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He’s a former dancer at Stag in PDX. He agreed to meet me in Seattle in the summer of 2020 and I sent him bus fare from PDX, but he never showed. He proved impossible to schedule later on. They are certainly his real pics, though.

And then asks for a pic before meeting. In an earlier text this year, he said how broke he was and then he fails to follow through.

Perhaps the neighbor’s brother-in-law?

I had hernia surgery when I was 4. Still have the scar, covered by pubic hair.

Same here. Nothing. At this point, with the steep drop in new cases, I could care less whether they ever arrive.

That would be about half the price of a new carbon road bike I’ve been considering. I’d prefer the bike. One of my regulars is $2400 for the same duration, and I always know exactly what I’m getting.

Those nipples!

I see his ad is back up with new pics.

I don’t know what it’s like since work from home, but the 91 then 60 eastbound can be a parking lot from Yorba Linda to past Moreno Valley.

I’m by no means a novice with this hobby; but I’ve never encountered this behavior from providers. If they’re regulars (10+ nights/sessions together) and I trust them, Zelle. For the rest, a stack on the counter, clearly visible, has always allayed any concerns they may have had and obviates the need to discuss such vulgar matter$

I always have a phone conversation before meeting a new provider. Most of them appreciate it. It establishes a little rapport unavailable using SMS only.

You need to more assertive as the CEO.

Not bad! My German friends always ask me to speak English since my German is so…halting?

I adore the one on the far right!

Well said.

Had a former Helix provider edge me to ecstasy last month. Shocked that he was such an expert in his 20’s. I’m now a huge fan and will be taking it further with more gear. Love being restrained, trained and dominated by younger sometimes. Variety!

A little Botox and a little Juvéderm Voluma. He wants to get an early start!

@Gar1ethI love that post! Thanks for sharing.

I’ve had steamy and hugely enjoyable liaisons with Ukrainians, Poles, Slovaks, Slovenians, Montenegrins and Lithuanians. Mostly encountered during travels there. I’ve also had hot times with two Romanians; one in LA and one in Manchester, England. Despite the negative reportage re the East, I’ve been very lucky. Not to mention Russian Dima, whose name often comes up in these fora. I could marry that young man.

I’ve always been a clothes horse. Mostly the NE opposed to the Southern prep look, which goes with my somewhat WASPy features. About ten years ago, I transitioned to what I call my post-preppy phase. No labels, more discreet custom-made shirts and sport coats. Now it’s slim or skinny fit jeans, cashmere sweaters and boots. More recently, after retiring early, I find myself wearing more Vouri and Lululemon, along with Arc’teryx fleeces and outdoor gear. I often get compliments from young guys (and women) so it works if you can pull it off. It’s led to some fun encounters. I also hang with a much younger crowd, so I don’t have the Boomer mentality. It’s a fine line between acting one’s physical and mental/spiritual age.

Beautiful Russian soldiers. Actually kursants, or cadets.

I hosted Caleb several times and we always had a hot time. Sadly, he committed suicide. Thinking back, I did recall some deeper level of sadness at times when we caught up by phone. https://pornstarbabylon.wordpress.com/2009/03/08/24-year-old-gay-porn-star-caleb-carter-commits-suicide/

I have some highly intelligent friends who are anti-vax. They sometimes make me nervous with their dire warnings of the long-term unknown effects of the MRNA vaccines. They can’t believe that I got the vaccines and booster.

I’d also love to smell those dirty, worn sneakers and start on his feet before working my way up.