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2012 ... and I still think about it ... shirtless hitchhiker on University Dr in Tempe ... on a hot Sunday morning ... walking west ... I had the balls to follow him into a convenience store (he had put the shirt back on), ask him if he needed a ride, told him to get a bottle of water or a soda or whatever, then told him to wait by my car "and lose the shirt". I walk out, he is indeed shirtless (lean, brown, sweaty, sexy) and he gratefully gets in my air conditioned car. Tells me his name is "Ricardo" but to call him "Dick". Oh, jeez. Ask him where he's going, tell him I'll give him a ride, and he makes it very clear that he wants to play. (Understand that I was then and am now a fat guy and hot lean young men do not usually want to play. Unless they were paid. Which I was prepared to do.) But I chicken out, wuss that I am, drop him where he asks, give him twenty bucks ... and I saw him last in my rearview mirror. stupid, Stupid, STUPID!

According to my favorite (now-retired) erotic massage provider, I was both a moaner and a grunter along with a "gasper", "gasping" particularly when he provided and I experienced something different or unusual. "Moaning" during the usual flow of the experience and then shifting to "grunting" when I reached a higher state of arousal. (This is all from my provider.) I miss that guy; he took my body to places it had never been.

And I agree with that 100%. I really don't want anything more, from therapeutic massage, than to relax. The major benefit, for me, is touch. I am a man who needs and wants to be touched by another man. (Nothing against women; one of my 5 best massages ever was from this tiny woman in Santa Fe. She was bleeping amazing.) Yes, yes, they do. As a fat man that "additional purpose" is not always available or offered to me, but it is nice when that is agreed upon and provided. That additional "release" adds to the overall relaxation.

no,no,no,no,no,no,NO! Leave it hairy!

I just visited LV in Feb after several years hiatus. Virgin was OK; the service was much better when it was Hard Rock. I like the Ruby Tower (formerly the HRH Tower) as it is easy to get in and out via the parking garage on Harmon. Maybe not "working boys" per se but I have encountered go-go dancers on occasion at Get Booked who were shopping for underwear. For the price of a coupla pairs of designer briefs I got a full-frontal fashion show. RM has been quite reliable for providers in LV and I feel relatively safe at the larger properties off-strip. But ... I, too, would enjoy an encounter while out and about. My efforts to coax some of the more attractive waiters back to my hotel has proven, no pun intended, fruitless.

THANK YOU!

MY GOD! JESUS (“what does the ‘H’ stand for?”) CHRIST!!

PREACH!

I do not like Realtors either. And yet, that is how I make my living. I’m not at all offended by your comment; I sometimes find them to be a turn-off as well.

That’s quite how I like MY morning coffee …

Compare and contrast …

This is kind of on topic ... this goes back to the 2008 financial crisis. At one discount grocery store (I forget which) generic Dr. Pepper is (or was) called "Dr. Best". My friend's son was complaining - "Dad! What is this crap?" (Kid was maybe 10?) Dad looks at his kid and says, "Son, the way the economy is going, the next time your mother and I go grocery shopping instead of 'Dr. Best' we'll be buying 'Dr. Sucks'. So drink up." The kid was not mollified but I busted a gut.

Although I didn’t care for it (the taste of cum) I found in my early 20’s if I swallowed I usually got my rent paid, lol. After that I didn’t regularly swallow until my 40’s - I had a boyfriend who loved him some fellatio and I swallowed to make him happy. By then I didn’t think it - cum in my mouth - was so awful. I learned, though, that I do love the feeling of a man’s cock exploding in my mouth. Today, it’s de rigueur for me to swallow, although, perhaps, not the first time or with a total stranger.

Thank makes perfect sense to me.

He is just so beautiful on so many levels.

I wish they would reach out to me! As a fat guy a provider sending me a message tells me he wants my business.

You make a valid point. I should have said that my posting was in an effort to offer an alternative or possible solution to the OP’s issue.

20 years ago I was on Lexapro and my doc warned me that my ability to get an erection and ejaculate would go away for about the first 7-10 days, which it did although I was still horny as hell. Then my hard-on would come back once my body adjusted to the drug, and that is exactly what happened. Now I was no longer depressed and I could get off, lol! Lexapro kept me on an even keel. I’ve been off it for some time now as I haven’t felt that I needed it. I’ve simply gotten older and moved on to other drugs. 🙂

Brody Kayman … dude looks good in a suit!

OMG! Ginger … and snow. Cain Marko if I’m not mistaken. Exquisite. Simply exquisite.

Lord. Blonde bush. ABUNDANT blonde bush.

My goodness! Where is this sun-drenched men's utopia? Greece? Southern California? Spain? Love the architecture and the men!

That may well be the locker room of my grandfather's country club, back in the day. He took me once - it would had to have been the late 60's - and it was naked and half-dressed older men drinking scotch and smoking cigarettes, both before and after golf. I thought it was great!

Lord, I’m old. This guy and his photo spread were in “Freshmen” magazine like 30 years ago. “Afternoon of a Faun” is what it was called IIRC. One of the few men featured with a substantial bush.

Gotta love a dude with a big ... smile.