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Two escorts I've met had mothers younger than me. One by three years, the other by almost 10 years.

Two escorts I've met had mothers younger than me. One by three years, the other by almost 10 years.

Two escorts I've met had mothers younger than me. One by three years, the other by almost 10 years.

Is it really scratch worthy? You have been out your entire adult life (I believe) and living in NYC. Still, can't you imagine what it would be like to come out late in life or maybe in some really remote location? Can't imagine how a good encounter with a good escort could change the trajectory of a closeted man's life?
 
I've been out since I was 16 years old and mostly living in major metropolitan areas, but I have a "he changed my life" story. After the death of my partner, I went into a long period of self-imposed isolation and depression. I'm not sure I would have ever broken the cycle if I hadn't got horny and met an escort who was both good at sex and a really good guy. I know I wouldn't have re-entered a normal social life, but after seeing him a few times, it woke up that part of me.
 
He didn't know he was doing it. I never shared much of my history with him. But just the good fortune of meeting a good guy actualy changed the course of my life.
 
I think that sometimes a lot of the "changed my life" is just hyperbole, but it does happen.

Yep. Big here in cheese land. Maybe Chicago borrowed it to Wisconsin!

Update: Fabio did get back to me, with a long message explaining in very broken English why it was "unfair" to contact me earlier because he was with a client. Seems like a very nice guy. Said age seems to be more a problem for me than it is for him, which was both funny and nice. A for effort in writing in a language with which he clearly is not proficient.

I personally consider kissing to be the most intimate of all interactions.

The last man I hired was two years my senior and the guy before him was 14 years younger. Of course, I'm a hillbilly, so a son at 14 isn't unheard of.

Isn't age relative?

I suggest you trawl through the escort ads on gayromeo. Some of the BelAmi guys advertise their services there, but usually have a different working name. I confirm that at least in the past both Arne Coen and Roald Ekberg did escort. Please be aware that whether they will perform for you as they did on film is another matter.

My first time was in my 20s with a girl I was dating. We were at s drive in movie theater in my car. It began with kissing and proceeded to really hot finding of my cock and her breasts after which my hand moved down to her pussy. We did not go any further but I ejaculsted 4 time during our play session. Years later I married and after my wife died, I hired a few gals but they never did much for me. One time I went to a gay movie with a lot on man-man sex and it really turned me on to boys. That led me to hiring a guy from a local site who knowing I was new to gay sex, did virtually nothing to make me happy. But a bit later, I hooked up with a group of college guys who escorted to pay tuition, and they were great teachers in my education on man-man sex.

When I was 9, no more than 10 years old. There was an older kid who lived down the street. He was about 12, maybe 13. It was 50 years ago, so I don’t recall a lot of details, what happened first, or the sequence of events, but I remember 3 things. Whether true or false memories, I can’t tell you.
 
One was we were in his room (a basement bedroom) and we were on his bed, and each of us had our hands down the other’s pants fondling each other. I didn’t know it at the time, but I think what I felt from his dick was precum. I don’t remember thinking that anything we were doing was wrong.
 
Another time, he wanted me to watch when he took a shit. He squatted away from the toilet, towards me, and I saw it just beginning to slowly come out, then, he turned around and sat on the toilet, and I left the bathroom.
 
The other time I remember, it was summer, and we were in his pool (one of those 2-3 foot above ground pools that never lasted for more than a summer). His parents were sitting in lawn chairs about 20 feet away, and his mom was talking to us. We were both at the edge, facing them, next to each other, just our heads above water. He put his hands in my bathing suit, and I in his, all while he was talking to his mother.
 
From that point, all my experiences were with women. I enjoyed them. It was not until almost 60, I decided to “try before you die”, and experience and adult man/man experience, when I also hired for the first time. And yes, I enjoy them too. However, as of this post, I’m still an anal virgin.

I've used them a few times with very mixed results. That could be as much the boys fault as the service. I've my eye on Calvin and Noah from Chicago listed on their site if anyone has met one or the other and has something to share.

Same feeling.
 
Much like guys who are pushy with their Amazon Wish Lists, it all feels a little too much to me. Escorts who feel the need to monetize everything about themselves will soon realize that stepping over dollar bills to get at nickels is a bad business model.

I'm surprised I haven't seen any other posts about this so far, but the Only Fans site seems to be really popular amongst sex workers right now. While many friends have taken to it as a way of making some extra money off of exclusive content, it just doesn't interest me at all. I would rather utilize my energy toward what I know and enjoy, rather than feeling pressured to constantly creating content to keep my "fans" intrigued and subscribing. Curious others thoughts and feeling about this.

He's a great guy. I think I was subconsciously setting myself up to hate it, so I could continue hiding my urges. I remember the surprise of how hard a man's body is compared to a woman's, and the scratchiness of his face when we kissed despite his being clean-shaven. When he entered me I did hate it, and almost stopped him. But ironically, since it was "just trying it one time," I figured I'd tough it out. As he began to fuck, the experience was mind-blowing, painful but sensations I'd never felt before too. It got better and better until he moved me onto my back, and even with some pain, it felt incredible. I don't think I was very cogent at the time, but I look back on that moment as the point I knew I was a bottom.
 
Part of the reason I'd put it off so long was a perception that bottoming is submissive, which didn't appeal. But in the moment it didn't feel submissive, it felt like mutual pleasure, and as I said, I left reeling with emotions but very aware that it was right for me.

With a priest. His name was father John. At boarding school in Belgium. I was about 11. He gave me a glass of brandy, a cigar then he unzipped his pants and showed me his cock. He then masturbated while he fondled my ass (I had my clothes on). There was no other interaction. I don't know if this qualifies as 'sex' but I didn't forget it - and I am 58 now.

When I was 9, no more than 10 years old. There was an older kid who lived down the street. He was about 12, maybe 13. It was 50 years ago, so I don’t recall a lot of details, what happened first, or the sequence of events, but I remember 3 things. Whether true or false memories, I can’t tell you.
 
One was we were in his room (a basement bedroom) and we were on his bed, and each of us had our hands down the other’s pants fondling each other. I didn’t know it at the time, but I think what I felt from his dick was precum. I don’t remember thinking that anything we were doing was wrong.
 
Another time, he wanted me to watch when he took a shit. He squatted away from the toilet, towards me, and I saw it just beginning to slowly come out, then, he turned around and sat on the toilet, and I left the bathroom.
 
The other time I remember, it was summer, and we were in his pool (one of those 2-3 foot above ground pools that never lasted for more than a summer). His parents were sitting in lawn chairs about 20 feet away, and his mom was talking to us. We were both at the edge, facing them, next to each other, just our heads above water. He put his hands in my bathing suit, and I in his, all while he was talking to his mother.
 
From that point, all my experiences were with women. I enjoyed them. It was not until almost 60, I decided to “try before you die”, and experience and adult man/man experience, when I also hired for the first time. And yes, I enjoy them too. However, as of this post, I’m still an anal virgin.

Sounds like "hoover" is a name you came by honestly

Understand. When in my early 50's, my company declared bankruptcy, and the pension plan was terminated. My anticipated pension - cut in half. Too young to retire, but too old to make enough money at the same job to save/invest to make up the lost monthly income.

Mine fell on its sword in the 2008 recession. My 401k became my .401k.

Oh yeah...forgot to mention that I have zero interest in his personal training skills; nor will I be procuring those services.

Escorts and pornstars who don’t save for retirement are in good company with a huge number of Americans. Mine got wiped out at 55 years old not fun trying again
http://www.foxbusiness.com/markets/2017/01/01/12-jaw-dropping-stats-about-retirement.html

It's a sad fact that drugs, alcohol and gambling, have ruined many people, physical mentally, and financially. Some to the point, that they are no longer with us! As a person that has gone through addiction, I feel for anyone that has either gone through that fight or is facing it today. There are no easy answers. And no one can make another person change, that change has to come from within.

Technically, no, but reading some escort reviews I do occasionally wonder.