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Our school did not have a wrestling team, or a boy's gymnastics team (only girls). I would have been interested in trying them.

We had a very long winded co-worker. It became a game in the office to invite him into a conversation, then leave, stranding someone else with listening to the co-worker go on and on. Another job, one of the tech people interrupted a project manager with just "Bob, stop talking". I asked her about it and she said they'd known each other a LONG time and Bob took it in good humor; but she was right, Bob could go on & on about topics he knew nothing about.

I think my high school bought those suits & used them for gym/swim class in the 70's

Agreed, I've been searching and can't find any identification on this photo. Suffice to say if he escorted I'd be all over that.

Clarity in writing is something I've always tried for. Years ago, during a particularly dramatic time on our gay swim team, involving many, many long emails with people passionately explaining their position , one team member complained that he had trouble reading the long one-paragraph emails. In work emails I try to keep things brief and get my point across in the first sentence or two; if more explanation is needed I'll put that afterwards. Bold or color, or different fonts, can help too.

These are great points, and clarity in writing is a subject dear to my heart, but rather than derail this thread, let's continue the writing discussion in Lucky's thread here: https://www.companyofmen.org/threads/suggestion-for-readable-longer-posts.160950/

I was never good at sports when I was a kid - always right field in Little League; I was a year younger than my classmates and technically too young for it, but I think they pressured my Dad into coaching so I could play. I lasted one afternoon on the ninth grade football team. I joined the swim team just as sophomore year ended and found my calling; I played tennis that spring while the pool was pre-empted by the girls in synchronized swimming. I played on company softball teams but mostly for the post-game bar time. I got into running/triathlons for a while in my late 20's/early 30's. I've never, ever gotten into sports fandom, watching a hockey or football game on TV holds absolutely no interest for me.

This reminds me of the Saturday Night Live skit with Jason Momoa playing an "Elf on the Shelf", who wanted to be reassigned because his boy had discovered new things to do with his body, and the elf didn't want to watch any more :-D It finished with the kid's Christmas list including "soft socks". I started with tissues. These days I have a stack of cloth diapers in my nightstand. No fetish involved, they're just softer than terrycloth towels.

Back in the days of strip clubs, I had some luck with asking dancers, after I'd had a personal dance with them, "if they ever did shows outside the club". That worked very often. I meant something more than a strip show, but I'm sure many dancers would be open to just "dancing" for a customer in a private setting.

Hahaha, I wondered what that was too, but it's not what I first expected :-D

I've told masseurs (both legit and otherwise) that low-pitched noises from me are good. If it's high-pitched, it means it hurts me :-)

Simon Dexter. He did work for Sean Cody as "Harley" https://www.seancody.com/model/17735/harley and a few other studios, I believe. he's had escort ads up in the past and I'm sure he's been discussed if you search the forums, but nobody's ever spoken of a good experience with him that I remember.

Wow, that looks like Darren Criss.

Hahaha. That episode also has the closest to a nude scene ever filmed in the original series.

I think they get a notification that they have a message, but they have to reinstate their ad to actually read the message and respond. I'm not 100% sure of this.

I've never crossed the line, the closest I came was with a refrigerator delivery/install. When reversing the door on the fridge, I'd swear the guy was pressing his crotch into my hand; the other delivery guy had gone back out to the van. I have a friend who says he's had a lot of luck with this, he told me about a cable guy who (probably intentionally) left some equipment behind and came back that night to retrieve it, and my friend ended up giving him a blowjob.

Similar to pdxleo's story, my first job in my early 20's, I went to a holiday party at company we worked with (they did our keypunching, that'll give you an idea of the era). One of that company's employees at the party was an older guy I'd seen trolling the adult arcade (as I was) a week earlier. I was terrified, but if he recognized me, he did not let on.

I remember chatting with one escort and mentioning that GPS had him in a cemetery nearby. He said that was an intentional joke and he wondered if anyone would notice. Apart from that, I can't tell how closely it pins you down. Most Detroit escorts just put "Detroit", I'm assuming, and zooming in shows the same location in downtown for all of them.

I loved that movie; I saw it at the local gay film festival where they announced that Dolly Parton was going to do a song for the movie, but it wasn't finished yet. I do love the skinny dipping scene.

One of my favorites, I started watching it in season 2 when it first aired. So many jokes to catch on repeated viewing.

Nipple play doesn't do much for me, but I've realized I'm in the minority. One of my favorite escorts loved his played with, and he'd play with mine; I was happy to let him do so but other activities got me turned on more.

I've realized I prefer knit boxers over boxer briefs. I've been going for comfort more and more during lockdown. I have some old favorites that really should be discarded (and probably would be if I weren't single).

I was doing a light bondage scene with one guy I hired. He had me tied spreadeagled on the bed, and was pretty much running the show, but at one point, he climbed on top of me and sat on my dick. Does that qualify?

All I remember from his personal life was his being fired from his job at Subway when they discovered his porn work.

I've done two escorts at once a handful of times and would definitely recommend two who know each other. Once I hired a guy I'd seen many times along with a new guy from the agency, the new guy was overwhelmed by the situation and didn't participate much. I still remember my regular saying "Well, I'll fuck you if he wont!"