stopped using any body fragrance or deodorants. Au natural all the way now.

I tend to follow the same routine. I floss after every meal because particles of food can get trapped between teeth. At 78 my teeth are in pretty good shape. I just saw my dentist last week for a cleaning which I do every 4 months. I lost a molar last year after the filling collapsed and the tooth couldn’t be salvaged. I have all my other teeth except the wisdom teeth which were extracted in my early 20’s. I regard oral care and healthy teeth as essential to my good health overall.

I met one provider a couple of years ago who had neg on PreP on his RM ad but when I questioned him admitted he was pos and on medication that made him undetectable. He had been a pornstar 10 years earlier and had barebacked with some of the biggest names in the industry. He removed his ad about 3 months later.

Before it burns down in the next wildfire. Seems to have escaped last year’s Palisades fire.

I grew up having a family cottage on a nice lake 2 hours north of Montreal in the Laurentian mountains. So it was in my DNA to get a cottage of my own when I grew up. My opportunity to get one happened when three gay friends bought 2 cottages in the country and a third property next door became available. So I took the plunge at 40 and acquired my own escape from the city. After my friends died of AIDs I sold my place because it just didn’t feel the same there with all the memories of the fun times we had had for 6 years. A few years later I acquired a share of my father’s cottage when he went into a retirement home. That lasted 13 years. By the time we decided to sell, I was ready to give up cottage life. But I still miss some aspects like being able to swim just outside and go boating, including sailing.

The limp dick is something not stated in the original telling of the episode. That is very important and I can now see why you didn’t pay. Had it been hard I would say pay up. I mean a Throat fuck is a throat fuck.

Beavers are ubiquitous in my part of Canada in the rural areas and are historically linked to the earliest fur traders in our land. Years ago I built a cottage on a lovely lake and constructed a dock. In the long summer evenings I would sit on that dock enjoying a drink as the evening gathered. One such night, I was shocked out of my wits when a beaver, silently swimming by, decided to slap his tail on the water. He was only about 20 feet away and the report was like a gun shot from a shotgun. I then noticed his sleek form swimming away, unperturbed. Just reminding me he was in his domain and I was the intruder.

He lists English as a language along with Spanish.

I can totally relate as that happened to me way back when. It was a hookup years before I started hiring but the guy had the proverbial dick of death. Unfortunately he didn’t know how to wield it and he rammed my second wall. The pain was excruciating. I jumped out of bed right then got dressed and left his house. Never saw him again.

No real future? What were you looking for, a husband? You say he fulfilled your needs as a masseur and a training coach. And you had feelings for him. He probably sensed that, and that is why maybe he was reluctant to disclose his marital status. You don’t say how you went about finding that out. I hope it wasn’t in an unsavoury fashion. Nevertheless it was you who tried to cross the boundaries of what is after all a transactional relationship. He was providing a service for money. I think your expectations were unrealistic.

I think someday you may live to regret your reaction. It all depends. I have a regular provider who over time let me know he has a wife and child. Because we get on so well in the bedroom, it didn't faze me. Previously I had also discovered his real name. Our relationship was built on mutual trust and slowly revealing ourselves to each other, altho I tend to be an open book. But a provider sometimes needs to take longer to trust his client. I try not to judge people and try to see things from their perspective.

2025 was a pretty good year for me regarding providers. Most of my sessions were excellent. They were a mix of ones I had seen previously and a few new ones, maybe 5 or so. One was a regular and we did mostly overnights. He is great and I will continue to see him. One I was ultimately disappointed in but maybe we weren’t a good fit so no recriminations. Of the newbies, they were all good but one I wouldn’t repeat. Just not a good fit. In all I had a great year for a 77/78 yo.

I wanted to see if anyone was looking.

Some would say giving head is not sex. lol

I remember that club. I was there in that time, 1980/81. The bookstore was on the main level and there was a doorway which led to stairs that went up to the second level. I hesitated for the longest time, watching a stream of men heading up the stairs. Something held me back and I left the bookstore without venturing up to the sex club. I was always glad I didn’t go. Unbeknownst to us was the danger lurking in a virus that was spreading silently in sex clubs like the Jaguar. Within a year it burst forth on the gay community.

He’s arrived at a very cold time in the winter. Lots of people are hunkering down. Hopefully things will warm up soon.

I thought they were all fired.

Was that in San Francisco?

I would be surprised if their skating was good. There is nothing in their backgrounds to suggest they could play hockey competently. I was forced to play hockey as a young boy in a private school for boys in Canada and hated it. Later in life I learned to enjoy skating as a recreational sport but no pressure to perform athletic feats on the rink.

I’ll say one thing though on looking back at one of his so called triumphs. That outfit he dressed Jackie Kennedy in to marry Aristotle Onassis was dreadful and her hair was awful too. Will not go down in history as one of his most elegant creations and in fact I think will be regarded as a failure. OTOH the creations he whipped up for real European royal weddings were classics.

There are risks to addiction to shopping or fine dining as well. Shopaholics can ruin themselves financially and too much rich food can damage your health.

And they can’t even skate. Lol