ForgottenClone

And for my final thread offering on (un)conventionally beautiful men....
 
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May we all be blessed with the gift of finding beauty in everyone. THE END.

If it makes you feel more comfortable making sure one is ok with whatever race you are do it. People have their preferences. Me personally I don't care what race someone is. To me, sexy is sexy regardless of ones skin tone. Yes, I have been asked if I am ok with seeing black, white, asian and latino. I wasn't raised to see color first or third. I was raised to see the person as an individual first and foremost. Are they a good person? Do they treat others well? Etc. How a person treats themselves and others is what is important to me, not the color of their skin. Good and bad come in all colors.
 
Hugs,
Greg

I always try to give an escort an accurate description of my physical appearance, my experience level, and what I am looking forward to during our meeting (e.g. kissing is VERY important to me). The last thing I want is for an escort to be taken aback when I arrive at the door or be unprepared when the festivities begin. I feel that providing the escort as much information up front is an important first step that all clients should take to increase the likelihood of a successful interaction. The escort should, in turn, be honest about his ability to perform with me as described. I might be disappointed but I would prefer he bow out before we meet if my looks and/or desires are not something he can accommodate. If he isn't honest (e.g. doesn't like kissing) I feel perfectly justified in walking out of the session with little or no remuneration.

I've mentioned a recent positive experience of mine in another thread, but here I'm throwing it open to discussions of Grindr, Scruff, dating sites (I'm on OKCupid) and the like. I sure hope escorts don't encounter as many people as I do who completely ignore or don't read my upfront statement that I want to meet, not chat, that they need to be local (I've now spelled out what that means), they need to have a photo, a profile showing some level of thought and personality, and a comptability ratio (based on the questions OK Cupid uses) north of 50% or so (although a good profile can make up for some of it).
 
Then there's the people who contact you and delete their account the same day or who decide midstream they're no longer interested. Or who stand you up (that's happened once). Or give you a telephone number, ask you to call, then don't call back. I've been asked to Skype by someone who isn't local (answer: no), asked whether he could come inside me (answer also no, but the account was gone by the time I went to respond), asked if he could come on me (answer: yes, but that account was gone then too). I had someone I really wanted to meet balk at using condoms to turn around and contact me four or so days later, ask if I do anal, and expect an immediate response. At that point I felt like I was being treated more like a piece of meat (we'd discussed dick size and positions already) so I waited until the next day tp respond and sure enough, he disappeared.
 
I've also been asked if I'm into younger guys when they're within the age range on my profile (35-65). If I never see the words "want to chat," "darling," "pretty" (strangely, "beautiful" and "sexy" are okay) and "want to get to know you" without any actual questions or specifics about what in my profile attracted them other than my photo, I will be a happy camper. And for awhile it was like pulling teeth to get people to commit to a meeting.
 
What about you?

Escorts get asked every question imaginable. Asking about race would be tame in my opinion.

Take care of yourself first. Make sure that you minimize the possibilities of you having an awful experience, with a hooker, no less. Put it all out on the first email or phone call. Phone call would work better because you can hear an unrehearsed honest response. If you perceive any hesitations, chose someone else.
 
Life is too short for you to put your vulnerable and beautiful self in the hands of someone who might not handle it with the love and care it deserves.
 
And don't ask the general "Do you have any restrictions when it comes to ____?".
 
Directly, honestly state your stats. If you were 350 pounds don't write you are heavy boned, if you are of ay race, mention it, don't say you are mixed or something like that. The more info he gets and the more chances he gets to react to that, the more certain you'll be he might be a nice guy and will take good care of you if you meet.
 
"But shouldn't all escort be able to deal with....?"
 
Honestly, who cares! You come first. Take care of yourself. Only put yourself in hands of loving people. Learn to weed out the ones that aren't.
 
A lot of clients might try to convince you to force the escorts to accept you, to not disclose, equating disclosure with some kind of acceptance of shame. The argument has been made before that letting the escort know in advance is abusive to yourself, as if not confessing the fear will make you love yourself better. Don't let yourself be dragged into this conversation.
 
You come first. Put yourself only in situations in which you will have better chances of being treated lovingly.

I like lots of photos, within a reasonable number. Assuming there is some variety - not 50 bathroom mirror selfies - it's much more likely that the guy's personality will come thru. Getting a sense of a potential companion's nature makes it much easier for me to answer the question I always ask myself: "How am I likely to feel after spending time with this person?".
 
I'll take one smile pic over a dozen dick pics anyday.

I don't have any issues with the number of pictures a guy may have in his profile. @Mikegaite sums it up well, a variety of pictures provide a sense of appearance and insight into a guy's personality. Profiles with only one or two pictures fail to keep my interest and I usually move on to another profile.
 
A variety of candid and professional, or posed, shots work best. I also like to see a guy dressed up in business attire. This gives me an idea of his fashion sense and whether or not one can feel comfortable with him as a companion for a dressy occasion.
 
Take a look at Mike's profile. https://rentmen.com/MikeGaite I think it's a fine example of variety. We have Mike nude. Mike in briefs. Mike in bed. Mike out of bed. Mike in workout gear. Mike with rope. Mike tied up. Mike tied up and gagged. Mike in the shower. Mike still tied up, gagged, and blindfolded. And, of course, Mike in a suit. (Damn, I need a cold shower after writing this paragraph.)
 
I also agree that @Eric Hassan and DavidSF have great sites as well. I'd add @SimplyAdam to that roster. In summary, I'd say more pictures are better than fewer and not over exposure at all.

Unfortunately, I have learned that ask an escort means you need to ask the specific escort that you intend to hire. It appears no one answer fits all situations for any question. We all have differing opinions on the topic, but unfortunately, you never really know how the escort is going to react to anything until the meeting.
 
Some would say disclose it, others will say the most professional escorts can perform professionally with any and all types. Sometimes you can pick up clues from their advertisements, reviews, or 411 on the message center. Other times some clues can be gotten from the reviewers themselves if they list any demographical information about themselves that match yours.
 
I guess if it is a great concern to you, and you absolutely do not want any "in person rejection", you can include your stats (including race) with any inquiry you send to the escort (like to verify rates or availability or ask a question) and take a positive response as an indication that things will be ok. Take a negative reply or NO REPLY as an indication that things are not.

Thanks, Mike. That's a really interesting perspective. I think that much of what I'm reacting to is fifty different versions of "come hither, fetch me," with only the scenery and the lighting and the costumes changing. In those cases, the excess photos feel more like overplaying the fantasy than trying to illustrate different aspects of a real person.

I post a slew of photos in an attempt to give potential clients less of a fantasy about what I look like and more of a reality of what I actually look like. More photos give more insight into my appearance even on my bad days. I don't want to appear so hideous as to turn too many people away, but I am willing to present a more complete picture of myself rather than my best self and let the chips fall where they may. I would rather meet the people who will take me at my ugliest than the people who think I'm just borderline attractive enough to be worth hiring.
 
Showing less is ultimately sexier and more attractive than showing more, but I personally feel more comfortable presenting a more comprehensive image of myself rather than luring people in. I'm not trying to look my best on screen just to look worse when I meet someone in person.

Gluten Free Butt
 

Lol...the only rule is that there are no rules in love and sex

Beach trees...butt. Btw, does anyone find it sexy to ram a slender guy with a great pair of glutes ?

I appreciate you all sharing your memories of your first Pride parades—some of which were among the first ever. I'm far too young to have been part of that history, so I really enjoy hearing about it from folks who lived it and paved the way for us young queers today.
 
Yet, even I'm a bit turned off at how capitalistic Pride parades have become: "Sponsored by Bacardi" (When we suffer such high alcoholism rates), "Brought To You By Marriott", etc. On the one hand, it's nice that we've gone from being loathed by society to being courted by the highest bidder and used to score "progressive points" by corporations. On the other hand, I'm a bit disappointed that we've moved from liberation to "equality" in a system that's inherently anti-LGBTQ.

Great memories @body2body. It is indeed a small world. I was one of the original charter members of Saga Ski Club. The stories I could tell, some inspirational, and some sad, of the backlash we received by traveling as a proud group of gay men. It was a different time, and I look back now at the courage it took to confront the hatred and the homophobia. I was young and idealistic, and the club provided a safe haven to stand unafraid in the face of it all. We were denied reservations, asked to leave restaurants, refused service, but there were the victories.
 
Once leaving Lake Tahoe, we were the last flight out for two days. One of the boarding passengers began yelling homophobic obscenities at us from the mezzanine level. Suddenly we were the center of attention. Everyone was looking at us. We called security, demanded to speak to a representative from the airline, and insisted on speaking with the director in charge of airport operations. Our demand was simple, the gentlemen in question was not to be allowed to board. It was the last flight out for a couple of days, so there was a bit of a stand off. He apparently had meetings he had to be at, on Monday in LA. One of the lawyers in our group kindly reminded them that this could all be litigated in a court of law, should they decided to take that route. It was either him, or they would lose 40 paying passengers. Twenty minutes later they agreed to our demand, and we all took off, minus one very pissed off passenger. The pilot and crew all applauded us once the door was closed. It might have been was just a ski club, but we were also ambassadors representing a community.
 
Yes Gay Pride is more celebration now than a protest, but when all is said and done, it really is the same thing. Despite the inequities that remain, there is much to celebrate. For me, it's a chance to remember how far we've come, and to stand, and be counted.
 
"Friends of Dorothy"

But if I stay home in the air conditioned comfort of my plush-but-not-overly-ostentatious living room (perhaps cuddling with a companion) someone always posts the best eye candy on the internet.

I don't have any particular gay pride plans, but @body2body's post inspired me to share one my most treasured gay pride memories.
 
I went to undergrad in the Northeast at a school that I could not afford, but I desperately wanted to attend. Bc I was a coxswain, I was assigned a freshman dorm room in the athletes' wing. My roommate was a beautiful specimen of a diver. He had it all...face, body, cock, money, lineage and, to my chagrin, friggin' hetero. He knew I was gay - all my gay mags probably gave it away. Anyway, I did fantasize about giving him head, but I respected our boundaries, plus he was hardly ever around since we both had rigorous practice & academic schedules. When I saw him, he would complain about muscle aches, lack of sleep, and how unhappy he was with his GF. I sorta saw him as a complainer given all the gifts he had in life. As our first semester came to an end, finances got really difficult, so I decided to get a massage certification and give professional massages to help pay for tuition - and yes, part of me hoped that would help me get physically closer to my hunk of a roomie to help with aches.
 
Our first session was awkward, he seemed uncomfortable but I processed it as his own way to challenge his "cool" factor- afterall, this was the mid-90s, liberal school, being gay-friendly was starting to be cool. Anyway, my roomie and I kept up the sessions but his pain didn't improve, actually he continued to get worse, to the point that he had to skip a few diving meets. His doc couldn't figure it out. His sleeping habits got worse. I increased my sessions and added freebies to help.
 
As our second freshman semester came to an end, my roomie tentatively asked if he could return the favor and give me a massage. I pinched myself figuratively and then the panic set in - what if I got hard? This guy was a Nordic adonis. Regardless, slut that I am, I jumped on the bed face down and pulled my shorts down just a little so he would know I wanted my lower back touched. He turned his desk light off, sat on the edge of my bed, put his clammy hand on my back, and I waited for what seemed to be an eternity. I had my face turned away from him, but I could hear him breathing. My common sense kicked in, and I knew this guy was way anxious. I flipped over with the intent to release him from this awkward moment. As I looked him in the eye, he broke down sobbing. He sobbed uncontrollably with the most gut wrenching howl I've ever heard in my life. I was at loss; all I could do was hold him in my arms, and as he rested his head on my shoulder, I understood.
 
This young man's aches, insomnia, gf probs were all emotional...I had been living my freshman year with a closeted gay athlete. That's when my gay pride kicked in. Over the next 3 years, I would be there for my gay brother, I would hold him when he was vulnerable, encourage him when he was down, support him with his crazy family, and help him find his gay pride. To me, gay pride is indeed a time for celebration & parades. It is a time to have fun and connect with our community. It is also a time to honor those who have built a path for us. But, ultimately, gay pride is about embracing who we are and helping those struggling with it to come to it on their own terms.

Happy Gay Pride, brothers & sisters! -TR

I've always dreamed of going to a gay pride event, but my social anxiety won't allow it. I don't even have any friends to go with me to something like that.
 
I'll just have to continue fantasizing about how fun it would be.

Pride in FTL was as festive as ever. It was mostly last weekend, but I don't really need a reason to celebrate.
 

The BW in FTL.
 
And yes I know it's a dump, but it's my dump....and yes I sit by the exit.
 
"I myself have developed a phobia of crowds, and try to avoid events where crowds assemble. It sounds silly when I say it out loud, because bad things can happen anytime/ anywhere..

What is buttage? It is the art of searching, identifying, and spotlighting natural or unnatural male buttocks that have an uncanny ability to raise spirit and/or flesh. Used beautifully and accurately in a sentence:
 

 
Caution: when viewing a thread on buttage, breathe deeply and pause for rest. Some ass fans have been known to instantaneously combust ...or....burst.