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Oh wow! That would be something I’d like to see too! I wonder why he’s using such old pics in his RM profile? 🤔 I will say, for me, I would hope he has gotten more interactive, and verbal - and less mechanical, and quiet as the Sphinx in his bedroom activities 🤞🏻

That’s not exactly true - if you are caught engaging in homosexual activity in the Islamic Republic, the judge is able to offer you the option of a full sex change operation, rather than death. Many within the LGBT media, advocacy, organizations, etc. try to spin this as some sort of a positive policy - a sign of a liberal Iran. Nothing is further from the truth. This is just Iran’s way of erasing homosexuality. The Ayatollahs who recognised transgenders in 1987, only did so because to their backward thinking, a gay man has the soul of a woman - so change the sex, problem solved. It also helps their international image - better to mass surgeries than mass executions, especially when some idiots point to Iran for there supposed “enlightened” views on transgenders vs the west. There was a really hard to watch undercover documentary a few years back about this - nearly 100% of the men forced to have the surgery were gay men who wanted to remain men. Even though the Islamic Republic will recognise them as women post surgery, most have their families turn on them, lose jobs, lose housing. Your new “corrected” sex may be legally recognised, but there is no support, no protections. Most turn to prostitution, and a staggering number wind up committing suicide. I remember it was very hard to watch - lots of hitting pause, taking a break to get thru it. I cannot imagine being on that position. As far as Logan’s transition goes - knock me down with a feather! From gay4pay, to right wing televangelist Christian - married with kids, to transitioning to April. That’s one rollercoaster ride - and to answer OP’s question, that’s a hard no from me. I wish April well, but I identify as a gay man, who is attracted to other men so this identity doesn’t do anything for me. BBD

Thanks again, @Gymowner!! He’s looks massive in that vid! 👍🏻

Thank you, @Gymowner! Joshua/Blake looks damn hot with the added muscle! I’m with you on doing him for free! 😜 Hot scene, tho I wish they were both a bit more verbal. BBD

So his pics aren’t current - he’s much more muscular now? Grr! Any place to view them?

Finished my last three - Shuggie Bain, Say Nothing, and Good Behaviour - I would highly recommend all three! 👍🏻 My current trifecta comprises: • Killing Snows by Charles Egan. First in a trilogy of novels covering An Gorta Mór, (The Great Hunger, The Irish Famine, The Irish Holocaust - it’s called all three). What I find interesting about this trilogy is apparently it’s inspired by a couple of boxes of letters from the time found in a cottage in the West of Ireland. • Goodbye To All That by Robert Graves. It’s been called the best WWI autobiography. It starts with his Victorian youth, leading up to the War, what he experienced, saw, and how he returned to England a changed man. • When All Is Said by Anne Griffin. It was her debut novel, and was shortlisted for a number of awards. Tells the tale of 84 year old widower Maurice having a conversation with his son, in his head, recounting his life, revealing his secrets as he makes 5 toasts at a hotel bar over the course of one night.

I agree with @azdr0710 - those pics have been around, so probable name change. I’m drawing a blank on any previous RM ads, but the pics immediately made me think of SeanCody, or one of those similar sites this gent may have been on. 🤔 This ad has only been on RM 9 days, so that make explain the lack of reviews. Also, his rather empty profile may not be drawing in the punters either. 🤷🏼‍♂️ If he’s real, and provides quality service, hope he makes a trip east! BBD

We had similar rules during the height of covid, but they’ve been gone (along with free transit) for must be a year at least now. I’m actually surprised to read some localities still have such rules in place. In NY the MTA lost something like $8.5BIL during covid due to decreased ridership during lockdown, then free fairs after, I’m imagining that’s the case everywhere, which is why I’m surprised such rules are still in place.

Damn!!! 🤤 Another provider that gets points right out of the gate for smiling in some pics 😀 This amazing hunk of hairy beef needs to come east, please! 🙏🏻 BBD

I live in NYC, if I’m taking an MTA bus it’s just habit at this point when I get on, and say “good morning/afternoon/hello/etc”. Similarly, getting off, I say “thank you, drive safe”. I do the same with cabs, Ubers. 🤷🏼‍♂️ What was that expression - “manners are the cornerstone of a civilized society”? I think we see every day on the news what happens when there is an absence of manners. BBD

This! YEARS ago one of my oldest friends shared that too with me. I was dubious - not really believing the old wives tales about big feet, big nose, hat size, etc. - I mean you are going to run into well hung men that have those attributes, but it’s no guarantee. But she swore by the nail beds. I started to take notice after being with one blessed man, and looking at his nail beds muttered “damn her!” lol After him, I kept track for a bit, and she was right. BBD

Damn hot man! Handsome face, great body, but yeah, a tad overboard on the ink. I really don’t get the solid black tattoos on his arms - I’ve seen them on others, to me it looks like they’re wearing opera gloves 😂 But then again, it’s not like I’m looking to marry him, so were I to hear good intel on him, his skills, his services, and I were to engage him, I think I could deal with the ink for a few hours 😜 BBD

So glad I re-discovered this thread! Always nice to get confirmed I’m not the only one engaging in such licentious behaviour! 😂 I’ve been fortunate in that I’ve managed to have a number of encounters thru the years with hotel staff. I thought I’d share one tale of my wanton ways with you gents! This one is a bit lengthy, I tried to edit it down, but there’s a lot of buildup, a lot of “am I reading this right” over 36 hours before we got sweaty. Some years ago, my travels for work brought me to what we called “Asia-Pac & Oceania” fairly frequently. Basically once a quarter I’d be out in region for 3-4 weeks, traveling between countries. This one trip, towards the end, I was in Singapore for about 4 days. I was then scheduled to head to Australia to round out the trip. I always added on about a week of PTO in Australia each time to enjoy the local talents so to speak, and was looking forward to it. Anyway, I’m in Singapore, and the hotel I’m booked into has “butlers”, for a lack of a better word, assigned to each suite. You had the same gent for your entire stay - he’d be responsible for example, bringing you room service, taking care of any dry cleaning or laundry, ironing, extra towels, toiletries, items you forgot or ran out of, running errands if needed, unpacking, packing, etc.. The “butler” that trip I had had before - very nice, slightly built Asian gent. No attraction whatsoever on my part. My planned last day in Singapore, I finished up work about noon, and decided to make the short walk back to the hotel, and relax before the overnight flight to Sydney. Of course, it began to rain - and rain in Singapore in no joke. I picking up my pace, getting soaked, but I’m only a few minutes from the hotel. The forecourt had polished granite pavers in the drive, or something like that - whatever they were, they were slippery. I should have been walking in the footpath, but in my haste to get out of the rain, I cut thru the drive, and of course wiped out. Doorman, and staff come to my aid, get me up and into the lobby. I should add I have a bad back, so I knew it was fcuked then and there. Thankfully, I always travel with my muscle relaxants and pain killers - hoping with them, and a good night’s sleep I’d be OK in a few hours for the 8 hour flight to Sydney. It was a misery undressing, getting in the shower, getting into a robe. I decided to err on the side of caution, called the front desk to extend my stay, which thankfully they were able to, switched flights, rearranged things in Australia, etc.. Hotel was wonderful, offering to get a doctor for me, comping meals, and drinks. I popped my pills, dropped the robe, crawled into bed with a few moans and groans and hoped for the best. Come morning, I find I can’t even maneuver myself out of the bed. Ugh! I have no choice but to call the “butler” to ask for help. He knocks, I say come in, using the pass key he enters and what a surprise! Not the slightly built Asian gent - but a tall, younger, well muscled feast for the eyes. Oh my. He introduced himself as “Harry”, and reading my face said he was taking over for the other gent. He had a lovely voice, deep and with that particular accent one finds in Singapore - a kind of Asian-English accent - thick glossy hair, deep brown eyes, and his musculature was very evident thru the short sleeved uniform shirt/jacket he wore. To give a visual, think of the actor Jason Wong, but with a thick muscular build. Now mind you, I’m naked under a sheet in bed, and I let him know due to my back, I needed help getting out. He flashed a dazzling smile “no problem”, strides over and is leaning on one knee on the bed over me, trying to maneuver me. I’m trying to hold on to the sheet to preserve some dignity, Harry noticed and said “don’t worry about that, it’s fine”. He gets me up, I realise he’s about 6’ maybe 6’1”, thank him, ask for the robe, and say I’m good now. I start to walk, really shuffle with a few grunts towards the bathroom, and Harry offers “don’t be silly, you need help” and proceeds to wrap his left arm around my upper back, taking my right hand in his right hand and slowly guides me to the bathroom. “Don’t worry, just go, I have you” I’m sure I turned 20 shades of red, but go I did as my hunky Singaporean “butler” held me up. Done, he stayed at my side as I washed my hands, brushed my teeth. He suggested a shower to help my muscles relax, and without really waiting was ushering me to the walk in, adjusting the temps, and taking off my robe. At some point he removed his uniform top, so I’m being manhandled by this shirtless muscular younger guy into the shower. Harry tells to just brace myself against the wall, and he takes the handheld attachment, adjusts it to the pulse and directs it at my back. I will say it felt amazing, and I wouldn’t have been able to do it myself. He readjusted to regular shower and used that all over my body, front, back, top to bottom, reaching in to manoeuvre me as needed. All the while smiling saying “you’re doing well, just a few more minutes to make you feel fresh”. Well, ok. Shower done, I ask for a towel, but no, he towels me off. I try to protest, but he just smiles and tells me I’m clearly unable. Needless to say, this close contact started to have a effect. I just thought of anything to keep me down. I was obviously “plumped” but not fully “up”. Small mercies. Harry walks me naked into the sitting room, gently lowers me onto a towel on the sofa, and goes into the bedroom to redress the bed, then comes to get me, asking if I wanted to wear anything, I’m struggling to keep “down”, so to end this I just said no, and he said “good, naked is better when you’re feeling poorly” with that smile again. He gets me in bed, propped up on a bunch of pillows, on his knees on the bed with me, arranging me. I’m both mortified, and incredibly turned on. He’s finally satisfied with how I’m situated, goes to the bathroom, comes out carrying his uniform top asking what else I need - OMG! When did my life turn into a porn film I’m thinking lol I ask for my pills, he drops his top, goes and gets my pills, and says “these say to take with food, so tell me what you want to eat first, and I’ll give it to you”. Another OMG moment. Mind you he’s still walking around topless, and despite my pain, I’m having all sorts of naughty thoughts about Harry. I give him my order, he passes me the remote and phone, then kind of braces an arm against the headboard, leans over me to ask if I’ll be ok while he’s gone. As I’m admiring his muscles, I assure him I will be fine, thank him for all his attentiveness. He smiles, puts on his top, and says “it’s all part of the service”. He goes, I’m like “WTF just happened????” Harry came back with the breakfast, nothing else happened then. He continued to check on me thru the day, helped me out of bed a few more times as needed. He’d even stay and chat a bit. Came to find he was getting his advanced degree, while working at the hotel, he asked about NYC, I asked about his life, etc.. A very nice, charming, and to my eyes, a hot young man. I’m now at this point convinced the back pain, wishful thinking, and my own mortification at the situation that morning totally coloured my interpretation of what was said, what happened. Ah well. Still some nice eye candy! These “butlers” normally go off duty at 7 or 8PM. He brought my dinner, I again thanked him for all his help, and wished him a good night. He smiled and said “good night? the manager said you were in a bad way, so he has me staying at the hotel tonight to be on call for you” Oh ok. Another visit or two, then lights out for me. Next day, I was feeling better, and was more ambulatory, but he insisted on helping me, so my morning ablutions were a repeat of the previous day’s. He gets me back to bed, commenting on how I’m moving better, and says a massage would help. I thought he was right, asked who was available at the hotel, he just smiled raised his hands wiggling his fingers “you’re in luck, Harry’s magic fingers are all yours!” Oh my! He left, saying he’d be back with his supplies. Harry returns, moves me off the bed, says the bed will be fine as I wouldn’t be able to climb on the table yet. Gets a big bath sheet on the bed, helps me back on, face down. He takes his top off as I expected, then starts on his pants, he smiles, stops taking them off, says “is it okay I just don’t want to get any of oils or lotions on them” Carry on, Harry. So picture it, me naked face down on the bed, hugging some pillows, this big muscular Singaporean now down to a tight, and a very well filled out pair of short black boxer briefs is basically straddling me. I will say, he knew what he was doing, and I told him so. He offered, at one point he thought of going into physical therapy, so he had training. I was fully “up” by the time he rolled me over, but he passed no comment. I pretty much ate, slept, watched TV, had visits from Harry the rest of the day. He said he was off duty that night, but front desk knows I may need help, so call if I do. I thanked him again, told I’m I’ll see you tomorrow, and to enjoy his night. He replied don’t worry, I’ll come see you before I go. I thought nothing, just thought he was being kind. Another attendant came to take away my dinner things, asked if I needed anything, and to call the front desk if I do. About an hour later there’s a knock, I call for them to come in, as I’m making my way from the bathroom to the sitting room, and it’s Harry - now in his “off duty” gear. Wow! Tight white tee shirt and trackie bottoms, with a gym bag over his shoulder. He looked delicious! He guided me back to bed, commenting on how much better I seemed to be doing. Without asking, and with no protest from me, he slid off my robe, and guided more than helped me into bed. Harry sat on the edge of the bed, kind of facing me, legs spread - of course I looked and I would have bet my last dollar Harry was going commando. He said he was glad I was doing better, I joked that it was all due to his attentions the last 36 hours, and his magic fingers. He blushed a bit, said he was glad he was able to help. Then offered another massage. I said it wasn’t necessary, he was off duty, it was kind enough he stopped by to check on me, and I didn’t want to keep him from his plans. He came back with he had no plans, and if the first one helped, another might have me feeling better too. Lost in his eyes, how could I refuse? He guided me off the bed as he set everything up, I “assumed the position”, with head turned to observe him strip. Topless, he started taking his trackies off, then stopped and said “I’m not wearing pants - is it ok?” I’ll admit I was already thinking about what filled out his boxer briefs, so I joked since he’d seen all of me, it’s only fair he return the favour. He laughed, said thanks for being so cool, and off came the trackies. I think I may have gasped lol Very nicely proportioned. Thick, darker complected, uncut, nice dark balls, and all crowned with beautiful bush. “Well, here we go!” I thought. Both naked, on the bed, he’s giving me another wonderful massage, enhanced by the fact he’s naked, and I’m feeling “him”. Of course I’m reacting, and thankful I’m on my stomach, but I am storing all images in my mind, enjoying every minute, every touch. This could have ended here, and it would have been one of the hottest romps with hotel staff. But Harry, as I found out later, had different ideas, and a very definite plan. After 30 minutes working on my back, going much lower than the first time I might add, his magic fingers working my glutes, Harry totally throws me for a loop when he says, “I didn’t do your front this morning, roll over so I can do it now”. What?!? I am naked, fully erect in bed in a hotel with the hotel “butler” also naked straddling me, asking me to roll over??? I stammered, spluttered, don’t think I said anything intelligible, he leans over me bends close to my ear, I swear I felt his hard nipples on my back, and says “it’s ok bapa, me too, don’t be shy, let me see” as I felt his erection on me. Oh God! I guess this is happening I thought, I exhaled, and I rolled over. Harry saw me, I saw Harry, and we were off! Even with my lingering back pain, we were able to fuck, him topping, twice. He joked after the second time, “you can move better now, that first orgasm released endorphins to help you”. Indeed all thanks to you, Harry. I was in Singapore 2 more days, and both days Harry continued his ministrations to both of our mutual pleasure. I was smiling the entire 8 hour flight to Sydney. We did stay in touch - he was able to arrange his schedule to be my “butler” when I was in Singapore, and with no back problems on subsequent trips, we were able to leave the hotel, as well be a bit more adventurous in the hotel bed, and his own bed. Harry finished graduate school, and wound up relocating to London about 2 or so years later. I have seen him a number of times on trips there. He is now married a lovely Scottish guy - it was a bit jarring meeting the husband the first time, as we both remarked how similar we are in looks, build - clearly Harry has a type! Both have also made clear I’m Harry’s “free pass”. I was not going to argue with that! Harry turns 40 this year, and I’ll be in London for the party, and he’s planning a long weekend in NYC with me to celebrate some more. I thought after, and still on occasion ponder, if I had taken the car back to the hotel, if it hadn’t rained, if I stayed on the footpath, if I hadn’t fell, etc., I never would have met Harry, never would have had what is arguably my best time in Singapore, and wouldn’t have a great friendship with him to this day. TL;DR - businessman falls in Singapore, muscular Singaporean hotel staff massages him, fucks him, and they maintain friendship to this day. Again, apologies for the length! Hope you gents enjoy 😀 BBD

Thank you for the clarification! Apologies, @big-n-tall - looks like we were talking at cross purposes. Mea culpa.

Are you sure? I thought he was out before covid. He has a current, active ad on RM, with last review from this weekend. I do remember the chat on the previous version of the forum, and if I recall correctly, he was based in the Albany area for a while due to parole conditions. He is now back in LV.

Wait! Did I miss something? Is back inside? 😬

Very nice find, @crazyivan!! 😀 Handsome bloke, hot, hairy, muscled body, and someone who enjoys Fire Island 👍🏻 Looks like he’s on his 3rd day on RM, so I’m going guess no one has taken the plunge - or been plunged yet! 😜 Following now for any intel 🤞🏻😉 BBD

While he is beautiful to look at, has anyone ever engaged this gent? From his ad text, I gather he’s only looking for sponsors with some flexing/posing thrown in 🤷🏼‍♂️ BBD

It happens to me frequently too. Lately, now that traveling for work is back, and will be picking up, I’ve run a few searches for where I’ll be heading - more reconnaissance at this juncture. I get the DMs, I advise why I looked at them, and they’re fine - usually signing off with a “hope you get in touch when you’re here”. Only one rando that after viewing his ad I knew I wouldn’t engage, after my reply to his DM came back “why are you wasting my time if you’re not here for now?” Thus confirming my initial assessment from his ad that despite his looks, his intos, he wouldn’t be someone I’d engage.

He’s only been on RM since July 21st - give it some time for other hobbyists to meet, report back - and for him to expand his profile which is a bit lacking at the member in terms of text, pics to draw in the clients 😉 BBD

Like @MscleLovr, I too was raised with the understanding one does not tip business owners, only the staff. So if you’re sat at the local pub, and the landlord is the one pulling pints, you don’t tip him. In this hobby, the providers are the business owners, so I am not one to tip regularly. I will note that I do make sure I have a few extra bills to tip with should the provider knock my socks off, which has occurred on occasion.

He is VERY interactive,(and hot!), in his content! But judging by the dialogue, his English seems quite limited - so that may explain his message replies missing/ignoring some questions 🤷🏼‍♂️

I don’t think it’s fair to compare gents who escort with gents who don’t in terms of what, who they’re attracted to. The former are providing a service, and the majority of them are able to provide that service to all, regardless of age. The really good ones are able to do so in a way that allows you, the client, to believe that yes, they really are into you. Are there providers who are very much into older gents? Yes. Many state it in their ad, and while that may be their preferred connection IRL, in business they’re still open to all. As for the latter, the gents who don’t escort, there really are plenty of guys who do gravitate towards older men in their attractions. While “plenty” is a relative term, (my definition may different from yours, and another guy’s definition may be different from both), I’m using it here to distinguish from what others would call a niche market. Taking the ones hunting for sugar daddies, whose attraction is more transactional, out of the equation for a moment, and you will find guys into older gents. It’s the age, the s&p, the fur, the life experience, the “dad bod”, etc. of the older guy that draws the younger guy. While financial security is nice, I don’t know one older/younger relationship, (between 12-30 years age differences in the couples I know), where they both aren’t working. It’s easy to be cynical as gays can be ageist but that is not 100% true for 100% of gay men. Granted, they’re not in the majority, but they’re certainly not a niche market either. Just my 2 cents! BBD

It really makes a difference, I find. Especially when you see who else a client has reviewed, how long they’ve been reviewing, etc.. In the absence of feedback on here, being able read reviews on RM helps! Enjoy going down the rabbit hole of reviews! 😜

The written comments are blocked in the US. You need a VPN to be able to view. I use hidester.com. Open the profile to the review section, and copy/paste that URL into the space, hit go, and voilà! You can read the review texts!