HornyRetiree

Damn... I would rim and swallow my boyfriend and kiss a hook up...

On first meeting Luke (a handsome blond muscleboy and new escort) in San Francisco some years ago when he had refused to discuss details over the phone...
 
Escort: No I don't kiss at all. I reserve that for my boyfriend.
Me (disappointedly): Oh. Well, I do like to get rimmed. And I enjoy being sucked off and it's hot when you swallow.
Escort (cheerily): Sure, I can do all that for you!

"I can't cum but I'll send you a video of me cumming when I get home."
 
Weirdly enough, he did send it. Not that I ever met him again.

Ditto. Kudos to you, @BasketBaller, what a great job!

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Thanks for asking!
 
The one has decided on DePaul in Chicago. Stanford wait-listed him, and he got into UVA which had been his second choice, but changed his mind. I admitted that Chicago was more appealing to me than Palo Alto because of distance after he'd made up his mind, and he gave me a quick smile and didn't say anything. But it's a good choice and he's very happy with it, and the financial aid package made me even happier.
 
The guy going to the Naval Academy is over the moon but getting a little serious as what he's taking on settles in. We were in Annapolis yesterday for a baseball game and I noticed him watching the Midshipmen in the stands as much as he watched the game. His gf got into UPenn and they still swear they'll make it work. His twin also has a great girlfriend who's going to Middlebury College in New England, so they'll be pretty far apart, and haven't made as much noise about staying together in a long-distance thing. We'll see.
 
So next year I'll have a junior at Fordham, a freshman at DePaul, and a plebe at USNA. The plebe starts at the end of June so the separation is coming fast and the two of them are obviously feeling it, they are glued together most of the time. Nobody's cried recently (that I know of) but I have a feeling that day when we take him to Annapolis and leave him there, where we'll have little contact for the rest of the summer, will be emotional. For all of us. Their older brother comes home soon and we'll have a month or so all together. And by September, it'll just be me here. As I've posted before, I've never really lived on my own! Lots of adjustment for all.

Well it isn't settled since he hasn't heard from his first two choices, but my second twin got accepted by DePaul U in Chicago, his third choice. Dad would prefer him there instead of across the country, but I haven't told him that. Now we see what happens with financial aid.
 
The empty nest is hurtling toward me!

A small update. Navy twin is floating on air a week later. His brother is being a little quiet-- still waiting for his own college applications to be answered, and maybe a bit cowed by his twin's happiness. This morning we were alone and I asked him how he felt and he said he was proud of his brother, and then choked up, fighting back tears. I haven't seen any of them cry in a very long time, but I think the looming separation is weighing heavily on him. I gave him a hug (we're a family of huggers) and he said he's okay. He told me the two of them cried together the night the news came. I had no idea.
 
Oy. Never a dull moment.

They're identical, as alike as two peas in a pod, as they say. They were mono-amniotic, very risky but no complications as it turned out. Unless they have different haircuts it's still typical that I mistake one for the other. If they're together I can tell them apart but if one comes in alone it's a toss-up. Interestingly, their brother has no problem, he can always tell which is which. I've mentioned before that they occasionally speak in unison, which always takes people aback.
 
The soon-to-be Midshipman will have his head shaved the day he enters the Academy, and they've already agreed they'll both shave their heads the day before to get him ready. I'll never be able to tell them apart then.

I expect I am not alone in looking forward to reading your future exploits.

Oh, and for those who have asked. I changed the city he's from and his age because I'm smart enough to know that others will try and find him and snatch him up. Not gonna happen guys

Not when they are paid...

Bullshit.

If true, the story is a sad commentary on how some gay and bisexual men still feel the need to secret their feelings.
 
We have miles to go before we sleep.

My current 'Go To Guy' is 50 years younger than I am. I don't think age has anything to do with it. There are professionals and amateurs of all ages.

at 69, most of my masseurs are 20-30 years younger than I am -- that still makes then 39-49:)

The smile, the eyes and smiling eyes are what attracts my attention first!!!

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.

I wrote this in another thread.
 

Not really. I just noticed the rates--they used to be higher, but still reasonable. When we met, he talked me into booking him for 3 hours, but offered me a really good package rate (don't remember what exactly, but it was pretty cheap.) I am glad I booked a few hours. Frankie is very talkative and entertaining and a nice guy. He likes to show off and seems thoroughly to enjoy his work. I think we both had a good time.

Nobody is too short or too tall in the bedroom, the only requirement is flexibility!
 
He's a top "shortie"!

Goddamnit, I'm considered short by most people, but I'm not short enough to be short enough?

I think mindset helps. Find a way to completely fall in love with his dick. Find that zone in your head and then let it guide you. Remain connected to the guy, remain connected to your love for his cock and you'll blow his mind.