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Many of the examples, especially this one, have been so minimally staged that I couldn't imagine anyone living there. I picture myself walking in with my briefcase/backpack and a couple of grocery bags, kicking off my shoes and taking off a jacket, and the whole place goes to hell. Set down a book, a magazine, a phone, and the mail -- and it all becomes uncomfortably untidy. I appreciate the home spaces that actually look lived in.

Depends what you like. Max was one of the best men I've ever met. https://rent.men/BiggMaxx

I like watching double-insertions in straight porn -- especially when one of the guys is clearly uncomfortable with the scene.

He advertised in LA years ago but has been in Vegas for about five years, I think. He has changed his ad and phone over the years, so it's possible that we've lost the connection to prior reviews. I met him a few years ago. Pics are accurate. We didn't really click. I would not repeat. Depends what you're looking for.

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I meant "position" in the Rentmen ad category sense; Top/Vers/Bottom, not Doggie/Cowgirl/Spoon. "What are you into?" is potentially an open-ended question, particularly for a text session. I don't think that the OP is off-base for asking. I start with a general impression from an ad, and I pretty quickly try to get into some specifics about what the session is going to be like including the escort's role, demeanor, and interest in specific acts. This discovery starts with a question about what the escort is into. All I'm saying is that if an escort doesn't want to get into these intimate specifics with someone who intends to "look into moving some things around to make a session happen" that's perfectly fair. We know that the OP had solid intentions, but I also see the escort's side. It's reasonable to hold off on that discussion until you're actually setting up an appointment. I also think that the OP's description of the escort's rebuffal seemed diplomatic.

It's common and reasonable for an escort to not want to discuss compatibility, particularly if that means preferences and positions, until he's sure that a date and time can be established. Text messages can come across as terse, so I wouldn't read too much into perceived attitude without some other confirmation. If it were me I'd be comfortable holding off on such details until I was sure I could free up my schedule for him. Some escorts will discuss compatibility first, leading to arranging a meeting; others will want to be sure that a meeting is feasible before getting into details. I'd like to think that they'd all be flexible in their discussions, but I'm sure that they've had their share of non-serious inquiries from guys texting with only one hand.

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I've had a few escorts lie when they suggested that they would.

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When I suck, I swallow. Sometimes I end up with some digestive issues. I salivate a lot when I suck though, and when I'm trying to be neat about it I end up swallowing a lot of my own spit. That is at least a likely a cause for such issues as swallowing cum. Not very scientific, but I try to drink a bottle of water or some green tea with ginger to dilute what I've swallowed and settle my stomach; it's either coincidence or it seems to help. I'm not lactose intolerant, but ice cream sometimes doesn't agree with me, and water seems to help -- that's where I got the idea.

I've had my own experience with trade pre and post Internet. I'd chill with the "dead wrong" nonsense. I said, "I don't get the impression..." which is a true statement about my impression. If you know otherwise, good for you. Also, Beef Cake Hunter and others are carrying on the fine tradition of Vinnie Russo and Bobby Garcia. https://beefcakehunter.com/ There's a fair amount of this activity on XTube as well.

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Street scenes have their own forum, but The Deli has been open to discussion about hiring methods and general practices of hiring. Whether I'm searching Rentmen, A4A, Backpage, or Craigslist I'm always open to all forms of straight trade. Tough for me to draw the line between these types of preferences and fetishes, but I don't think they meet that forum's description of "Discussion of fetishes and stuff, not necesarily things you try or dream of doing with escorts." I have a few experiences with ex cons, but they're lounge stories, not deli stories. I don't get the impression that Kali Muscle escorts, even on the DL, though...

The wife knew what was going on. I believe that they both liked the extra income, and I think that they were both proud of his oversexed demeanor and his big dick. It became clear to me over time that they were into a lot of different scenes, and also as a couple. I'm pretty sure that he advertised on Craigslist M4MW ads offering to dominate white couples.

I used to meet a local masseur who lived with his girlfriend. Sometimes the girlfriend was in the living room of their condo when I arrived or left. The masseur was an entrepreneur, rotating several little startup businesses from web design to landscaping to massage to rap performance (new age Christian, life-affirming rap) and event DJ'ing. I took him at his word that his massage business was M4M because his girlfriend wouldn't let him massage women. He always wore a uniform of well-fitting scrubs. He was trained and his license was up-to-date, and the massage was an excellent blend of skilled therapeutic and sensual techniques. At the end of the first session he made a move toward HE by stating that, "this is probably what you're hoping for since you decided not to drape." He did, however, point out that I needed to keep quiet so that his girlfriend wouldn't know what was going on, and that I'd be welcome to come back for repeats if we could keep things low key. The masseur was quite good at coaxing out a terrific HE every time even though he remained clothed and did not facilitate any mutual touching. I never figured out whether he was even the slightest bit bi, or whether he just determined that a satisfying male massage was good business. Later he opened up a massage business out of a storefront, with some male and female LMTs. I met him for one massage at his new place even though the rates were higher. He draped me when he came into the room, and he did not make a move toward a HE. Last time I looked him up the massage studio was gone and he seemed to have really ramped up the DJ business. I really used to look forward to getting discreetly drained while his girlfriend was in the next room, but I've been around the block enough to get a kick out of odd situations. I also used to regularly service a mid-40s married hung black guy who would take me upstairs to the guest room while his wife was home. I met him through a Backpage ad, and he was completely upfront about his situation. He wanted me to let his wife observe and "get some pointers", but he respected my preference for a private one-on-one scene.

Within obvious limits I like the feel of a "lived-in" space when I meet an escort at his home. This used to happen a lot when I lived in NJ and used to meet escorts for incalls in Manhattan, back in the good old days of the Advocate Classified. Pre-Rentboy escorts didn't adopt these porn star personas or social media nicknames -- they just had landline phones with answering machines, and ads with (usually) false first names. I got to take in all sorts of creative living situations, from beautifully decorated rent-controlled apartments to shabby studios. For me, meeting at an untidy apartment with an unmade bed made it feel more like I got lucky with a hot guy than I was paying to meet with an otherwise unobtainable ideal.

Frank Fontana was probably the best-looking of the rotating hosts on the somewhat dorky Design on a Dime show on HGTV. Their budget design solutions were a fascinating mix of clever and awful DIY crafts and repurposed items. Frank was a young, sometimes chunky, handsome Italian musclebear. He has grown up and slimmed down into a hot daddy. http://eventbrite-s3.s3.amazonaws.com/eventlogos/5464579/fontana2.jpg