JamesK840

Its really too bad this thread has petered out... I've also wondered about this.
 
Maybe the thing to do is hire a few especially cute ones next time you move, see if any are interested in staying later for some extra $$ afterwards...
 
Now that I think of it, I kind of hired a day laborer... last time I was in Vegas I was bored out of mind and really tired of loosing money, so I started to drive about, the main strip area was pretty boring, though did see a couple really great looking young guys razor scooting around... anyway, went towards downtown, there is this 'Neonopolis' thing nobody goes to, was driving around, past the court house a couple times... not cool, but eventually found my way onto a pretty big street with a lot of people milling about.
Driving down it I notice a pretty hot white guy, muscular and tan/a little sun burned, blond hair in a ponytail I think, with his shirt off, and he seems to be interested in passing cars. Loop back (maybe more then once), he seems to notice it's my second time by, and now I'm on the right side... he has a great body... I'm nervous as hell, first time I'd done anything like this, I go up a ways and pull over.
Heart is racing, don't know what the hell I think I'm doing. Wait a couple minutes (it seemed like 5-10, pulled up way too far, luckily he either saw me do it or was walking back the other way and recognized the car)... he walked up to the window, asked what I was up to, if I wanted to go do something. I said sure, unlocked the door. He got in, told him I was staying at a strip hotel he seemed fine with going there, I set off. The whole time my heart is racing, I can barely breathe, his shirt is still off, great pecks and even something of a washboard, plenty of muscle (says he carries a lot of cinder block around) though he's not fully ripped or anything. I then notice he's missing his 2 front teeth, otherwise a nice face, mid to late 30s, looks a couple years older from too much time in the sun, hair's kind of stringy probably from the same thing. He makes some small talk... he does a lot of construction work, etc, down on his luck, needs money for living and going to the dental school to get some cheap replacements... I'm kind of bummed about the teeth, but he has a pretty good personality, though I never quite get anywhere near relaxed I do talk a little. He asks if I want to go for a drink or something, I tell him I don't really drink.
We get back to my hotel, I park. He gets out, puts his t-shirt on (don't think I'd even noticed he had it tucked in his fanny-pack belt thing) and we go through the lobby. I could swear everybody is staring at us, knows exactly what we're up too...
Finally get to the room, spend an awkward 15-20 minutes, he turns on the TV, says it's too bad I don't have any beer or anything... Asks if the TV has porn, I say it doesn't (don't know why exactly...) More small talk, I probably flubbed at least one, maybe two passes through 'so what do you want to do...'
Finally get up the nerve on the next go-around to say I'd love to see him without his shirt again (smooove...) This leads to him undressing, he lays back, says 'I can do anything I want'. He's pretty smooth, smallish dick (not hard, never got to see it hard...), I touch it, start to move towards sucking it but stop just short (scared about STDs and all...) and I look up and ask him if he'd suck me. He says OK, asks if I can help him out a bit with money. I say 'of course', was a little surprised because it wouldn't have occurred to me it wasn't entirely a paid encounter. But that was the first time $$$ was mentioned.
I undress, lay back on the bed. He doesn't have condoms, seemed maybe a touch surprised I asked. Of course I don't have any either, but I figure what the hell, it's time for my first bj. Even though it was my first I can say he wasn't very good at it. Figured the lack of front teeth would be an asset for this if nothing else, but I guess I figured wrong... From my experience since I guess it takes me longer then average to come, he stopped a couple times, asked if I liked it, I suggested we try a couple things, some body to body rubbing... this was pretty good, him upright so I can admire and touch his body, then him laying on top of me... not very intimate though, he keeps his head beside mine, facing away (not that I would've wanted to do any kissing given his mouth, though his other teeth don't seem bad, front two were probably lost in a fight or something, not rotted out...). Then I have him go back to blowing, and then stroking it, once I get him to put some grip into it I finally come.
So now I'm even more mixed up, as I didn't get as much enjoyment as I was expecting... he runs and gets me a washcloth, I clean up, we both dress. I give him I think $100, he's *very* happy with the amount. Then we go back to my car, he mentions dinner... for some reason I'm still pretty cold, tell him I'm not hungry, drive him back across town and let him out where he asks. On the ride he'd said he'd never done this before, asks how I knew he was interested, I don't talk all that much.
Start heading back to the hotel, finally start to relax for the first time in at least 90 minutes, and by the time I'm back in the area of my hotel I'm horny again, thinking about all the things we maybe could have done. I go into a drugstore and buy some condoms and some lube, some other crap too, don't know why exactly, it just seemed I had to have them in case the opportunity arose again. Go back to my room, jack off, read for a while, go to dinner, loose more money, go back to my room, read some more, jack off again, sleep. Leave the next day, almost as confused and inexperienced as I was when I got there, but having wasted about two thousand dollars over the course of the weekend.
 
Well, that's my day labor experience. Have failed miserably at attempts to duplicate that kind of pickup again in the LA area, but I keep trying, and have gained a bit more experience through other means... There really is something about the thrill, the rush as you're making eye contact and especially as you're nervously waiting in the car... there was another thread on here about how this was the whole point of cruising, I can almost see that...
 
Can't believe I wrote this much, sorry if it bored anybody to tears...

Its really too bad this thread has petered out... I've also wondered about this.
 
Maybe the thing to do is hire a few especially cute ones next time you move, see if any are interested in staying later for some extra $$ afterwards...
 
Now that I think of it, I kind of hired a day laborer... last time I was in Vegas I was bored out of mind and really tired of loosing money, so I started to drive about, the main strip area was pretty boring, though did see a couple really great looking young guys razor scooting around... anyway, went towards downtown, there is this 'Neonopolis' thing nobody goes to, was driving around, past the court house a couple times... not cool, but eventually found my way onto a pretty big street with a lot of people milling about.
Driving down it I notice a pretty hot white guy, muscular and tan/a little sun burned, blond hair in a ponytail I think, with his shirt off, and he seems to be interested in passing cars. Loop back (maybe more then once), he seems to notice it's my second time by, and now I'm on the right side... he has a great body... I'm nervous as hell, first time I'd done anything like this, I go up a ways and pull over.
Heart is racing, don't know what the hell I think I'm doing. Wait a couple minutes (it seemed like 5-10, pulled up way too far, luckily he either saw me do it or was walking back the other way and recognized the car)... he walked up to the window, asked what I was up to, if I wanted to go do something. I said sure, unlocked the door. He got in, told him I was staying at a strip hotel he seemed fine with going there, I set off. The whole time my heart is racing, I can barely breathe, his shirt is still off, great pecks and even something of a washboard, plenty of muscle (says he carries a lot of cinder block around) though he's not fully ripped or anything. I then notice he's missing his 2 front teeth, otherwise a nice face, mid to late 30s, looks a couple years older from too much time in the sun, hair's kind of stringy probably from the same thing. He makes some small talk... he does a lot of construction work, etc, down on his luck, needs money for living and going to the dental school to get some cheap replacements... I'm kind of bummed about the teeth, but he has a pretty good personality, though I never quite get anywhere near relaxed I do talk a little. He asks if I want to go for a drink or something, I tell him I don't really drink.
We get back to my hotel, I park. He gets out, puts his t-shirt on (don't think I'd even noticed he had it tucked in his fanny-pack belt thing) and we go through the lobby. I could swear everybody is staring at us, knows exactly what we're up too...
Finally get to the room, spend an awkward 15-20 minutes, he turns on the TV, says it's too bad I don't have any beer or anything... Asks if the TV has porn, I say it doesn't (don't know why exactly...) More small talk, I probably flubbed at least one, maybe two passes through 'so what do you want to do...'
Finally get up the nerve on the next go-around to say I'd love to see him without his shirt again (smooove...) This leads to him undressing, he lays back, says 'I can do anything I want'. He's pretty smooth, smallish dick (not hard, never got to see it hard...), I touch it, start to move towards sucking it but stop just short (scared about STDs and all...) and I look up and ask him if he'd suck me. He says OK, asks if I can help him out a bit with money. I say 'of course', was a little surprised because it wouldn't have occurred to me it wasn't entirely a paid encounter. But that was the first time $$$ was mentioned.
I undress, lay back on the bed. He doesn't have condoms, seemed maybe a touch surprised I asked. Of course I don't have any either, but I figure what the hell, it's time for my first bj. Even though it was my first I can say he wasn't very good at it. Figured the lack of front teeth would be an asset for this if nothing else, but I guess I figured wrong... From my experience since I guess it takes me longer then average to come, he stopped a couple times, asked if I liked it, I suggested we try a couple things, some body to body rubbing... this was pretty good, him upright so I can admire and touch his body, then him laying on top of me... not very intimate though, he keeps his head beside mine, facing away (not that I would've wanted to do any kissing given his mouth, though his other teeth don't seem bad, front two were probably lost in a fight or something, not rotted out...). Then I have him go back to blowing, and then stroking it, once I get him to put some grip into it I finally come.
So now I'm even more mixed up, as I didn't get as much enjoyment as I was expecting... he runs and gets me a washcloth, I clean up, we both dress. I give him I think $100, he's *very* happy with the amount. Then we go back to my car, he mentions dinner... for some reason I'm still pretty cold, tell him I'm not hungry, drive him back across town and let him out where he asks. On the ride he'd said he'd never done this before, asks how I knew he was interested, I don't talk all that much.
Start heading back to the hotel, finally start to relax for the first time in at least 90 minutes, and by the time I'm back in the area of my hotel I'm horny again, thinking about all the things we maybe could have done. I go into a drugstore and buy some condoms and some lube, some other crap too, don't know why exactly, it just seemed I had to have them in case the opportunity arose again. Go back to my room, jack off, read for a while, go to dinner, loose more money, go back to my room, read some more, jack off again, sleep. Leave the next day, almost as confused and inexperienced as I was when I got there, but having wasted about two thousand dollars over the course of the weekend.
 
Well, that's my day labor experience. Have failed miserably at attempts to duplicate that kind of pickup again in the LA area, but I keep trying, and have gained a bit more experience through other means... There really is something about the thrill, the rush as you're making eye contact and especially as you're nervously waiting in the car... there was another thread on here about how this was the whole point of cruising, I can almost see that...
 
Can't believe I wrote this much, sorry if it bored anybody to tears...