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Sunday afternoon in Palm Springs ...

I was born in 1943 so I started swimming at the neighborhood park pool around 1950. In those days, bathing suits were made out of (scratchy) wool with a cotton belt. Lint clogged up the pumps, so naked swimming was de rigueur. There were of course different boys days and girls days. The college-age swim instructor would have on a suit while he was out of the water, but stripped naked to demonstrate in the pool. This is where my brother and I learned about cut and uncut, and what mature cock looked like. 
By the time I went to Boy Scout camp, every day was naked swimming in a lake...scouts and scoutmasters alike. This is when I started mentally cataloguing the fascinating variety of cocks...pubescent, mature; cut, uncut; shower, grower; pink or dark; hairy or bald or peach fuzz; low hangers or undescended; big or small. There was one blond twinkie who had not yet started to grow pubic hair...every day he would sit out in the sun naked, hoping the sun would grow hair. He was the scoutmaster's son, who obviously did not object. I wish I would have known then what I know now, and I would have volunteered to massage it for him. My last year at cam, I had a tent mate who had just started to get erections, which he exhibited with great pride to the rest of us. Long, fat, curved to the left. I will never forget it. I wanted to hold it, but he said I could look but he was the only one who got to touch it. 
In high school, it was gang showers. The gym teacher's office was adjoining the showers, and there was a picture window (with venetian blinds) into the shower room so the teacher could keep an eye on the showers. Later it turned out two of the teachers (although not gym teachers) were arrested for sexually abusing students...one of them, my very favorite teacher. I have always been sorry he didn't get it on with me...would have saved me years of confusion. 

The reality is in the mid 20th cenrury, in many communities the schools were sort of a back door public health/welfare syatem. They made kids shower because it wasn't always the case they did so at home. I don't think it was about spying on kids, it was about making sure they had basic hygiene.

For many years, I avoided hiring "pros' but sought out (on Craigslist and then Seeking) guys who were non-pros but who were looking for someone to help them out financially in exchange for sex.  I quickly learned to identify and avoid guys who were desperate for money for the reasons DMonDude describes - constant pestering for more to deal with a never-ending series of "surprise" financial catastrophes -- the phone bill, the rent, tuition, all of which were totally foreseeable to a responsible person.  I instead tried to meet up with guys with steady incomes that paid their basics but not much more.  A little discretionary income made their lives a lot more enjoyable, and I was happy to provide it.  
With Craigslist long gone and Seeking kind of a mess, I decided to avoid wading through 'gen' postings (or even worse, trying to guess who might be interested in a gen older man) on grindr and sniffies.  Now I just hire professionals off RM.  I have no complaints about the change, but I do miss those innocent (if that's the right word) young men I met in the old days.  

I’ll concur with @Nightowl and @Jamie21. With just about ANY hook-up app I’d be suspicious and you probably did dodge a bullet. It has been my experience that the “urgency” is part of the scam. (This I know from experience.) If you’re going to hire better to get referrals from CoM members and forums. 

Stuff like that can go either way. Absolutely could be a simple scam like others have said, or also could just be a guy who's not even a provider in the professional sense. Just some rando trying to make quick cash to pay his rent cause it's so much more popularized now to casually monetize your sex life. You very well might get some cheap action out of this guy but that has it's own bag of things to watch out for and that could go wrong. You might be opening yourself up to pestering "can you spot me $xx?" texts, funding someone's drug habit, opening yourself up to targeting if they get in a desperate enough financial or other situation, or otherwise getting dragged into their troubles. Speaking from experience.

I’ll concur with @Nightowl and @Jamie21. With just about ANY hook-up app I’d be suspicious and you probably did dodge a bullet. It has been my experience that the “urgency” is part of the scam. (This I know from experience.) If you’re going to hire better to get referrals from CoM members and forums. 

@TxMaxx Like you, I, too, enjoy a man’s natural musk. I use a variation of - 
“If possible, I’d be grateful if you could avoid wearing deodorant during our session. Thank you.”  It needn’t be awkward and he’s probably heard it before. 
And, thank you, @mike carey, for offering a perspective I hadn’t considered. 

I’m with @jackcali here. I begin with RM messenger & I ask the provider to review my profile. If he responds in the affirmative I ask to switch to texting after that. That has worked for me for a number of years. As always, your mileage may vary. 

Gentlemen, gentlemen, gentlemen. The lad is new to the business of escorting, and, he does not have a clue as to the how and the why and the where to for of the thing.  At the moment, he suffers under the impression that, being he is a "pretty college guy", clients are going to line up out the door and around the block, money in hand, to avail themselves of his services which, plainly put, are limited to satisfying his want.  Let us not be unkind to him; hubris, in the young and beautiful serves to amuse. . .

The writer Dominick Dunne said it best - for me - when he said, “He liked the madness of ecstasy that came with a new partner.” Although I had one regular for quite some time there is something so intoxicating - for me - about touching, tasting, and inhaling a man whose company I have never enjoyed before. In the end, though (no pun intended), it’s a combination of the known and the unknown that I enjoy. Therefore, I must echo what so many before me have said. 

The writer Dominick Dunne said it best - for me - when he said, “He liked the madness of ecstasy that came with a new partner.” Although I had one regular for quite some time there is something so intoxicating - for me - about touching, tasting, and inhaling a man whose company I have never enjoyed before. In the end, though (no pun intended), it’s a combination of the known and the unknown that I enjoy. Therefore, I must echo what so many before me have said. 

The writer Dominick Dunne said it best - for me - when he said, “He liked the madness of ecstasy that came with a new partner.” Although I had one regular for quite some time there is something so intoxicating - for me - about touching, tasting, and inhaling a man whose company I have never enjoyed before. In the end, though (no pun intended), it’s a combination of the known and the unknown that I enjoy. Therefore, I must echo what so many before me have said. 

Many thanks!

Aye, Aye, Captain!! 

This photo has been around for awhile, but I’m happy to see it again. Hairy chest. Bushy pits. Bearded. Beautiful. 

Aye, Aye, Captain!! 

Aye, Aye, Captain!!