Becket

My favorite friend shows up on the caller ID six to eight times a day. Mr (or Mrs) Scam Likely. Blocking the number is like Whack-A-Mole. It's really annoying, especially if you're looking forward to a steak or great burger.

"He is risen?" Only at the end of the massage. Sigh..... So many puns. So little time.

Reminds me of the old punch line: "I didn't say Pluto was gay. I said he is f****ng Goofy"

It's a new ball game and we all better get use to things like "Vaccine passports" to board planes, questions about our status, getting dirty looks if you cough or sniffle. COVID ain't going away. I imagine before too long we'll be getting regular shots like flu shots and the like. And all those that know such things say that we WILL have other pandemic situations in the near future. At least that's what THIS Queen's crystal ball says.

I have never had a really positive escort or massage experience in Vegas. It's always too "Vegas." Either I feel like I'm getting conned, or the experience feels....assembly line-like. As if I'm just one of many on the provider's busy, busy schedule. Get in, get out. Tick the box off. Move on. I've just decided to enjoy Vegas for all the other things and do my hiring at home here in Dallas or in other similar cities. That seems to work better for me. Admittedly, I'm an odd duck though. Others most likely have better luck. Happy hunting.

Went to this event a couple years ago. My favorite memory is what a nice person Oliver is. How wonderful of you to open your home up for us folks. Additionally I'm just delighted events like this are being planned and looked forward to. It makes me think we might someday get back to some sense of "normal", whatever that is/was. I'm hopeful.

Late to appreciating Matthew Bourne. Have never enjoyed ballet until now. Now I can't get enough of his work.

What does one do with a straight mas jock? I know it's an ancient subject, but for the life of me I cannot understand why gay men seek out "straight" men for sex. It just seems....degrading? I don't know, forgive me if I step on your toes, Chidude, and others out their who enjoy the scene. Educate me, please. Trying not to be critical or cutting. Just am not informed here.

Curious why you want the parlor experience over the one on one experience. And yes, as Redwine says, not the best time to be going into public sex spaces in Atlanta. Be careful.

Obviously this includes his ego. Probably not his sense of self-worth, though. Not my cup of tea.

Yes, the sex part sounds awesome. But he changed the rules of the client/provider relationship. That's why it feels a little strange. And there is a power thing going on. I understand why you are a little disconcerted. I would advise making a little distance between this fellow and yourself, if only for your mental state. Remember guys, that often times sex is only part of what we seek when we hire.

Much promised in his stage name. Wonder if he can live up to the advertisement. I prefer to be pleasantly pleased by a provider who doesn't promise me the world.

From the comedian Lewis Black. "There is only ONE kind of milk: MOO COW FUCK MILK. There is no soy milk because there is no soy tit!!!!

I miss Heath Ledger terribly as a film watcher. He was so dam good.

Humility is a tricky thing. One can't really try to be humble because that's arrogant. Act too humble and it seems staged. The great times of peace in my life have come only when I decide to "humble" myself, however ultimately difficult that is. But I like the initial post. "No te creas mucho"

To quote the General George S. Patton: Well,......I shoveled shit......in Louisiaia........

Is that it?

When Dad came home from work I was to make him a scotch and water. Mother would often join in with gin and tonic. I was the bartender at age nine or ten. Hated the smell of the booze. Have never had trouble with alcohol myself, though the addictive personality trait runs through me. Had other family members that were full blown alcoholics. Some got treatment and got better. Some did not. Pretty much a teetotaler now in the golden years. Many people have stories similar to mine. Always helps to know your not alone.

This reminds me of what it felt like at 3PM on the day in late May or early June when school was finally out for the summer. That bell would ring for the last time and you could hear kids screaming up and down the halls. No Running!!! NO RUNNING???? KISS MY BUTTOUSKY, MISS SMITH. AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!

How come Mati ass doesn't show his ass?

He looks a little like Rafa. I did a double take. Sigh! A boy can dream.

I agree with Merboy about some of Phantom being boring. But the good stuff!!! Really touched my soul. "Masquerade. Faces on parade. Hide your face so the world will never find you." For a guy trying to live in the closet, this was my first kick in the ass to get the hell outta there. "Wishing you were somehow here again." Tear filled acknowledgement that you can't go back, and that the people you loved who are gone are not coming back either. But the ones you have right here and now are worth living your life with. Be grateful for that.

Betty Bayou. To reflect my southern swamp roots

Having read this as a teen at a boarding school, A Separate Peace hit so many of my adolescent buttons. Longing for someone you can't have, but stunned to become his friend. Losing that someone you love: did you play a part in it? How can you deal with that? But before the bad stuff, the joy of day after day being able to talk to this person, gaze at him, discretely tough him, and love him as a friend. Thoughts of this book still leave a pit in my stomach. It's like the line at the end of the movie, Stand By Me. The writer concludes. "I never had friends like those I had in the summer of 1964. In THAT summer, where so much happened. Jesus, does anybody."

Scott Baldwin. Cutiest hinie in the 90's Scot Randsome I love his wresting videos. Ken Ryker. Whoops, I just came........ Brandon from SC (not really eligible for Hall of Fame. Still active)