José Soplanucas

If the language is not an obstacle, I guess it would be useful to research local gay social networks to connect with local gay guys. You do not have to hire anyone in that case. Back in the 90s, when I started traveling to Manhattan every year, I would do it with established contacts using m4m4sex.com. Those guys guided me through night life and gay life in general without charging me a dime.

I appreciated it that they told me. I am not going to share more details, but that allows me to work on identifying the wacos.

I am sure my broke English is full of pearls like that one.

The overwhelming majority of forum members are good, honest, and supportive people. We may like more or less each other, but we all agree in the basics of keeping it honest and discrete. However, not only you will eventually find unreliable and gossipy members. If you become more active you will also find some fucked up wacos. One of my regular guys tells me that someone has been calling him, allegedly a forum member, asking for my phone number and private information and warning him about how evil and treacherous I am. Another of my regulars tells me some one (I do not know whether he is the same crazy or they are two) has been calling him warning about me being HIV+ and purposely spreading the infection. Like in another human environment, you will find here the best and the worst. Just jump to the pool, there is no other way to know who the good swimmers are.

http://ilikepinga.com/2017/08/29/clients-escorts/ http://ilikepinga.com/2017/08/31/first-contact/ http://ilikepinga.com/2017/09/22/fake-pictures/

I do not see any problem of trading residence for sex. It can be a very convenient arrangement for both parts. As with everything else, it all depends on the specific circumstances.

Anyone wants to celebrate Jesus birth tomorrow night by grabbing some big hard dick? I am going to be there tomorrow, PM me any other DC dwellers who want to have a drink together.

Third time today and the boy keeps getting better. He is not a good conversationist, but once in the sack, mamma mia!

Barbra Streisand

I was there. http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdrmq2mFZK1qchfeio1_r1_250.gif

It was even more complicated than that. Norms would change from one city state to other. We cannot properly understand others cultures' sexuality if we look at them from our modern sexual identities.

Was that the event created and hosted by the old Rentboy team? I wonder what ti is now, they say they have top porn stars in their cast but I do not see any names.

This thread is making me horny. I need to top someone and take him to nirvana.

That is not the situation he is describing. Sorry you went through that.

I do get it, and it is not my thing but I understand why someone would feel that way. Even if I did not understand, I would be fine with anyone feeling that way. What I find entertaining is when someone wants to make policy out of his own preferences.

http://68.media.tumblr.com/ba9d7fa0da7eedc1cb298d87a05ede52/tumblr_og67dcRBz61u6n38po1_250.gif HE ASKED FOR MY STAAAAAAAAATS!!! HOW DID HE DAAAAAAAAARE!!!!

He contacted me last week (He does every time he visits DC) and offered me full escort services. I did not have money, unfortunately. I will try him next time.

Thank you for the English lesson. My point remains.

First of all, shit happens. I do not see why not to believe the escort in the OP, considering the positive background. Secondly, in case he is lying, let me share a couple of experiences. Ron, the escort I have developed the deepest personal relationship since my second hiring season started a few years ago, let me down once. We set up an appointment at this hotel. I arrived to the lobby, and he would not respond to my calls. I waited 15 minutes texting and calling, with no response. I left furious. About one hour later he called me back apologizing because he had overslept. In that moment I was too upset, did not want to talk to him, and called my plan B. Ron continued reaching out and apologizing even after he left DC, and I finally forgave him. Should I not forgiven him, I would have missed many hours of immense pleasure and deep intimacy. Pablo, a street hustler I was seeing back in the 80s in Buenos Aires, during my first hiring season in Argentina, robbed me. One morning I got up and he had left with a few of my belongings. I was younger and inexperienced, and was emotionally involved. He hurt me a lot. About an year after the incident, he messaged he wanted to see me to apologize. I forgave him, and we started a very hot relationship that lasted 25 years. He became a loyal friend and lover. We all make mistakes, forgiveness can be the gate for amazing experiences.

ALFAJORES DE MAICENA. I have vague memories of me using the drawers to escalate up to the top of the kitchen counter (what is that? 4 years old?), to assault the cabinets and steal the alfajores from my mother's hiding secret can.