poolboy48220

I'm with Victor on this one. Someone you don't know texts you out of the blue and says "I saw you at the airport yesterday". Unless it's accompanied by "You look much better in person and now I want to hire you, are you available Thursday night?", it's a bit weird.

Bathhouses I've been in, guys normally walk around in just a towel. it's not universal, a few walk around naked or in underwear/jock, some have shirts on, some have shirts & shorts. But it's mostly the club-provided towel.

Can't remember where I heard it, but I've heard it said that kids growing up on a farm get a much easier time with this talk because they've probably seen the farm animals doing it at some point.

Nah, but I've often turned the room service scene in "Vision Quest" into an extended scene in my head that goes much like your first scenario.

I've experienced that. I find it more frustrating, though, when an ongoing communication just cuts off with no further word. Which is happening to me right now with a traveller :-(

Yeah, but it's fun when they are. The "good luck to all you guys" farewell speeches get old.

subtitle for a lot of these: "Hey, my eyes are up here!"

I have a weakness for hairy legs as well as chests. A fitness instructor I knew had incredible hairy legs. One rentguy I hired early on had a wonderful hairy chest and legs; he mentioned having knee surgery and had to shave his legs, I asked him how much weight he'd lost in that operation. :-) Sadly, I only saw him once then he disappeared.

Two in Detroit, both have their good days and bad days in my experience.

Fairly prolific porn star. Started at Chaosmen, I believe. https://rent.men/Jaxtonwheeler

I've seen that movie. Strokes II? Or was it III?

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My Dad had the usual playboy, penthouse, etc, and a couple issues of an adult cartoon book called "From Sex to Sexty". Penthouse usually had "couples" pictorial each month but I don't remember any erections in it. The neighbor's father had more explicit stuff, that's where I saw my first erection (other than my own). I remember he had a couple issues of the short-lived "Oui" magazine which was a bit freer about showing men.

That's a story waiting to be told.

And I'll hang out in this bathroom any day.

Agreed. If he decides to escort I may stir out of my "I rarely travel" lethargy.

But not many providers offering it. I imagine it's a lot of work for them.

I went to a program for 7th-graders at our school, at night, boys & girls programs were separate, and we saw a film (or maybe even a filmstrip?) and there might have been someone speaking or a Q&A afterwards. On the drive home, my dad, obviously uncomfortable, asked "Do you have any questions?". I said no, and that was the end of it. We did purchase "The Life Cycle Library", four slim volumes of sex ed aimed at young adults. Years and years later, my younger sister sent me a journal made from the cover of that book, with a few pages from the book scattered throughout the blank journal pages.

I am trying, without success, to remember the first time I was rimmed. I remember the first time I rimmed someone, it was the same time I was topped for the first time. I was amazed, I thought it would be disgusting, but ... it wasn't.

oops, sorry for the spoiler :-( But there's plenty left to watch.

and we lost the ginger last night :-( Man, he was pissed.

I've told this story before...early in my hiring career, I went to a guy's place for a massage. It was seriously, seriously dirty - bad smell, flies buzzing around, to the point where I wondered what I'd do if one landed on me during the massage. I was too young & timid to turn around & walk away. When I used the bathroom after the massage, I found at least part of the source - the toilet was so badly clogged that you could barely see any water in it.

That's happened to me a couple of times; once on the old gay.com, once with a guy I was eye-flirting with at the bar. I had the same "I'm good with that" response, and went on to a handful of fun sessions with the gay.com guy (once off the clock, he called me the day after we met and asked "Do you want to do what we did last night again?", I told him I couldn't afford it again that close, and he said "That's fine". Still shaking my head in happy disbelief after that one), and a long friendship with the eye-flirting guy.

It's Hugh Jackman's birthday today!

I'll make eye contact but let the escort take the lead. If he acknowledges me in some way I'll greet him. I met an escort I'd hired at a mutual friend's party, he was with his boyfriend, and from his reaction, I just acted like this was the first time we'd met. I ran into a Gold Coast dancer in the locker room at the gym, he said hi but was a bit flustered; "My worlds are colliding" is what he said, I think (but with a smile). I saw him later at the gym with his daughter.