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The body looks pretty good, but that’s a rather surprising number of photographs in what I presume are public bathrooms . . . with the toilet in the frame.

You might also consider sticking with water-based lubricants. Silicone-based lubricants are, in my opinion, difficult to get out in the wash.

Although If we're being honest, it's a fair question to some masseurs.

Oh my God. You mean all those escorts who told me I sucked cock really well might not have been sincere? Honestly, I think an expressed compliment is no different than the other sounds and noises that might occur during a session. They are all part of the experience. To not provide them would seem to diminish the overall experience, no?

I've lived in at least three places that were 100+ years old. In one, a possible ghost was disclosed by the handyman (not the landlord) on the day I moved. In over 300 years, who knows what might have gone on in any of the buildings. Unless the walls were bleeding and my stuff was flying around the room, it would not bother me.

Multiple ads AND multiple telephone numbers. I get texts from him using at least two different numbers when he's in DC. Wouldn't repeat though.It was a weird experience.

Hmm. I saw him once. It was an okay time; however, nothing about his personality, bearing, demeanor, etc., suggested advanced degrees in the medical field or any other field of study. He may have been a nursing assistant or lab tech at some point . . . he had a photo in a lab coat. If he is getting advanced degrees, he must be doing it remotely given the extensive travel schedules he included in his ad.

Definitely not until proven treatment protocols are in place and stay-at-home orders are ended. I'm keeping fingers crossed for drug trials -- remdesivir, favipiravir and tocilizumab, leronlimab, hydroxychloroquine and azithromycin, even thalidomide (I'm pretty sure I have a hostile colon and won't get pregnant) and interferon. A vaccine would be ideal, but that's months away.

I was nervous enough getting a haircut in DC back on March 13th, and not because it was Friday the 13th. If I had a massage right now, I think the anxiety alone would be enough to kill me.

I leave my watch at home. Wether I take it off or not, it's one less thing I have to account for before I leave. Wallet, keys, phone . . .

Reminds me of the episode of Designing Women, where Mary Jo asks Monette the madam what she does to keep men coming back again and again. Monette responds "a lot of my time is just spent talking and listening." Um, yeah. I'll pay my therapist for that service . . . which is usually cheaper than a BFE experience and is covered by insurance. I've had two or three experiences where the escorts invited me to sit and chat first and in almost every instance like that I found I was the one who initiated the next steps. I much prefer the escorts who begin a BFE with a big hug and kiss at the door rather than the slow burn.

Thats my expectation as well.

I typically prefer an in-call with the provider at his hotel. I’ll pass by any number of hotel employees — valets, doormen, bellhops, front desk clerks, maids, etc. I’m sure I’ve been seen, but I doubt anyone has really ever taken any notice of me, particularly in the larger, busier hotels in my city. Even when being met in the lobby where elevator keys are required, I doubt anyone really cares. Moreover, I doubt many of the larger, busier hotels really keep track of whether one or two people are in a hotel room at any given time. The only time I’ve ever felt awkward is the occasional small, rundown hotel where there’s a lone person at the desk who appears to have nothing to do but watch people coming and going. Even then, I doubt I’m anything more than a passing interest.

The man is like a Greek or Roman statue come to life. Oh and the things he does ... yes there is growling.

Sorry. This is why I never no longer meet guys without finding a somewhat decent reference I can mostly trust . . . although if everyone did that I guess there would be no new providers.

And remember, that photograph that has fueled your fantasies is just a single moment in time where many variables came together. I can only think of one instance where the escort who showed up wasn’t the escort in the photographs, but even if the photograph was recent, you’re not likely to encounter the exact same pose, lighting and body conditions captured in the photograph.

Was in DC for years ... and the photos are at least 10 years old. Massages turn full service pretty quickly.

I’m on PrEP and haven’t experienced any side effects. Two friends also tried it for a while but suffered terrible gastrointestinal side effects ... which if I recall correctly are highlighted in the product literature. So it clearly isn’t for everybody.

Bumping

In Washington, DC that would include the Baron Hotel and Windsor Inn. Never again, lol.

I know I really should never fault a guy for providing plenty of photos in an ad, but does anyone else find this “5 star model’s” lack of depth when it comes to poses a little disturbing? Or humorous? It’s very Derek Zoolander. https://rentmen.eu/LatinMUSCStudPHL

I see he’s just earned a bad review on his sunshiny ad.

Pushes my buttons too. Asked about him just a few weeks ago when he was in DC as “menman” or “menmans.” He was “Mark” at the time in the reviews, and the bulk of his ad copy was lifted from an ad for “Mikkee” (or vice versa). I’m wondering, when “reviewers” post a review does it report the date of the alleged appointment or the date the review hits the website. I remember this guys other ad had reviews calling him Mark and the dates were several months old. Is he recycling ads/accounts or just falsifying the reviews with each new posting?

Same ad copy as the guy I was asking about on Friday in DC. But no one seems to have met “menman” formerly “menbull,” et. alia. So I’m pretty confident in my decision not to try him now. https://rentmasseur.com/Menman

Well, I sent him the link to Viktors. https://rentmasseur.com/Viktors I can’t help but think they’re one and the same, as suggested by others. His response — “he’s in Manhattan, lol.” The truth or a simple denial would have been better. I met Viktors once and wouldn’t repeat (see Mr. Softeee reference). I passed.