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Marylander, you're finding a lot of great pictures of Michael Yerger; may I ask where?

Many escorts have suggested starting a session with a massage, it's become one of my favorite things to the point I'll often suggest it now.

I was introduced to poppers by an escort. He (accidentally?) left them behind, I used that bottle for a long time before I found where to buy them.

Thank you for that name! He very frequently models for the "International Jock" ads/site and I've wondered for a long time who he is. He's been showing up with an unshaved chest lately, which is a welcome change. International Jock pixelates out any hint of the cock showing, so I enjoyed these pictures very much.

That's the late Jon-Erix Hexum. I lusted after him too. Very sad story... https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jon-Erik_Hexum

I've seen that every once in a while. I always assumed that the guys asked to have their videos removed for some reason (got a job where a porn background could be a problem, etc). I wonder if there's some clause where they can ask to do that but have to give back what they were paid?

I'm not a paying member, but I do have a free account. There's some information that's available when I'm logged in that I do NOT see if I'm not logged in (cock size, cut/uncut, maybe?)

I'm not sure what this has to do with 'privacy'... but speaking as a client, I've done both. With escorts I've seen before there tends to be more conversation before, and a bit of time hanging out before we get to the action, but I've heard stories about the conversation time cutting into play time so I'm always mindful of that.

I've been a fan of this since Kink.com first started their "Men on Edge" series. I've never had it done to me. I do love the videos where the guys seem to be struggling against it, being made to come against their will. There's a video with Jesse Colter as General Zod edging a captured Lance Hart as Robin that's always been a favorite.

We did big celebrations for our Mother's & Father's 70th birthdays. Mom was a big dinner in a private room in a restaurant with the family, Dad was a bigger surprise party with family & friends. Both outstate siblings with their families came in for both parties. At Dad's party, I was tending the bar and a neighbor complained about how I was making his drink; I told him not to argue with the guy who was serving you alcohol.

I saw Kevin a few years ago, I don't remember the massage aspects but the sensual aspects were perfunctory. I wouldn't repeat.

"inflammable" is a favorite of mine. The verb is "enflame", so "inflammable" means (or meant) "can catch on fire". The "In" confused so many people that "flammable" came into existence. I took a grammar test in the early 90's that said the rule about not ending a sentence with a preposition was obsolete. I disagreed :-)

Ha. I've done that and admit I feel a bit dirty, coordinating a trip to an escort/masseur with a trip to my parents. The first time I met Brian Kevin, he was staying at a hotel near my Dad's house; I don't remember if I met with him before or after dinner with my Dad. And the night I brought a guy home from the bar overnight, and dropped him off at his house on the way to my nephew's First Communion.

I rarely do anything special. I stopped buying or expecting presents for birthdays & Christmas years ago, now I just buy presents when I see something I think someone would appreciate. A friend of 25 years and I would take each other out for dinner around our birthdays, but it was always a haphazard thing. One year I treated myself to hiring two escorts on my birthday, I got a room with a hot tub; it was good but not great. One guy was someone I'd seen multiple times and was great, the other was new to the business and was a bit overwhelmed by the whole thing. Today would have been my mother's 88th's birthday, since she died 8 years ago I have been going to her favorite restaurant, Red Lobster.

I'm a grammar/spelling pedant, but that rarely is a concern when I'm reading an escort ad.

I've made good friends at some jobs. I'm annoyed by some places attitudes that you HAVE to be friends with your co-workers. My boss plans a picnic at his house in the summer for his team, I was dreading it this year; don't really consider any of them friends, and with the drive time to his house, it would've been a full day affair for me. Luckily, COVID cancelled this year's picnic.

Image from one of my favorite "porn doctor" scenes: https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/proxy/IqqpPCuqHCMEJ7BQi7wrs3bt-w188QspfOUAVn1KylYd74VRTNsASQyNU_KPy1YWbNrW7ZVfgsgpXSRW5t2yyjEvLLUPXXpQQx4rfM1IDOkQLQaC_4yQT3swyb8W

There actually was a time travel book in that series; I remember thinking they'd made a mistake when describing some of the events (when one of the characters met his future/past self).

I read "Interview with the Vampire" when it first came out - memory's playing tricks on me, the book came out in 1976 (I was 16) but I seem to remember reading it when I was younger than 16, and thinking my parents wouldn't approve of me reading it at that age if they knew about the eroticism in it.

"Dusting" someone is farting near them, then leaving. Maybe that's a local phrase? "Dutch oven", where you fart in bed under the covers then pull the covers over your head trapping you (and your partner) with the smell is another farting colloquialism.

It's not that. More often, she gets up and leaves after she dusts me.

I did! Wasn't "Danny Dunn and the anti-gravity paint" the first book? We read that aloud in 3rd or 4th grade, a chapter or so after every lunch period.

My dog sometimes gets up and goes to sleep in the guest bedroom. I wonder if it's something I've done.

Along with all the other mystery books (Three Investigators, Encyclopedia Brown), we read "The Happy Hollisters" series, a family whose kids solved mysteries. We belonged to a subscription service that sent one every month or so (at that age, my sense of time wasn't that accurate). I think we had the whole series of 33 books, and I still have the bookstand that came with the set. I remember one of my sister's friends, at a drunk party, saying "Y'know, all that stuff in Encyclopedia Brown - that would never have stood up in court". There's a book, I can't remember the name, about a kid inventor. His dad worked for a spy organization called Mongoose, their nemesis was some snake-related name, and the kid called his group of friends VACUUM - Volunteer Agents Crusading Unsteadily Under Mongoose. UPDATE: Just googled it, it's "Secret Agents Four", written by Donald J. Sobol, the same guy who wrote the Encyclopedia Brown books.

I'm assuming he meant he was in his own bedroom, his parents were in theirs, and he could hear Maude playing on their TV. The alternative makes me cringe. My bedroom shared a wall with my parents' bedroom, and for the record, I never heard anything from their room. Not sure if the reverse is true, but at that age, I wasn't a moaner. I moved into another room farther from their bedroom when I was about 15.